Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 453 Wuzong
"Wu Zong's base is not adjacent to Hongshuang Province. It is not at the highest speed mode, so the shuttle will have to fly for a while."

Lapis Lazuli explained for a few minutes, looked at the young man who was propping up his chin and glancing out the window nonchalantly, and finally tried to remind him: "Song Shi, are you sure you don't want to prepare some countermeasures in advance?"

".Countermeasures?"

Song Shi finally turned his head back, his expression slightly strange: "What do you mean?"

"There are indeed some historical issues between Wu Zong and the Beiting Defense Front." Anthony suddenly said, "But you are the 'Border Patrol Supervisor' appointed by the Speaker himself. Any historical issues have nothing to do with you."

"Are you sure?" Song Shi's eyes showed some interest: "Given Wu Zong's style of doing things, why don't I think they will turn a blind eye?"

"You worry too much." Anthony said: "The current Wuzong is the Wuzong of Yenan."

"If you don't like it, no one can force you." The man's tone was still calm, but under this calmness, there was a sense of decisiveness: "Please trust the Speaker."

"I believe it. Of course I believe it." Song Shi stroked his hand and said, "If I didn't like it, I would never have accepted the position of patrol supervisor in the first place."

He turned back to the omnic.

"Lapis Lazuli, I appreciate your kindness, but as for the countermeasures, I don't think it's necessary."

"And you don't need to worry too much. Although Wu Zong is a bit... uh... cough."

Song Shi said, motioning for the other party to throw some food over: "But overall they act fairly and aboveboard. If they really do something boring, they will punish them first."

Lapis Lazuli flew a bag of potato chips over.

Song Shi casually tore it open and turned it around. Anthony refused and Lapis Lazuli didn't want it either, so he started eating it himself.

In the past, Wu Zong was also a major force in East Land. Initially, it was a communication association of a group of ancient psychics in East Land. It held regular meetings and had a very loose organizational structure. After a long period of history, it gradually evolved and integrated to form the current psychic group [Wu Zong].

The main purpose of [Wu Zong] is to pursue "the supreme martial peak, the strongest among the strong". There have always been frictions with [Beiting Defense Line], and the conflicts between them have never stopped. And because of the styles of both sides, basically whenever there is a conflict, a lot of people will die, so the situation is getting more and more serious.

During the Seven Lands War, various forces came to the fore one after another, and the flames of war spread across most of the world.

[Wu Zong] and [Beiting Defense Front] both had the idea of ​​"ending the battle in one go", but considering that a full-scale war between the two sides would inevitably lead to heavy losses, the final winner might not be able to survive the ensuing conflict.

Therefore, the "Pontiff" of that generation of Wuzong and the "Marshal" of the Beiting Defense Front reached an agreement.

The two sides set up seven arenas in a wilderness mountain range, each with seven people, and fought for seven consecutive days. The winner would be decided by the results of the arena.

Seven days later.

Three hundred miles of rivers and mountains collapsed, the earth veins collapsed, and the sky collapsed.

Wuzong won three and lost four, and thus withdrew from Donglu.

The young man chewed slowly, his appearance calm, but deep down in his heart he was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Wu Zong, Lu Danshu of this age cannot be missed."

This Wuzong, who was the ruler of this generation, was four years older than himself, uh, or maybe five years older, but he had never really asked him about it.

In the previous life, until he died in the battle against the empire, he fought with her three times with all his strength. He lost at first, then tied, and then won again. He fought from the second ring to the fourth ring. Even if it was put in all his experiences, it was one of the most satisfying experiences.

The memory is still fresh...

Now that he is in his twenties, his psychic ability should be at the middle level of the third ring.

Song Shi ate the whole bag of food while thinking.

"By the way, Anthony, is the briefing ready?"

Hearing the question, Anthony's face became serious and he handed over a data tablet: "Please take a look." Song Shi threw the bag out of the window and praised: "What a high efficiency."

The data tablet contains a preliminary investigation report on the basic situation of Wuzong's subordinates.

Work ethics goes here.

——The original duty of patrolling and monitoring the border must not be forgotten.

In his previous life, he was busy fighting in Wuzong's territory, and could only have a general impression of the overall situation. However, as the inspector of the territory of Dai Ye Nan, he obviously could not just rely on the "general impression" to do things.

Song Shi read the document carefully at a glance.

The situation is neither good nor bad, it can only be said to be average.

After so many years of evolution, [Wu Zong] theoretically has a specific organizational structure and operating system, but in reality, [Wu Zong] is just not as loose as the initial regular psychic gatherings, and it is still not a very tight force.

Some of the members of Wu Zong rarely show their faces, and devote themselves to practicing spiritual powers all day long in the hope of reaching the "supreme peak of martial arts, the strongest among the strong". Some of them often hang out in the bases of other forces, claiming to fight to support fighting and prove their martial arts. Finally, among those who remain in the base of Wu Zong, only a few can take care of things.

They have largely handed over the operation of their base to the government, and are not like other forces, which are inseparable from and mutually infiltrated with the government of their own base.

Instead, it has a bit of a secluded feel.

This also led to the local government becoming increasingly bloated over the years. At the same time, Wuzong's overall independence did not mean that every member was indifferent to worldly desires. Some people used themselves as backers to support many local forces of families, companies and gangs, and indulged in lust.

As long as the behavior is not particularly excessive, the government will turn a blind eye to it.

After all, [Wu Zong] has a current pillar who is very powerful, but he has shown that he will not interfere with the operation of local government, so occasional minor mistakes are within the acceptable range.

"——So, it's time to sort things out."

Song Shi put down the data tablet.

"I think the main thing is to warn people, and the secondary thing is to punish them."

"The dirt that has accumulated over the years in the local government must be cleaned up, and those people in Wuzong must be warned that they can enjoy themselves, but not excessively."

Song Shi smoothly determined what to do.

Anthony got to the point: "What are your standards?"

"Those who don't listen to advice will be killed, those who cross the line will be killed, and those who want to test will be killed first." Song Shi sighed: "The main reason is that time is a bit tight, there is nothing we can do."

Anthony's prosthetic eye lit up, and he obviously made a note of it on his memo.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

[Attention, your destination is about to arrive, please be prepared——]

A soft synthetic female voice echoed in the cabin.

Song Shi stood up slowly.

Looking up, unlike the plains, this world is full of mountains and hills, with undulating terrain and a large difference in height. The buildings are located among the undulating terrain and are connected by aerial rail lines, forming a city network.

[Wu Zong]’s base, Canglu Province.

Capital, Douqu City.

(End of this chapter)