Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 546 Ground Missions Begin Again

Shangmin Medical District, the top-tier life support center in Lighthouse.

The usually silent corridor was now filled with high-ranking officials, whose mere stomp of their feet could shake the entire beacon.

Upon learning that Lord Morgan had suffered a heart attack and was in critical condition, they immediately rushed to the scene from various areas of the lighthouse.

Linglong Moyu stood outside the medical room door.

Ignoring Charles and the others, he strode into the crowd.

He showed no intention of going in.

Not long after, a tall and imposing figure hurried over. This time, Ran Bing was not with him.

Mark's pupils contracted sharply when he saw Mo Yu standing quietly at the door of the medical room!
For some reason, the words Mo Yu whispered in his ear late last night kept echoing wildly in his mind.

His steps involuntarily stopped beside Mo Yu.

Mark stared intently at Mo Yu's expressionless profile, and asked in a trembling voice, "The City Lord... how is the City Lord?" (Did you do this?)
Linglong Moyu stared ahead and spoke indifferently: "Just now, I was giving a work report to the City Lord in person, and Jing Nan was also present. During the report, the City Lord suddenly suffered a relapse of his old illness, the specific cause of which is unknown."

"I don't know what happened either." (It wasn't me; Jingnan can vouch for it.)
Upon hearing this answer, Mark's extremely tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.

There was a sense of relief that it wasn't you, but also a hint of lingering fear that even he himself didn't realize... "thank goodness you weren't that scary."

He didn't say anything more and quickly walked into the medical room.

Linglong Moyu remained standing in the same spot, motionless, simply staring quietly at Mark's back.

"For the sake of our friendship of over a decade, this is your last chance, Mark!"

……

Medical room.

As soon as Mark entered, he saw Charles and Jingnan whispering to each other in a corner.

Charles's demeanor, carrying an undisguised contempt, filled Jingnan's face with suppressed anger.

He ignored their argument and turned to look at the hospital bed in the center of the room, surrounded by various sophisticated instruments.

Dr. Carrie, the head of the medical department, is personally directing a team of medical personnel in white sterile gowns, doing their utmost to maintain the frail vital signs of the old city lord, Morgan.

Mark took a few more steps closer before he could see the old city lord lying on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose, already in a deep coma.

The chaotic waveforms shown on the left side of the electrocardiogram suggest that his condition is not optimistic.

"mark……"

A hoarse and helpless voice sounded beside him.

Before he knew it, Jingnan had arrived at his side.

"The Lighthouse has run out of supplies of the medicine the City Lord needs..."

She first glanced at the old man on the hospital bed, who was like her biological father, with a worried expression, then looked at Mark with a complex look that was a mixture of fear and hope.

"We need the hunters to set off immediately for the T-69 medical collection point to obtain medical supplies."

A few days ago, Mark believed he would never have noticed the subtle changes in Jingnan's expression.

But now...

Mark understood.

What is the reason behind Jingnan's complicated expression?

Mo Yu's icy words from last night echoed in his ears like a curse.

As the supreme commander of the hunters, and the next successor personally designated by the city lord.

At this moment, he has two choices.

First, they refused to carry out this extremely dangerous ground mission, citing reasons such as "the heavy structure is still damaged and has not been repaired" and "the Hunter team members need to rest."

Then, he could use his legitimate status as the "next city lord" to rightfully take over all the power of the lighthouse ahead of schedule.

Then, after waiting quietly for six days, the succession ceremony will proceed smoothly, and he will become the new lord of the lighthouse.

According to the three survival rules established by Morgan himself, each city lord must embark on a "long journey" upon leaving office.

Anyway, the old man lying in the hospital bed will be sent to his death on the ground in six days.

Even if Mark refuses to carry out this mission right now.

The vast majority of people inside the lighthouse, especially the upper class who believe in the rules of survival, will not feel ungrateful for him because of this.

From any perspective, even if Morgan were still lucid, given his past behavior, he should have given the order to abandon treatment for himself.

Second, despite the severe damage to the heavy structure and the fact that the personnel had not yet rested, despite all objections, it was agreed to carry out this ground mission with an extremely high mortality rate, taking Ran Bing with them to help her escape this breeding mission.

The price of doing so was that he and his team members had to risk their lives to carry out a search mission ahead of schedule for an old city lord who was supposed to be traveling far away according to the rules, without taking any rest!

Mark pursed his lips and stared intently at the old city lord on the hospital bed, his face ashen.

Upon seeing this, Jingnan's eyes reddened, and she was almost in tears.

In the past, Mark would have never hesitated to carry out such a task.

But now, he hesitated.

Any difficulty arises once hesitation begins.

Then, all the negative factors in one's mind will be magnified, eventually pushing oneself step by step towards escapism.

Under Mo Yu's influence, Mark did indeed change, and he did indeed waver.

but……

When he considered the old city lord's care and trust over the years, and how the old lord had even passed on the position of "next city lord" to him despite immense pressure...

Mark's eyes narrowed, and he turned to Jing Nan, saying in a deep voice:

"Have Jessica retrieve the equipment that isn't fully repaired yet! I'll go gather the team right now!"

"...Thank you! Mark...thank you!"

Jingnan covered her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes.

She knew very well the immense temptation Mark was facing.

"..."

As he passed by the dark red figure who was still quietly waiting in front of the door.

Mark instinctively turned his head away, not daring to look him in the eye.

The two passed each other.

Linglong Moyu stared straight ahead, seemingly unmoved.

'So... you still chose the most foolish decision?' There's no need to ask.

Judging from Mark's expression, he had already guessed the outcome.

If Mark chooses his "best option".

So at this point, he wouldn't leave the medical room at all; he would stay by Morgan's side without leaving for a moment!
As long as Morgan is not given any opportunity to "change his mind" or be "forced to change his mind".

Having already received the appointment as the next city lord, he could naturally ascend to the throne.

Leaving at this crucial moment is tantamount to giving your opponents room to take advantage of the situation.

The returns were almost negative!
However... such a kind-hearted fool still has a lot of personal charm.

……

The lighthouse slowly came to a stop.

Just three modified heavy trucks, carrying a dozen or so elite hunters and the older members of the expedition list, drove into the wilderness.

Linglong Moyu looked down from a high place at the three black dots on the ground that were gradually moving away.

"Mark is ultimately not suited to be the city lord."

A voice, tinged with a mixture of mockery and regret, came from behind him.

It's Charles.

There were only the two of them on this platform.

Charles, also looking straight ahead at the hunter team that was practically going to their deaths, casually said, "If I said... I'd like to sit in that position."

"Mo Yu, will you support me?"

Linglong Moyu's indifferent face remained unmoved. He adjusted his glasses and said, "In a sense, I am the deputy commander of the Light and Shadow Society, your deputy."

Whether you can replace Mark and become the next city lord does not depend on me. It depends on the comatose old city lord, your sister Jingnan, and Victor, who is in charge of the city's defense forces.

A knowing smile appeared on Charles's lips.

Mo Yu's reaction was exactly as he had expected.

"I will find a way to handle things on their end."

Charles flicked his cloak, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he patted Mo Yu on the shoulder: "Jing Nan and that old codger Victor are no longer suitable for their current important positions. From now on, the Lighthouse may need you to take on more responsibility."

Before he finished speaking, a dozen armed priests quickly stepped forward and subtly surrounded the platform.

Charles smiled and said, "The city lord is critically ill, and things may not be peaceful in the lighthouse recently. These dozen or so people are elites I have carefully selected, specifically to protect your safety."

Linglong Moyu did not turn around, and the indifference on his face remained unchanged.

Charles paid no attention, and with a victor's smile, strode away.

Linglong Moyu remained standing quietly on the edge of the rooftop, letting the cold wind from above blow against her dark red robes.

The dozen or so priests did nothing out of line with him, as if they were genuinely there to protect him.

After all, given Mo Yu's position in the Light and Shadow Society, unless he truly stood against Charles...

Otherwise, even if these clergymen were Charles's loyal followers, they wouldn't dare to truly offend him.

Linglong Moyu looked up at the sky.

'Now, this is Charles's last chance. If he takes control of me first, he can completely control the entire Light and Shadow Society and freely mobilize all the clergy within the church.'

'If Mark dies in this ground mission, then he can rightfully succeed as the city lord.'

'If Mark survives, he can find an opportunity to control Jingnan and Victor, then use the excuse of an attack by the Devouring Beasts to launch the lighthouse ahead of schedule. In this way, Mark, left on the ground, would become an insignificant pawn.'

'However, if he does this, his trust level among all the hunter units will... basically become negative.'

It can only be said that the military, especially those fighting abroad, can be easily ruined if the higher-ups within it have ulterior motives.

“But… Charles, how do you know I’ll definitely stop you, instead of… helping you out?”

Linglong Moyu flicked her fingertips, which were hidden in her sleeves.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the Lighthouse City Lord's study, in a secret room classified as top secret.

A massive brain, half biological and half mechanical, as large as a small mountain, is being immersed in a transparent liquid.

Countless thick cables connect this enormous, still slightly pulsating biological computer from all directions.

This is the true core of the lighthouse.

The operation of the lighthouse, the ecological cycle, and the planning of future flight routes all rely on it for calculations.

A wisp of primordial spirit fluctuation quietly emanated from the vast flow of information.

That was a small "backdoor" hidden in the report that Mo Yu had submitted earlier.

Countless symbols recombine and connect to form the soul of the technique!

The spell was activated, and in the virtual information world, it materialized into human form.

[Minor Magical Talisman - Electronic Queen]!
The brain, which had been dormant, seemed to sense something and instantly "woke up," beginning a frantic self-examination!
"(Who are you)?"

Soon, it instantly locked onto the figure that had appeared out of nowhere in the vast world of information.

Massive streams of data swept past us like surging rivers!

The figure seemed oblivious to this.

He simply raised his hand slowly.

Then, he threw a punch forward, seemingly without any particular intention.

"Om-!!"

An invisible wave is spreading!

The magical soul was instantly exhausted!
The figure who delivered the punch vanished into thin air.

The enormous biological brain suddenly froze!
The entire information space seemed to freeze for a moment.

follow closely……

“Gurgle…Gurgle…”

Numerous, violent bubbles are being generated wildly from the liquid!