Chapter 438

After sincerely giving the black goat a thumbs up, Li Ang silently calculated its situation and found that the great demon title of this guy didn't seem to be just bragging.

Right now, the black goat... or rather, the 【Demon Horns】's recovery level was only five percent, and the infection value was already 0.4.

Then, when the recovery progress of the 【Demon Horns】 reached one hundred percent, its infection value would likely reach 8 directly, which was 1 point stronger than Director Red-hair's 【Love Without Memory】.

And if he could collect all seven anomalous objects and form a complete "Demon Set," that would be seven times eight, a full 56 points of total infection value!

【Love Without Memory】, with only 7 points of infection value, could block the memories of tens of thousands of people if used well. Then how strong would the "Demon Set" with a total infection value as high as 56 points be?

"If there's a chance, I'll try to look for them."

Not knowing if it was a promise to the black goat or a reminder to himself, after keeping the matter of finding the "Demon Set" in his heart, Li Ang checked the time and waved his hand to end the conversation.

Then, he took out the shopping bag he had asked for when buying Gao Te cigarettes at the department store, skillfully put the black goat inside, then picked up the broom floating nearby, tentatively grabbed the broom handle with both hands, and swung his leg over it.

"Poof"

Accompanied by an almost imperceptible sound of airflow, Li Ang's butt didn't land on the hard broom handle, but instead made contact with a layer of invisible airflow. His whole person was gently lifted up. At the same time, a hazy airflow barrier quietly condensed about twenty or thirty centimeters outside his body.

At this moment, Li Ang had a faint feeling that this airflow barrier seemed to be an extension of his will and could change its shape according to his thoughts. Besides being used to block airflow during flight, it should also have other functions, such as...

"Poof!"

A short and fast explosion of airflow sounded. Under Li Ang's conscious manipulation, the originally smoothly operating airflow shield shook slightly and suddenly "exploded" outward. A chaotic storm instantly raged in the small office, blowing everything that could be blown into the air.

After looking at the effect after the airflow explosion, Li Ang couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Flight, shielding for protection, minor manipulation of airflow...

The badge's evaluation was correct; the director had indeed helped him exchange for an extremely practical anomalous object. If he added the goat head's early warning, his ability to save his own life was truly about to be maxed out.

If he encountered danger in future missions, he could raise his hand to blast airflow in the enemy's face if he saw things going wrong, then immediately jump onto the broom and escape under the protection of the airflow shield, or even pursue and kill the opponent from high altitude with a sniper rifle afterward.

He wasn't afraid of the difficulty of aiming during high-altitude movement. As long as he flew high enough, relying on the hit rate accumulation provided by 【Materialist Soul】, he could just grind them down shot by shot; he would eventually hit them.

Anyway, with the destructive power of the nail gun, as long as it wasn't a physical-enhancement type target, there would basically be no "after that" after one hit.

Although this variant of the kite tactic sounded inexplicably sleazy, and even vaguely a bit shameless, he didn't have the immortality of Senior Ai Ma. If he could safely kite from a distance, would he deliberately go into close quarters to throw his life away?

After thinking about it and determining his main tactics for the next period of time, Li Ang resisted the urge to go out for a flight and tied the shopping bag containing the goat head to the broom handle.

Then, he found a long strip of cloth to wrap the Witch's Broom well, "carried" the wrapped broom, and walked quickly out of the Bureau of Cleanup, heading toward the Old District wharf according to today's original schedule.

As the largest of the six hydraulic companies in the capital, urban water supply was only one of the businesses of the Charle Hydraulic Company. Others included using hydraulic power to manufacture gas storage tanks, cooperating with the Ministry of Agriculture to build irrigation and water diversion projects, cooperating with the Road Administration to carry out flood control, drainage, and river dredging construction, as well as maintaining sewage pipelines and sewage rivers, and so on and so forth.

This enterprise, funded by the Charle Department Store, with shares held by a large number of old-school nobles with titles, and working closely with several powerful municipal departments of the Kingdom, far exceeded the concept of an ordinary company. It even shouldered some municipal functions and was undoubtedly a giant enterprise. A large company of this scale would naturally not be built in some wilderness, but on a small plain in the upper reaches of the Bangke River, occupying one of the two locations with the widest view and most convenient transportation, and even having its own exclusive wharf and ferry.

And as one of the three main rivers running through the capital, the Bangke River was not only the main water intake river for the capital but also the most important transport waterway. Both sides of the river were distributed with a large number of wharves, ferries, and warehouses, and steamships carrying large chimneys were endless on the river.

These mechanical giants of the industrial age consumed massive amounts of coal and whale oil every day, while swallowing and spitting out rolling white smoke full of acid from their chimneys, transporting goods and passengers back and forth until late at night...

After paying the expensive boat ticket of three copper wheels, Li Ang carried the broom and the goat head, leaned over, and squeezed into the lowest level of the three-deck passenger ship. He stood for more than an hour in the affordable cabin, which was full of the smell of sweat and mold and illuminated only by a dim steam lamp, before boarding the exclusive ferry of the Charle Hydraulic Company.

"You really are... We've never seen anyone as penny-pinching as you!"

Leaving the crowded ferry, after the surrounding pedestrians had thinned out a little, the black goat, which had been dizzy from the fumes, couldn't help but complain:

"It really stinks to death! That bastard next to you with the sweaty feet even took off his shoes! Damn! My nose is full of the stench of rot right now!

We beg you, really, the lower cabin is too damn smelly! When we go back after the investigation, can you sit a little higher up?"

"Sitting upstairs is too expensive."

"Expensive my ass!"

Seeing that Li Ang was so stubborn, the black goat couldn't help but say angrily:

"We didn't ask you to sit in the one-silver-wheel VIP cabin! We asked you to sit in the standard cabin on the middle level! The boat ticket for the standard cabin is only five copper wheels!

Think about it! As long as you spend a mere two extra copper wheels, not only will you have a place to sit, but it's also ventilated. Isn't that better than being pickled in that can of salted fish in the lower cabin?"

"......"

Hearing the black goat's questioning, Li Ang smelled the stench on his own body that was rushing straight to his nose. He hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about the coffee stall owner who shared the same name as the Charle Company, and that cup of coffee that warmed him from the inside out this morning, he finally shook his head.

"Forget it, let it be a bit smelly. Two copper wheels are enough for me to eat breakfast for two days, and I can even add a slice of fried ham."

"We think you look like ham! Eat, eat, eat! Eat until you die! Ah!!!"

Seeing that Li Ang had made up his mind and was still going to sit in that damn lower cabin on the way back, the black goat could only blow the lingering stench out of its nose vigorously, then swore with despair in its eyes:

"Damn it! You wait until we get our strength back!

When that time comes, we must guard this stinking river every day. We'll flip over every boat that dares to pass, and slaughter every bastard who takes off their shoes in the cabin!"

(End of Chapter)