Martial law was declared two days after the professional team returned to Sea Capital.
Sea Capital allows entry but not exit.
Ships, including those in port, are also prohibited from going to sea.
The duration of martial law was not specified.
As for the reason, Sea Capital Law Enforcement detected unstable spatial fluctuations 20 kilometers outside the city.
In layman's terms, there's a high probability that a spatial rift will appear, releasing alien beasts.
This did not have any impact on the lives of the people of Sea Capital.
Every day is still the same old routine.
Sea Capital is the central city of the Alliance.
Let alone beast tides, even mere Tide are no match for them.
The professional team could no longer continue completing tasks and had to devote themselves to cultivation.
With nothing else to do, Qin Ze could only devote himself to supervising the cultivation of his clones.
After the Hundred Schools Competition concludes in a while, Qin Ze plans to make a trip to the Northern Territory.
The fat man's mental strength has reached the required level, and he can now go and trade the cane with the Slacking on the Sidelines.
We can also take a look at the Abyss while we're there.
Qin Ze felt that as long as he stayed at the door and didn't go in, there wouldn't be a big problem.
The Sea Capital was under martial law for several days.
Qin Ze, who was constantly holding back his farts at school, had dinner with Number Three that evening.
"Boss, two skewers of kidneys, please."
Number Three looked a little tired.
Qin Ze kindly reminded him, "Young man, you need to be mindful of moderation."
Number Three rolled his eyes. "I've been working overtime all this time, what does that have to do with self-discipline?"
Qin Ze smiled and said, "It's a good opportunity to replenish my energy."
"Boss, two more servings of chives and one serving of oysters, please."
Number Three said irritably, "If I remember correctly, the Hundred Schools Competition is coming up soon, isn't it?"
"Instead of focusing on your cultivation, you're out wandering around late at night."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Work and rest are essential. I just finished my seclusion; even geniuses need rest."
Number Three believed it to be true.
"The kidneys are here!"
The owner served the grilled kidneys.
Although it doesn't taste like home, I've been in Sea Capital for so long since the Number Three, so I've gotten used to it.
The two young men from the same hometown chatted as they ate.
Number Three reminisced about the years he spent working hard in Jiang City.
Qin Ze talked about his recent school life.
At some point, they both began to treat each other as a safe haven.
In this Sea Capital far from Jiang City, only these two fellow villagers could huddle together for warmth and support.
Just then, a fully armed Law Enforcement Team hurriedly walked by on the street, attracting the attention of the surrounding crowd.
Seeing this, Qin Ze said, "You working people are really busy, still working past midnight."
"By the way, is there any definite news on when the rift outside the city will open?"
Recently, when Qin Ze was browsing the mission hall in his spare time, he discovered a relatively cost-effective errand-running job, but unfortunately it required leaving the city.
Number Three glanced at Qin Ze, then cautiously looked around.
Qin Ze asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Number Three leaned forward and lowered his voice, saying, "There is no such thing as a spatial rift. This is just a pretext that Sea Capital made up to maintain martial law."
Qin Ze frowned immediately.
There's more to it than meets the eye.
So why is martial law being declared?
Number Three whispered, "We've received intelligence that a large number of Virgo's henchmen have recently arrived in Sea Capital, preparing to launch a terrorist attack."
"We've been secretly arresting people throughout the city these past few days."
"To avoid causing panic among the people inside the city, they deliberately said there was a crack outside the city."
Qin Ze suddenly realized.
It turns out they were planning to trap him like a turtle in a jar.
Indeed, the terrorists living nearby are far more terrifying than the monstrous beasts outside the city.
Qin Ze chuckled and said, "You trust me quite a bit, aren't you afraid I'm also Virgo?"
Number Three waved his hand. "If Human Race like you can also be turned by Virgo, then Human Race is completely doomed. Let's hurry up and start the next round."
Qin Ze asked, "How many people have been arrested so far?"
Number Three replied, "Twenty-seven. The intelligence says there are sixty."
Qin Ze joked, "Your informant is pretty amazing. Is he Virgo himself? He even managed to get such detailed information."
Upon hearing Qin Ze's words, Number Three frowned slightly.
"I also think this intelligence is a bit too detailed."
"Over the past few days, many times we have only needed to go to the designated locations outlined in the operations briefing."
"Some guys are so stupid, they can't even run."
"I don't know if that Virgo is really short-staffed or what, he's taking on just anyone."
Qin Ze disagreed. "Isn't this convenient for you?"
Number Three nodded. "That's true."
After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,
Number Three, who can't hold his liquor, is a bit tipsy.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
"Yes, I understand."
Number Three answered a phone call with a serious expression.
He immediately got up and circulated his qi and blood, instantly expelling the alcohol from his body.
"There's an urgent arrest operation that needs manpower; I'll go help out."
I'll treat you to dinner another day.
Watching Number Three's hurried departure, Qin Ze rolled his eyes.
It's probably going to be difficult to get a meal hosted by Number Three in this lifetime.
Late at night, Qin Ze staggered back to school.
In Sea Capital autumn, the weather in Haidu has begun to turn cool.
There are very few pedestrians on campus.
Qin Ze walked alone toward the dormitory, carrying a late-night snack he had packed for his sons.
As Qin Ze passed through the small park, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing under a tree.
"Senior Nangong?"
Qin Ze greeted him.
The other party did not react.
Qin Ze stepped forward, puzzled.
Nangong Qianrou was barefoot, her hair was somewhat disheveled, and she was wearing only thin clothes.
She had her back to Qin Ze and was looking at the road signs, seemingly lost.
"Senior Nangong, where are you going so late at night?"
This time, Nangong Qianrou finally responded.
She slowly turned around, looking at Qin Ze with a blank expression.
"Who are you..."
Qin Ze was baffled by his senior's reaction.
Don't you recognize me?
We went to Shi'an together not long ago.
Nangong Qianrou tried hard to recall with a serious expression, but soon a pained look appeared on her face.
"I'm... sorry, I really don't remember."
"Perhaps we really did know each other before."
But now... I've forgotten.
Qin Ze was taken aback. "Amnesia?"
How could someone suddenly lose their memory?
He raised his hand to touch the other person's forehead; they didn't have a fever.
Nangong Qianrou pointed to the road sign. "I think I used to live here. This place feels very familiar to me. Are we friends?"
Qin Ze blinked. "You really don't remember anything?"
Nangong nodded.
"I forgot too?"
Nod and add two.
On the Local Area Network, the Dharma King said with a mischievous grin, "Quickly tell her you're her boyfriend."
Thousand Faces: "It's too small; the scope is too narrow."
Mist Lord: "Exactly, let's go straight to the point and say you're her husband."
Qin Ze was too lazy to pay attention to these guys who were just looking for trouble.
"It's awful cold, let's find somewhere else to talk."
As soon as Qin Ze turned around, his hand was grabbed; Nangong's hand was icy cold.
"No... don't leave me."
Nangong Qianrou's voice was very soft, with a hint of pleading in it.
Qin Ze sighed.
Suddenly losing your memory and not remembering anything is indeed quite helpless.
"I didn't abandon you, we're just moving to a warmer place to talk. At least you should wear some shoes, right?"
Nangong nodded weakly.
"A Law Enforcement team went in your direction."
The clones planted within the school transmit messages on the Local Area Network.
Qin Ze thought of the arrest team that Number Three had mentioned.
He looked at Nangong Qianrou in disbelief.
"Senior, so you're also...?"