New World

City No. 5, Ginkgo Manor.

In a dimly lit hut on the mountainside.

This time, the old man no longer sat quietly, but placed a Go board in front of him, sometimes placing stones on it, sometimes falling into deep thought.

"Nineteen paths crisscross, a thousand years without a single repetition," the old man said. "History seems to be the same, seemingly spiraling upwards, yet always different."

The shadow found a futon behind him and sat down gracefully. "You want to remark that Qing Chen is different from you and me, right?"

"Why didn't you bring him back?" the old man asked.

This old man named Qing Xun had been sitting here for who knows how long.

Decades ago, he defeated the Seven Shadows and took his current position. Since then, there has only been one thing he has to do: play chess...

They fought endlessly, making endless endgame moves, against all the Chess Player in the world on a chessboard called the Federation.

The chessboard may seem complicated, but unexpected things rarely happen. However, this year, something did happen.

At this moment, Shadow grinned gloatingly. "Since you have someone on the Northern Fleet, you should know that it's not that I didn't want to take Qing Chen away, but that he came up with a way to escape everyone's sight."

The old man sighed, "Steam Train."

The shadow said, "You should have been able to predict that the Steam Train would stop there, and you should have also predicted that this Forbidden Item could help Qing Chen escape, but you certainly didn't expect that he could take so many people away with just one gold coin."

In the old man's calculations, there was a strange variable: a Forbidden Item "Power" from the other side of the Forbidden Sea.

This pinky ring doesn't even have a serial number.

"So, in your plan, A02 Base is located behind the Divine Era. Even a god couldn't take away so many people. You want Qing Chen to personally witness the deaths of those Qing Clan intelligence agents and then remember this hatred towards the Divine Era," Shadow said. "Since there is hatred, and the target of that hatred is an entity like the Kamishiro Corporation, then to take revenge, he will naturally need to rely on the power of the Qing Clan. He is a smart man, so he will definitely return here."

The old man did not speak.

The shadow continued, "But now he's survived with everyone. He doesn't plan to come back here; instead, he's quietly hiding. I think he must have guessed something, like he guessed that your involvement in his capture and taking to A02 was part of it, because he guessed Zheng Xiang's identity, that is, Zard's. So he's not only hiding from the God Era, but also from you, and he's hiding in an inconspicuous place, quietly developing his own power."

The old man remained silent.

The shadow said, "When he reappears, I'm afraid even you will be wary of his power. This time, he's not targeting any particular conglomerate, but rather standing against the Federation, including you."

At this moment, the old man chuckled softly, "Little Zhun, you've misunderstood."

"Hmm?" Shadow's expression changed slightly.

The old man said calmly, "Let's not even talk about whether he can lie low and develop his own power. Even if he can, why should I be afraid? You and I are just dust in the sand of history; he is the future of the Qing family. We are witnessing an unprecedented change in history, and we must all learn to accept it and not resist this era."

The shadow remained silent for a long time before asking, "Do you know where he is now?"

"The Federation is so vast that I can't possibly oversee every corner. But in this world, it's hard to find an ordinary person, but it's not hard to find a smart one," the old man said calmly. "When he gains power, he will naturally appear. Pay attention to the changes within the Federation; wherever something new happens, that's where he will be."

Shadow curled his lip and stood up. "You just don't want me to help him kill Kamiyo Yunhe, so what's with the charade? I don't believe you don't know that he broke Kamiyo Yunhe's arm again."

The old man said calmly, "Xiao Zhun, this man should kill himself."

"I know, I didn't intend to help him anyway," Shadow waved his hand. "By the way... do you think he can start from scratch and have the power to turn the Federation around?"

The old man paused, his hand still on the board. "I don't know."

City 22, District 9.

There are 8 Red Scarf Teams, each with 18 members, led by a C-Class member and 17 D-Class members.

They broke up into smaller groups and went into the night.

Inside the command center, a screen projects the recording device worn on the chest of each C-Class expert, allowing the command center to have a comprehensive view of the situation.

Luo Wanyai and Zhang Qinghuan stayed in the command post. Zhang Qinghuan glanced at the book spread out on the table; it was a copy of "Modern History of the Federation".

Zhang Qinghuan asked, "Are you studying?"

"Yes," Luo Wanyai nodded, "Parents are doing bigger and bigger things, and if I don't study, I won't be able to keep up with them."

"Then why study history instead of management?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.

Luo Wanyai glanced at him. "Management studies teach how to manage a company, but what parents need to do is not enough to just learn how to manage a company; they need to learn from history."

Zhang Qinghuan exclaimed, "Old Luo, you're almost fifty years old, and you're still working so hard? I admire you."

Luo Wanyai changed the subject. "By the way, I heard you were assassinated today? Someone saved you?"

"Yes," Zhang Qinghuan said, "That was premeditated. I suspect it was planned by Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Mubei."

"Hmm?" Luo Wanyai was taken aback. "Why do you say that? Xiao Qi has already interrogated them and found out that both assassins are the lowest-ranking assassins in the Dragon Mark Society."

Zhang Qinghuan smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Xu Xiaosen and Jiang Xiaobei are both gene warriors. They joined the Art Troupe as gene warriors and willingly started from the bottom. Do you think a normal gene warrior would do that?"

Zhang Qinghuan: "After they joined, they were eager to make a name for themselves in our first operation, clearly wanting to quickly infiltrate our core team and gain important positions. So I told them then that they were too reckless and denied their contributions. Don't worry, I will keep an eye on these people with ulterior motives for you."

Zhang Qinghuan: "This time they pretended to save my life again, capturing the assassin from the Dragon Mark Society, hoping I'd be grateful. I'm not going to. I knew they had ulterior motives during the interview. And that Gao Yang, I told you he was definitely from another society, but you still want to keep him by your side."

Luo Wanyai opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a while. Finally, he managed to utter a few words: "Great wisdom appears as foolishness."

Zhang Qinghuan smiled confidently, "Those people thought I was really stupid, hehe, actually I saw through their thoughts a long time ago."

Although the process was somewhat different, Luo Wanyai knew that the two big shots in the Spade Club were indeed making efforts to reach the core of power in the Art Troupe...

However, Zhang Qinghuan stifled all the efforts of the Spade bigwigs.

To be honest, at this moment, Luo Wanyai couldn't tell whether Zhang Qinghuan was truly smart or just pretending.

The key question is, wouldn't this mean the boss would be excluded from the inner circle forever...?

Moreover, the boss's current goal is to unite with Spade and let Spade personally experience how important the things the Parent's Association doing now are.

Then, let all the top players in the Spade Club become the help for the Parent's Association to occupy all the Lower Three Districts of the city.

Nowadays, Parent's Association can only have one C-Class student leading a small team to fight against other clubs.

If Spade can integrate, wouldn't it be like an A-rank or B-Class leading a small team?

Isn't this just rubbing all the clubs in the dirt?

Luo Wanyai looked at Zhang Qinghuan, pondering how to get him to go easy on him so that Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei could quickly integrate in...

Just then, Xiao Qi's voice rang out from the command center, "Arrived."

Immediately afterwards, the other team leaders also announced, "We've arrived."

"Arrival."

"Arrival."

Eight teams, each wearing button-type communication devices, arrived in front of eight residential buildings, with two residents standing beside them to guide them.

They waited quietly.

After confirming that all the squads had arrived, Luo Wanyai said softly, "Once you all return victorious and the land is unified, let's move out."

The next moment, Xiao Qi gave a tactical hand signal, instructing the seventeen team members behind him to rush into the residential building. Guided by the residents, they quickly reached the ninth floor.

He himself, with a dagger in his mouth, quickly climbed up the windowsill outside the building.

As soon as the team members went up the stairs, two club members who were keeping watch on the stairs were alerted.

"You..."

Before the club members could even ask a question, Xiao Qi appeared behind them like a ghost. He gently pinched their carotid artery, and the two club members collapsed unconscious.

Xiao Qi whispered, "We need to act quickly."

From the very beginning, with the help of the building owners, Xiao Qi and her friends learned about the internal structure of the entire building and also knew where the guards were.

In military warfare, the most important thing is the strategic map. Only by knowing where the enemy is deployed can you carry out precise and effective strikes.

The reason Qing Chen wanted the Parent's Association launch a people's war was to alienate those gangs, and then someone would naturally help them figure out those gangs' defense measures and firepower deployment.

Not only that.

These poor people in the Lower Three Districts are the cornerstone of the city's infrastructure operation and maintenance. They are involved in all walks of life. If one day the Parent's Association to take action against the entire city, these poor people can also help them mark the details of most of the buildings.

This is much more efficient than exploring everything on your own.

At this moment, Xiao Qi had arrived at the ninth floor, which was the headquarters of the "Live a Long and Healthy Life Together" club.

As soon as they entered the ninth floor, they heard the faint sound of a woman sobbing.

Two gang members were patrolling the corridor when they saw Xiao Qi and were about to raise their guns. But before they could even release the safety, Xiao Qi, with a cold expression, came up to them and punched them in the stomach.

"Take them all down," Xiao Qi said coldly.

He walked forward alone, while his teammates rushed into each room. In an instant, the ninth floor was filled with continuous wails, like a living hell.

Xiao Qi walked to the end of the corridor, pushed open a door, and was shocked to see Liu Bing, the boss of the gang, pinning a young woman down and tearing at her clothes.

"Who the hell are you?" Liu Bing asked.

Xiao Qi came to his side. "Your wild dad."

Liu Bing stood up and threw a punch, but Xiao Qi tightly gripped the seemingly powerful punch in her palm.

Xiao Qi said slowly, "Every time I see scum like you, I can't help but admire your parents' ambition. I really hope they will have the power to change the world soon."

As he spoke, he gripped the other man's fist, and with his right hand, he drew a dagger from his waist and plunged it into the man's spleen.

Then, he watched as Ice Eye slowly lost focus and she slowly knelt down in front of him.

In this operation, the primary objective of all gangs is to kill them, while the remaining members will undergo varying lengths of labor reform in the building controlled by the Parent's Association, such as operating sewing machines, assembling electronic components, and folding cardboard boxes.

Someday in the future, they will hand over all these scumbags to the judicial authorities of the New World.

The New World.

This is the real goal of the Parent's Association.

Every time Xiao Qi thought of those three words, he felt his blood boil. He squatted down, took off his coat and draped it over the girl. "It's alright now."

As he spoke, Xiao Qi turned and walked out of the room. He stood in the corridor to make sure that all the team members were safe and sound, and that all the members of the gang had been subdued.

He said over the communication channel, "The country is safe and sound."