Chapter 1815: Chapter 1808: An Ordinary Glass Ball
In a certain izakaya, dressed in a white uniform, Sugiyama Ryoko held her phone with a puzzled look. She couldn’t quite understand what Xu Haishui meant. From their interactions over this period, she had learned from Xu Haishui that the so-called Royal Court was actually the Northern Empire. Although the Sanctuary City they established was not a quarter the size of Cloud Gorge Base, it surpassed the base in the total number of Level 8 Powerhouses.
Moreover, Xu Haishui held a very high position in the Royal Court, second only to their Heavenly Khan. Yet, from Xu Haishui’s words, it seemed as though the people from the Royal Court were coming to Cloud Gorge Base to kill him...
Putting down her phone, she deleted the call record just now and changed the network connection. She then got up and pushed open the wooden door. The few men in suits standing outside noticed the movement behind them and hurriedly turned around, bowing in respect.
"Miss Liang Zi, do you have any orders?" several men asked respectfully in Japanese.
"Are the people from the Northern Empire coming soon?"
"Yes, our people found out that they seem to be coming specifically to celebrate Su Sigui becoming... the ruler here."
"How many people?"
"Not sure. From our current information, Li Henian will also be coming."
"Just for this..." Sugiyama Ryoko nodded and then, as if remembering something, asked, "By the way, where is Xin Wu now?"
"Sorry, we cannot disclose, but rest assured, Miss Liang Zi, the master’s situation is very safe now. Also... he has already become a Level 8 New Human."
"I see..." Sugiyama Ryoko expressed a bit of melancholy, finally sighing quietly.
"What is he doing now?"
"The Zombie King from the Flaming Sand Continent is advancing toward China =. Upon learning this news, the master is now gathering people to form the Candlelight Army."
"Candlelight Army? Is he going to fight?"
"Yes, but we must not be discovered by others. The master said that after humanity’s victory, the Bushido spirit of our homeland will shine brightly again!" Upon speaking this, the men’s expressions turned solemn, their faces filled with pride.
Sugiyama Ryoko looked at these men quietly, unsure of whether to encourage or persuade them to be more realistic. The Zombie King wasn’t something that could be dealt with just by talking. Given the situation, when the Four Great Zombie Kings simultaneously attack the Chinese Continent, the only effective fighting force might be Su Sigui alone. As for the others besides her, whether Level 1 or Level 8, would be no better than cannon fodder.
Unless, more Level 9 Powerhouses appear—not too many, but at least a small margin—otherwise, humanity’s victory would be like a daydream.
She truly couldn’t understand where these humans got such courage.
Perhaps, as she speculated, Su Sigui was just leading humanity in a struggle, gambling on a sliver of hope so tiny it’s almost invisible, while primarily preparing for humanity’s inevitable defeat.
Candlelight...
Burning oneself to let life explode with powerful and brilliant light in the last moment, only to be greeted by endless darkness afterward.
Sugiyama Ryoko took a deep breath, reluctantly pushing aside her negative emotions, and pulled herself together to speak to the men in front of her, "I want you to investigate someone."
"Miss, please feel free to order. We will surely accomplish it."
"..."
Two days later, a transport plane from the Royal Court flew over Cloud Gorge Base. The massive air helipad slid to the instructed place under program control, while the extremely hot blue flame erupted from the transport engine below was gradually shrinking. Soon, it landed steadily on top.
As the hydraulic drive mechanism operated, the cabin door slowly opened. But next moment, a big hand grabbed the down edge of the cabin door, a tremendous force forcing the three-meter-wide door to "boom" bounce upwards.
"We’ve arrived!" a few prairie big fellows couldn’t wait to jump out from inside, then began jostling each other, appearing very boorish.
As more people emerged from the transport plane, they looked disdainfully at their jostling companions, wanting to act reserved on someone else’s turf. Among them were Bai Huipeng, Saio, whose body sizes differed somewhat from those burly fellows. But soon, they were pressured to reveal their original selves under the influence of the atmosphere.
Saio was a bald foreigner man, who often wore a wig when going out due to image considerations. Yet, moments after disembarking, his wig was ripped off by Chu Zha—a guy half a head taller than himself from behind.
"You f*ck..."
"Want it? Come and snatch!" Chu Zha grinned mischievously, throwing the wig to Tu-E. Unbeknownst to him, the guy just won quite some Yajin in cards and was gleefully counting, reacting a step slower when the wig was thrown over. Just reached out to grab yet Saio intercepted his wig first with speed, just as he re-donned his wig the next second, Hu Ji emerged from somewhere climbing on him like a monkey, reaching and tearing.
But pulling here while pressing there, how could a wig withstand that? A ripping sound later and Hu Ji split it right open from the middle; it’s done, wearing it led to the Mediterranean style—further destroying its image. Better not to wear it at all.
"Hey, your ass is on your head." Who said this, nobody knew, but it stirred unanimous laughter from everyone. Bai Huipeng nearby was puffing smoke, hearing this and the smoke freshly drawn into his lungs came out in coughs.
"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."
"Damn thing don’t jump around, you break it, use your newly won Yajin to fix it. Not enough, sell yourself."
"Screw your mother."
"Come, come, everyone gets one copy. The stuff on top is quite precious, when we go in pick out and eat from these, no matter tasting good or not, just ravage it. Su Sigui’s like the second Wu Zetian now, loaded with riches."
"Wonder if there’s shark sashimi inside, never tried it."
"Want pig intestine sashimi? Stuffed with chocolate filling type."
"Get lost get lost, that’s only for a jerk like you."
"Your motherf*cker!"
"..."
Soon, Tang Ye also appeared in the transport plane cabin, except playing with a "stone" as large as a baby’s fist—a "crystal" with gradient color effects in others’ eyes.
"Look again, what’s its color?" This is the Evolution Crystal from the Nightmare Zombie King, and at this moment, Tang Ye placed it in front of Ah Fu for observation.
But Ah Fu’s expression turned painful, scratching his head unnaturally, looking for a long time without making sense out of it.
"Boss, this is black... though doesn’t look like it, it was clearly red just a moment ago..."
"It’s neither; look more closely again."
"Boss, this thing really is the Zombie King’s Evolution Crystal, but why does it look to me like just an ordinary glass bead?"
"Cannot tell, forget it."
"What color did you say it was?"
"How can I describe it to you? If I could describe it, you would have long ago... useless."