Chapter 1528: Chasing Flavors! (part 2)
The fires of war were all around.
The place was in ruins.
Anyone who saw the scene before them would be filled with emotion.
With such prerequisites, there's no subsidy you couldn't get.
Unfortunately, the 'communication device' was broken.
In such a collapse, the extremely sophisticated 'communication device' couldn't remain undamaged.
And the more complex the machine, once damaged, the harder it is to repair, even if it seems completely intact from the outside.
Of course, it's not absolute.
Sometimes, if the angle is right and you give it a light tap,
There is a probability it could recover.But most likely, the damage would increase.
Only someone extremely familiar with it could succeed.
Such familiarity must be an integration of human and machine.
"That may not be the case,"
"Trust me, the 'communicator' in Uptown could see this scene — although their surveillance of the Lower City District isn't as formidable as we imagined, it's still capable of seeing what's happening below, especially after we provided such clear 'hints'."
The 'old man' spoke with a meaningful smile.
"You mean..."
Lauren Delder stretched out his tone.
"I am confident to squeeze out the marrow of that guy!"
The 'old man' said with conviction.
...
"Alas, poor Holle, he's doomed."
New Plymouth stood at the corner of Sector 16, looking at the collapsed 'Jing' Tower, and couldn't help but sigh.
But the sound was not at all as heavy and muffled as it originally was.
Instead, it was very gentle, in a leisurely way.
A bit like...
'Jing'!
No!
It's not just a bit like, it should be exactly the same.
Especially at the next instant, when New Plymouth picked up the red wine glass from nearby, the image was a replica of 'Jing'.
It's just that the ordinary appearance suddenly turned into a massive figure of 2.5 meters, making such demeanor seem a bit incongruous.
But New Plymouth... No.
It's, 'Jing' who doesn't care.
Why did he keep New Plymouth by his side?
Apart from the other's loyalty and decent strength, wasn't it for this day?
A simple little ceremony could gain a nice body, why not?
However, the body has changed.
But 'Jing's' lifestyle habits didn't.
Before he detonated the bomb hidden in 'Jing' Tower, he first let his men bring a chair, red wine, and then pressed the button.
Along with the roar of the explosion.
As he watched his 'Jing' Tower, which had operated for twenty years, collapse, 'Jing' felt no regret or discomfort but an unusual thrill.
It was a kind of thrill filled with destruction and the sublimation of self-pain.
He hadn't felt such thrill for a long time.
So much so that minutes after the explosion, 'Jing' burst into abnormal laughter.
"Hehe hahaha."
From low to high pitch.
Anyone who saw it would think he was a madman.
In fact, in some sense, it was not wrong.
'Jing' never considered himself normal.<uzane> Ths chapter is updated by </uzane>
Yet, he didn't consider himself a 'madman' either.
He deemed himself just a bit smart, with dreams of his own.
He used to be.
And now… still is.
The only difference is that he once was very nave.
Now, more pragmatic.
Just like just now, he used the explosion as a signal to agree with those who remained hidden, that after the explosion, they would retake the base occupied by the 'Freedom Army'. S̈
Of course, that's all a lie to those men.
What he needed is to use these people to divert the 'Freedom Army's' attention.
What he needed is to use these people to attract Uptown's attention.
For this, he's poured in substantial resources.
Not only did he gather his previously scattered subordinates.
He also utilized the secret armed forces hidden for long.
Especially the latter, considered his last force in the Lower City District.
And precisely because of this, he gave others a sense of all-or-nothing.
But in fact?
His real motive was known only to himself.
What 'Jing' Tower?
What base?
To 'Jing', compared to his real goal, they were nothing.
And now, the real goal was getting closer.
So, 'Jing' happily whistled.
The tune was cheerful.
Not like the style of 'Nightless City'.
But originated from a chance encounter by 'Jing'.
And it was because of this chance encounter that changed his life.
Originally he intended to become a doctor, a lawyer, or a teacher.
But that experience changed everything.
His life.
His fate.
Even his character.
All changed in that accident.
Moreover, he firmly believed this change was for the better.
"'Paradise Plan.'
"A great plan!"
"You didn't succeed..."
"Then let me, the successor, finish it."
'Jing' thought inwardly, his lips involuntarily curling up.
But the next moment he became rigid.
Even the cheerful whistling vanished.
Because a figure appeared in front of him. .
Jason!
He recognized him!
The Uptown resident hidden under the 'Old Man's command.
A man who abandoned his own honor, just for a stable life.
But it was such a bastard who repeatedly wrecked his plans.
Almost causing his original plans to fail utterly.
Just thinking of what happened at the entrance of District 29 made 'Jing' gnash his teeth with hatred.
However, he put on a smile on the surface.
"Long time no see, Jason."
'Jing' greeted him.
As if they were indeed old friends who hadn't met for a long time.
But in fact, they had been apart for less than a day.
And they were not friends either.
They were purely enemies.
A fight to the death type.
"Yeah, long time no see."
Jason surprisingly nodded and responded to 'Jing'.
This puzzled 'Jing'.
This was not what he expected.
In his imagination, Jason should have directly attacked by now.
Though they'd truly met only once, based on Jason's previous performance and daily life observations, 'Jing' was very certain that Jason was a man of few words.
His sudden answer now.
Could it be...
As if thinking of something, 'Jing' immediately lunged two steps forward.
Then, he wasn't finished yet.
He lay down directly, rolling to one side.
He rolled out more than ten meters before stopping.
Then, 'Jing' looked up to see Jason standing still, just calmly watching him.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
About two seconds later.
'Jing' stood up as if nothing had happened, patting the dust off his body.
"Sorry, I got a bit too nervous."
'Jing' apologized.
"It's okay, it was entertaining to watch."
Jason said as he reached into his pocket.
Immediately, 'Jing' tensed up again.
But the next moment, 'Jing' felt anger rising from the depths of his heart, shooting straight to his brain.
Jason pulled out a copper coin—the smallest denomination of currency in 'Nightless City'.
He tossed it towards him.
Cling!
The copper coin hit the ground, rolling to a stop in front of 'Jing'.
Splat!
'Jing' stomped on it, his face coldly staring at Jason.
"Are you mocking me?"
'Jing' questioned Jason.
Jason looked innocent.
"Weren't you performing for me?"
"Starting with that ugly smile... quite effective."
"Especially the rolling part, commendable."
As Jason spoke, he reached into his pants pocket again.
He pulled out another copper coin and tossed it toward 'Jing'.
After it hit the ground, 'Jing' stepped on it once more.
"Still not enough?"
"All I have left are silver coins."
"How about another performance?"
Jason said, pulling out a silver coin and tossing it to 'Jing' in the same manner as before.
Only this time, he used a bit more force, and the silver coin flew directly toward 'Jing's face.
'Jing' raised his hand and caught the silver coin.
Immediately after, 'Jing's face changed drastically.
The silver coin was fine.
There was nothing special about the force used.
But Jason had disappeared.
Without even thinking, 'Jing' dodged to the side.
But it was too late.