Chapter 379: Already Preparing for the Airship's Crash

Ah, entropy increase......

Ying Duo silently repeated those two words in his heart once more.

So who gave this name?

Did you go mad studying chemistry?

That actually reminded Yang Yixie of the playing card that Xi Ren Sheng showed him last time; the back also had an "S+".

Back then he thought it was a game rating, but they actually used their brains?

Ying Duo's gaze scanned the hall's surroundings; how would the Dome react?

According to Bai Mu Yun, the Dome and the Church appear peaceful on the surface, but secretly they stab each other.

Now this group of Undead has hijacked the airship; does the Dome choose negotiation or a full assault?

If it's negotiation, it shows the Dome's attitude toward these players is relatively mild, at least they don't want to make a big mess.

If it's a full assault... now that would be interesting.

Ying Duo's eyes narrowed slightly; he was more inclined toward the latter, at least that would make the Dome's stance clear.

But anyway, staying here forever is just too boring.

These people can use Aberrant Arts, but clearly lack experience; otherwise they wouldn't have missed him wandering around the banquet hall.

Ying Duo sprang into action.

Mei Weisi caught a glimpse of a scene with the corner of her eye, but merely shook her head helplessly.

He originally thought the people Bai Mu Yun brought back would be as unambitious as him, but turned out they were restless.

How does Bai Mu Yun manage to slack off like this, with everyone around him more restless than the last?

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Urgent footsteps echoed in the corridor; a man in a black suit hurried down the long hallway, with two fully armed guards tightly following behind.

They finally stopped in front of a tightly shut metal door, and the man in the black suit raised his hand to press the communicator by the door.

"We are from the Intelligence Department; we need to interrogate a few Undead."

A small window in the door opened, revealing a pair of weary eyes.

"No."

"I know this doesn't follow protocol," the man in the black suit said urgently, "but Undead have hijacked an airship, and they specifically demanded those people."

"Don't even think about it."

The voice behind the door cut him off, its tone laced with helplessness.

"Those Undead are the Minister's test subjects; who dares to touch them?"

The man in the black suit frowned, "I only need to interrogate a few—"

"Interrogate?" the voice behind the door sneered, "You try interrogating one? When the Minister was taking inventory, he found someone missing, and you think you can fill the gap?"

The man in the black suit fell silent; he knew the other side was speaking the truth.

Although Fang Zhiyan spent years holed up in a laboratory, his reputation was renowned, and no one dared to challenge him.

Those Undead he marked as "test subjects"—whoever moves them dies.

"But those Undead..."

"Go straight to the Field Operations Department to prepare; anyway, don't bother me."

The voice behind the door was about to close the small window when a series of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

They were light and slow, as if stepping on everyone's heartbeat.

The man in the black suit spun around abruptly; white hair, red eyes, a white lab coat fluttered slightly behind Fang Zhiyan, his steps neither hurried nor sluggish.

But his face was full of displeasure at being disturbed.

Cold sweat broke out on the man in the black suit's back instantly, yet he stammered out:

"Fang, Minister Fang."

Fang Zhiyan stepped in front of him, his dark red eyes looking down from above, devoid of any warmth.

"What are you arguing about?"

The man in the white lab coat behind the door was already pale with fear, but he still pushed open the perpetually shut door, bowed properly, and explained the current situation.

"Minister, a group of Undead hijacked an airship... they are blackmailing us to release the batch of Undead we captured in Silver Moon City..."

Fang Zhiyan just stared at the man in the black suit without speaking; something was slowly turning within his dark red eyes.

The man in the black suit felt as if an ancient ferocious beast was staring at him, making even his breathing difficult.

"Interrogate..." Fang Zhiyan began, "my test subjects?"

The man in the black suit opened his mouth to say something, but found he couldn't produce a sound.

Fang Zhiyan looked at him, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

That smile made the man in the black suit's legs go weak, nearly collapsing onto the floor.

Fang Zhiyan was about to speak, then turned a corner.

"What is the designation of that airship?"

The man in the black suit froze for a moment, then instinctively replied, "FH-017......"

Fang Zhiyan nodded, then turned toward the still trembling white lab coat.

"Send the batch of Undead from Silver Moon City over there."

The white lab coat froze in place, even instinctively questioning Fang Zhiyan's words.

"... What?"

"Go exchange hostages with them." Fang Zhiyan, unexpectedly patient, even repeated it.

"Move faster; if you're late the airship will crash, and be nicer to those Undead, including cooperating with their subsequent evacuation operation."

Bai Da Gua was completely stunned; the test subject the Minister had painstakingly retrieved, and now they wanted to send it away so easily?

And they even demanded that they be a bit friendlier toward those lab mice?

He instinctively lifted his head and looked at Fang Zhiyan.

Then he saw the corner of Fang Zhiyan's mouth bearing a faint, half‑present smile.

But it didn't make anyone feel creepy.

That expression only appears when the Minister is in a good mood.

But... why?

"What are you still standing there doing?" Fang Zhiyan's voice drifted over.

Bai Da Gua flinched and quickly nodded.

"Y-yes! I'll take care of it right away!"

He spun around and ran, wishing he could sprout two more legs.

Fang Zhiyan watched his silhouette vanish at the far end of the corridor, while he remained rooted in place.

Then he slowly turned his head again, looking at the Black Suit still frozen in place.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Hei Xi Zhuang shook his head frantically, hurriedly catching up to the white lab coat ahead, desperate to leave this suffocating place.

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"Did something happen outside?"

Luo Jinyou watched several people wielding energy guns, clad in bulletproof vests and with their heads covered, walk past them, not even sparing a glance.

Bai Mu Yun's illusion was indeed powerful; although they had only moved to the side of the corridor, the two of them simply ignored the pair and walked past.

Bai Mu Yun's illusion not only concealed their forms but also suppressed the Mutation he had previously been unable to control.

No wonder they dared to bring him onto the airship directly—so brazen and fearless.

"... What are you thinking?"

Seeing Bai Mu Yun looking pensive, Luo Jinyou pressed on.

He had previously wondered what the other Co-Absorption cultists would be like, since those Dark Raven members out there were notoriously infamous.

In the end, Bai Mu Yun was not only gentle toward ordinary people, but also made no harsh demands of him.

Or perhaps Bai Mu Yun was simply too lazy to bother with him?

"I'm just thinking, if the airship crashes, how much energy would I need to cushion the impact when we hit the ground?"