On one of the black jeeps, a burly man was operating the machine gun mounted on the roof, firing at Zhou Yu and the others.
"Da da da..."
Bullet holes appeared on the ground.
But it was useless. Zhou Yu and the others were too fast; they were already gone before the bullets arrived.
Soon, a strange sound came from the man in the jeep. Then, his head was seen to have rotated 360 degrees, only capable of making muffled sounds.
Following that, Wang Hu charged forward and ferociously blew up a jeep.
Zhao Yingdie, with a sword strike in mid-air, cleanly severed another jeep in half.
The reinforcements went mad. They had never seen such a scene.
These people were not human at all; they were like the superheroes from Hollywood movies—Superman, Spider-Man, Batman, Captain America. How could they possibly defeat them?
Before long, these people, along with their vehicles, were reduced to scattered debris, not a single one still breathing.
Ning Beichen did not stop them. Since these people were not from the Eastern Ancient Kingdom, Ning Beichen didn't care if they died.
Moreover, the Red Helmet Army was not a good organization to begin with; killing them was acting on behalf of heaven.
Professor Dalachi was eventually carried away, as he was completely terrified.
Soon, Ning Beichen and his group left the Red Helmet Army base.
To call it a base was an understatement; it had now become a graveyard. One could only wonder if eerie wailing spirits would appear at midnight.
"Uncle!"
Dalachi's nephew, who was extremely anxious, saw Dalachi return and ran towards him, embracing him excitedly.
After a while, Dalachi finally learned the whole story from his nephew. The uncle and nephew then hurried to Ning Beichen to express their gratitude.
"Esteemed sir, thank you very much for saving me..."
Dalachi rambled on with a long string of compliments and expressions of gratitude. Ning Beichen had to interrupt him.
"Professor Dalachi, I've come to see you about something. Do you recognize this young lady?"
Ning Beichen showed him a photo of Ms. Su's daughter.
Dalachi took the photo, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and after examining it carefully, he confirmed with Ning Beichen.
"I know her. Her name is Susu. She was a former student of mine, and she has immense talent in archaeology."
"Do you know where she is? You see, she's gone missing. Her mother has entrusted me to find her and bring her back."
Ning Beichen told him.
"A week ago, she came to see me. She had discovered something extraordinary and hoped I could offer some advice. She showed me some animal skin scrolls, which contained ancient writings and maps."
"I had done some research on these writings before, so I helped her translate them. However, there were still some unresolved issues, especially concerning the maps, because the origin of the animal skin scrolls was too ancient, and the terrain had undergone many changes. After I helped her with the translations, she went to the oldest library in Madilo to search for clues..."
"That's all I know,"
Dalachi told Ning Beichen.
"Uncle, we must leave now. We need to get out of here."
Dalachi's nephew urged him.
Although Ning Beichen had dealt with the Red Helmet Army base, it wasn't completely eradicated. It was not safe for them to stay there, and Ning Beichen had even advised them to leave.
"Thank you, Professor Dalachi. We'll meet again someday."
Ning Beichen said to him.
"Goodbye, esteemed Mr. Ning. If you find Susu, please send her my regards."
After Dalachi said this to Ning Beichen, he and his nephew left their home, preparing to settle elsewhere.
Not long after, Ning Beichen also left, heading for Madilo.
There was no other way. Ning Beichen did not have the animal skin scrolls or the map, so he could only follow the clues he had obtained to continue searching for Ms. Su's daughter.
Moreover, their timeline was significantly delayed. By the time Ning Beichen arrived, a lot of time had already passed. However, Ning Beichen had no better alternative.
Searching for someone all over the world was more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
Furthermore, Ms. Su's daughter might have encountered some danger, or someone might have warned her, causing her phone to be unreachable or her number changed, making it impossible for Ning Beichen to contact her.
Approximately four days later, Ning Beichen arrived in Madilo.
There was no help for it; the two places were poles apart. Even with airplanes, direct travel was not possible, requiring several country transits and the need to obtain passports and other necessary documents.
Therefore, by the time Ning Beichen reached Madilo, it was at least four days later, and finding any trace of Ms. Su's daughter was impossible.
Moreover, Madilo was different from other places. In other locations, Ning Beichen could find people connected to Ms. Su's daughter, but here, there was only a library.
Ning Beichen asked the librarian, but the librarian had no recollection. This ancient library was truly ancient, so old that it didn't even have any surveillance cameras.
The handwritten logbook did have Susu's name, along with the date and time, but this was of no use to Ning Beichen and provided no help in their search for Ms. Su's daughter.
"Master, what do we do now?"
Yan Xiong asked.
"Find someone to ask."
Ning Beichen said.
Yan Xiong and the others were confused. They knew too little about this world.
Ning Beichen did not explain much to them. Before long, Ning Beichen led them into a Chinese restaurant.
Ning Beichen had them find a table to sit down and then placed half a copper coin on the table.
After a while, a waiter in the restaurant saw the half copper coin on the table, and his expression immediately changed.
Seeing this, he respectfully bowed to Ning Beichen, picked up the half copper coin from the table, and left.
Soon after, a man in a white Tang suit appeared, nodded at Ning Beichen, and asked.
"Sir, is this half copper coin yours?"
"Yes. I believe you've inspected it and found no issues, correct?"
Ning Beichen asked him.
"No issues. I never thought that after half a century, someone would still possess a half copper coin."
The man in the white Tang suit said with a sigh.
"As long as the copper coin isn't fake, I can make my request now, can I?"
Ning Beichen said.
"Of course. However, it's not convenient to talk here. Please follow me, everyone."
The man in the white Tang suit said politely to Ning Beichen.