Parent's Association Arrives

"As the sun sets in the west, rosy clouds fly, soldiers return to camp after target practice, the red flowers on their chests reflecting the colorful sunset, and joyful songs fill the sky!"

As the sun sets, the distant red sun disappears behind the horizon.

A large truck travels across the vast land, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun.

This truck should have been filled with greenhouse strawberries from the production base, destined for important figures in City 22, but instead it was packed with over thirty people.

The car was crowded, but the people singing were very happy.

Someone peered through the glass window between the truck and the cab and asked, "Old Luo, tell us the truth, is this trip to City 22 arranged by our parents? Are our parents in City 22?"

Parents are the biggest secret in the Parent's Association, and also the figures that all family members most want to worship.

Of course, this is also related to Luo Wanyai. As the only Black Family in the Parent's Association, he never took credit for himself and attributed all the credit for the correct decisions to that "parent".

Moreover, when the Parent's Association helps each other and assists the poor out of poverty, they always use the name of "parents".

Therefore, in today's Parent's Association, that parent holds a detached and unapproachable position.

But now, it seems that no one has seen it.

In the present daytime, information is rapidly flowing between the Outer World and the Inner World. Luo Wanyai's identity as a member of the Daytime Society can no longer be hidden from the core members of the Parent's Association. After all, the two big shots, Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, from Heng Society have also helped the Parent's Association a lot.

Therefore, the family members also speculated that the parent might be the mysterious boss of Daylight.

In recent days, news about Bai Zhou destroying A02 Base and killing the Kamiyo's Chosen One has been flying around, and the family members are also proud of it.

The Golden Family feel a surge of excitement whenever they think that their patriarch might be someone like Boss Bai Zhou or Inspector Lian Qing Chen, who are also family members!

Parent's Association have a bright future!

At that moment, someone mentioned the parent, and everyone's interest was piqued. "Old Luo, is the parent in City 22? Can we meet him?"

"Of course not," Luo Wanyai explained. "He has more important things to do. And don't ask about his identity, after all, you know he's in danger right now."

"Yes, yes, we can't ask!" The young people nodded in agreement. "What if any of us get caught by Shindai and can't withstand the interrogation?"

Someone laughed and scolded, "Can't you have some backbone? Endure the interrogation!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Luo Wanyai chuckled and said, "The brutality of the interrogation is beyond your imagination. This time, we've come to City 22 to expand our territory for the Parent's Association. Once things are done, you can all be upgraded to the Golden Family, and then you can stand on your own in City 22."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young people in the cargo container became even more cheerful.

These are all promising talents that Luo Wanyai picked out from the Parent's Association. They can cultivate the Zhunti Method quickly, act decisively and efficiently, have both martial prowess and intelligence, possess strong leadership qualities, and share a common faith, making them perfect for expanding territory.

Luo Wanyai instructed, "The first thing I want to emphasize when I bring you all here to the North is discipline. Don't just sit there singing and chatting; each of you will recite the rules of conduct to me later, understand?"

The young people immediately wilted. "Okay..."

Luo Wanyai said earnestly, "You must understand the importance of discipline. We have all been persecuted by conglomerates. If we do whatever we want, how are we any different from those conglomerates? Remember, follow orders in all actions and do not harm the innocent."

"Knew!"

When the truck arrived in City 22, Luo Wanyai had it use the conglomerate's fast lane when it passed the Immigration and Customs Administration.

Logically speaking, these trucks are not authorized to use the fast lane.

But as the vehicle passed through the city gate, Luo Wanyai made eye contact with an official from the Immigration and Customs Administration, who then waved and let him through.

"Was that a family member just now?" someone asked curiously.

Luo Wanyai nodded. "He also just arrived in City 22 not long ago. He spent a lot of money to get this transfer order, which can be considered a contribution to the Parent's Association."

The young people looked on with admiration.

Luo Wanyai looked around City 22 with curiosity; its urban style was different from other places.

The road signs even specifically state that vehicles must give way to vehicles belonging to the Kamishiro, Takahashi, Takeda, or other families.

The no-smoking signs along the roadside also state that non-high castes are not allowed to smoke on the streets.

This is the caste system implemented in the north during the Age of Gods.

"I've heard that in the North, people of high and low castes cannot marry. Is that true?" someone asked curiously.

"Yes, it's true. They said it's to ensure the purity of the bloodline."

Luo Wanyai sneered, "The last time I heard the word 'bloodline' was when it was used to describe dogs. Alright, we're almost there. Get ready to work. Remember, do it well."

"Brother, you've been spacing out for two days straight. What are you thinking about?"

A young man whose arms had been replaced with mechanical limbs looked at Zhang Qinghuan, who was staring blankly at him, and said, "Brother, if you're bored, let's go out and chop some people up."

Ever since they picked up the goods from the Steam Train, this gang leader has been lying in his executive chair in the office, seemingly lost in thought.

The office is equipped with stylish electronically controlled glass that displays realistic drizzle. The sound of the pattering rain drifts into your ears, making it seem as if you are not in a high-rise building, but in a small cabin in the suburbs, with the sound of rain pattering on the blue bricks outside.

Zhang Qinghuan was wearing an ill-fitting suit and kept fiddling with a string of beads in her hand.

He said impatiently, "I'm thinking about the organization's future development, don't bother me. All you do all day is kill people, kill people, kill people, there's no beauty in it at all!"

This small community leader, based in City No. 23, still possesses some ambition and cultural depth.

Most of the community members came from the slums of the Lower Three Districts. The federal government did not provide nine years of compulsory education, and many people dropped out of elementary school early. They could not even read many words and could not understand newspapers.

However, Zhang Qinghuan aspires to be a cultured community leader.

He taught himself to read and write, and insisted on reading news reports from Hope Media online every day.

When other clubs organize team building activities, they go to the red-light district in the Fourth District to find girls.

His team-building activity involved leading club members in a large-scale chorus performance.

Even if some members left the club out of shame because of this, he didn't care much.

Of course, this also meant that... his gang wouldn't amount to much.

The reason why Zhang Qinghuan sells mechanical limbs is that they are all brand new, not stolen from others.

It was because their gang was too weak in combat that, during their poorest times, they even worked as thugs in nursing homes.

In fact, his business was not particularly heinous, and he had no need for Steam Train at all.

Zhang Qinghuan's club used Steam Train because it was cool...

Right now.

The other members of the club might not know who was on the Steam Train, but Zhang Qinghuan did.

That was the most sought-after figure in the Federation, a prominent member of the Qing family, and with him were the Qing and Li family intelligence agents who had escaped from A02 Base.

Zhang Qinghuan remembered clearly that Qing Chen said someone would come looking for her, so could this be a great opportunity for the club to rise to the top in one step?

Compared to a nobody like him, the boy on the Steam Train was like a god.

"Big brother, something bad has happened! Someone's attacking!" A young man rushed in.

Zhang Qinghuan immediately sat up straight and pulled his pistol from the drawer. "Who? Blackwater Gang, or Viper?"

"No, I've never seen any of them before!" the young man shouted. "It's terrifying! There are over thirty of them, and they all seem to be gene warriors! And high-level ones at that. I have a feeling there are definitely two C-Class among them!"

"What nonsense! Which organization can afford to support more than thirty gene warriors?" Zhang Qinghuan cursed angrily.

Moreover, C-Class gene warriors, unless they belong to a large organization like Heng Society, would be boss-level figures anywhere!

Outside the office came the wails of the gang members, and the gasping sounds of their breaths after their throats had been slit.

Zhang Qinghuan's eyes were bloodshot.

However, at that moment, the glass of their office on the 89th floor was suddenly smashed, and someone jumped into the office from outside using a rope.

Zhang Qinghuan was terrified. This was a gang?! Were gangs this professional? Daring to jump down from a hundred-plus-story building using ropes?!

Wait a minute, the other person has the snow mountain emblem of the Kamishiro Corporation embroidered on their chest!

Why would a small club like ours attract the attention of a behemoth like the Divine Era?

Before Zhang Qinghuan react, she was knocked unconscious.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qinghuan slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself in complete darkness.

The small gang leader's eyes welled up with tears as he thought of his brothers' tragic deaths.

In the darkness, someone sat opposite him and calmly asked, "What is your relationship with Qing Chen?"

Zhang Qinghuan was stunned for a moment. "What Qing Chen? What are you talking about? I'm just a smuggler of mechanical limbs, how could I be related to the Qing family?"

The person opposite sneered, "If it's not related, why are you providing him with supplies? Let me remind you, it's New Year's goods."

"I'm innocent! It must be the Blackwater Gang framing me!" Zhang Qinghuan cried out. "My goods were confiscated, and I exchanged them for New Year's goods!"

It was only then that Zhang Qinghuan realized why these people had come.

Yes, it's understandable that over thirty gene warriors would come after being associated with Inspector Qing Chen.

"Oh? Is that so?" The person opposite me sat in the darkness. "I heard you're going to join them. Inspector Qing Chen even said he'd send someone to find you, is that right?"

Zhang Qinghuan quiet and refused to talk about it.

The person opposite him sneered, "I'll give you a chance to live. When his men come looking for you, you'll infiltrate our ranks..."

Zhang Qinghuan silent for a moment. "When I told Inspector Qing Chen that I wanted to join, I was all alone. So you were sent by him, right?"

Silent in the darkness, Zhang Qinghuan maintained a calm mind despite the extreme pressure.

But Zhang Qinghuan continued, "You probably wanted to test me, then use me as a tool, using this gang as your shell to plant your own seeds in the north. Before, I would have been very happy, but now my brothers are dead. This makes me realize that you're no different from anyone else. I won't work for you; just kill me."

Zhang Qinghuan grew increasingly angry as she spoke.

Laughter echoed from the shadows of the prison, "This is interesting, don't you think?"

Someone chuckled and said, "He's kind of interesting. He's got guts, a bit stubborn, but he's got some brains too."