Embers Ad Infinitum

The "Old Tune Team" soon received a call back from "Pangaea".

The message told them that the meeting place could not be changed and they needed to find a way to enter the Golden Apple area on their own.

"It seems that it is really inconvenient for that person to leave Emperor Street..." Jiang Baimian sighed slowly.

"What should we do?" Long Yuehong glanced at the Golden Apple District, which was only one street away, where the city defense army had already set up temporary checkpoints.

As for the secret guard, although he didn't see it, he believed there must be one.

Jiang Baimian pondered briefly and said:

"We can only contact General Phocas and ask him to get a temporary movement order.

"That's part of that help."

Phocas has now returned to the general's palace and gave the "old tune team" the number of his study phone number.

"This is the only way..." Bai Chen also said that there was no other way.

Shang Jianyao looked at the temporary checkpoint established by the city defense army and said:

"It should be possible to use the 'make friends' method, but I don't know how many friends I will end up with."

"I'm afraid that the city defense army will become the last city branch of Shang Jianyao Brotherhood." Jiang Baimian joked.

This is indeed just a joke, because there are many awakened people in the city defense army system, who are alert enough to similar things and have sufficient counterattack capabilities. Maybe Shang Jiyao will wake up and go to the "Place of Order" as a result of going up to "make friends". Hand" surrendered.

Bai Chen started the Jeep again and searched the surrounding area for a place where he could make a phone call.

Shang Jianyao leaned back on the chair, raised his hands and pinched his temples.

…………

"Sea of ​​Origin", on the island with the golden elevator.

Shang Jianyao climbed up, divided it into nine parts, and once again surrounded Shang Jianyao, who was wearing gray camouflage and blocking the door of the golden elevator.

"We finally found the loophole in your logic." One of the Shang Jianyao said with a smile.

Another Shang Jianyao raised his hand and touched his chin to help him add the corresponding content:

"Those who kill their companions, let them live in their memories, and split different personalities to play them, will not be afraid of losing their companions at all, nor will they suffer much pain.

"This matter is purely superfluous and unnecessary."

The Shang Jianyao sitting at the door of the golden elevator listened quietly. It was not until the nine Shang Jianyao finished talking to each other that he picked up a portable radio recorder that appeared next to him and played the content just now. .

When Shang Jianyao spoke, he completely blocked his hearing to avoid being unknowingly affected by the "reasoning clown". At Shang Jianyao's current level, there was no way to let the "reasoning clown" speak like Wu Meng did. The power is solidified in the electromagnetic signal. Once transcribed, the corresponding effect will disappear.

Therefore, in order to facilitate communication, both parties "prepared" portable radio recorders.

After listening to the statements of the nine Shang Jianyao, Shang Jianyao, who was blocked at the door of the golden elevator, laughed:

“This is a white lie to help you make up your mind.

"The focus of my suggestion is actually the act of killing your companions, rather than how to keep them alive in the memory and how to play with split personalities.

"When you commit the act of killing your companions, you yourself have overcome your fear of losing them.

“The source of fear of ‘loss’ is caring, and our goal is to make ourselves indifferent, even callous.”

After the villain Shang Jianyao finished speaking, the nine Shang Jianyao also used portable radios to reproduce his words exactly as they were.

One of the businessmen scoffed:

“How can you persist in your ideal of saving all mankind after you become ruthless?

"Their life and death have nothing to do with us?"

"I understand." Another Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and slapped his left palm. "His essence is the coward in our hearts. He crazily wants to evade responsibilities, evade ideals, and evade everything that makes us hard and painful."

Shang Jianyao, who was holding a small speaker, shook his head:

"Your taunting is of no use to him, he won't care at all."

Shang Jianyao, who just spoke, sighed:

"It seems that if we really want to tolerate him, we must be determined to die together."

"Don't!"

"don't want!"

"Calm down!"

Several other Shang Jianyao spoke out to stop this dangerous self.

Once again, Shang Jianyao's symposium ended in failure.

…………

In the wasteland on the north bank, near the Red River Bridge where a large number of cars and people pass every day.

Han Wanghuo, Zeng Duo and Gnawa were hiding on the top of a collapsed building far away, monitoring the movements of the target area with telescopes or just their eyes.

Not long after, they saw an army armed to the teeth arriving at the bridge, but they were intercepted by the city defense troops guarding the bridge.

After the two sides argued for a while, the team of several hundred people chose to station at a nearby ruins on the shore that had been evacuated long ago.

Next, people and groups arrived by car one after another, but they were not allowed to cross the bridge.

This is true for those who are officially affiliated with the "First City", and the same is true for the ruin hunters. Everyone is treated the same.

"This is a martial law in the whole city. You are allowed out but not allowed in?" Han Wanghuo speculated based on this.

Gennava analyzed the mouth-sync data he collected from the city defense army officers and restored their rhetoric:

"Waiting for orders from above, or three o'clock in the afternoon."

"The senior officials of 'First City' are alert enough to the occurrence of unrest..." Han Wanghuo said with emotion.

"Will there be another unrest?" Zeng Duo was worried.

Gnawa gave his own opinion:

“If there are no other unexpected events, there is a 91.2% chance that there will be no unrest.

"As for whether there were any other accidents, we currently lack enough information to speculate."

The data given by Gennava are not randomly compiled like Shang Jianyao's. They are all calculated by building models.

Zeng Duo was silent for a moment and said:

"The current defensive strength of Chuchun Town should have been reduced."

"But if there is no turmoil and the strong men and troops transferred back do not fall into trouble, they can reinforce Chuchun Town at any time." Gnawa poured cold water on Zenduo.

Han Wanghuo glanced sideways at Zeng Duo and said with relief:

“Opportunities have to wait.”

…………

First City, Golden Apple District, No. 9 Emperor Street, inside the Consul's Residence.

After putting on his clothes, Assus returned to the hall and saw that his father, the consul and commander-in-chief Beuris, had changed into a green-brown military uniform.

This giant was older than Phocas, but because he did not have to go to the front line or actually command the army, he did not retreat to the second line like Phocas, and only retained the seat of senator and part of the command of the original city defense army.

He still stands at the pinnacle of power in the "Prime City".

"Father." Seeing Beuris, the playboy-like Assus suddenly became serious.

Beuris straightened his neatly combed black hair with a few silver strands, nodded and said:

"I have to go out. You stay at home today and you can't go anywhere."

"Where to go?" Assus was a little surprised.

My father seemed to pay more attention to the gathering of citizens on Gaius' side than he thought.

Beuris, who has thin cheeks and deep blue eyes, looked around at the guards around him:

"First go to visit Lord Cass, and then go to the Senate."

…………

Hope Square.

A large number of citizens have gathered here, and those who are unable to come are also paying attention to the content of this rally through the official broadcast of the First City.

Time passed quickly, and nine o'clock in the morning came.

Gaius, who had a hook-shaped nose and slightly sunken cheeks, put on his green-brown general uniform today and walked onto the podium in the middle of Hope Square with a serious look on his face.

It was here that Ole announced the establishment of the "Primary City".

Gaius did not deliberately show his specialness. He took the microphone and said to the dark crowd:

“Fellow citizens, I assume you all already know me.

“I am the commander of the Eastern Legion, Gaius, who only became a senator last year.

“I am just like you, my father is a citizen of the Prime City, and my mother is a citizen of the Prime City, so I was born a citizen of the Prime City.

"I was not a noble in the past, so I can see how much the citizens around me have paid for the survival, development and growth of the 'Primary City', and I am one of them.

"No one understands the weight of the word citizen better than I do."

What Gaius said was true, and as he was born in an ordinary citizen class and relied on his military exploits to become a senator step by step, he would naturally gain the favor of the citizens present.

After each citizen nodded or applauded, Gaius continued:

"It is precisely because of your elders and your efforts year after generation that the 'First City' has become the largest force on the earth. It can own a large number of fields, occupy many mines, and build large and small Small factories help people initially get rid of hunger and live a more stable life.

"but……"

Gaius' tone suddenly became serious:

"All of this is slowly being eroded and destroyed!"