Chapter 385: Who's flying the airship?

His mother's hair was white as snow, she stood there stooped, supported by an undead beside her; she had already recognized him, her cloudy eyes straining to look this way, her lips trembling slightly, as if calling his name.

He couldn't hear, but he knew what she was shouting.

That was his nickname.

He only felt his blood rising more and more, as if even the world before him had grown a bit redder.

Was it the desert sun making him dizzy, or had he completely flushed?

He felt as if a thin veil had been draped before his eyes, and the air seemed to permeate with an inexplicable fragrance, faint yet giving a slight warm intoxication.

「This is...... 」

The fragrance gradually became noticeable; someone unconsciously took a deep breath, and their gaze began to blur.

「So, so fragrant...... 」

More people smelled that fragrance and fell into a kind of half-dreaming, half-awake state.

Their eyes were vacant, yet the corners of their mouths bore a faint smile, as if they were having a wonderful dream.

The people of the Dome were the first to realize something was wrong.

「Hold your breath! This smoke is problematic! 」

But it was already too late; the smoke spread too quickly and was overly relaxing.

When they had just inhaled it, they thought it was some lady's perfume; by the time they realized, it was already too late.

Even the resolute members of the Dome experienced a momentary dazedness upon inhaling the smoke.

Hua Jian Lei stood behind the crowd, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This is his aberrant art; this move currently has little lethality, merely making people lower their guard and produce some...... wonderful hallucinations.

The crucial point is that Hua Jian Lei's mist is not only bewitching, it also blurs vision.

The man in the black suit blinked, instinctively glancing at the person in the white coat, who also looked at him.

Their gazes met in the air, they froze for a second, then both looked away.

「Cough cough. 」

The black-suited man gave a dry cough, striving to bring his focus back to the matter at hand.

But what he didn't notice was that the hostages, originally gathered together, had begun to move stealthily within the mist.

Of course, Hua Jian Lei's ability seemed useless on certain people.

Ying Duo remained expressionless; his golden eyes stood out especially clear amid the thin pink mist.

Hua Jian Lei winked at him; Ying Duo gave no response, merely turning and walking toward the airship.

The airship he had seized naturally belonged to him.

Because Hua Jian Lei had previously given a preventive shot to the few undead among his comrades, when someone noticed something amiss, the bandits also began using the mist as cover, gradually escorting their families away to nearby safety.

Hua Jian Lei found an opportunity to slip Ying Duo a small note, then after seeing off all the bandits, he softly blew a whistle.

The pink mist began to dissipate; by the time the Dome's people came to their senses, all the bandits had withdrawn.

The black-suited man stared for a moment, then whipped his head around, shouting, «Where are the people?! »

No one could answer him.

The bandits who had just been standing there, and the «undead relatives» he had personally escorted over, all vanished.

Only a mess littered the ground, and a faint pink lingered in the air.

The white-coated man's complexion was quite natural; frankly, when Ying Duo told him to pull the people back, he had been wavering over whether to really do it.

Now that the people are gone, Director Fang's order should have been fulfilled.

At least in that regard, the hostages remain safe, and no further mishaps occurred.

The white-coated man raised his hand and patted the black-suited man's shoulder; their resolve was fairly firm, but those so-called «upper-class folks» are another matter—if we don't separate and send them back, what if they really hit it off here?

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Ying Duo reached out and pulled out the note Hua Jian Lei had just slipped him, unfolding it.

Although I can understand Hua Jian Lei might not be used to handwriting this font, the characters are admittedly rather ugly.

The heavens are vast, peaks layered; the floods are overwhelming, reaching the sky.

It seems this must be the temporary base set up by Entropy Increase; Ying Duo slipped the note into his pack and suddenly fell silent.

Is he about to start underground liaison work again? He just left Tianmian City not long ago, and already he has a new street spot in the Dome.

While thinking, he opened the Team Channel.

Just as he disembarked from the airship, Bai Mu Yun had been frantically calling him; anyway, he'd already let the little robots explore the airship's interior, and the procedure to fly the ship was simple enough to manage.

From now on, this airship will be their Co-Absorption dedicated craft.

【Bai Mu Yun: What's the situation? Where did you fly the airship to, some desolate mountain ridge?】

【Bai Mu Yun: First, I don't want to play wilderness survival with you; second, do you think the fashion show I mentioned is just me joking with you?】

【Bai Mu Yun: ……Don't you want to make an appearance at the fashion show and really show off your Ying Guang Lu?】

It's clear Bai Mu Yun really wants to rush back to join that fashion show, even saying something that goes against his conscience.

This is truly rare; he must therefore properly satisfy Bai Mu Yun's uncommon pursuit.

【Ying Duo: Done with the work, rest assured—this airship is already our Dome's dedicated craft; it will definitely get you there in time.】

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「...... 」 Bai Mu Yun stared at Ying Duo's message, momentarily at a loss for how to reply.

「What's up? 」 After a few prior instances, Luo Jinyou also guessed that Bai Mu Yun was likely in Ying Duo's Team Channel.

After all, Ying Duo's Team Channel is really useful; no matter the distance, you can see each other's positions and communicate.

So the fact that Ying Duo could be a Dome undercover agent is surprising—given such a handy ability, he freely told several people without reservation.

Faced with such trust, who would go on to doubt?

"Your roommate hijacked the airship, just now threw the others to the Dome, and now the airship has become our private craft."

Bai Mu Yun said lightly, yet there was always an ominous foreboding.

"Ah... then who is piloting the airship now?"

How to put it, Luo Jinyou actually didn't feel the slightest surprise.

After all, just now the two of them clearly saw from the porthole the scene of those people being forced down, how to say......

It's hard to judge.

His roommate was like a human trafficker, taking the people on the airship and exchanging them for a bunch of good stuff.

Speaking of it, Ying Duo's essence is that of a human trafficker, right?

Bai Mu Yun, however, after Luo Jinyou spoke, discovered the crux of the problem.

Indeed, if everyone was driven off by Ying Duo, then who is piloting the airship?

Although he believes Ying Duo's expertise in this regard, yet......

Bai Mu Yun glanced at the flashing Ying Guang Lu text in the Team Channel, and an ominous foreboding enveloped his whole body.