Battlefield

Qing Chen walked out of the Dove Cage building with a solemn expression. Just as he stepped out, a bag of trash fell from the sky. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the trash would probably have landed directly on his head.

Laughter and jeers drifted from the building; someone was still mocking, "Your throw was terrible!"

In the room with the open window, someone laughed and said, "You should try it next time!"

The other party was on the 12th floor; you could hear the loud music coming from that room even from downstairs.

Qing Chen understood that the people upstairs were deliberately throwing trash at pedestrians.

These people live a life of uncertainty, residing in filthy Dove Cage, indifferent to both their own lives and the lives of others.

"This is no human world," Qing Chen shook his head and left. He was going to take the No. 11 light rail tram to the Black Swan Restaurant in the Fourth District.

Right behind him, a young man from the Blackwater Gang quietly followed.

This tracking method is clumsy and obviously not professional.

But Qing Chen ignored him.

He walked to the light rail station on the 66th floor of the building opposite, which was embedded in the building. A group of slum dwellers were waiting to go to the Upper Sixth District to start their night work.

Lights shone from afar, the white light rail headlights splashing freely onto everyone before slowly coming to a stop.

Just as Qing Chen was about to get into the car, the little boy Zhang Mengqian suddenly bumped into him as he passed by.

Qing Chen casually got into the car, then took out the small note that the other party had given him from his pocket: The Blackwater Gang is following you. This information is worth 50 yuan!

"The price has gone up," Qing Chen laughed. At first, the little boy's thinking was limited by poverty, and he only dared to ask him for one yuan. Now that he knew that he had some spare money, he immediately raised the price.

He is quite clever, and if he can survive, he might achieve something in the future.

But in this rigidly class- Inner World, what good is it even if you achieve something?

Qing Chen put the note back in his pocket, and the young man from the Blackwater Gang got into the car.

6 PM.

Qing Chen stood at the entrance of the Black Swan Restaurant, looking at the exquisitely decorated storefront.

Two burly security guards in suits stood at the store entrance. They stopped Qing Chen and said, "Please show your electronic membership beacon."

Qing Chen said politely, "Hello, I'm here to apply for a waiter position. I've already passed the interview with Manager Wang from the concierge department, and I'm here today to report for duty."

The two security guards in suits exchanged a glance. They had seen countless people every day while standing here, and although the young man in front of them was dressed very simply, he had a very good demeanor.

They thought he was a guest, but they never expected him to be there for a job interview.

One of the security guards said, "Wait a moment, I'll have Manager Wang come and get you."

As they spoke, the Blackwater Gang member who had been following Qing Chen turned and left, making a phone call, "Hey, boss, it's confirmed. He's just an ordinary down-on-his-luck guy. We can make our move. He's reporting for duty at the Black Swan Restaurant right now, working as a waiter."

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Okay, I understand. Uninstall it tonight, or at the latest tomorrow, and then match it with clients. Give me two suggestions regarding this."

"Thank you, brother!" The young man immediately beamed with joy.

Inside the concierge department of the Black Swan Restaurant.

"Chen Sui, I've looked at your resume. You've worked as a waiter in other restaurants before? I don't need to teach you how to do it, right? You'll be fined a thousand for every cup you break, and if your deposit is used up, you're fired." A middle-aged man in a suit looked at the resume, then looked up at Qing Chen in front of him.

"I know, Manager Wang," Qing Chen said humbly.

At this moment, Qing Chen had already paid a deposit of five thousand yuan and changed into the Black Swan Restaurant's uniform: black suit pants, a white shirt, a black vest, and shiny leather shoes.

A black bow tie was also tied around the collar.

Qing Chen impersonated Chen Sui because this guy went to dig up Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen during a critical moment in the daytime.

If Qing Chen doesn't retaliate against such undermining and sabotaging behavior, he wouldn't be Qing Chen.

Of course, at most he would only cause Chen Sui some minor trouble, but there was no need for him to cause a fatal disaster.

Manager Wang sized up Qing Chen: "You have quite a good physique, a natural clothes hanger. But let's get the rules straight. The people who patronize the Black Swan Restaurant are all wealthy and influential. They come here for their nightlife, so we can only provide good service and not disturb them."

"Every day when you come to work, you must hand in your cell phone and we will check you for any recording devices. Also, you are not allowed to look at the female relatives of our clients, and don't get distracted by female celebrities. In short, you're here from the slums to earn money, so don't have any improper thoughts, and follow the rules. Of course, if a high-caste client wants to take you away, you can't refuse, but don't cause trouble for our Black Swan. Understand?"

Qing Chen was taken aback. Why was there such a rule?

He could picture the look of anticipation on Shadow's face when he told him that Kamiyo Yunhe liked to come to the Black Swan Restaurant.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man snorted when he saw that the man did not answer.

Qing Chen lowered his head. "Understood, Manager Wang."

Manager Wang waved his hand. "If you make a mistake, you're fired. You won't get your hard-earned deposit back. Go on."

His expression showed utter contempt for Qing Chen, as if he were afraid that getting close to Qing Chen would taint him with the bad luck of the slums.

Qing Chen went to the bar, where the bartender mixed two "Frozen Land" cocktails and placed them on the counter. "Take these to the guests at table 12."

A wisp of high-concentration blue liquor floats in the white liquid, like the aurora borealis hanging in the sky.

He carried the tray toward table number 12.

Table 12 was occupied by two women, one of whom looked somewhat familiar. Qing Chen had seen her on a holographic neon sign in City No. 10.

As they put down their glasses, neither woman looked up at Qing Chen. The female celebrity simply said excitedly, "Did you see that picture of Qing Chen in Hope Media? He's so handsome! Good-looking and skilled in combat, he'll definitely be a top figure in the Qing family in the future. When did City No. 10 produce someone like him? How come we never noticed before?"

Another woman laughed and said, "You've been filming in City 22 for half a year now. His rise to fame has been rapid, so it's normal that you haven't heard of him."

The female celebrity said, "No, I have to hurry back to City No. 10 after filming this movie to find out which party he's attending, and then find someone to introduce me to him."

"Don't even think about it. You're definitely not going to be a big shot in the business world, a favorite of the Qing family. I've heard that Song Niaoniao and he have an ambiguous relationship. Many tabloids say that Song Niaoniao is his rumored girlfriend. He was arrested this time because he secretly went to accompany Song Niaoniao to shoot on location and was discovered by Shen Dai."

The female celebrity laughed and said, "What cat doesn't steal fish? I'm offering myself up, how can he resist? From now on, he'll be one of my prey when people in the industry talk about him. He killed so many people from the God Era, he must be an extremely powerful superhuman."

"Shh!" Another woman's expression changed. "Saying such things on the territory of the Gods, do you have a death wish?!"

Qing Chen, who had already put down his wine glass and left, was somewhat taken aback.

He initially wanted to casually listen to what the so-called high society figures were talking about, but he discovered that they were actually talking about themselves.

Qing Chen strained his hearing to gather information. Of the 54 tables in the Black Swan Restaurant, 27 tables mentioned keywords such as daylight, Qing Chen, shadow, and the Age of Gods...

It seems that my destruction of A02 Base has indeed caused quite a stir, even attracting the attention of the entertainment industry.

Who would have thought that the person they were talking about was just an ordinary waiter in this restaurant?

He recalled the high society legends about his master, Li Shutong. When he asked his master if any female celebrities had thrown themselves at him, his master replied, "Not just female celebrities."

The implication is that male celebrities also have...

Qing Chen returned to the bar and waited for the bartender to bring out a new cocktail.

At that moment, several bodyguards dressed in suits, with bone conduction button earpieces attached to the back of their ears, entered the Black Swan Restaurant and cautiously surveyed the restaurant.

Only after they confirmed that there was nothing unusual did Kamiyo Yunhe slowly walk into the restaurant.

Even if that familiar figure turns to ashes, Qing Chen will still remember it.

As soon as Kamiyo Yunhe sat down, Manager Wang personally went to serve him, while the four bodyguards only allowed Manager Wang to pass through, blocking everyone else from entering.

Kamiyo Yunhe said to Manager Wang, "The usual, and open a bottle of whiskey."

Manager Wang left with a smile on his face.

During this time, Qing Chen only glanced respectfully at Kamiyo Yunhe before turning his head away, very naturally.

A-level experts already possess a mysterious sixth sense. If they stare at someone, that person will definitely notice. But if such an important person walks in and you don't even glance at them, it would be very deliberate.

Qing Chen, like an ordinary waiter, responded accordingly.

Manager Wang entered the kitchen and found that the dishes ordered by Kamiyo Yunhe were all personally supervised by him and a security guard, so that no one had any chance to tamper with them.

As an A-level expert, Kamiyo Yunhe enjoys the highest treatment among direct members of the Kamishiro Corporation, including dividends from the family trust fund and control over family projects.

In the three cities of the Northern Divine Era, he could enjoy emperor-like treatment wherever he went, unless a higher-ranking figure like the Ten Eunuchs was present.

Qing Chen pondered, should he impersonate Manager Wang? No, Manager Wang is only 1.7 meters tall, he can't impersonate him.

This important figure, after failing to capture Qing Chen, was then toyed with and chased for 600 kilometers by a mysterious expert, and has now become extremely cautious.

It is said that some people saw the scene of Kamiyo Yunhe being chased while transporting goods in the wilderness.

A mysterious master Kamiyo Yunhe in the ground, leaving only his head exposed, and then urinated on his head as a game.

Ultimately, thanks to the rescue by the Kamishiro Group Army, the mysterious expert was forced to retreat, allowing Kamiyo Yunhe to escape with his life.

No one knows who deliberately spread this rumor. The Kamishiro Corporation investigated for a long time but couldn't find the person who spread it.

Some people say that the person who spread this news was actually the mysterious master himself.

Many people found it strange that the other party did not kill Kamiyo Yunhe.

This is something that even Kamiyo Yunhe himself would probably find strange.

After all, the grand gesture of leaving an A-level expert as a whetstone for future generations is something ordinary people simply cannot comprehend.

The old man in the Ginkgo Manor seemed to have calculated that once Qing Chen found out that Kamiyo Yunhe was still alive, he would definitely kill him.

All the hardships along the way, and the shadows in Qing Chen's heart after suffering those hardships, will vanish after Kamiyo Yunhe's death.

"The person you hate the most in your heart must be killed by yourself, otherwise it's meaningless. Hatred is a person's most powerful driving force, but also the greatest obstacle. Only when you cut off this layer yourself can you truly let go," the old man told the shadow.

The old man believed that no matter how much Qing Chen had experienced, he was still just an unsharpened knife.

Only an A-level expert Kamiyo Yunhe is suitable to be Qing Chen's first whetstone after his return; he calls this "sharpening the blade."

The contemporary Shadow also went through this sharpening process. From then on, the Qing family's Shadow became more ruthless and more open-minded in their actions.

According to the information Shadow gave Qing Chen, after returning to City 22, Kamiyo Yunhe first went to get his mechanical arm replaced.

Then, this master of the Kamishiro family never interfered in any family affairs again. He would drink until almost dawn every day in the Fourth District. He didn't have a regular restaurant or bar, but the chances of Black Swan appearing were a little higher.

He also changed his female companions every day, never repeating the same one.

At this moment, an A-level expert went out with six C-Class gene warriors as bodyguards. Four of them stayed by his side in the restaurant, and two others guarded the vehicle to prevent anyone from tampering with it.

Such tight security deterred almost anyone who wanted to assassinate him.

Many people are saying that the Kamiyo Yunhe so cautious only shows that he is afraid of being beaten.

Manager Wang personally carried the tray to Kamiyo Yunhe and said, "Please enjoy your meal."

Kamiyo Yunhe nodded.

He drank one glass of wine after another, but he drank very restrainedly, never losing his judgment.

After waiting for half an hour, a young woman was escorted in by bodyguards and sat down next to him, snuggling intimately against him.

If nothing unexpected happens, this A-level expert will take the girl to the casino next, and then take her home around three or four in the morning to end his day.

But no matter how cautious and calm Kamiyo Yunhe, he seemed to have lost all fighting spirit and was only focused on indulging in pleasure.

It's like a soldier slowly being eroded by the allure of nightlife after leaving the battlefield.

It's still dangerous, but definitely not as dangerous as it was at its peak.

These are all evaluations given by the Secret Intelligence Department to Kamiyo Yunhe.

But Qing Chen was thinking about something else.

He had personally dealt with Kamiyo Yunhe and knew very well how terrifying the other's fighting spirit and cunning were.

Qing Chen was constantly thinking about how to turn the tables, while Kamiyo Yunhe always prepared a way out for himself and was able to constantly reveal his trump cards.

Back in the underground river, Qing Chen thought that he had destroyed the other party's oxygen tank and artificial gill, and that Kamiyo Yunhe was doomed to die. In the end, the other party still managed to save his life.

How could someone like that become despondent after experiencing setbacks?

Therefore, Qing Chen's judgment was simple: Kamiyo Yunhe on an act.

The other party was playing the role of a master whose will was gradually waning, with extremely realistic acting skills. The speed was neither fast nor slow, and he was very patient.

Kamiyo Yunhe didn't directly play the role of a drunkard, nor did he completely hide away; he needed to make his enemies believe that he was slowly sinking into despair.

This A-level expert knew that someone would definitely come to kill him, so he had to lure out all those threats!

This judgment aligns with Qing Chen's understanding of the Kamiyo Yunhe.

However, Qing Chen had plenty of patience. City 22 was the battlefield he had chosen for Kamiyo Yunhe. In the city, this A-level expert could no longer exert his ability to control beasts.

He won't leave unless he kills Kamiyo Yunhe.

The game between prey and hunter is all about who has more patience.

However, at that moment, the Black Swan Restaurant once again received an uninvited guest. The woman dressed in white hunting clothes, Kamishiro Yunluo, walked in and looked around with a smile.

When he saw Kamiyo Yunhe, he greeted him with a smile, "Brother Yunhe, it turns out you're here too. I didn't expect that even though your arm is broken, your alcohol tolerance has improved."

Kamiyo Yunhe a sneer, "A bunch of useless trash. You couldn't kill one person out of so many people in the Outer World. You are to blame for the death of my brother, Kamishiro Yunwu."

Kamishiro Yunluo wasn't angry. She smiled and tucked her hands into the long sleeves of her hunting robe, saying, "It's really hard on you, Yunhe-ge. Even with your hands broken, you still have to worry about things in the Outer World."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the Black Swan Restaurant.

At this moment, a group of women suddenly surrounded her, wanting Kamishiro Yunluo to sign autographs for them. Kamishiro Yunluo accepted all their requests, acting as kind and approachable as a celebrity.

Qing Chen carried the tray to the other diners' tables. He remembered this Kamishiro Yunluo, who was also the most troublesome Chosen One in the Outer World!

For some reason, Qing Chen felt an immense sense of oppression the moment this person appeared.

This is the truly mysterious master among the younger generation of the Kamishiro Corporation!

However, what this Kamishiro Yunluo is doing now is a bit strange, like a playboy without any ambition.

Before long, Kamishiro Yunluo was surrounded by beautiful women, and he said to Manager Wang with great interest, "Put all these ladies' bills on my tab. I love dealing with beautiful women more than anything in my life."

Qing Chen stared in disbelief at the lipstick mark on Kamishiro Yunluo's face.

He never expected that this expert, who had once made him feel oppressed in the Outer World, would be such a person.

Wait, in Qing Chen's peripheral vision, there was a person with his hat pulled low, hurrying past Kamiyo Yunhe... golden hair, deep-set eyes, and a high nose.

There was a white man in this Black Swan Restaurant in the North!

Qing Chen had never heard of any alien races in the North other than the Divine Era and Kashima, so the other party must have come from the other side of the Forbidden Sea.

But the question is, how did they cross the Forbidden Sea? Could they fly like Yang Yang?

He pondered deeply. Could the Age of Gods be trying to join forces with the other side of the Forbidden Sea? With the current level of technology, whether it's the Federation or those people on the other side, as long as the problem of endurance is solved, everyone would actually have the ability to cross the Forbidden Sea by air.

The issue of endurance seems simple: just find an island in the Forbidden Sea that can serve as a base for your advance.

But no matter who comes from such a long distance, the Federation Group Army can wait in comfort.

Unless someone opens the door for them.

There will be another chapter at 11 PM tonight, and it will be 5,000 words long. Since new plot developments always require more detail, I'll try to write as much as possible each day during this phase.