Chapter 52: Assault

Weiniya looked dazed; she had just been ready to rush out and fight.

But she still obediently followed the teacher to tidy up, asking as she went.

"Teacher? Why aren't we going to help?"

"What help? They're coming straight for us!"

Zhang Jie had long anticipated this outcome; the rules and laws within the wall area were uniformly established by each wall area's "Guardian".

Only these immensely powerful Guardians could suppress these hunting teams and barely maintain order inside the wall.

And the hunting teams do not allow senseless killing inside the wall; Zhang Jie had also anticipated that they might use the excuse of needing to eliminate the Cyber Madman to cause trouble for them.

"I didn't expect them to come so fast."

Zhang Jie quickly packed his portable surgical tools—just a few small mechanical devices and some parts—as well as the Han sword and books his father left him.

Weiniya also seemed to realize they had offended Weilong Technology, and she sped up her packing.

Within three minutes, the two had packed most of their belongings; Weiniya stuffed her small satchel with plenty of food, though she actually had little else to bring.

"All packed?"

Zhang Jie said, quickly taking out a bag of blood packets and splashing them around the room, then tossing aside a few unusable prosthetics, drawing his Han sword and releasing a sword aura that left slash marks on the prosthetics and walls, fabricating the scene of his demise.

"All right, teacher!"

"Alright, let's go!"

"On a dark, windy night, it's the perfect time to flee!"

Zhang Jie and Weiniya, agile, swiftly vaulted over the wall beside Zhang Jie's clinic and ran toward the nearest alley.

Before Weiniya climbed over, she glanced one last time at the trash bin that had almost been her grave, and at the prosthetic clinic where she'd spent nearly a year, memories flashing through her mind.

She pressed her lips into a smile, quickly hopped down the wall, and ran with Zhang Jie into the alley.

Outside the dark alley lay a bustling district; their attire wasn't particularly eye-catching.

Zhang Jie gauged the direction, then hurried with Weiniya toward another direction—the suburb inside the wall area, also known as the slums.

"Teacher! Where are we going?"

Despite Zhang Jie's current tension, Weiniya inexplicably felt a strong sense of excitement.

"It feels like we're eloping with the teacher!!!"

Her mind, poisoned by online short dramas, began to wander again; she thought she had no other ambitions in life—just watching melodramatic brainless shows, having snacks and meat daily, and staying with the teacher.

Isn't this the pinnacle of happiness in life?

Unbeknownst to them, danger had already locked onto the two and was rapidly closing in.

After putting some distance between them, Zhang Jie reached out to stop a taxi; just as he was about to get in, a mechanical sword extended from somewhere and slashed at his neck with ruthless precision.

Clang!

Weiniya's combat optical prosthetic gave an early warning; she swiftly extended the mechanical sword on her arm and barely managed to block the blow for Zhang Jie.

The wielder of the mechanical sword hesitated for a moment, seemingly never expecting anyone to be able to block her attack.

At the instant Weiniya and Zhang Jie counterattacked, the person flickered and instantly retreated several meters away.

Only then did Zhang Jie make out the person's appearance: clad in tight mechanical armor, with jaw and half the head encased, wearing a VR-like analyzer over the eyes, and sporting a single ponytail.

"Hunting Team!"

Zhang Jie thought to himself, "Not good; even though we fled decisively, were we still discovered?"

Shortly thereafter he got his answer from another person: behind the mechanical swordswoman stood a man wearing a mask studded with multiple prosthetic eyes.

"It's a cybernetic hacker!"

Zhang Jie realized how they had been exposed; meanwhile, Weiniya and the swordswoman had instantly activated Stanweistin to engage in a blade clash, their figures flashing everywhere, blades and swords intersecting incessantly.

Meanwhile, in the taxi Zhang Jie had just hailed, the driver had already fled at the first moment, his escape speed astonishing.

Moreover, the cybernetic hacker and the mechanical woman were surrounding Weiniya; in their view, Zhang Jie, lacking prosthetics, posed no threat whatsoever.

The hacker's prosthetic eye on his mask lit up, locking onto Weiniya's position; Zhang Jie immediately realized something was wrong.

"He's hacking Weiniya's prosthetic!"

If he succeeded, Weiniya would very likely be plunged into a life‑or‑death crisis instantly.

Zhang Jie reacted swiftly; his inner qi surged like a river, his Han sword leaving its sheath instantly, and a sword aura burst forth.

The cybernetic hacker seemingly never imagined that an ordinary person without prosthetics could unleash such a powerful attack; he hastily raised a shield for defense.

But he was hardly a close‑combat specialist; Zhang Jie's steps were swift as a leopard's, and he darted to the opponent's front, pointing his Han sword at the throat.

The hacker stumbled back, regretting bitterly that he should have heeded his boss's advice and paid more attention to this prosthetics‑less person.

He had previously thought nothing of it, believing that anyone with prosthetics couldn't withstand his head‑lock thrust, let alone a mere flesh‑and‑blood human.

The facts proved him wrong; the Han sword pierced straight through his throat, instantly transfixing his entire brain, and his vision flooded with countless red pop‑up warnings.

Whoosh!

The Han sword was drawn, bringing out a spray of blood and a few wires; the cybernetic hacker collapsed stiffly, silent.

"Weiniya! I'm coming to help you!"

Zhang Jie disposed of the foe before him, gripping his Han sword and rushing to Weiniya's side; the duration of their Stanweistin ended, and their movements instantly returned to normal speed.

The mechanical swordswoman's eyes widened behind her mask; she couldn't understand why her teammate had been killed so easily, when the opponent was merely an ordinary person without prosthetics!

The swordswoman tried to create distance, but Weiniya clung to her relentlessly; the opponent's sword technique was unfathomable—appearing like a novice's, yet it held her in a crushing grip.

The opponent's entire body was a weapon—hands, elbows, knees—every part could strike her from any angle, while she had only her sword.

"Teacher! Sword aura!"

Weiniya shouted, shoved the mechanical sword aside, then performed a rabbit‑kick‑eagle maneuver, sending the swordswoman's body recoiling instantly backward.

Before she could react, three fierce sword beams tore through the air, arriving instantly; blood sprayed, and the mechanical swordswoman shattered into several pieces scattered on the ground in an instant.

"Teacher! Are you alright?"

It's fine, hurry up and get in the car!

Zhang Jie quickly brought Weiniya into the small car the driver older brother had given them, then floored the accelerator and sped off.

Soon...

The remaining three arrived at the scene, seeing the mechanical swordswoman and cybernetic hacker shattered across the ground, then looked at the image sent by logistics, their faces grim.

In order to restrain that Cyber Madman, they left three people behind on the spot.

They were originally afraid the two teammates couldn't restrain that Cyber Madman, so they only sent the mechanical swordswoman and the hacker; they had explicitly told them beforehand to first kill the guy without cybernetics, yet the hacker still slipped up.

The man full of evil aura clenched his teeth; that mechanical swordswoman was the goddess he had been dreaming of— not a single hunting squad had any women!

Just like that, he died...

Fall back!

Huh? Boss, aren't we going to keep chasing?

Chase? Chase shit!

That garrison has already noticed us; he's not an idiot!

Keep chasing! You all better not think you'll get any good juice!

Have logistics monitor their movements; once they leave the walled area, inform me!

Okay, boss.