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Chapter 257 The End of Blue Arc, Flight Tickets to New York (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
On August 6th, Gu Wenyu sat on the sofa watching the news.

This morning, the Association of Outcasts officially announced a shocking piece of news: In the assassination attempt at Mulong, Outcast "Blue Arc" failed to be saved and was pronounced dead. His body has been sent to the crematorium.

The news quickly went viral upon release, causing a frenzy on major social media platforms. Views surged, nearly crashing servers.

No matter how many times Gu Wenyu refreshed the Weibo page, no messages popped up. At first, he thought he had run out of data, but after connecting to Wi-Fi, he still only saw a circle spinning and spinning, which made his eyes blurry.

At this very moment, netizens from all over the world are discussing this matter in a frenzy, and probably everyone who wakes up early and sees this news will be greeted with a jaw-dropping morning.

Netizens who previously supported or opposed Blue Arc were now in an uproar.

This has even led to several worker strikes and student truancy incidents. At this moment, many people have gathered below the Outcast Association building, holding up signs.

They shouted themselves hoarse, demanding that the association give them the truth, or at least show them the body of Blue Arc!

However, Gu Wenyu sat on the sofa like a meditating monk, unusually calm.

Because he knew that his older brother was still alive and well, but he might have become a corrupted college student.

On television, the host was recounting the events leading up to the "death of Blue Arc" with extreme grief and indignation. At one point, she even raised her hand to cover her face, tears streaming down her face, and asked the audience to give her some time to compose herself.

This is a special day.

Not only would no one criticize her for lacking professionalism, but within minutes a new topic would appear on Weibo's trending searches, such as "The host choked up and shed tears when talking about Blue Arc; what exactly does Blue Arc's death mean for Li Jing?"

It satisfies the audience's emotional needs and indirectly gives the host an opportunity to become famous. Such an excellent job opportunity is hard to seize; most people just bury their heads and read the script mechanically.

In the news, the Aberrant Association used the popularity of Blue Arc's death to completely cover up the truth about Mutaki's father's death, claiming that the video played at the awards ceremony was a fake video created by Mutaki.

Rather, even if it were true, no one would care. No one would accuse a dead person of doing anything wrong, especially since this dead person did many well-known good deeds during their lifetime.

As Blue Arc fades from public view, all the controversies that were hotly debated before will gradually fade into obscurity.

The association briefly mentioned the memorial service and designated this day of the year as "Blue Arc Memorial Day".

This is done to facilitate holding exhibitions on anniversaries, or to open a Blue Arc Life Museum or something similar, to make a last bit of money by leveraging Blue Arc's commercial value, and to squeeze the last bit of residual value out of this abandoned IP.

Gu Wenyu slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the television.

He thought to himself, "Thank goodness that Mutaki has already shifted his attention to the Salvation Society, otherwise they would definitely be making a scene on TV right now and putting a sword to your necks."

"Wenyu, I have something to tell you." Gu Qiye's voice came from the stairwell, and then he came down from the second floor carrying a suitcase.

He had changed into a clean and simple black shirt, his slightly messy hair was draped behind his head, and his expression remained calm.

"What?" Gu Wenyu turned his head from the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Gu Qiye was not much different from usual. He was really worried that his older brother had turned into a cold-faced fanatic like Mu Long overnight, and would say things like "What does this world want from me?"

“I’ve joined Rainbow Wings,” Gu Qiye said calmly. “Next, I’m going to New York.”

Gu Wenyu was taken aback: "So sudden?"

"Yes, it was a last-minute decision last night," Gu Qiye said softly, her head lowered. "You're right... this is the only chance we have. If we give it up, we'll never have another one."

Gu Wenyu stared at his face in silence for a moment, then looked away and lowered his voice to say:
"Okay, I support you. Remember to send me messages often while you're in the US. I heard that food there is expensive and not very tasty. Why don't you bring the ingredients from your fridge with you and cook yourself a couple of dishes after you finish work?"

"What are you talking about? It's not like we can't buy ingredients in America." Gu Qiye smiled.

Gu Wenyu clicked his tongue. "Okay, although I just said I'd ask you to call me, let's skip the video call. You know I don't like that kind of thing. Two grown men making a video call is embarrassing to watch."

"I understand." Gu Qiye paused. "Have you been taking good care of yourself while you've been home alone these past few days?"

"I want to stay at a classmate's house; it'll be more lively there," Gu Wenyu said.

"Going to a classmate's house again?"

“Yes, I’ll come back after summer vacation. My little sister will be home by then.” Gu Wenyu nodded. “I can just find something to eat with her on our way to school every day. Anyway, you’ve already given me the money.”

"be careful."

As she spoke, Gu Qiye hesitated for a second, then raised her hand to touch his hair.

"I should be the one saying that to you. How dare someone about to join Rainbow Wings say that?" Gu Wenyu shrugged and dismissively slapped his hand away.

Not long after, the two said goodbye. Before parting, Gu Qiye handed Gu Wenyu an old camera, saying that he had found it in his father's room.

Then Gu Qiye got into the taxi that the association had booked for him.

The car window hummed and vibrated. Gu Qiye turned her head to look at the fleeting scenery outside the window. The Guyimai neighborhood gradually turned into a colorless outline. The eaves of the old residential buildings were replaced by skyscrapers that soared into the sky. A thin and pale face was reflected in the glass curtain wall.

When I came to my senses, the car had already stopped behind the Apostles Association building.

The surrounding area was noisy and chaotic, with crowds of people, congested traffic, and horns blaring incessantly. Citizens held up signs for Blue Arc and used megaphones to loudly demand that the association disclose the true details of Blue Arc's death.

They presented enlarged photos, claiming that someone witnessed Blue Arc being taken away while critically injured and near death that day, rather than dying at the scene. Some say it was a conspiracy, and that Blue Arc's true death had other hidden circumstances.

Gu Qiye opened the car window, glanced expressionlessly at the ferocity on those people's faces, and then slowly looked away.

Listening to their desperate shouts, he suddenly felt annoyed, unable to tell whether they were genuinely standing up for him or just trying to grab attention.

After getting out of the car, he silently took out his suitcase from the trunk, dragged it, squeezed through the surging crowd that was advocating for justice for him, and entered the interior of the association building through another hidden path.

After registering with the staff at the front desk, a specialist wearing sunglasses led him to the Alien Association's private airport. They took an elevator to the basement level and walked along an excessively long corridor.

After walking for a short while, he saw a large metal gate.

The staff inserted an ID card into the card slot, and the door swung open, revealing a huge underground airport.

The dome was open, and sunlight streamed in from above. The airport was filled with all sorts of private jets, a dazzling array at a glance; he only recognized a Gulfstream G550 and a Boeing 447.

Gu Qiye glanced at the floor design. It seemed that when the private jet took off, the lift-up floor would send the private jet to the ground.

At that moment, at the airport entrance, he saw a familiar figure.

It was a white-haired girl wearing a black bodysuit. Gu Qiye recognized her just from her back and hair color. It was Yuriel, the ice girl from Rainbow Wings.

She was about 1.6 meters tall and looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. According to Fan Dongqing, this seemed to be a side effect of Yuriel's superpower.

—Her physical age was frozen forever at the age of sixteen.

Hearing footsteps behind her, the white-haired girl turned her icy blue eyes and stared at him without moving.

She lowered her eyes and slowly took off her black gloves.

“Gu Qiye, welcome to join us.” As Yu Ruier spoke, she extended her right hand to Gu Qiye. In the sunlight, her skin seemed transparent, and her eyes were as blue as the sea.

Gu Qiye silently took her hand, looked up at the expressionless girl, and then at the three people walking from another corner of the airport.

The leader was dressed in a pure white Tang suit with a front opening; this person was naturally Fan Dongqing, the "Li Qing Zhi Zhou" of Hong Yi.

His signature look has never changed throughout the year, which can be explained by the fact that he is too lazy to change clothes, so there is only the same set of clothes in the clothes rack.

The other two were dressed in a black vest and jeans, with wispy bangs, and an Asian appearance around twenty years old. They had black hair and black eyes, with pupils as clear as glass, and a faint smile on their lips.

The other one was dressed in a Russian military uniform and wearing a military cap. She was a girl with long pink hair tied into two ponytails that fell behind her head. She looked to be only about 1.55 meters tall and resembled a cosplay enthusiast.

"Who are they?" Gu Qiye asked.

He naturally recognized Fan Dongqing, but he didn't have much of an impression of the other two.

“They were our fellow travelers, they were on the same flight back to New York as us,” said the white-haired girl with an icy, statue-like appearance.

“Identity,” Gu Qiye emphasized.

Upon hearing this, Yuriel gestured with her eyes to the woman in the vest: "Urushihara Ruri."

As she spoke, she turned her icy blue eyes and gestured to the pink-haired girl in a Russian military uniform and a dark military cap, "This girl has no name, only a numerical code: nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. We usually call her 'Ninety-Nine'."

"Are they... all members of Rainbow Wing?" Gu Qiye asked.

“Yes.” Yuriel nodded.

Fan Dongqing walked over, looked up from her phone, and glanced at him: "Time to board, newbie."

He paused for a moment: "The other seven members of Rainbow Wing are still waiting in New York to meet you."

Meanwhile, in another corner of Beijing, China.

In a residential building in Guyimai neighborhood, Gu Wenyu sprawled on the sofa, gulping down cola. He finally understood what it felt like to have a large house all to himself when there were no elders in the family.

He took a satisfied sip of his carbonated drink and screwed the cap back on.

Just as he was about to turn on the game console and play "The Outlaws" for a while, using his favorite character "Silver Swallow" to complete the main story mode on the highest difficulty, a prompt panel suddenly popped up in front of him.

[Main Quest 1 (Phase 5): Help Gu Qiye infiltrate the United Nations organization "Rainbow Wings".]

[Task rewards obtained: 1 split point, 2 skill point, 1 attribute point.]

[Main Quest 1 has been updated to "Stage 6": Help Gu Qiye kill four Rainbow Wing members belonging to the "Salvation Society faction".]

"They've arranged for four people?" Gu Wenyu was taken aback. "The Salvation Society is really ruthless. Looks like we're in for a lot of work."

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