Rustle, rustle...
As the girl solved the problem, the minds and mories of the entire Iron City were being conquered by a mysterious power. When the girl's spirit finally collapsed, the demonic field that had enveloped the district, causing countless illusions, began to collapse like a massive domino effect.
With the hospital building as the center, the dense and frenzied spiritual power rapidly expanded outward.
In the dark corridors, light bulbs flickered on and off.
Empty hospital beds seed to be pushed around by invisible ghosts, making a rustling noise.
Photos of nurses on the walls occasionally displayed eerie smiles.
mbers of the Iron City Superhuman Peacekeeping Squad, who were patrolling the area, also felt the change in the force field.
Uncle Gun was standing on a vertical wall, enjoying the thrill of the hunt, but suddenly lost his target's trail.
"Is it over?" he asked, retracting his shotgun and checking his precise electronic watch: "Hunting ti: two minutes and fifty-nine seconds..."
"Damn it..."
Lucky Sister, who was with Ye Feifei, noticed that their fuel gauge had hit the minimum mark but then felt the invisible force field dissipate. She looked up in surprise, confirming that the crisis was being resolved, and couldn't help but laugh.
She estimated that they had just enough fuel to drive back to the base.
"Captain, this ti we were very efficient..." the team mbers said over the comms device, laughing: "We solved the core in under three minutes..."
"No, it wasn't ..." Captain Ouyang replied, sounding busy: "It was Little Wei who went in."
Everyone was surprised: "Little Wei?"
"Yes, I didn't think he'd solve it so quickly..."
The team was astonished.
Captain Ouyang was even more surprised: "The key is, I can't find him now..."
"Will he be in danger?"
...
In a large tent with a church emblem, located on a hill about a hundred kiloters from Iron City, an old printer was spitting out page after page. A person in a combat nun's uniform picked up the papers, glanced at them, and then discarded them, only to pick up more.
These papers were filled with row after row of crosses.
The stack of papers was over a ter high, and excess papers were regularly taken out to be burned.
The nun was getting impatient when she noticed that the new papers had not only crosses but also many twisted lines. This made her excited as she waited for more.
However, the printer suddenly malfunctioned, making a sound like an old man coughing.
No more papers ca out.
The nun frowned, taking out the last paper and looking at the Seventh Wandering Sect Leader standing outside the tent, gazing towards Iron City: "Sect Leader, the search was interrupted. We only searched less than a third."
The Seventh Sect Leader, wearing glasses and a black priest's robe, showed no change in expression.
He spoke softly: "Did you find it?"
"No," the nun replied: "But in the end, so unclear lines appeared."
"I don't know if she had a new idea or actually found so clues."
"..."
"It t expectations," the Seventh Sect Leader said, taking the paper and glancing at it before discarding it in the wind.
Facing the nun's puzzled gaze, he smiled: "She's a smart girl. These twisted lines show she had an idea and found sothing close to the answer, but she didn't have ti to write it down..."
The nun looked more puzzled: "You're happy even though she didn't write it down?"
"This confirms my judgnt," the Seventh Sect Leader said with a smile: "I just need to confirm if the Divine Bell is really in Iron City. It's one of the few things that can prove the existence of gods. The elders will forgive for anything if I can do this..."
"For it, the elders will forgive no matter what..."
"..."
He said, his robes fluttering as he spoke: "Let Hesia bring out the Third Combat Team."
"They should be retreating from the city now."
"..."
"They..."
The nun's eyes showed concern and confusion.
"Don't worry, I understand the forr leader of the White Ghost Knights," the Seventh Sect Leader said with a smile: "With the Third Combat Team's power, even with two ntor-level mbers and sufficient firepower, they can't threaten Ouyang in an ambush. But Ouyang won't kill them either. He's very strong but also very lazy. Although he's made the boldest decision of his life, he still knows his limits. He won't like our people going in and will be very angry, but he won't really kill them. He might just give them a harsh lesson and leave a mark to express his anger, warning ."
"If it were any other ti, I'd care about this warning."
"But now, we don't have much ti."
He turned around, his smile warm and determined: "So I won't play gas with him anymore."
...
At the sa ti, Wei Wei climbed out of a window and circled back to his jeep without a word.
He opened the door, got in, and handed a paper to the car's pendant.
"Once..."
The pendant opened its eyes, saw the gun barrel, and quickly closed its mouth, swallowing the paper.
"I'm happy to help!" it replied, chewing.
Wei Wei started the car, turned around, and pulled onto the wide road.
"Hmm, are they looking for you?" the pendant asked, surprised after chewing on the paper, or rather, the demonic directive on it.
Wei Wei smiled: "It was just a girl solving a problem. She said the answer was in the end."
He seed to expect sothing: "Could it be..."
"No, it's not you..." The pendant shook its head before Wei Wei could express his desire.
"It's just that this demonic directive is related to you, but it's not looking for you..."
"How fascinating the outside world is," the pendant said: "Soone thought of using such a crude thod to search for clues from an entire city. This is unimaginable in our First Line of Defense. Give so ti; this demonic directive has great power... I need to think about what this thing related to you is..."
"I don't want that answer," Wei Wei said, though curious, but lost interest when told the real answer wasn't him. Hearing it needed ti, he shook his head: "I want to know where the person who handed out this paper is."
The pendant was surprised, opening one eye: "This thing related to you is very important..."
Wei Wei smiled brightly: "Finding the person who gave out this demonic formula is also important."
"Is it enough to just find the person related to this paper?" the pendant asked with a strange gaze, full of confusion.
"Of course not," Wei Wei replied, smiling happily while aiming his gun at it: "I want both answers, but first, give the target."
"No cost, two requests..." The pendant imdiately cowered, muttering softly before chewing twice and opening its other eye: "It's about three kiloters northwest... But I can feel she's moving away quickly..."
As it gave the answer, Wei Wei had already shifted gears and floored the accelerator.
The pendant asked, "What do you plan to do when you find them?"
Wei Wei looked at it expressionlessly, then smiled warmly and kindly: "They shouldn't deceive a little girl like that..."
He inserted the tattered pumpkin lantern into the car's left rearview mirror, admiring it contentedly: "So, of course, I'll go have a good chat with them about this pumpkin lantern story."
"Soone has to preach about doing good, after all..."
In the laughter, the modified jeep roared like a wild beast, speeding through the city towards the front.
The pendant's eyes sparkled with excitent as it muttered: "Madman... You'll bring a sea of blood to Iron City..."
Wei Wei's response was a hearty laugh: "Don't talk nonsense; I'm here to bring justice to Iron City..."
He suddenly lowered his voice: "Have you heard the story of the little girl with the pumpkin lantern?"
"Ha ha..."
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