"Zhengde, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but you must answer the minister's questions immediately."

"Huh? What?"

Zhou Zhengde rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up, and used the quilt to cover his pectoralis major muscles.

Ban Wenying held a tablet and said quickly:

"Half an hour ago, multiple reports came from the 49th floor. The Black Fire Gang was attacked. The mysterious psyker sneak attacked the Black Fire Gang's territory, killing at least 120 people and destroying the Black Fire Gang.

The largest underground facility.

"According to our tip feedback, the underground facility contains 13 material libraries and 36,000 blood products prepared for the United Defense Forces.

"There are also some...shady black products maintained by life-sustaining equipment.

"Because three sets of power supply equipment in the underground facilities were intentionally blown up by the psychic at the same time, and the upper and lower passages of the cold storage were blasted and paralyzed, these black products will soon become ineffective or dead.

"In addition, there are words like this left on the wall of the cold storage hall."

Ban Wenying turned the tablet towards the shooting device and moved closer.

Zhou Zhengde stared carefully at the eight big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.

[It is best to have lighting throughout the entire area].

"He moves so big?" Zhou Zhengde was amazed.

"Zhengde."

Ban Wenying frowned and said:

"There are no secrets in the upper city, and it's no secret that you transport equipment to your psykers.

"The minister needs your answer...are you sure you want to do this to such an extreme degree?

"These are the minister's exact words. Her tone is very calm. After all, you are the future of the Zhou family, and she doesn't want to cause any further trouble with you over these trivial matters.

"But we can also use these black products as trophies."

Zhou Zhengde rubbed his cheeks with both hands: "Sister Ying, you know, Mu Liang is not my psyker, he is more like my friend and comrade-in-arms. We get along very well."

Ban Wenying said: "However, you have not given a report on his source so far."

"You can't force him to do anything," Zhou Zhengde raised his voice, "And what do you mean by what you just said, Sister Ban? You want to take this opportunity to cultivate your power and take over the Black Fire Gang's business, right?"

Ban Wenying said: "This is just a question given to you by the minister."

"Yes, as long as you do it to the best of your ability, I can give you a definite answer."

Zhou Zhengde said quickly:

"I'm sorry for the failure of blood products, but I don't think there's anything wrong with attacking the Black Fire Gang in this way!

"If Ms. Minister wants to ask, just say that this is my choice. Let a very small number of people in the fortress maintain their already too long life through organ transplantation. This is an injustice that I am clearly opposed to."

"Okay, I will give a clear reply to the minister."

Ban Wenying warned:

"Can you restrain your psyker? Don't let him destroy large facilities anymore. It takes a lot of resources to rebuild those things."

"It really depends on Mu Liang's mood."

Zhou Zhengde responded with a smile.

He didn't intend to persuade Mu Liang any more.

…

at the same time.

The 49th floor, the corner of Wanlijin Gang's territory.

Inside the quiet and spiritual cabin.

Wang Jixuan, naked to the waist, sat quietly on the open space under the bed, holding Yuan Shouyi in his arms, and fell into deep meditation.

Little bits of light invisible to the naked eye converged towards him, his breathing rate became lower and lower, and a bright light appeared under his skin.

A huge curtain seemed to appear behind him, and squares appeared on the curtain. Within it were scenes of battles that were not too intense and were basically repetitive, as well as some...

An experience that had a huge impact on his Taoist mind.

Like the cold storage of a pig slaughterhouse, hundreds of white corpses were hung up;

The 'material' lying in the nutrition warehouse, with its skin pierced by straws, and its soul almost dissipated;

The ‘patients’ who were put on the operating table and disemboweled by doctors with prosthetics...

There are more and more blocks, and the curtain can no longer fit.

Wang Jixuan's meditating figure remains motionless, like a rock or a clay sculpture.

The world is like a pagoda, and my way is like a rock.

Dong Dong Dong Dong!

A brisk knock on the door broke those scenes.

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and glanced at the simple electronic clock on the wall beside him.

"Brother Tian is eating!"

Ye Zi's crisp call came from outside the door, and then she trotted away to take pictures of the doors of several other snoozing children.

Wang Jixuan jumped up, making almost no sound when his toes landed on the ground. He picked up the brown linen shirt on the side and quickly put it on.

When he came down, there were people sitting on both sides of the long table, and two three-year-old children were also sitting in the wooden child seats. Everyone was holding hands in an orderly manner.

These are the rules of the wooden house, set by Mrs. Kong.

Wang Jixuan sat at the end of the dining table, holding the palms of the two boys on the left and right, listening to Mrs. Kong speaking in a solemn and serious tone:

"As long as we help each other and support each other to move forward, we can light the fire of civilization step by step in the dark night."

The children repeated this sentence.

"Okay, enjoy your food," Mrs. Kong said seriously.

The children immediately started to move, and the sounds of spoons and plastic bowls colliding could be heard one after another.

Wang Jixuan lowered his head and was about to drink the porridge when his spiritual senses jumped slightly.

Today's porridge...huh? There's sweat medicine again?

This is the third time since he came here. Unlike the previous two times, which were fixed weekend nights, today's time is only two days apart from the last time.

Does the Blackfire Gang have to hold a meeting in advance?

Because of his attack tonight?

Wang Jixuan swallowed the delicious rice porridge with big mouthfuls.
Chapter completed!