Chapter 392: Official Developments

Lao Bao stood beside him, his temples already began to throb.

"Partner," Xi Ren Sheng reached out and tugged Ying Duo's trouser leg, his tone especially aggrieved, "You don't know, Hua Jian Lei is up to something and even deliberately marginalized me."

Ying Duo lowered his eyes, "Marginalized?"

"Exactly!" Xi Ren Sheng waved his hand in the air, "Do you know what he made me do? Infiltrate the fashion show, sketch dresses—just the textbook case. After drawing, I have to pretend it's my original work!"

He got more animated, his grass‑green hair bobbing, "And now he's gone out with others to cause trouble, leaving me here alone to sketch dresses!"

Ying Duo's face remained expressionless, while Lao Bao's temples throbbed even harder.

"Partner, tell me, is this something a person does?" Xi Ren Sheng looked up, his gaze sincere, "We caused so much trouble in the Dome, and now he actually throws me to sketch dresses? I—"

"Ahem."

Lao Bao coughed once, and Xi Ren Sheng turned his head, looking at him with a lingering discontent for Lao Bao's interruption.

Lao Bao scratched the back of his head, his orange hair a tangled mess from his own rubbing, and tried to explain the situation to Ying Duo:

"Hua Jian Lei's side has legitimate business and is temporarily absent."

"This operation is a cooperation with the officials of our world. You should know the situation in the Dome is very complicated; Undead find it hard to survive here. Our assigned task is to incite chaos, draw the Dome's security forces out, and create an opening for the officials' rescue operation."

He paused, glancing at Xi Ren Sheng still seated on the ground.

"So the fashion show side… indeed needs someone to infiltrate; the rescue work is being carried out by the officials' members."

Although Entropy Increase is now especially famous in the Dome—almost everyone knows they're a terror group composed of Undead—in reality their internal ranks consist of only a few people.

Even though Hua Jian Lei hustles people everywhere, getting a group to act under the Entropy Increase banner and pull off a few deeds, it's basically a case of 'once used, it's over.'

The officials proactively approached them for cooperation, letting Entropy Increase handle diverting part of the Dome's security, and they showed sufficient sincerity.

"The officials…"

Ying Duo heard that and elongated his voice ambiguously.

He trusts the officials, and the officials indeed live up to everyone's hopes, having already prepared for the rescue of Undead.

But can it really succeed? After all, the disparity between worlds is evident; the power gap between the two worlds is an uncrossable chasm.

One hopes the officials have a trump card or a sufficiently detailed plan to make this decision.

Speaking of the fashion show, Bai Mu Yun was also watching the related promotion at that time, which means he'll also go to the venue?

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White light poured down from above, cold to the point of having almost no warmth.

Bai Mu Yun leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze fixed on the person lying on the test platform not far away.

Luo Jinyou closed his eyes, appearing to be asleep, yet his tightly furrowed brows indicated he was not resting peacefully.

The room was very quiet, the clock on the wall ticking second by second, and he finally couldn't hold back, asking aloud:

"How much longer?"

Fang Zhiyan didn't look up, "What's the hurry?"

Bai Mu Yun's brow twitched; he wasn't in a hurry, he just didn't understand why he had to keep waiting here.

Luo Jinyou is doing a check—what does it have to do with him?

Fang Zhiyan said to bring the person, so he did, and when they arrived here Fang Zhiyan just left him waiting beside, and has been waiting ever since.

"Alright," Fang Zhiyan finally withdrew his hand, writing a few words on the nearby Observation Record, "He has no major issues, his fusion with the 'God' fragment is better than yours, and so far no mental problems have manifested."

"Then that shouldn't involve me either, right? I'll leave now," Bai Mu Yun said, lifting his foot to walk out.

"Wait."

Fang Zhiyan's voice came from behind him, unhurried.

Bai Mu Yun turned his head; Fang Zhiyan was staring at him, that indifferent gaze awakening a memory Bai Mu Yun preferred not to recall.

"You also lie down."

Bai Mu Yun's whole body froze in place.

"What did you say?" Bai Mu Yun's voice sounded a bit airy.

"Lie down," Fang Zhiyan tapped the nearby test platform, "You've also been in Tianmian City for many years without returning, right? Rest assured, it's only some basic examinations."

Bai Mu Yun didn't move, "I don't need it."

"You do."

Fang Zhiyan lowered his head, continuing to write on the Observation Record, "Your situation differs from others; after staying in Tianmian City so many years, a check won't hurt."

"I feel my body is fine."

"There are plenty who feel fine," Fang Zhiyan lifted his head, his words oddly tinged with threat, "But guess how many actually survived the experiment?"

Bai Mu Yun paused in silence, then slowly walked over and stood at the edge of the test platform.

He looked down at the white slab, his complexion far worse than when he saw the Ying Guang Lu on Ying Duo.

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When Liu Shu lugged a tattered cloth bag out of the market, the sky had already turned completely dark.

Calling it a market is a stretch; it was just a few makeshift stalls set up by wasteland traders. He was lucky today, snagging some purified alien flora.

He hugged the bag to his chest, glanced at the few leaves, and couldn't help muttering:

"This little thing could cover half a month's worth of my food money."

He said that, yet he squeezed the bag even tighter.

Everything's pricey in the Dome, especially purified food.

It's hard to say whether he's lucky or unlucky, since he hasn't awakened any Aberrant Arts; even if the officials act, it doesn't involve him. At best he can pretend to be deaf and mute; dangerous matters never reach him.

Yet this made him more worried; he heard that Yang Yixie in this world apparently isn't dead, and has even become a wanted criminal on the Church's side, with an absurdly high bounty.

Coincidentally, when this news reached him, Yang Yichen had already been dispatched by the Foreign Ministry for an overseas assignment, so this bad news slammed onto his head. Hopefully Yang Yichen can stay rational......

He knows it's hard, just as when he sees comrades who died in reality still alive in this game world, he can't help losing composure.

Liu Shu walked down to the base of his building, just as he was about to turn into the unit door, his steps suddenly halted.

In the shadow below stood a person, a strange pale green light faintly outlining his silhouette.

The person wore a black hoodie, a style that is rare to be normal these days, but the hood had two upright black cat ears.