The Nisto Guards escorted Linghuo north to visit the rebels and drive away the rebels.
There was no shuttle available when we arrived at Xingping North Road, so 102 could only sit in the back compartment of a large freight truck. 101 secretly used her reconnaissance orb in front to clear the way, and only Lu Jing stayed by 102's side.
"What is that?" 102 pointed to a big black box in the carriage.
"...Milaiya." Lu Jing showed a helpless expression.
"Nisto Company dealt with her at the port." 102 spoke to Lu Jing carefully to avoid revealing too many secrets.
"Yes." Lu Jing was even more cautious. She didn't know how to explain the current situation at all, "...we want to 'store' Milaya safely with us."
Milaya's ability is to control the mind with his eyes, which is terrible. 102 thought uneasily. But Tianshu Production had no intention of handling Milaya safely, and instead kept it in the car. If
If she goes berserk, she will definitely kill many people. If she is controlled by Milaya, I really don’t know what will happen.
"I'm afraid." 102 said, "Milaiya is in danger."
"In the early years, she worked at the core of the lighthouse." Lu Jing pressed his forehead, "At that time, she did a lot of evil things and controlled people's minds. This is the most vicious kind of magic, no, it can be said to be the most evil.
"
"Magic power can be divided into good and evil?" 102 didn't understand.
"There must be some." Lu Jing sighed, "Justice and evil, these are the basic attributes of everything."
"Yeah, I don't believe it." 102 said.
"Once the mind control is activated, the opponent will perish." Lu Jing looked into 102's eyes, "This kind of magic is a sin in itself once it takes effect. It deprives people of their free will and turns them into a yes man. Don't you think it's scary?
?"
"It's scary..." 102 had to admit, "What about you? Your magic is 'anti-magic'?"
Lu Jing released her anti-magic power, and a colorful brilliance enveloped 102, making 102 feel weak and limp, and wanted to pass out directly.
Seeing 102's appearance, Lu Jing couldn't help but smile.
"Do you want to see Milaya's current condition?" Lu Jing pointed to the big black box in the carriage, "Maybe she wants to see you too."
102 feels like the magic circuit has been blocked, and he can't even experience the flow of magic.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." 102 said with difficulty, "I feel so tired."
Lu Jing smiled and withdrew her anti-magic power, so that the magic power in 102's body could surge again and circulate around her.
The anti-magic power was so powerful. 102 felt very uncomfortable, leaning against the wall of the compartment.
Mind control is an evil magic. 102 thought to himself. The anti-magic is even more evil than evil. It directly turns witches into ordinary girls. What does this mean?
The military truck passed through the border military checkpoint and headed north. 102 looked out from the glass window at the rear of the truck. After entering Xingping North Road, the regional landscape became even more desolate. The luxurious cities, company buildings and scientific and technological facilities that 102 was familiar with were all gone.
All that is left behind is a large area of pristine rugged hills, with gun towers and bunkers stuck like nails into the mountain ridges that are conducive to defense, and hidden by complex rocks and trees.
The sky was gray. 102 saw the roadside boundary sign, which said that Shilla Infrastructure Company was contracted to build this cement two-lane road. It was like a lone line going deep into the north. The road gradually became winding, and the vast mountains replaced the wilderness.
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"What a big mountain." 102 sighed.
"Yaoyin Mountain is like a boundary mountain that distinguishes the north and south of Silla," Lu Jing explained with a smile. "Like a natural defensive barrier, it gives the rebels space to survive and move. Only after crossing this mountain can you see some
A village on the plain."
102 was lying on the back of the car, leaning against the glass and looking out. The wheels were turning on the road, making a harsh friction sound. The sound became even sharper when going downhill.
What Lu Jing said was true. When the truck went downhill and out of the mountains, 102 saw that the terrain had become gentle. There were dry paddy fields and agricultural towns on both sides. Many people were working silently, and most of them were sallow and thin.
102 looked flustered. She had become accustomed to the relaxed and leisurely life in the Solid Gold Building, but now the war and poverty were back in front of her, making her unable to adapt for a while.
There are many shops, shopping malls and large parking lots on both sides. Before the war, a city like this should have been bustling with traffic and a prosperous population, but now it was lifeless. 102 saw the soldiers of the rebel army. Compared with the guards in Yidu City, they only lacked riot protection.
Wearing helmets and carrying live ammunition, we still patrol the streets to guard against any possible threats.
The war in Silla has lasted for five years. 102 thought to himself. If there were no external intervention, this war would continue endlessly.
No wonder not only the people from Tianshu are coming, but Lila also hopes that the Nisto Company can interfere with Silla. If the unification here is promoted, there will be a lot of new resources and new opportunities. 102 starts to use his brain. The Silla Peninsula is adjacent to the Xia region.
, stretching out to the sea like a spear, towards the northern archipelago, with infinite geographical value.
102 stood and looked at the street. The truck slowed down because it entered a densely populated area. 102 could easily see the scene on the street. There were announcements about energy control and resource rationing everywhere, and in front of the trade stalls under the control of the rebels.
There was a long queue and nutritional ointments and some drinks soaked in pigment were handed out.
Decadent men and women lived by smoking and drinking. They evaded rebel posts, traded secretly in the alleys, used bullets as hard currency, vented their emotions with graffiti, and weaved their innermost desires with pink and deep purple paint.
Big words like "Peace!" were spray-painted on the wall. She saw someone cut open his palm, put a red palm print on it, and then dipped his finger in blood and wrote "Only bleeding, no peace."
These small towns were messy, completely different from the clean Yidu city. 102 watched all this silently, and several times she said to herself, enough! Stop watching! But she still resolutely recorded it with her own eyes.
Everything in Silla, prosperous and bleak, can be seen at a glance.
The car arrived at the headquarters of the rebel army on Xingping North Road, a place called Xincheng.
The Yiliu River is the mother river of the Silla people. Xincheng stands on the south bank of the Yiliu River. The car took a detour and did not enter the city. Instead, it came to the river bank in the suburbs. A funeral was being held here, and the atmosphere was cold.
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"Get out of the car." Linghuo ordered, so 102 held the gun, opened the door and jumped down, breathing in the cold air. There were about twenty rebel soldiers beside him. 102 ignored them and walked towards the funeral itself. They were digging on the ground.
An unprecedentedly huge pit was built to bury Wei October, surrounded by mourning utensils to express people's thoughts about this beloved white dragon.
The body of the silver-white flying dragon was buried in the soil, and is now being filled. Halfway through the process, 102 can still see its slightly folded wings and stiff claws. It was so strong and beautiful in its lifetime, but now it looks so...
It was shriveled, and dark red blood could still be seen at the wound.
The legendary "Princess of the Moon" died in Silla's civil war. 102 didn't know how strong a heart he had to have to face this scene.
"...I would like to convey Miss Lu's condolences this time." Linghuo walked towards the senior non-commissioned officers of the rebel army who were presiding over the funeral.
"Sorry for not being far away to welcome you!" Amberley, the leader of the rebel army, walked from under the cypress tree and said to the sapphire machine puppet Spirit Fire.
102 found that Amberley was an old man, at least 50 years old, with wrinkles on his face. It seemed that the long war had exhausted his energy, and Wei October died in the gunfire of modern entertainment.
"How is the progress of the war?" Linghuo asked, "Since Miss Weiyueyue has..."
Amberley looked at the huge dragon tomb.
"... This is our most painful loss." Amberley sighed, "We must avenge her... We must fight resolutely to complete the unification of Silla. We are determined to fight and hope that Miss Lu can provide some immediate help.
Tianshu Zhuozhuang’s assistance can greatly alleviate our urgent needs.”
"I will." Ling Huo nodded.
After polite exchanges, they separated again, and Linghuo walked towards Xincheng.
"Let's go and stay at the hotel inside." Ling Huo said to 102.
"What kind of person is Amberley, the current leader of the rebels?" 102 asked.
Spirit Fire looked at Amberley who was standing at a high place. He looked particularly vicissitudes of life in the wind.
"He is an anti-corporate." Linghuo said, "It has been more than thirty years since the rebels were organized in Xingping North Road. Since the powerful Wei Shiyue helped them fight, their power has expanded many times, so that they can
It’s on par with modern entertainment.”
"But Wei Shiyue is dead." 102 whispered, "Doesn't it mean that modern entertainment is going to win the whole war? Who will Tianshu Production help?"
102 When it comes to this, I also know the answer. Tianshu Manufacturing is definitely inclined to help Modern Entertainment, which is also a giant enterprise, at least it is also a company.
"It's very complicated." Linghuo said, "We are here mainly because Miss Lu has an interesting idea, and now there is no chance to verify that idea. Well... at least it proves that Weiyueyue is indeed a dragon, a dead dragon.
."
102 nodded slightly, Silla's situation was much more complicated than she had imagined when she came. She could only hope that after conveying the news, smarter people - Xu Yang, Lila, and Lord Farosha would make a decision