The Undercurrents Stirred
Lu Bai swaggered out of the Conference Hall, and no one stopped him.
Whether it was because the old man had given instructions or because the city council was considering the existence of the Mona people, they did not intend to pursue Lu Bai's illegal behavior for the time being.
In short, his actions were not restricted in any way.
Incidentally, during our casual chat earlier, Lu Bai also casually asked One-Eyed Dragon about it.
He learned that the siblings Lu Ziyi and Lu Qingyan had no connection to him and were not even aware that their older brother had left the shelter in the past few days.
That's quite normal.
In fact, the city council itself was not sure whether Lu Bai was the one who illegally broke in; they were only suspects, so naturally they wouldn't target the suspect's family.
Now that Lu Bai has returned, the situation has suddenly become so complicated, making it even less likely that it will be detrimental to the siblings.
"Let's go back and take a look."
Lu Bai rubbed his chin, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go back and check on the siblings first.
Although he kept reminding himself that he wasn't the siblings' real older brother, they had spent so much time together that it was unrealistic to say he didn't care at all.
Lu Bai walked home, and the scenery along the way was no different from usual.
The full impact of the meeting will take time to spread; until then, the people in the Underground City will generally continue with their daily lives as usual.
However, Lu Bai knew very well that the regular lives of the Underground City's inhabitants were about to be disrupted.
From the perspective of human civilization as a whole, Lu Bai believed that his approach was correct. However, it is undeniable that when applied to a single individual, this approach is unfair and can even be described as filled with a grand narrative of arrogance.
However, that's how things are; absolute fairness doesn't exist.
It's like the trolley problem; there's no fairness, only trade-offs.
Lu Bai let out a long sigh of relief, as if making some kind of promise.
"I will try my best to save as many people as possible."
The calm was merely an illusion; in reality, even before the Mona people's retaliation had taken place.
This shelter, numbered nine, is already in a state of turmoil.
Livability City.
Inside a newly built, Livability Building, the door is slightly ajar.
A woman wearing a leopard-print miniskirt sat cross-legged on the floor of the room, surrounded by visible crimson ripples.
What is the essence of cultivating immortality?
Whether it's directed outwards or inwards, it all falls under the category of utilizing spiritual energy.
The highest return is, of course, to look outward, to use one's own power to manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in special ways. The higher one's cultivation level, the more spiritual energy one can control.
Looking outwards, this naturally includes body refinement, since on the surface it is about exploring one's own body refinement, which also requires the help of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
What if it were a world without spiritual energy?
That clearly leaves only one path left: to delve into oneself.
Soul, flesh and blood, even bones.
Fortunately, this cultivator who smuggled himself out of the Deathmatch Arena was from the Ghost King Sect.
Demonic Cultivator are quite proficient in these techniques and have no psychological burden whatsoever.
From the moment he arrived in the real world, he had been secretly plotting.
By now, he has refined the flesh and blood of more than one hundred people, which can be considered as exceeding the initial preparation work.
The woman in the leopard-print miniskirt stood up, concealing the aura of violence surrounding her.
"Now, we can be a little bolder."
The woman pushed open the door and stepped out, her red lips curving upwards. "Let's start with this building. There are 2397 people living here in total?"
At the same time.
A nightclub called [Tang Dynasty].
Snap
The only LED light strip at the bar counter that could provide a light source was deliberately turned off.
Vice President Zheng straightened his suit collar, then knelt respectfully before Ruan Boyang.
"My Lord, we are powerless to find Lu Bai. We beg My Lord to give us a little more time. We will surely capture Lu Bai and bring him before you."
Ruan Boyang lay back on the sofa, one leg crossed, but his expression was somewhat gloomy.
As Mona people, they possess unique means of communication.
He also knew what Lu Bai did after he went to the ground.
He simply wouldn't reveal anything that would damage the reputation of the Mona people.
Of course, he didn't know that Lu Bai had already returned to the shelter, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with the fact that the people from the Can Society couldn't find Lu Bai, and he certainly didn't suspect that Vice President Zheng was deceiving him.
Ruan Boyang said indifferently, "Then we won't look anymore. Now I'm giving you a new task."
Vice President Zheng bowed his head low. "Almighty Lord, please give the order. Your loyal servant will spare no effort to make your divine decree a reality."
Where Ruan Boyang couldn't see, Vice President Zheng's eyes revealed a hint of amusement.
"Judgment Day is approaching. Mobilize all available resources to plunge this sanctuary into chaos."
After saying this, Ruan Boyang habitually offered a promise, "Once you finish this, your sins will be atoned for, and you can live until after the trial."
Vice President Zheng immediately became extremely excited, like Fan Jin who had just learned that he had passed the imperial examination, his excitement bordering on madness.
"All colleagues in the Can Society unconditionally follow your will."
"Brother, you're back!"
Upon seeing Lu Bai Lu Qingyan and clung to him, exclaiming, "Brother, what have you been doing these past few days? Grandpa Pu said you were on a classified mission. You have no idea how worried I was about you!"
Lu Bai lifted the little brat off him and casually placed him on the sofa. "Since it's a classified mission, why are you still asking?"
"I was just curious."
Lu Qingyan furtively peeked around to make sure his sister wasn't home before whispering, "Brother, let me tell you, my sister might really be in a relationship."
"You didn't know I wasn't home these past few days, but my older sister has been coming home really late. Last night I saw a blond guy walk her to her door. She probably thought I was asleep, but no, I'm not. I don't go to bed that early."
"That's normal."
Lu Bai stretched and turned to lie down next to Lu Qingyan.
In the shelter era, there was no such thing as puppy love. In his opinion, it was not strange for Lu Ziyi, at her age, to meet someone she liked.
Before Lu Qingyan could say anything more, there was a knock on the door. The little boy's attention was immediately diverted, and he ran over to open the door.
Pu Xueli could see Lu Bai lying on the living room sofa even from the entrance hall.
His face was etched with worry as he strode up to Lu Bai: "Is the news I just received true?"
As the principal of the Deathmatch Campus, he certainly had the authority to know the truth.
To be precise, it would be strange if he hadn't gone to the meeting to listen in.