Chapter 310: Weak as Ants (3k)
The sea breeze is humid, yet the sunlight is somewhat fierce.
The weather in Binhai City cannot be considered particularly beautiful at this time of year.
Luoshui wears a sun hat, standing by a shipping container, watching her master lead a group of people to inspect cargo ships and storage facilities arriving from Nihong.
Her skin is fair, appearing somewhat blindingly white under the sun; by her appearance, she does not look at all like a police officer capable of field duty.
The young man responsible for warehouse registration is distracted, frequently glancing at Luoshui, not even hearing Song Xian's reminders several times.
*Snap. *
Something suddenly exploded in his ears; only then did the young man in work clothes turn his head, look at the dark-skinned criminal police officer, and lower his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry, Officer. I will implement these regulations later. Our Binhai City customs and warehouses will prohibit the entry of any old-fashioned videotapes!"
Song Xian frowns deeply and turns to leave, which makes the young man somewhat flustered, thinking his earlier behavior had displeased the officer; he wants to explain, but sees the other party waving a hand with his back turned.
Song Xian is already accustomed to such things; he frowns only because he had subconsciously tapped his two fingers against the air just now, causing a cracking sound.
He is becoming increasingly used to this Superman-like body, and he is performing such inhuman actions more and more often.
Song Xian feels worried about this.
If an official Reincarnator like him is already like this, the situation for those "wild" Reincarnators hiding in various places in the city will only be more severe.
As the strength of Reincarnators increases, this group will become increasingly unstable.
No law or morality can permanently restrain a group that has mastered Transcendental power, and furthermore, these are Transcendental beings who might die at any moment.
Manic behavior is an uncontrollable illness for these people; when they feel their lives are not guaranteed, what difference does it make whether they are erased by the space for violating rules or killed by Plot Characters and other Reincarnators in mission worlds?
With his brows locked in a frown, Song Xian feels immense pressure; he returns to his apprentice's car in silence, saying nothing, his mind still pondering how Dongxia can maintain stability under such circumstances.
He has made contact with several Title-level Reincarnators in the space, but none of them have stated their positions; the only thing that brings him comfort is that 【Empty】 has given him a promise not to allow Reincarnators with destructive power exceeding the limit to use their abilities in Dongxia.
But that person did not tell him what the standard for that 【limit】 actually is.
"Master, the higher-ups suddenly said they want to completely ban the circulation of old-fashioned video players and seal off all old-fashioned videotapes on the market. Is it because of that incident in Nihong..."
Luoshui asks tentatively; she knows there are many things her master cannot speak of, and she has been strictly forbidden from getting involved in those matters.
But she is not stupid; the timing of the two events is too coincidental, and her family is well-connected enough to know that there are already rumors in Nihong of a Cursed Videotape spreading in the shadows, with dozens of people meeting their end in just two days.
Song Xian sighs, rubbing his brow; the pressure of executing missions in the space, combined with the increasingly severe situation regarding Reincarnators in the real world, has already left him feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
But Dongxia currently has fewer than a hundred officially registered Reincarnators, a number completely unable to cope with the events that might occur across such a vast territory.
For now, he can only pin his hopes on the various high-precision technological weapons currently being developed by the military being put to use as soon as possible, while also hoping to win over more Reincarnator teams in the space to stand on the side of maintaining order.
"Yes, someone opened something very dangerous in Nihong, which could trigger a disaster on a global scale at any time."
"And this kind of incident easily produces a very negative influence, letting many ill-intentioned Re... ill-intentioned guys imitate the crime."
Perhaps because the pressure is truly too great, Song Xian rarely reveals his worries to his apprentice.
Luoshui sits in the car without starting it; she recalls the internal news she saw recently, as if terrible things are happening all over the world.
A tragic explosion occurred in Australia, and it is said that several high-ranking national officials died; Australia has now been listed as a high-risk area, and Dongxia has issued an evacuation notice to all citizens on Aozhou Dao.
And Southeast Asia is also very chaotic; it is said that in Myanmar North, rioters have brazenly occupied large swaths of neighborhoods and towns, and have brazenly killed the magistrates.
"Myanmar... seems very close to Teng City..."
For some reason, Luoshui thinks of that person again; she occasionally remembers the clean appearance of the other party standing by the window and looking back at her when they first met.
The other party has a face completely different from his growth resume.
Song Xian takes a moment to recall the young man named Bai Cangshu; linking this to the other party's highly abnormal resume, he is certain that if that guy enters the space, there is a very high possibility he will grow.
"Student Bai went to Teng City for work, right? You might as well remind him that there might be a big situation in Myanmar recently, and suggest he return to Binhai."
"If he really needs work, if not, we... no, you can arrange one for him."
Song Xian shakes his head, negating his own thought of actively finding a way to send the other party into the space; Reincarnators are mostly short-lived creatures.
The 【Nantianmen Project】 currently being conducted in secret by Dongxia recruits soldiers from military Elites, and they are recruited under the name of a 【Suicide Squad】; all soldiers who sign up to participate have voluntarily risked their lives for the greater good.
He cannot drag Bai Cangshu into such matters.
Luoshui nods, half-understanding; she prepares to organize the information well, determined to make Student Bai thoroughly understand how dangerous and terrifying Myanmar is now.
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"Oh, oh, is that so? Thank you so much, Officer Luo. I hadn't even heard that such a thing happened in Myanmar North..."
"Mm, yes, they actually killed the magistrate and the armed soldiers in several barracks; it's truly too dangerous. I will definitely be careful."
"Return to Binhai? I can't go back for the time being; mm, I am highly valued by my boss and have to wait until the project is finished before I can go back. Don't worry, I will definitely be careful."
Lin Qinfu and Du Enqin stand at the entrance of the presidential suite, both with their heads lowered and faces somewhat pale.
In their eyes, Bai Laoda, who is speaking in a gentle and polite tone at this moment, is leisurely examining the head wrapped in white cloth in the room.
Untying the white cloth with one hand, looking at the head of the dead Great Zen Master, while conversing with someone on the phone in that tone, truly makes them shudder.
Bai Cangshu hangs up the phone; he can be considered to have obtained a bit of useful information from that naive police officer, even though the other party did not speak very clearly.
Combined with the other party's mention that a terrible big event will happen in Myanmar in a while, Bai Cangshu already has a guess in his heart.
During this period, more and more Reincarnators have begun to try to challenge the existing order, so at a time like this, I am afraid the true behemoths that control this world must be about to take action.
Bai Cangshu, wrapped in a bath towel, throws away the phone, picks up the aged head again, and tosses it back to the woman.
"Du Enqin, you did well. Since this old guy is stubborn, why not just change to a different Great Zen Master."
"Tsk, they call him a Great Zen Master, yet he is no different from a Mortal; it really is disappointing."
He did not see anything miraculous or different from an ordinary person in this head; there are rumors in the space that the real world also possesses some hidden supernatural power, but clearly, this Great Zen Master is not among them.
Du Enqin followed Bai Cangshu's orders to persuade her master to agree to the 【Paradise Project】, but the nearly hundred-year-old Zen Master clearly could not understand what 【Paradise】 was; he refused Du Enqin's good intentions.
Knowing Bai Laoda's cruel nature, Du Enqin thought that if her teacher opposed Bai Laoda, he might be killed soon; perhaps to avoid punishment for failing the task, or perhaps wanting to earn merit, she directly murdered her teacher.
And she returned to the hotel with the Great Zen Master's head.
Bai Cangshu actually would not waste any thought on such a small matter at all, waving his hand to signal the two to leave.
"Later, have those old guys from the local tribes sort out the relationships in this area; I want to know who is truly standing behind these forces."
Lin Qinfu nodded hurriedly; he was now ostensibly the initiator of the Paradise Project and, at this moment, the "Big Boss" who occupied nearly the entire Wa State region.
He possessed power, but behind this power lay the terrifying deterrent force of Bai Cangshu.
He did not have to be accountable to anyone, but as long as Bai Laoda was dissatisfied, he could be finished off at any time; this situation, where power and pressure were intertwined, made Lin Qinfu's broken leg and broken hand seem to no longer hurt.
His efficiency in getting work done was unprecedentedly high.
After the two left, a cleaner quickly came to the room with her head lowered to replace the blood-stained carpet for Bai Cangshu.
The female cleaner bent over to roll up the blood-stained carpet and kept backing away, her buttocks bumping into the legs of Bai Cangshu, who was standing in place.
The female cleaner fell down as a result and turned her head to look at Bai Cangshu with a shy expression; what was revealed from beneath that navy blue work uniform was, surprisingly, a delicate face.
The woman took a look at Bai Cangshu's face, and the blush on her cheeks grew even more intense.
"Sir, I didn't expect that not only do you have power, but your appearance is also so stunning~"
The woman's voice was soft, like a murmur, and also like the shyness of someone wanting to speak but holding back; Bai Cangshu also shook his head and chuckled.
At the very Instant Bai Cangshu shook his head and looked away, the shy woman instantly pulled a black pistol from her bosom.
Bang!
The bullet struck Bai Cangshu between the eyebrows in an instant.
The woman's face lit up with joy, but the next moment, she felt an unbearable burning pain all over her body.
Whoosh!
Blazing flames ignited; Bai Cangshu looked at the woman whose skin was tearing open in the fire, and he smiled—naturally, not because he was moved by the woman's performance, but because he realized that now, when facing this kind of so-called professional assassin, he could only feel it was ridiculous and laughable.
Whether it was her heartbeat, breathing rhythm, or the movement of drawing the gun, everything was too slow and too weak.
Tap, tap, tap, slap!
Hearing the screams, Du Enqin, who had just gone down the stairs, ran back in a panic; this hotel was now her property, and she was terrified of being blamed, so she ran harder than anyone else.
But pushing open the door, she only saw Bai Laoda standing by the window with his back to her, seemingly looking at the scenery, while in the room, a woman engulfed in flames was rolling and wailing, soon falling silent.
"I'm sorry, Bai Laoda, I will handle it immediately; I will thoroughly investigate everyone in the hotel at once, and I will definitely find the mastermind behind this!"
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