Chapter 482: Chapter 269: The Esoteric Buddhist Invasion, Beherit!
"New recruit Qin Shi?"
Yao Guodong pondered, considering a possibility, and looked at the Tai Monarch projection from the electronic data stream.
The latter perceived the idea, searched the relevant content, and made a judgment:
"There’s a 67% probability that the local youth Scorching Sun from Heng Province is the same person as this new recruit."
Yao Guodong perked up, his eyes gleaming:
"If it’s really the same person! Would the Governor’s Mansion be willing to throw such a genius into White Poplar Barrier City? Does it mean the Western Front is about to advance?"
As the highest administrative officer here, Yao Guodong always had the future of White Poplar Barrier City on his mind.
He was a steadfast proponent of war, hoping for a comprehensive advance on the Western Front, gradually clearing the pollution zones.
In this way, White Poplar Barrier City could become a bridgehead, continuously supplying troops and playing a crucial strategic role.
But on the contrary, if the Governor’s Mansion, from a macro perspective, planned to retract the Western Front, bringing in the followers to create an encirclement and wiping them out all at once, then White Poplar Barrier City was destined to face a sacrificial end.
"It can’t be determined yet."
The Tai Monarch projection was conservative in attitude.
This was a common problem with active consciousness projections; without 100% confidence, they rarely gave definite answers.
"Let that guy Fu Lei bring the person here; we’ll know at a glance."
Yao Guodong said boldly:
"Geniuses don’t grow out of nowhere; if he can penetrate a Human-faced Spider’s lair, he’s at least at the second-level peak, maybe breaking through to the third level, almost a Soldier King level performance.
New recruit from the training camp? Haha, if all new recruits in White Poplar Barrier City were like him, the battle lines would’ve been pushed forward thousands of kilometers to the rift center already."
The Tai Monarch projection was silent. Even if Heng Province pushed their forces to the lair, completing the full encirclement of the Eastern and Western Fronts, they would eventually withdraw.
The reason was simple.
The Netherworld was the most solid defense line of the followers’ group.
Humans couldn’t adapt to the survival environment filled with distortion and pollution. To be precise, neither could most life forms in the cosmos.
Even a Grandmaster, once dragged into the Netherworld that sunk to "abyssal" levels, would find it hard to resist the corruption and ultimately fall, turning to chaos.
"I’ve contacted the Huangquan Training Camp, and Instructor Fu Lei is on his way out of the city to meet them."
The Tai Monarch projection said.
"However, if new recruit Qin Shi and Scorching Sun Qin Shi are the same person, how does Lord Yao plan to deal with the impending massive attack from the Esotericist group?"
Yao Guodong sneered, waving his big hand, finally exuding the demeanor of the highest officer of Barrier City:
"A bunch of petty criminals! If they dare to come, I’ll scatter their ashes!"
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At the Huangquan Training Camp, a heavy truck as sturdy as an armored vehicle roared out of the iron gate, heading for the city outskirts.
Fu Lei had one hand on the steering wheel and a cigarette in his mouth, recalling the messages from the City Lord’s Mansion:
"Has heaven finally opened its eyes? Did I get lucky this time, finding a new recruit who single-handedly cleared a followers’ lair?"
Fu Lei was half-skeptical; if it were true, this kid named Qin was too good at playing the role of a pig eating a tiger.
For so long, I’ve been unable to figure out his details.
He floored the gas pedal, as if a raging beast, driving into the vast wilderness.
"At least it gives the Huangquan Training Camp something to show off! The little savings we’ve painstakingly accumulated might all go to this kid!"
Thinking of the black medicine he had exchanged, Fu Lei felt a twinge of pain.
Judging by Qin Shi’s performance, he might empty my pockets.
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On the outermost edge of the pollution zone, Jin Chuan and Lu Yao stood like sentries, looking into the distance.
"Xiao Yao, did you see it just now?"
"Come on, Brother Jin, I’m not blind; with such a big meteorite falling, how could I miss it?"
Jin Chuan frowned, worry hidden in his eyes.
"With such a huge disturbance from the abnormal disaster in the pollution zone, can they really come out unscathed?"
This reconnaissance team from the First Battalion withdrew early, their sergeant had been sent to the military hospital for treatment, and Jin Chuan and Lu Yao stayed behind to support Qin Shi and others who continued to explore deeper.
"I don’t know."
Lu Yao couldn’t make a judgment; rationally, relying on just the new recruits and a reinforcement team seemed like a risky venture to brave the Human-faced Spider’s lair.
But every time the words "overestimating oneself" popped into her head, the violent image of the new recruit blasting Tia always emerged.
"But the depth of the pollution zone is rising, and that Twisting Power is getting stronger."
Lu Yao said softly.
The pollution areas where the followers’ group was active were essentially the Netherworld permeating the material universe, leading to extremely unstable spatial structures.
The deeper the pollution area, the stronger the influence exerted on the material universe.
"Brother Qin will definitely return safely."
Gao Pao, who was responsible for driving the Jeep, was very certain.
After this exploration mission, he had already speculated that Qin Shi was the "Young Master Heir" secretly cultivated by a prominent clan.
Otherwise, it couldn’t explain the terrifying combat power Qin Shi displayed.
Completely invincible at that level!
Jin Chuan remained silent, realizing that Gao Pao, still labeled a "rookie," didn’t understand the horrors of the pollution zones.
If it’s a shallow area, it’s still manageable; once deep into the center, where the Netherworld and the material universe highly overlap.
Even a Specialized Level expert with condensed will couldn’t discern reality from illusion, as if dreaming and unable to distinguish between them.
Once lost, one would be consumed by rationality and unleash beastly instincts.
Especially at the frontline defended by the Fourth Battle Group, which was filled with death planets destroyed by war and covered by the Netherworld.