Chapter 586

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Ye Hua hid in Jiangning City's sewers in high spirits, turning a blind eye to the surrounding filth, instead feeling delighted in his heart.

Jiangning City's modern engineering began early; over the past century, imitating European and American countries, they built a crisscrossing sewer system. However, like most domestic cities, no matter how much money was spent on purchases, they were unwilling to spend a little on maintenance. Therefore, except for a few main pipes, the spacious underground passages became the home of vagrants and criminals.

Except for the rainy season, the most common things here were blood and rats.

Also worth mentioning was secrecy.

Several wars and countless movements caused the early architectural blueprints to be lost completely; except for a handful of people, few could clearly state the direction of more than 50% of the pipes.

As long as luck wasn't too bad, no matter what was hidden underground, it would be hard to discover.

Ye Hua decided to leave the missile in this branch's expanse, waiting until the winds calmed and waves stilled before retrieving it. For this, he deliberately found an old place, hid the items, then sealed the passage with removed bricks. Thus, except for him, no one else could find them.

Finally patting the heavy wooden crate, Ye Hua laid the last few bricks himself, nodding with satisfaction.

"Wang Tou, then our job is considered finished?" The several workers nodded and bowed, Wang Tou being the fake surname Ye Hua told them.

These people were local hoodlums, casually caught by Ye Hua to serve as coolies; now their masonry work was skilled.

"Finished." Ye Hua clapped his hands, saying: "Can you guarantee to keep your mouths shut after going to Thailand?"

"Yes, yes, Wang Tou, rest assured." A clever kid looked left and right, feeling vigilant in his heart.

Ye Hua gave a hehe smile, patted his waist, saying: "Go out, I'll send you onto the ship."

His words had not yet fallen when both hands drew daggers; one hoodlum fled forward without thinking, but it merely prolonged his life by five or six seconds.

After killing the hoodlums, Ye Hua wiped the knife clean on the corpses, then took out pre-prepared shroud bags from his backpack, putting the corpses on the ground into them one by one; finally, he used their clothes to wipe the blood dry, also putting them into the bags.

As for the remaining bloodstains, naturally rats would help clean them up.

After doing these, Ye Hua walked several kilometers around bends, finally abandoning the corpses in a secluded corner. Were it not for the organization prohibiting mutual killing, and were the ones he brought not elite members, there would originally have been no need to find hoodlums and kill to silence them.

It was truly a matter of great importance; he did not want to encounter any "special situations."

Finally memorizing the route once, Ye Hua took off his clothes, changed into brand-new casual wear, climbed out of the manhole cover, and stretched a big lazy stretch toward the sunlight.

This was his last lazy stretch.

The naked bear tightly encircled his neck, causing him to lose consciousness within a few short seconds.

"The Hall Master calculated truly accurately; how did he guess it?" The naked bear stuffed Ye Hua into the off-road vehicle like dragging a dead dog.

Divine Art Knight Yin Senjin hummed, saying: "The Lord's divine power is boundless; covering Jiangning is merely trivial."

Quan Cong researched many methods of divine power accumulation, and constantly experimented and evolved; by now, the divine power accumulated daily equaled one or two years of an ordinary Divine Art Knight. Chen Yi also practiced unceasingly every day; after over a year, purely in terms of divine power density and breadth, he was already at the top level of the Western Continent.

Yin Senjin and others privately discussed, feeling Chen Yi could fight ten against one; actually, it was far more than that.

Jiangning has 20 million people, and Southeast Province nearly 80 million. Just utilizing this one resource could reach dozens or hundreds of times the level of Western Continent city-states, let alone the idle forces of the whole country and the whole world not yet being fully mobilized.

Using divine power to cover Jiangning, then judging the position of iridium-osmium alloy, from the perspective of a Divine Art Knight, was indeed easy and natural.

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Ye Hua slowly opened his eyes; what met his sight was a white ceiling and dazzling sunlight. Beneath him was a single bed, the white sheets somewhat like a hospital's setup, but the three people sitting upright on the sofa directly ahead undoubtedly indicated this place was not a hospital.

Liu Xinyu, Jin Douna, and Chen Yi standing behind were originally speaking in low voices; seeing him wake, they all turned their heads.

Ye Hua's mind was clear; looking at Liu Xinyu, then at Chen Yi, after a moment's thought, he let out a long sigh.

Liu Xinyu gave a hehe smile, saying: "Mr. Ye, long time no see."

Ye Hua was one of several bigwigs of the Human Development Research Society, with extraordinary power in the Asian region; first-class families like Korea's Liu Family all had to look to his nose and eyes. Liu Xinyu had only seen him several times during training at headquarters.

"A man about to die, why put on airs?" Ye Hua had stayed abroad for a long time, but his speech was unmodernized. He curled his lip, sneering: "If you had the slightest intention of letting me go, you naturally wouldn't show your true faces. Whether kill or cut, come on; I'll rot all secrets in my stomach."

Although spoken with great righteousness, both pleas for mercy and threats had actually come out of his mouth.

Chen Yi listened with a smile, the corner of his eye twitching as he said: "The secrets you rot in your stomach, surely not the missile's hiding place?"

"Since we can't get it, don't you think you can get it either." Ye Hua spoke fiercely, hoping to save his life with this move. He had fifty percent confidence that Chen Yi couldn't find the missile.

Of course, he guessed wrong.

Chen Yi didn't give him an explanation, spreading his hands and saying: "Let's set this question aside for now. I have a doubt: where do you people of the Human Development Research Society keep your important documents?"

Ye Hua alertly glared, saying: "Why do you ask this?"

Chen Yi applied the Listening Scroll, repeating the question: "Where are your important documents kept?"

Ye Hua excitedly wanted to sit up; the handcuffs on his wrists chafed his skin red. This fellow seemed unaware, trembling as he asked: "Did you feed me a confession agent?"

In an instant, he himself was also confused.

If something like a truth serum had been injected, how could his thoughts be clear now?

Chen Yi shook his head, still asking: "Where are your important documents kept?"

Repeatedly asked questions would naturally leave a strong impression in the other's mind, and then subconsciously give an answer. Of course, this answer was only something he thought about in his head, but for a Level 7 Listening Scroll, constant repetition of thought and imagination helped extract complete information.

After about two hours, Chen Yi finally got the information he wanted: Polara Bank in Amsterdam, Netherlands.

The interrogated Ye Hua showed his old age; Jin Douna looked at him with pity, asking: "What now?"

"A secret organization wanting unified government orders and agile command will surely leave a large amount of information, so that if someone dies, the successor cannot command." Chen Yi also looked at Ye Hua, smiling: "I'll go to Polara Bank first; if the information is true, we'll discuss further actions."

Jin Douna wanted to ask more, but Liu Xinyu pulled her out.

Chen Yi smiled slightly, called over the Naked Bear, saying: "You go organize all students above Level 8 Body Technique, select two-thirds, and form 10 to 20 squads."

Next, he returned to Jiangbei Wharf, ordering Li Renchao: "Tonight, I will set off for the Western Continent; you reallocate the supplies."

Li Renchao immediately became nervous, nodding while picking up a notebook.

Jiangning on average had to provide 1 million tons of supplies to the Western Continent each month, including weapons, ammunition, and other durable goods, as well as fresh fruits, vegetables, and meat—although the Western Continent's fruits, vegetables, and meat were not lacking, being able to provide habitual food could to some extent ease the tense atmosphere of West River City.

Now it was not like the early days; back then the students were full of the honorable spirit of opening up territory and devoting themselves to carrying on the human cause, like astronauts preparing to land on the moon, never complaining about small matters. But with the expansion of West River City-State, it had become more and more like a normal border city; the sense of honor was diluted among tens of thousands of people, and the pressure from various changes made people anxious.

Li Renchao had to get the perishable and scarce goods aboard before Chen Yi left, which meant not only changing the work order of the Divine Art Knight towing teams, but even altering the train and ship routes.

Pull one hair and move the whole body; Li Renchao's job was to constantly maintain stability and increase efficiency.

That night, Chen Yi arrived on the West Continent and went straight to the Martial Arts Hall, ordering Cao Zheng to select Combat Skill Level students.

The Outer Hall was taught by Divine Art Knights, with high-level Combat Skill Level Knights handling attendance; though conditions could not be said to be the best on the entire continent, they were top-tier, and with Divine Oil, Knowledge Solvent, and other magic potions from the Saint Qiao Kingdom, the students' levels rose rapidly—so far, Xie Wuyang had come from behind to reach Combat Skill Level 5.

At this rate, within half a year at the fastest, Xie Wuyang could reach Combat Skill Level 8 and attempt to become a Divine Art Knight.

If choosing the Single Divine Art Knight path of Small Faith, even if Xie Wuyang's foundation was not solid enough, becoming a Divine Art Knight was a sure thing.

Compared to the West Continent's own elite training system, the Outer Hall's seemingly simple cultivation method was no less effective; if student talent was considered, the latter seemed even better.

Cao Zheng brought in thirty-two Combat Skill Level students in one breath, half of them Combat Skill Level 3, with a few at Combat Skill Level 4 and 2—nearly all the Martial Arts Hall's Combat Skill Level students.

Chen Yi glanced roughly; they were nearly all students from before the tenth session, many of whom he could name.

Looking around, Chen Yi said loudly: "Everyone, prepare yourselves; we are returning to Jiangning to carry out a mission targeting a certain secret organization. You will be organized into an armed squad to strike their strongholds. This is everyone's first long-distance mission, and I need you to prepare fully."

Chen Yi paused, seeing everyone's eager expressions, and added: "Within this secret organization, some can reach Body Technique Level 8 or even higher, so be careful."

That last sentence surprised the Martial Arts Hall students greatly; they had never seen a Body Technique Level 7 person outside the Martial Arts Hall before.

Chen Yi nodded with a feigned sternness, quite satisfied in his heart.

The Martial Arts Hall students came from Earth and were naturally unaffected by the Light Curtain's images; students at Combat Skill Level 3 or 4 could already block ordinary bullets, just like Chen Yi back then, and with awareness could almost be immune to Qiangxiang. As long as no major mistakes occurred, this group of students who had received nearly three years of militarized education, equipped with advanced weapons, could sweep away the Research Society's strongholds without problem.

Of course, his requirements were even higher.

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