116: Chapter 110 Assassin 116: Chapter 110 Assassin The definition of a deep red alert is a hazard to the entire city, but the range between the upper and lower limits is actually quite vast.
Blown out of proportion, a Chromatic Spider with interference ability could barely be counted for a deep red alert (the spider horde consus a hundred people a day, over thirty thousand a year),
a nuclear explosion over a city can also qualify as a deep red alert.
（Modern nuclear weapons systems, compared to their yield, pay more attention to increasing the weapon’s survivability and accuracy.
Taking the U.S.
military’s currently active 450-kiloton TNT equivalent W88 nuclear warhead as an example, its thermal radiation burn radius is only 8.62 km.
It would take a dozen, several dozen, or even a hundred of them to devastate a modern large city）
To trigger seismic waves of that magnitude, you’d need at least the energy level of several nuclear bombs.
“Confird, it’s nothing serious.”
Yuan Zhixia showed Li Cheng the latest text ssage she had received, “A five-kiloter fissure temporarily appeared in the north of the city.
It’s already closed itself up now.”
Fissures that connect to the killing field can randomly appear in any corner of Earth, and in the vast majority of cases, these fissures are extrely small and brief.
They will annihilate and disappear on their own within microseconds.
In extrely rare cases, large fissures that can maintain for a long ti will appear, but this doesn’t necessarily an they will cause destruction to human society—the killing field is just too vast, and it’s highly probable that the other side of the fissure is a wasteland or vacuum, with only a small chance of monsters “crossing over.”
Noticing that Li Cheng was still frowning, Yuan Zhixia casually explained, “If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.
There are plenty of experts in the Special Affairs Bureau in Yin City; it’s not that fragile.
As long as there’s no need for the governnt to mass send ergency texts, advising ordinary people to seek refuge in subway tunnels, underground parking lots, and the like, there’s no need to worry.”
She paused slightly, then asked, “What about you, have you had any nightmares recently?”
“No, what’s up?”
“The Cervantes you reported and caught, after interrogation, confessed all the intelligence he knew.
He’s helped the Special Affairs Bureau solve quite a few cases, so it’s possible he’ll attract retaliation from the Wild Laughter Troupe.”
Yuan Zhixia shrugged, “That bunch of crazies dare to think and act, stealthily concocting an underage Assassin Organization.”
“Ha?”
“Picking out ten-year-old orphans or left-behind children from welfare hos and villages, they first teach them to cruelly kill stray cats and dogs with bows and swords (since killing stray animals isn’t illegal), then train them for a year or so to develop a ruthless nature and killing skills, and then take orders online to carry out murder missions.
By law, suspects under the age of 12 are considered incapable of criminal responsibility and do not bear criminal responsibility.
Even shooting soone dead with a pulley bow and arrow, or setting a house on fire with an Incendiary Bottle, does not constitute a cri.
Those who have reached 12 years of age but not 14 years of age should bear criminal responsibility.
However, the punishnt should be lighter or mitigated.
If they get caught at this stage, at most they’d be sentenced to three or four years and, with so luck, they’d still be under 16 when they get out, allowing them to take orders again—after all, death penalty doesn’t apply to those under 16.
That is to say, they could at least take three orders before they are adults, with a paynt of 2 million per order, first transferring the money abroad, and then remit it in small amounts back to the country as cash.
6 million is enough to live a lifeti in a place with cheaper prices.”
Yuan Zhixia casually said, “Additionally, all the managent of the Assassin Organization is also undertaken by minors.
When managent personnel are about to reach adulthood, they imdiately break ties with the organization, avoiding criminal responsibilities.
They then hand over organizational privileges to other minors.”
“Pfft,” Li Cheng’s eyes twitched, “That’s logically self-consistent.”
“This plan was devised and implented by that brat Cervantes and a few of his harebrained friends.
According to him, it’s called the original renunciation system.
The Assassin Organization is called ‘Mock Cigarette Factory,’ corresponding to the ‘Alcohol Factory’ in Conan, with each mber adopting a cigarette brand for their codena.
Cal, Marlboro, Winston, Rick V, and so on.” “Wait, isn’t there a reformist e-cigarette mixed in here?
Recomnd a thorough investigation @Lidang Dingzhen.”
Ignoring Li Cheng’s mockery, Yuan Zhixia continued leisurely, “Fortunately, we discovered it early.
When the Special Affairs Bureau followed the clues provided by Cervantes, the underage kids had already started simulating indoor CQB in an abandoned factory.
If it was any later, and they committed so major cri, it really would’ve been troubleso to deal with.”
This has also been a common dilemma for the officials since the arrival of the killing field – laws made during peaceful tis are having a hard ti adapting to new issues arising in the new era.
It’s just that the situation cannot be made public.
Yuan Zhixia continued, “Besides the minor Assassins Organization, the Wild Laughter Troupe has also stirred up a transnational elderly cri syndicate in Europe and Arica.
The principle is similar, only the mbers are all over 75 years old, suffering from illnesses, and without children to care for them.
They are assigned tasks like drunk driving into people, smuggling, printing counterfeit money, transporting illicit drugs, and so on.
Those over 75 are exempt from the death penalty, and if sentenced to long-term imprisonnt, it’s actually better – the elderly without children can take refuge in the prisons of high-welfare countries.
If many are arrested together, they can keep each other company and chat, enjoying their twilight years.”
“Fine…”
Li Cheng’s eye twitched again and again, no wonder the Wild Laughter Troupe is so abhorrent to both humans and dogs, completely acting out of malice and self-disinterest, just wanting to watch the world burn.
But, co to think of it, for them to have hopped around for so long without being killed, they must be very powerful, or very good at hiding…
“The one who introduced you to the mission at that ti, Zhangsun Yao, she’s a smart person, knows the stakes, and won’t leak your information.”
Yuan Zhixia put away her phone and stretched lazily, asking casually, “But are you sure you don’t want to join the Special Affairs Bureau?”
Li Cheng pondered for a mont, “Hmm…
At this stage, I still want to focus on my studies and prepare for the college entrance exam.
I don’t want to settle down too early.”
“You kid.”
Yuan Zhixia rolled her eyes majorly upon hearing this; players are a bunch of daredevils who don’t know if they’ll be alive tomorrow, they should be grateful for each extra month they live, let alone have the leisure to think about college entrance exams.
Even Yuan Zhixia herself, if not for her quick wit, being able to learn anything swiftly and significantly reducing training ti,
She would have found an excuse to drop out and train at the headquarters of the Special Affairs Bureau.
The effects of the earthquake did not last long, and soon the city issued a notice—so districts’ schools are temporarily suspending classes for ergency safety assessnts conducted by the relevant authorities.
Other districts’ schools continue as usual.
Unfortunately, Zhuoyue Middle School did not need to suspend classes, and under the teachers’ lead, the students returned to the classroom, full of complaints, to continue the exam.
“If the earthquake didn’t co, I’d have to take the exam; now that the earthquake is here, I still have to take the exam.
What’s the point of it happening then?”
Han Letian, with a mournful face, lay on the desk.
He had been busy boasting with classmates on the playground and had completely forgotten to review the test answers – a huge loss.
Li Cheng was writing answers, while still contemplating Yuan Zhixia’s invitation to join the Special Affairs Bureau in his mind.
Compared to lone wolves, the biggest advantage for guild players lies in the word ‘system’.
Lone wolf players can only acquire equipnt and items through thods like opening boxes, buying, or renting, and often they would receive items or skills they don’t need or can’t use.
To trade or exchange with others, they must waste energy, money, and most precious ti cost.
But the core players of a large guild have none of these concerns.
Even if the items or skills they get from opening boxes are not to their liking, they submit them to the organization, and the organization imdiately converts them into contribution points and digs out suitable items from the warehouse to hand over for use.
Not to ntion, the guild would also teach skills at cost, such as Inner Strength, Fighting Energy, Telekinesis, Arcane, Spiritual Energy, Chakra, Original Force, and other power systems that Transcendents need to cultivate themselves.
‘Multi-threaded Brain Domain thod and Experience Playing thod, while both are decent skills, still can’t instantly boost combat power.
Maybe I should pray at a temple too before I open boxes next ti?
I’m not asking for much, just a Magnetic Field Rotation, or a Super Saiyan transformation would suffice.
Then I could just move bricks every day, making tens of thousands a day…’
Li Cheng was daydreaming, opening his mind’s eye.
Influenced by the Multi-threaded Brain Domain thod, a dozen streams of thoughts were criticizing in his mind.
“Co on, Lao Cheng, you’ve even beco picky?
Why don’t you just punch 1111, see if the killing field sends you so Hellfire.”
“Teacher Da-Cheng, I think you’re like Empress Wu waiting in loneliness – losing ‘Li Zhi’ (reason).”
“Nonsense, Lao Cheng is clearly like the Queen Mother on her cycle – hysterical.
We suggest sending him for shock therapy at a ntal hospital imdiately.”
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