286: Chapter 263: The Child 286: Chapter 263: The Child Salvo after salvo bombarded towards the breach in the nuclear island and the rescue convoy below, forcing Naruto to stay put and intercept.
“You bastard!
Do you have any idea how many casualties a destroyed nuclear plant would cause?!”
“Looking at the Fukushima incident, if you don’t count, there won’t be any casualties, right?
Plus, if I do all the bad things, that ans there are no bad things left in the world, which ans I’m a good person.”
Li Cheng curled his lip, feeling a hint of regret as he watched the blasts.
If he could take Naruto hostage or capture him, he would have a bargaining chip in negotiating with Toy City.
Pity.
The roar of engines grew louder as five Divine Eagle Gunboats, searchlights blazing, sped quickly toward the nuclear plant through the night sky.
“Let’s go!”
He shouted to Gray Rain and mounted his bat-winged heavy-duty motorcycle.
Gray Rain had just faced the Fierce Fire Spell; first, she relied on the defense capabilities of her Liquid tal to withstand the initial blaze,
and while Eugene thought she was lting away, she activated her Subtle Spirit Assault Skill, closing the distance and smashing a hamr onto Eugene’s skull.
A series of ripples spread across the body of Eugene, each signifying the shattering of a defensive accessory.
Having paid a heavy price to reduce the force of the Skull Shattering Hamr by ninety-nine percent, a trio of cracks still ford in the middle of Eugene’s skull, bone fragnts denting inwards as blood poured out,
sending him flying backward.
Clinging to the last thread of his consciousness, he cast Phantom Shifting, teleporting onto the safety shell’s edge on the nuclear island, next to Naruto.
“Tsk.”
Failing to deliver a fatal blow, Gray Rain clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, transford into a giant iron ball, rolled towards Li Cheng, and hung onto the back of the heavy-duty motorcycle by a chain, speeding away from the location.
Three of the five Divine Eagle Gunboats stayed behind at the nuclear plant to assist Naruto with defense, while the remaining two pursued relentlessly, hanging close behind Li Cheng.
At this point, the gunboats didn’t care about the possibility of harming civilians, with their multiple pulse laser turrets firing straight at the road below.
Boom boom boom!
Pulse lasers riddled the cent pavent with pits and craters,
and Li Cheng, maintaining the Multi-threaded Brain Domain thod, held the motorcycle handle with his left hand, while his right hand retrieved a monocular night vision scope, a sonic locator, and a thermal imager from the storage, attaching them to his body with the Assembly Puppet special effect.
With his nervous system connected to the electronic devices, new perceptual abilities spontaneously erged in Li Cheng’s mind,
allowing him to “see” invisible light,
and “hear” ultrasound and infrasound.
This felt akin to how a young girl might feel astoundingly excited and instinctively sense the addition of a phantom manhood while watching an adult film for the first ti in her life.
Ignoring this bizarre comparison, Li Cheng, now equipped with sensory organs, truly achieved a literal sense of seeing every direction and hearing every sound.
His brain processed a vast amount of information at lightning speed,
integrating the motorcycle’s speed, the angle of each laser turret, the rotation speed of the turrets, and the intervals between pulses of laser fire into his calculations,
nimbly controlling the heavy-duty motorcycle, slithering along the road like an eel to avoid a series of artillery blasts, and driving into a mountain tunnel.
The tunnel was about seven ters high, making it difficult for the gunboats to enter.
Two thuds were heard as the back doors of the two gunboats opened urgently, and two squads of interstellar soldiers didn’t bother with descent ropes, jumping straight down from mid-air onto the highway.
A thick fog created by the Fog Concealnt Skill filled the tunnel; the traffic at both ends dared not drive into the mist, slamming brakes to a stop, barely avoiding a series of car accidents.
A yellow Chevrolet Camaro sports car, nearly rear-ended, transford into the Transforrs’ Bumblebee amidst a series of “cool click-clack” chanical sounds, cursing a long string of obscenities at the vehicles behind through its car radio function.
(According to the setting, Bumblebee’s voice system was damaged by gatron during the battle, so he could only use the car’s radio to capture so audio clips to speak on his behalf)
The car behind was the black sports car from “Cars,” and, unwilling to take Bumblebee’s accusation lying down, it let out a string of African-Arican slang and even lifted its front wheels, giving Bumblebee the finger with the universally recognized offensive gesture.
The scene was chaotic, all sorts of toy cars—four-wheel drives, go-karts, electric remote control cars—were all jamd together, even including a motorcycle warrior playing the violin accompanint.
It was the epito of relaxed chaos.
“Charge!”
The interstellar soldiers maintained a high level of tactical discipline, forming a column without the need for verbal communication and pushing into the fog, alternating with bomb guns for cover to guard against any sudden enemy attacks.
The expected ambush never ca, and when the interstellar soldiers reached the center of the dense fog, they only saw a large pit dug into the concrete floor of the tunnel, unveiling the sewer hidden below.
And Li Cheng and Gray Rain had disappeared.
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Perhaps considering the future explosive population growth from the very beginning of its construction, Toy City’s sewers were quite spacious, enough to allow vehicles to pass through.
“To gauge whether a country or a city is developed, a downpour is sufficient.
It might have the money to build skyscrapers, but lack the commitnt to develop sewers;”
Li Cheng rode his bike on the stone steps along the sewer, sincerely comnting, “Skyscrapers are visible; sewers are not.
You have to wait for a heavy rain to see their true colors.”
“Are you talking to ?”
Sitting on the back seat, holding on to Li Cheng’s waist, little Gray Rain asked in confusion.
She didn’t want to turn into a big iron ball and roll around in the sewers, so she simply split her body in half, diving into the Electronic Pet Egg,
and the remaining half turned into a one-ter-two-tall little Gray Rain.
Her size was reduced, her vocal cords shortened, hence her voice also sounded more child-like, making one wonder, “whose kid is this?”
“No, just quoting a certain Miss Long Yingtai who prefers to remain anonymous.
According to her standards, a city like New York that can be flooded by 37mm of rainfall is undoubtedly a heartless and undeveloped city.”
Li Cheng casually remarked while pulling out a wireless cara with a battery from the warehouse, gluing it with tape on the sewer wall as a surveillance marker.
Bartmos had previously hacked into Toy City’s network system and stole a copy of the sewer map from City Hall.
Li Cheng followed the map, weaving through the sewer and into the abandoned subway tunnels, vigorously spraying Odor Remover on himself,
then he took out a fist-sized pink Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pill and bit into it.
The thing emitted a fragrance like Immortal Elixirs, and it tasted good, rather like a sweet lion’s head atball.
His nearly depleted Spiritual Power Value instantly filled up to 630/630, though the Erosion Level was still present, showing as 315/1000.
“This trip really put us in the red,”
Gray Rain muttered, “Didn’t kill Eugene, and even increased the Erosion Level.”
“It’s not entirely a loss; at least we got this.”
Li Cheng picked up the Skull Shattering Hamr, which still had Eugene’s blood and bits of bone on it.
His fingertips brushed against the dried bloodstains, his facial muscles twitching as he transford into…
Eugene’s appearance.
“Help set up a broadcasting studio,”
Li Cheng took out a cara, a spotlight, a laptop, and said with a mysterious smile, “It’s ti to put on a show.”
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