When the jeep drove to the border between the Red Giant Wolf District and the Green Olive District, a group of lower-class citizens with worn clothes and pale faces were holding wooden signs and pulling paper, coming towards them.

"We want land!"

"We want jobs!"

"We want a life!"

The voices of the group were neat and orderly, traveling far.

Unlike the previous encounters of the "Old Task Force," the marchers were now quite excited, as if they had seen hope.

At the same time, they added a slogan:

"Severely punish traitors and fight against evil!"

"'Salvation Army' at least made efforts to save the world, but 'First City' has never had such thoughts since its establishment..." Jiang Baimian leaned her right arm against the car window and muttered.

She knew that the slogan was aimed at the "Salvation Army," the "Anti-Intellectualism Church," and the Elder Varro who was said to be colluding with the "Salvation Army" and the "Anti-Intellectualism Church."

In the early days of its establishment, the "Salvation Army" had a strong sense of mission and was full of aggression. They kept fighting until they bordered "First City," making the latter extremely afraid.

In order to fight against this powerful enemy who wanted to save their slaves, "First City" had been demonizing the "Salvation Army" for many years, saying that they were biased, extreme, and fanatical, that everyone was like an unreasonable madman, that once the "Salvation Army" came, they would take away all the accumulated land and wealth in the name of the collective, that the "Salvation Army" publicly advertised that supplies would be uniformly distributed according to needs, but in fact it was just exploiting ordinary people to satisfy the rulers, and that they possessed very evil powers that would unknowingly change the target's views, thoughts, and cognition, making the citizens of "First City" their puppets, doing all kinds of things that were completely different from their current preferences.

Under such daily demonization, the citizens of "First City" both hated and feared the "Salvation Army," considering them the number one enemy of "First City."

In the noble class, anyone who was exposed to colluding with the "Salvation Army" basically lost their political life.

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed with Jiang Baimian's words in Long Yuehong's tone.

After Bai Chen parked the car in an inconspicuous location, Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and said:

"Don't wait until the agreed time at night to contact Old Ge and Old Han. The situation in First City is changing rapidly, and it will most likely affect the situation in Spring Town. We must notify them as soon as possible.

"Well, hopefully Old Ge's communication module is always on, otherwise we'll have to wait until night."

She meant that there was no need to wait for the radio transceiver that Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo had obtained to be turned on, and to contact Genava directly.

—The "Old Task Force's" radio transceiver was always on, waiting for the company to reply. They had already made this clear in the report.

Just as Jiang Baimian was about to contact Genava, Pangu Biology sent a telegram back.

The content of the telegram was not long, and translated it was:

"Try to arrive at Gate 15 on Emperor Street in the Golden Apple District before the turmoil occurs to see someone.

"The password is:

"Angelica."

Gate 15 on Emperor Street in the Golden Apple District? Jiang Baimian was no stranger to this address. Her father had mentioned that Elder Myers of First City, who had a close relationship with the company's chief scientist Huang, lived here.

This was his home.

And the street was also home to Beulis, the governor and commander of First City.

Hearing Emperor Street in the Golden Apple District, Bai Chen's face suddenly changed, and she didn't recover her composure until the suffix "15" entered her ears.

"Did the company's 'Mind Corridor' level Awakened mix into the noble status in First City?" Shang Jianyao stroked his chin and started to use his imagination.

"It may also be a noble's house hiding in the dark and cooperating with us." It wasn't Long Yuehong who made this guess, but Giuseppe, "Garibaldi."

As an intelligence officer, he could be said to be knowledgeable in this area.

"Maybe." Jiang Baimian glanced at the marching crowd heading towards Hope Square and made a decision, "We'll go over there now."

"But, under the current situation in First City, the Golden Apple District is probably guarded every five steps and sentry every ten steps. How can we sneak in?" Long Yuehong raised an objection.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"So we will temporarily stay in a place at the border between the Red Giant Wolf District and the Golden Apple District, waiting for an opportunity.

"In fact, the most attention should be paid to the Hope Square area. The Golden Apple District may not be so heavily guarded."

Speaking of this, she smiled:

"Besides, if we can't do it, we'll report it to the company.

"We have completed 80% of the road, and the remaining 20% will be left to that person."

She meant to let that person come over to meet them, instead of having to meet at Gate 15 on Emperor Street in the Golden Apple District.

"Yes." Long Yuehong felt that the team leader had considered everything thoroughly.

At this time, Bai Chen frowned:

"It's impossible for the company to not be able to deduce the current situation in the Golden Apple District. Why not directly specify a place in the Red Giant Wolf District, and still give such a difficult meeting place as Gate 15 on Emperor Street?"

Jiang Baimian "ummed" and said:

"There are probably two reasons. One is that the other party has a special status and it's not convenient to leave Emperor Street at this moment. The other is that if we can enter the Golden Apple District before the turmoil occurs, it will be much easier to find an opportunity to contact Avia afterwards.

"Okay, first report our difficulties to the company, and then send a telegram to Old Ge and Old Han."

Suddenly, Jiang Baimian was stunned.

After a few seconds, she "aiya"ed.

"What's wrong?" Long Yuehong was a little scared, thinking that there was a bad change.

Jiang Baimian smiled bitterly:

"We haven't waited for Master Zanna Gha to give us the inspection report of Old Han and Zeng Duo... Do you think, if we go to Sikaro Temple after the turmoil in First City subsides, will he ignore us?"

"He might beat us." Shang Jianyao's answer was very pertinent.

...

North Shore Wasteland.

Han Wanghuo, Zeng Duo, and Genava and his party, who were constantly on their way, were about to arrive at the Red River bank.

Suddenly, Genava said in surprise:

"Wei and Da Bai have sent a telegram!"

In order to maintain a state where he could be contacted at any time, he did not skimp on batteries.

At this moment, a strange thought flashed through Zeng Duo's mind:

Genava's surprise this time didn't have any metallic or plastic feel...

"What happened to them?" Han Wanghuo asked directly.

"They were attacked..." Genava picked out the important points and said it again, "They also reminded us to pay attention to dreams."

As an intelligent robot, it naturally completed the decoding at the same time as receiving the telegram.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with that dream." Han Wanghuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Genava moved his metal neck:

"I will tell them about our experiences here and give the guess that the target is afraid of the smell of blood.

"Also, Da Bai said that turmoil may occur in First City at any time, so let us pay close attention to the movements of the regular army of First City in the North Shore Wasteland and determine the situation in Spring Town."

Hearing the last sentence, Zeng Duo was immediately excited.

She pointed to the Red River not far away:

"The strong and the army that are transferred back to First City from the North Shore Wasteland must pass through the bridge over the Red River.

"We can monitor there from a distance with a telescope to grasp first-hand information!"

"Okay." The red light in Genava's eyes flickered.

...

First City, Golden Apple District, No. 9 Emperor Street.

This is the residence of Beulis, the governor and commander of one of the two giants of First City.

Asuss was bare-chested, stretching his arms in the azure swimming pool.

He had just taken a steam bath at home and came out to cool off.

Splash!

The young noble with black hair and blue eyes and handsome appearance climbed out of the swimming pool.

He had a straight body and obvious muscles, which were dotted with water droplets at this time, making him look very stylish.

"The citizens' assembly of Gaius is about to begin, right?" Asuss asked the attendant holding the large towel.

"Yes, there is still a quarter of an hour." The attendant couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried?"

Asuss, whose eyes were deep and charming, wiped his body and smiled:

"What is there to worry about?

"As long as Gaius isn't stupid, he should know that there is no chance of winning by relying on those citizens."

The reason why Asuss was so confident was because his father, the governor and commander Beulis, was one of the strongest people in First City.

The elder had already found the door to the new world in the Mind Corridor, but he restrained himself and didn't push it open.

He wanted to wait until his body was failing and his life was about to end before completing this step.

In addition to this, as far as Asuss knew, most of the people in First City who could be called strong supported his father, and even those who often fell asleep were like this.

For example, Cass.

Yes, Cass, one of the giants who founded First City, Olay's war comrade, and now a unit of currency, was still alive.

He was over ninety years old and slept in that secret room most of the time.

But as long as he was willing, he could temporarily return from the "New World."

And the citizens summoned by Gaius, in Asuss's view, were just means of production—this was a term he learned when reading certain books from the Old World.

In urban street fighting, Awakened are much more useful than the army, unless Gaius wants to die together and destroy First City with the largest equivalent.

...

Hope Square, a large number of citizens had gathered.

Wall arrived here with twenty or thirty police officers. At a glance, the place was densely packed with people.

Hopefully nothing will happen... This police officer also preferred stability.