Chapter 1188: The Reality of the Move
Chapter 1188: The Reality of the Move
After the purple seeds came out of Chiyan Villa, they gradually floated towards Dodo Street on the outskirts of the city.
This is the largest slum in the central city of Lunovilla. The original sect obtained some of its "ritual materials" from here, and they never concealed this fact.
The purple seeds floated towards here, but this time they were not floating aimlessly, but were looking for something according to where they were.
Under the intervention and propaganda of primitive sects, many people living here receive relief supplies, numb themselves with cheap drugs, and watch and enjoy various entertainment activities with low-cost implants.
They all know that they can sell themselves for a good price, and many people think so at the beginning. However, when most people reach the critical value, they are left with endless regret and fear. They only want to escape and are unwilling to fulfill their promises.
Implantable monitoring, weak constitution, and drug addiction make it impossible for them to do such a thing even if they want to. Instead of lying down and waiting to die, they might as well go and make some money.
Of course, there are also some people who would rather lie there even if they see the critical value appear, unwilling to face the reality, and have no consciousness to resist anything.
In the sky above this block, a purple seed was circling and flying. Under the chaotic lights here, no one noticed this tiny speck of light as small as a speck of dust.
After wandering for several hours, he sneaked into a rental house filled with wine bottles and syringes through a gap in the window.
Finally, it landed on a corpse. The long-term damage to his body caused by drugs and the consumption of implants made his body completely shriveled, but in fact, he was just a man who was less than 40 years old.
At this moment, as the seed fell into his eyes and seeped into his brain, the alienated tissue inside the seed began to spread outward, clinging to various important organs and infusing strands of energy into them.
After a while, as his heart started beating again, his body gradually regained temperature, and finally he slowly sat up.
He looked at the glass bottle on the side, and what was reflected in it was a haggard and pale face with deep eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and messy and greasy hair and beard.
This is a person of East Continent descent.
At this moment, the deep eye sockets became extremely dark. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, everything was cloudy.
He stood up and found that the water and electricity here had been completely cut off, but there was still half a bucket of bottled water. He poured it out and washed his face, then changed his clothes and walked out.
His purpose was very clear. He walked directly to the checkpoint set up by the primitive sect. He wanted to sell himself.
The people at the checkpoint were obviously familiar with him, but they were a little surprised to see him: "Old Zheng, are you still alive?"
"Ah, alive."
Old Zheng replied woodenly.
"Strange! I thought you, a wimp, would just lie there and wait to die." The inspector looked at him twice.
Old Zheng didn't say anything more and said, "I want to cross the river."
The inspector was cheered up. "It seems you have made up your mind. Hmm..." He added something that seemed light but very real: "Don't worry. I will give you a lot of money for your life. Will you give it to you or your daughter?"
Lao Zheng only has fragmentary memories.
He said, “I won’t take it.”
"Okay, that's fine. I didn't expect that. Old Zheng, you still have some conscience. But according to the old rules, we have to check. Don't let you die on the road. If you do, your daughter won't get the money, and she will have to go all the way to collect your body, right?"
"Ah."
The inspector didn't say much, pointing to a biological testing device nearby, "Stand on it. You've seen this many times, right?"
Lao Zheng walked up without saying a word, put his hand on the testing equipment, and felt his palm sink slightly while his fingertips became slightly numb.
"what?"
The inspector looked at the test spectrum above and felt a little unbelievable. It showed a gray-green light, which meant that although the owner of the body was weak and extremely unhealthy, he was generally normal.
He knew Lao Zheng. He hadn't been seen for many days. His health was completely broken and he couldn't even go out. In this situation, he could only wait to die.
I had been planning to go check it out today, and bring it back if it wasn't dead, but this situation...
But he was too lazy to care about so many things. They had targets, and they would pull one if they could. No matter what the patient's physical condition was, they would just send him up and not make things uncomfortable for themselves.
"That's fine if it meets the requirements."
He went to a card machine nearby, tapped a few times, and after a few clicks, a piece of cut paper rolled out and he handed it to Lao Zheng.
"Take it. Tomorrow you..."
"Tomorrow, today isn't possible?"
"I'm in a hurry to be reborn."
The inspector looked at me in surprise, and then asked suspiciously, "Did you take some strong drugs?"
Then he chuckled again, "Even if it's used, it's okay as long as he doesn't die on the way. Okay, today." He took the seal and stamped it on the paper.
When handing it to Lao Zheng, he said, "You haven't seen your daughter?" Lao Zheng didn't say anything.
The inspector didn't care. "Yeah, it's better not to see him. All right, wait over there at 12 o'clock tonight, and then you can follow us. Remember our boats should not be mixed with those from Tavatinya."
Lao Zheng took the paper and sat down on a bench at the side. There was a row of people sitting here, but their eyes were empty and numb.
Lao Zheng closed his eyes.
Alienated tissue in the body is kept to a minimum.
After a long time, someone patted his shoulder. He opened his eyes and saw that people on both sides stood up one after another, and there was a person in front who was calling out something.
It started to drizzle at this moment. They clenched the papers in their hands and followed a man in raincoats in a daze.
After arriving at the dock, we boarded a ferry. There were immigrants from East Continent, Tawatinia and Paranio, all mixed together. After boarding the ship, everyone was asked to take a pill, which seemed to have a strong calming effect.
He could clearly estimate that this thing would be effective on this body for more than twenty hours. By that time, the voyage should have been just halfway through and he had not yet reached his destination. He did not resist and fell into sleep in a short while.
After Chen Chuan released the seeds, he didn't care about it anymore. He had no way of knowing the specific situation after the seeds fell. This was an ability that only the fighters of Dongxuan Temple possessed.
He couldn't completely control the seed's behavior after it was possessed, but he had left a trace of spiritual power in it beforehand, which would make it persistently act towards a goal.
After the seed enters the appropriate body, it usually needs to maintain a balance boundary, but it is not so easy to collapse in just a few days. The most important thing is how to bring the message back.
Fortunately, he didn't need to possess the body and turn back. As long as he found the crack, he could tell him the approximate location and the clear answer by committing suicide.
If all goes well, there should be results within two days.
And once he confirms the news, he will take action immediately.
While he was waiting, he received an invitation.
In recent days, various groups and organizations in the Federation, as well as some news media have sent him invitations, but he has rejected them all. He is not a diplomatic negotiator and has no interest in these things. It would be better for him to practice more with this time.
But this one is special.
It comes from Yuanren Company.
He stared at the Yuanren Company logo on the invitation and thought, "Are you here?"
Looking at the signature above, the inviter, Gao Xinjian, is the current helmsman of Yuanren Company.
He thought deeply about it. Originally, he came to the Federation to solve the problems of his original company.
After seeing the memory potion left by this life's parents, he had some guesses, but they had not been fully confirmed. If he could meet this person, it would help to confirm some things, and then decide what to do.
After checking the time and place of the meeting, he said to the attendant, "Go tell the person who handed in the invitation that I will be there on time tomorrow."
The attendant saluted and went out to reply.
After Chen Chuan and others went out, they didn't think about it anymore and continued their original practice.
The next afternoon, he and his guards boarded a special car and left Chiyan Villa, heading for the Chazbrunn district south of the central city.
The meeting place this time was held in the famous Mottu Square Pillar Hall.
Ninety years ago, the Federation was founded not long ago. Since it was founded in a "wild" land, in order to supplement its historical and cultural heritage, it looted or purchased a number of ancient buildings from all over the world at high prices, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to move them back after completely dismantling them.
Motetu is one of them. Over the past few decades, it has been expanded on its original ruins and has been transformed into a banquet and reception venue with a unique style.
When Chen Chuan entered the hall under the guidance of the receptionist, he saw that the stair steps were supported by thin and tough branches, which seemed to be suspended in the air.
The place for eating is a series of square column-shaped platforms, which are staggered in height and vary from 20 to 30 meters above the ground. The overall distribution is like a wave-like spiral. The highest place that seems to have no enclosure is where people eat.
This is the famous Die Ti Yan Zhu.
Whether it is to climb up or sit on it for a feast, it requires a certain amount of courage for ordinary people.
But it didn't have much impact on him, let alone ordinary fighters. He walked straight to a banquet pillar in the center, stepped up, and soon reached the highest point.
The space here is actually big enough, about 40 square meters. But standing here and looking down, due to the deliberately created visual height difference and the transparent floor tiles like glass plates underfoot, most people would probably still feel a sense of thrill when standing in this place with no support.
A middle-aged man stood there, his posture straight and his demeanor calm. Behind him stood a black-haired woman with a quiet temperament, standing there like a silent shadow.
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(End of this chapter)