Hostile Visitors

"Dad, Brother Zhang and I are studying the same thing, but his whole body has turned bluish-black, and his skin is breaking out in sores like he's had an allergic reaction or some kind of poison!"

Zhang Xuezhou was caught off guard by the complex situation within his body, but he managed to handle everything proactively thanks to his exceptional mental and spiritual strength.

From a distance of several dozen meters, Ren Wuyang felt that Zhang Xuezhou had gone too far.

He raised the video camera to broadcast live, then zoomed in a little closer.

I'm coming over!

Ren Yisheng from Jishi Medical Center observed for a while before quickly changing his clothes, taking his cane, and walking out of the medical room to the helipad on the roof of the building.

Ren Yisheng had no idea what use he had been in the past, but if Zhang Xuezhou needed anything, the other party would definitely ask him for help.

As a cultivator in the True Spirit Realm, Ren Yisheng had also taken the Spirit-Forging Pill and was aware of its hallucinogenic effects.

But he had never encountered a situation with such potent toxicity as Zhang Xuezhou's.

Zhang Xuezhou used a flying vehicle to travel to the Luofu Palace to take medicine, and there were many strange things involved.

Ren Yisheng was used to Zhang Xuezhou's unconventional choice of a different path of cultivation, but he was also traveling alone on the path of Mental Strengthening Chapter, and he knew very well that Zhang Xuezhou needed some companions at this time.

Even if their impact is minimal, they might come in handy at some point.

He squeezed the Soul Jade that Zhang Xuezhou and others had brought him from the Thousand Islands Alliance to protect him from unexpected events, and also the Spirit-Forging Pill produced by Zhang Xuezhou. Finally, he stepped into the aircraft and flew alone towards the Luofu Palace.

"I hope Chang Kongluo and the others will be polite and not send me in!"

Piloting the aircraft demonstrates that Ren Yisheng is physically agile and can unleash Gene Fighting Technique, thus beginning to pose a high risk to those around him.

If you apply the rules of old age to Ren Yisheng, Ren Yisheng will be defined as a dangerous person.

Unless he is willing to go to Qinmeng and never return like Zhou Xin, his only place to settle down in Western Capital City is the Old Age Mansion.

Once outside the medical room, Ren Yisheng's fate was also full of uncertainties.

But Ren Yisheng felt he had to go. He had previously sent Ren Wuyang to observe Zhang Xuezhou's unusual movements, and now he was going to see for himself.

In many situations, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Perhaps due to their teacher-student relationship, or perhaps because Ren Anran cared deeply for Zhang Xuezhou, or perhaps because of their cultivation of the Realm Technique, Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou were extremely closely bound together, almost like half a son.

Song Fengying and Zhang Weimeng couldn't keep up with Zhang Xuezhou's pace, and he was the only one who could help them at the moment.

On the aircraft, Ren Yisheng thought about many things.

Only when the aircraft he was piloting nearly crashed into the lightning protection device on a tall building did he finally let go of all his worries.

His physical flexibility was indeed somewhat lacking, much like some patients who hadn't fully recovered from fractures—able to move but not freely.

Having experienced an almost absurd resurrection, everything in Ren Yisheng's life changed.

"Madman!"

From a distant high-rise building came the sound of someone cursing loudly. Ren Yisheng was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The aircraft flew erratically over Western Capital City until it reached the Imperial City, where it was guided to fly and landed safely in the designated area.

Ren Yisheng opened the aircraft cabin door and took out his cane.

He smiled faintly at the two special task force members who were rushing towards him. The two members bowed slightly and stopped bothering Ren Yisheng.

"Take me to the Louvre Palace!" Ren Yisheng said.

"Yes!"

The task force members bowed and stepped forward.

Thanks to the privileges of these two individuals, Ren Yisheng was not bothered for the rest of his journey, and even the ticket checkpoints were given special permission to pass.

Only after stepping into the Louvre Palace did the two special task force members snap out of their daze.

But the two felt as if they had lost a part of their memory. They only remembered that they had just piloted the aircraft to complete the traction in the air, and after landing and checking, there was nothing more to it. Then they found themselves standing at the entrance of the Louvre Palace.

"Zeng Zhiqiang, this isn't something we should get involved in, is it?"

"Walk!"

The two were still shaken, feeling as if they had encountered a powerful being of Sequence Holder.

This matter is beyond their control, so the only option left is to report it to their superiors.

After quickly sending the message, the two looked at each other and then swiftly left the main gate of Louvre Palace.

"Four more aircraft have arrived!"

"Why are there so many unregistered aircraft?"

"There really is no air identification number?"

"How did this aircraft get in here?!"

You can't just fly anywhere over Western Capital City. Unless you have a license plate for a designated aircraft, you also need to report your flight path, which involves layers of instructions.

Ren Yisheng's aircraft was licensed but lacked notification and reporting before being released, which may have been due to an emergency that forced him to take this action.

This situation can be resolved by paying the fine and making a written statement.

The lack of a license and air identification number means that it can be classified as an unknown aircraft or even a hostile aircraft.

Zeng Zhiqiang quickly took out his command device and issued a series of warnings.

In less than ten seconds, he had already begun sending out interference red lines to prevent the other aircraft from landing.

"Oh no, they jumped out of the aircraft!"

"Fifty meters off the ground!"

Jumping from a height of seventeen stories is a difficult feat, as it makes it hard to deploy the descent device, and the ropes providing limited cushioning are also insufficient.

"They are all high- Sequence Holder, report them, quick, quick, quick!"

Zeng Zhiqiang urged his companions repeatedly. The special task force member in charge of communications had just dialed the superior's communication and was about to speak when a slight rumble sounded in the air.

Blood mixed with brain matter was immediately spilled across this guarded area.

"There is an external enemy; counterattack!"

Zeng Zhiqiang's face turned pale. He quickly ran a few steps into the guard room, whereupon the piercing alarm was immediately sounded.

As he scooped the 21-round submachine gun into his hand, he quickly aimed at the aircraft maintaining its balance as it flew at low speed in the air.

As the trigger was pulled down rapidly, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness quickly faded with the intense pain.

A single shot from above is fatal; even with cover, one cannot escape such sniping. Clearly, a top-tier sharpshooter has arrived in the aircraft, capable of taking down enemies with a single shot at close range.

Aside from the piercing alarm, the guarded area's ability to retaliate had been reduced to zero; there weren't even any other task force members responding to Zeng Zhiqiang's alarm.

"Damn it, they left this area during air traffic control and weren't cleared by the advance team, which caused the alarm to go off when they returned!"

"I was wondering why there was a red line at the landing point interfering with our instruments, making it difficult for our aircraft to land normally and forcing us to take off. This damn high altitude was anything but friendly."

"Shut up, quickly take over the Twilight Mansion. As long as we keep those old fogies trapped, these officials in Western Capital City won't be able to cause any trouble!"

"Spacecraft number two has been hit by gunfire and appears to be at risk of crashing!"

"Ignore that aircraft, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

As they jumped from the aircraft and landed with the help of the cushioning ropes, the jumpers exchanged very brief words before rushing forward.

Loaded guns and rapidly operating genetically engineered weapons fired their shots, clearly indicating hostile intent.