Lingzhang

Chapter 21 Golden Light Shining on the Sea of ​​Stars

What caused the explosion?

Could it be that the furnace in the funeral home exploded?
And what was the reason for the beast's roar?
Does the fact that it has the same penetrating power as the sound of an explosion mean that there is something extraordinary behind the sound?
Does all this have anything to do with the unnecessary defenses of this suburban building?
Yue Hanzhang knew that in the dark zone of the city, where fighting and bloody incidents frequently occurred, if one wanted to avoid trouble, it was best not to have any unnecessary curiosity.

Although Yue Hanzhang did the same, he only glanced at it from a distance at the moment it happened.

All of this is a natural human reaction.

After that, Yue Hanzhang no longer made any "overstepping" moves, but in his heart, Yue Hanzhang couldn't help but keep thinking about it.

For a moment, Yue Hanzhang seemed indifferent even to the nagging instructions that Uncle Zhou was giving in the headset.

However, such speculation itself was doomed to be fruitless and fruitless, and soon, as the sunset glow in the evening began to dim, the night was about to cover the huge city.

As the alloy gate of the East Second Gate slowly opened, the first group of martial arts monks who had returned from outside the city drove their chariots, and after roaring past with a slightly wanton look, they left a trail of mud on the ground.

It's time to get to work.

In an instant, Yue Hanzhang stopped the confused and irrelevant thoughts in his mind, and Uncle Zhou also stopped his endless instructions.

They picked up the mop and began to quickly clean up the mud and blood stains on the ground while the second wave of convoys arrived.

If these cannot be cleaned up smoothly, with wave after wave of convoys passing by, the mixture of mud and blood will completely block the road, making it impassable.

Swish—swish—swish—

For a moment, there were many figures like Yue Hanzhang and Uncle Zhou hurrying by after the convoy whizzed past.

Just when Yue Hanzhang had time to clear the section of the road he was responsible for, the sound of chariots roared from afar.

Now, Yue Hanzhang had no time to think about anything else.

He had no choice but to rinse the mop hurriedly, and then started the second cleaning process in a somewhat awkward manner.

This kind of immersive work lasted for a long time before Yue Hanzhang completely adapted to such a tight pace.

Then, the advantage of the young man's strong physical strength began to show, and Yue Hanzhang seemed to be at ease.

It was precisely in this relaxed pace that Yue Hanzhang had the time to summarize all his observations during this period.

First, Yue Hanzhang noticed that there were several similar transport vehicles mixed in among these chariots. Through the alloy railings and iron cages, Yue Hanzhang saw many captured wild beasts that were in the process of alienation.

These wild beasts are evolving into real monsters. They are extremely ferocious and possess vigorous and powerful blood and energy.

It is the most frequently acquired item by large and small businesses and families in the base city.

Even the minced meat mixed in the energy meals that Yue Hanzhang took at school came from the school's careful selection of such sources.

It was precisely because of this obvious contrast that Yue Hanzhang listened carefully to the roars of the ferocious beasts in the railings and iron cages, and became more and more certain that these alienated beasts did not have the penetrating power of the earlier roar.

All these details further prove the unusualness of the incident itself.

Secondly, Yue Hanzhang also realized some of the difficulties he faced in absorbing the gilded thread ball.

When warriors go out to fight, casualties are common, but not all warrior teams have enough combat power and surplus resources to bring back their companions intact after their deaths.

Maybe it will be buried directly on the spot, or maybe only a handful of ashes can be brought back.

As for those warriors who were seriously injured or even on their deathbed, as long as they still had a breath of life, the gilded thread would not appear. Yue Hanzhang couldn't just keep chasing after them and wait until they died before returning with satisfaction.

This kind of behavior will probably not end well if others see it.

And in the end... this kind of waiting and waiting was not without rewards.

Following the roar of chariots that was obviously louder than the waves of convoys in front of them, and seeing them about to pass by, the cleaners hired by the Patrol Wind Division all stood obediently on both sides of the road.

The ground was covered with mud and blood again, but at this moment Yue Hanzhang's focus was quite different from that of others.

The illusion of a quiet world was superimposed on his vision. Yue Hanzhang immediately looked towards the back of a convertible. On a horizontal stretcher, a bloody warrior similar to "Xiao Liu" was lying on it, having died a long time ago.

I could hear the sad and restrained sobbing of my fellow warriors.

And in Yue Hanzhang's field of vision, the ball of gilded thread was holding up a golden "tail flame", which had apparently dissipated for a while.

But the ball of thread itself is still active.

From afar, almost at the moment when Yue Hanzhang noticed the light, in the flashing flicker, the same frequency and resonance were born.

In that illusory world, the real golden torrent was born again.

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang was a little nervous.

After all, the last time he absorbed the gilded thread and activated his mechanical mind, he almost fainted.

Fortunately, this is not the first time, and the growth and progress in martial arts and mental levels have also given Yue Hanzhang a higher ability to withstand stress.

At this moment, the torrent of impact that rushed wildly through his mind, but the dizziness that followed only caused Yue Hanzhang's body to shake slightly.

Yue Hanzhang had already prepared for all the possible reactions he might have. At this moment, he pretended that he could not bear to look at the bloody scene. With a rather timid posture, he slightly turned his body along with the shaking force.

The movements are natural, reasonable and unobtrusive.

The roar and sobs passed by Yue Hanzhang and went away. Only then did Yue Hanzhang throw away the mop and focus more on the trembling mechanical brain.

Along with the influx of the gilded torrent, Yue Hanzhang clearly noticed the change in the brightness of the light in the mechanical brain, which was a sign that the power was replenished.

In fact, within just a few breaths, the brightness exceeded its previous peak.

Despite such light pollution, Yue Hanzhang was still observing and exploring the more detailed changes in the machine's mind.

Then, Yue Hanzhang saw that in the process of returning to light, two fragments on the suspended mechanical fragments seemed to "come alive" in a way that was completely different from the other fragments.

In addition, the scratches left on the smooth surface due to the earlier alienation and mutual scraping, under the immersion of this gold-plated color, seem to have further acquired some kind of strange beauty like seal characters.

One that was originally dim has now become bright again; the other one seems to have just "come alive" from deathly silence.

The synchronous frequency and resonance of the two fragments, and the resonant frequency domain of the "gilded seal script" on them, seemed to be the source of the constant flickering of the entire mechanical mind.

Along with the miracle of having transcended life and death, Yue Hanzhang was still unable to estimate how many pieces the machine had been smashed into. At this moment, as Yue Hanzhang looked at the fragments floating in his mind like the number of stars in the sea, it was still difficult to estimate.

The dazzling golden light at this moment illuminated the vast sea of ​​mechanical stars, as if illuminating this profound miraculous road that far exceeded Yue Hanzhang's own imagination.

Then Yue Hanzhang gradually realized that, at least, based on the number of these fragments, he would not have to worry about what to do when they were fully charged in the short term.

(End of this chapter)