Chapter 174

A tomb? A team lost in the dense fog? Zhang Yuanqing turned to glance at the living room and lowered his voice, "The ancient tomb in Jinhui City where the bronze sculpture was unearthed?"

"You know about it?" Fu Qingyang asked back.

"I saw the news last night." Zhang Yuanqing explained briefly and said, "I already saw this morning's news. The fog was released by the Mist Lord, right? Are there evil professionals trying to steal the bronze sculpture?"

As he spoke, he had already opened the wardrobe, instructing Blood Rose to flip out of the bedroom window, use the air conditioning unit to climb into the window of the outer corridor.

His grandparents were home; it wouldn't be appropriate for Blood Rose to leave through the front door.

"No, according to current intelligence, the source of the fog is that bronze sculpture."

Fu Qingyang's answer made Zhang Yuanqing pause, stopping his steps towards the door. "The source is the bronze sculpture?!"

Fu Qingyang's explanation came from the speaker: "The bronze sculpture that the archaeological team dug out of the ancient tomb is strange. On the day it arrived at the museum, the archaeological team and museum staff lost contact.

"After the security officers arrived at the scene, they found that the museum was already shrouded in thick fog. They sent three security officers into the museum to look for the missing personnel, but the three security officers also lost contact.

"The security officers outside transmitted the news back to the Security Bureau, and three minutes later, they too lost contact. They were swallowed by the fog that permeated the museum.

"That night, a stationed deacon in Jinhui City took a team deep into the fog to investigate, and then disappeared. By this morning, the fog had spread out of the museum, forming a large fog covering an area of ​​more than ten li.

"Ordinary people trapped in the fog for a long time have drastically changed their personalities, attacking anyone they see. Those who have just entered the fog are like headless flies, unable to find a way out. After a long time, their personalities also drastically change.

"The official Xingzhe of Jinhui City reported the matter to the Hangzhou branch. The Hangzhou branch immediately organized manpower to go to Jinhui City. As of now, the matter has not been effectively controlled and resolved. The Hangzhou branch just called the Songhai branch, hoping that the Songhai patrol team can cooperate in the investigation."

Fu Qingyang's voice was sonorous and powerful, like a news anchor.

Fog, bronze sculpture, it should be a Mist Lord-level item. Strange, the bronze sculpture was dug out of an ancient tomb. Its owner should have died long ago. Why wasn't the item taken back by the Lingjing? No, to be precise, why wasn't the ancient tomb taken away by the Lingjing?

A question flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind. He hissed, "If the fog is allowed to spread, won't it affect the entire Jinhui City? Also, boss, how can ancient tombs related to Lingjing Xingzhe appear in the real world?"

Old Bastard's Three Dao Mountain Niangniang Temple also existed in reality, but was later "swallowed" by the Lingjing and became a dungeon.

"That's what you need to investigate. Yuanshi, you represent the Songhai branch patrol team to go to Jinhui City. Contact me anytime if you have any problems," Fu Qingyang said.

*You could go yourself, I have to accompany my little aunt shopping today*... Complaining inwardly, Zhang Yuanqing said, "Understood!"

After all, what's the point of having so many deacons and captains if the Elder has to show up for everything?

The Hangzhou branch's Elder didn't take action, which means the situation hasn't reached the "Sovereign level".

Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone and immediately received a location sent by Fu Qingyang, with a sentence attached: "Meeting point for all teams in this operation."

He clicked on the location map. The address was a hotel in Jinhui City, more than thirty kilometers away from the museum.

Putting away his phone, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on his little aunt's door.

"Oh, not ready yet!"

His little aunt's soft voice came from the bedroom.

"I'm not going shopping."

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, the bedroom door opened, and his little aunt, wearing light makeup, stood coldly at the door, staring at him, and said coldly, "Give me a reason I can't refuse."

Without saying a word, Zhang Yuanqing dragged his little aunt into the room, and his little aunt threw off his hand in a fit of pique.

"I just received a mission from the Huaguo Dragon Group headquarters to go to Jinhui City. There are evil villains causing trouble there, and they need me, the treasure of Songhai, to solve it." Zhang Yuanqing said with an extremely serious expression.

He knew that his little aunt was very interested in Lingjing Xingzhe, and she always inquired about this and that. Zhang Yuanqing just perfunctorily dealt with it, sometimes saying that he solved Doctor Octopus last year, and sometimes saying that this year's five million performance was contributed by a weirdo on a flying skateboard.

Jiang Yu'er was dubious about this, always feeling that these villains had a strong sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them.

Hearing this, his little aunt asked suspiciously, "Huaguo Dragon Group? Didn't you say it was the Superpower Agent Team before?"

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, thinking, did I say it was the Agent Team before?

".The Superpower Agent Team belongs to the Dragon Group." He forcibly arranged a subordinate relationship between the Agent Team and the Dragon Group.

"If you don't believe it, you can watch the news. This matter is on the news."

Hearing this, his little aunt ran out, and sure enough, she saw her elderly father watching news related to Jinhui City.

"Okay, anyway, we can go shopping anytime." The silly and sweet little aunt immediately believed it and told him, "Be careful, will you be back tonight? If you don't come back, remember to call me."

"Got it!"

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and quickly went out.

Jinhui City, Lihao Hotel, 28th floor conference room.

The deacon in charge of this operation is called "Summer Tree's Love", a thirty-something, cold and intelligent woman.

This swordsman was wearing military boots, military trousers, and a military green vest, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, silently looking at the distant fog. Under the scorching sun, the grayish-white fog was like solidification, lingering between the tall buildings.

The major streets leading to this area were blocked by road police with roadblocks, allowing only exit and not entry.

The situation has been temporarily stabilized, but the situation is still grim. The fog is spreading at a slow but steady pace, and in at most two days, it will engulf the entire Jinhui City.

By that time, the number of innocent people affected will be unimaginable.

Of course, they will definitely raise the event level to Sovereign-level before that step and ask the Elders of the Hangzhou branch to take action, but this would make the Saints of Hangzhou seem incompetent.

*yawenba.*

Summer Tree's Love turned around and looked at the deacons and captains in front of the conference table and said slowly, "The team led by Deacon Yunmeng has also lost contact. Everyone, I would like to hear your opinions."

Just ten minutes ago, a team led by a deacon went deep into the fog to investigate and then lost contact.

At the conference table sat sixteen official Xingzhe, including three deacons and thirteen captains.

They were "Fire Saint" of the Fire Master profession, "Flower Whisper" of the Wood Elf profession, "Bearing Virtue" of the Earth Monster profession, plus "Summer Tree's Love" and "Yunmeng" lost in the fog. All the Saints who could come from the Hangzhou branch were dispatched.

Other Saints did not participate in the operation due to work reasons or vacation. In addition, theoretically speaking, if six Saints cannot handle it, then it is useless for other Saints to come. They have to ask the Elders.

As the other two Saints frowned, Fire Saint said directly, "My suggestion is that we each lead a team, kill into the fog, kill gods when we meet gods, and kill Buddhas when we meet Buddhas."

This Saint was over 1.9 meters tall, had a crew cut, and wore a black vest. His strong muscles supported the vest, and his biceps were as thick as a woman's waist.

A very standard Fire Master answer. The four Saints present ignored him.

The captains kept silent, looking at their noses, noses looking at their hearts.

After a few seconds, Deacon Flower Whisper, wearing a pleated dress, said in an ethereal voice, "The bewitching fog of the Bewitching Demon will make those who are trapped in it lose their way. Yunmeng is a level 4 Saint, and even she was hit. Then the level corresponding to the source of the fog is at least level 5.

"We need an item that can distinguish directions in the fog."

The bewitching fog of the Bewitching Demon has a strong bewitching power, and ordinary items such as compasses cannot handle it.

Deacon "Bearing Virtue" shook his head and said, "Then we need the help of a Star Official, but there are too few Star Officials, and they are all in the capital. Those stationed in major branches are Night Wanderers."

Distinguishing directions is the basic ability of a Star Official who masters astrology.

Fire Saint said displeased, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't we still have to bite the bullet and go? The longer we are trapped in the fog, the easier it is to go crazy. It's fine if the citizens go crazy, but if the Lingjing Xingzhe team from last night goes crazy, I don't know how many innocent people will be killed.

"Now, people are being injured and dying in the fog all the time. The longer it drags on, the more serious the situation becomes. Who will bear this responsibility?"

Deacon Flower Whisper snorted softly, "Can we solve it by entering the fog? Wouldn't the situation be more serious if everyone is trapped inside?"

Fire Saint said, "If we are all trapped inside, the Elders will take action and the matter will be resolved."

Deacon Flower Whisper retorted, "Then we might as well just report to the branch and ask the Elders to take action."

"This will only prove our incompetence!" Summer Tree's Love waved her hand and interrupted the two's dispute.

After pondering for a few seconds, she seemed to remember something and turned to look at her assistant and said, "Has the Songhai branch arrived? Call and contact them."

Hearing this, the assistant immediately dialed the Songhai branch's "customer service hotline". A dozen seconds later, she hung up the phone and said, "They said they are only responsible for transmitting messages, and they don't know the specific situation of the patrol team. We can only wait."

The operator is only responsible for transmitting messages and is not qualified to talk to the patrol team's deacons or Elders.

"Even if we want to go deep into the fog, we have to wait for the Songhai patrol team to arrive before taking collective action!" Deacon Flower Whisper took a sip of tea and said curiously, "I wonder who the Songhai branch will send to support us."

As a super first-tier city, Songhai is full of experts, and the patrol team is even more of the elite. The lowest captain is a level 4 Saint.

Moreover, the Songhai branch ranks in the top five among major branches, and its item reserves are abundant.

The deacon of the Songhai patrol team is different from the deacons of other places.

Summer Tree's Love thought for a while and said, "I know a few patrol captains from the Songhai branch. As long as one of them comes, we can indeed force our way into the fog."

At this moment, the conference room door was pushed open, and a formally dressed supernatural Xingzhe led a group of people in.

The official Xingzhe at the conference table looked sideways. The leader was a young man in his early twenties, handsome and sunny, but lacking some maturity.

Behind him were four stunningly beautiful women: a mature and bright milf, a youthful girl, and a flamboyant red-haired little girl.

"Yuanshi Tianzun?!"

Summer Tree's Love raised her eyebrows, somewhat stunned.

She didn't expect that the helper sent by Songhai was actually the rising star of the Five Elements Alliance.

Did he enter the patrol team after passing the Slaughter Dungeon?

Deacon Flower Whisper examined the young man with a hint of curiosity.

The official Xingzhe at the conference table made slight commotions, either surprised or excited. This was the special treatment of a celebrity, regardless of strength or level.

Fire Saint frowned.

As the person in charge of the operation, Summer Tree's Love greeted him and extended her hand and said, "I am the person in charge of this operation, Summer Tree's Love."

"Yuanshi Tianzun!" Zhang Yuanqing reached out and shook her hand and smiled, "Summer Tree's Love... I watched this detective story when I was in junior high school. The heroine's reasoning ability made me admire her very much, and I longed to have such an assistant in the future. Unfortunately, my assistant is a man."

Summer Tree's Love is an unpopular detective story, a work by a Japanese female writer.

Zhang Yuanqing was obsessed with detective stories when he was in junior high school, so he watched this not-so-famous work and liked the flamboyant heroine very much. He often lamented how great it would be if Brother Bing was a girl with reasoning skills.

Whenever he said that, Brother Bing would punch him.

Summer Tree's Love was stunned for a moment, the smile on her lips widened, and her tone became gentle: "It seems we have a common hobby. Please sit down, I will tell you about the current situation."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun is very famous and is regarded as an idol by many official Xingzhe, jokingly called Lord Tianzun, in the eyes of the deacons, he is just a junior.

The deacons will look at him differently because of his fame, but there is absolutely no respect or worship.

No one worships someone weaker than themselves.

Yuanshi Tianzun is just a genius who has just been promoted to Saint after all. His experience value will not exceed 5%.

When she saw that the supporter was Yuanshi Tianzun, Summer Tree's Love was disappointed, but Yuanshi Tianzun's words made her feel like she had found a book friend, and she felt close to him.

After Summer Tree's Love finished speaking, she said, "We plan to enter the fog collectively and deal with the bronze sculpture. We are just waiting for you."

Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said, "Deacon Summer Tree, you just said that a deacon has lost contact in the fog, which means you don't have a way to distinguish directions, right."

Before Summer Tree's Love could speak, Flower Whisper said helplessly, "Yes, so entering the fog collectively is also a last resort. We can't say that we can definitely reach the museum, but at least there won't be too much danger.

"According to our observation, the fog will make people lose their way and gradually go crazy, but there are no terrible enemies. If we lose contact with the outside world, the remaining team members will send the news back to the branch and ask the Elders to take action."

The most effective way to restrain the fog is the Rain Master's ability to summon wind and rain, but this belongs to the power of the Sovereign.

The fog covers an area of ​​more than ten kilometers. Asano Ryo's method doesn't work... Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

Fire Saint glanced at him and said, "You are a level 4 Star Official, and you can't even use astrology. I thought the Songhai branch would send a level 5 or even level 6 Saint to help. In the end, it just added a level 4 combat power, which is useless."

*If you weren't a Fire Master, I would have thought you were provoking me...* Zhang Yuanqing said, "Since the Songhai branch sent me here, they are naturally prepared. I have an item to distinguish directions, so don't worry."

Deacons Summer Tree's Love and Flower Whisper's eyes lit up.

Fire Saint was stunned for a moment and said in surprise, "That's great. Let's take action immediately."

ps: Correct typos after update.

(End of this chapter)