Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 250 City Massacre Sacrifice
"Are you all crazy?"

Inside the Qinggang council chamber, as Mr. Xu, who was sitting in the chair on the far left, issued those orders as if it were his due, and others hurriedly relayed these orders, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

The man in the chair on the right had completely lost control of his expression and shouted, "Why would you make such a joke?"

"The damage has already been done, and the price has been paid..."

"We've waited a full ten years, and now that the tide is about to rise, at this crucial juncture, you want to reject the Silence Plan?"

"..."

No one answered him; there was only an unbearable silence. He even vaguely sensed hateful eyes being cast at him from the shadows, but when he turned around, everything seemed normal.

Everyone lowered their eyes, avoiding direct offense, yet displaying an unusual firmness.

He couldn't continue speaking and even let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Now that things have come to this, how can we not understand?

The aftereffects of the failed seven-day divine intervention.

Originally, the Seven Days Divine Descent would have resolved the problem before anyone could react, preventing any unexpected incidents.

However, because of the failure and the delay until now, it is inevitable that some people who have lost their blood relatives will have second thoughts.

In order to ensure the execution of the silence plan, they already had a task: to monitor the unusual movements of these people.

But the surveillance lasted for two years and nothing unusual was found.

Unexpectedly, these people remained outwardly indifferent only because someone had secretly linked them together, intending to launch a surprise attack at the most crucial moment.

"But this..."

When his voice rang out again, it was no longer questioning the reasons why these people were doing this, but rather carrying a deep sense of powerlessness:

"This isn't just a problem in Qinggang. Have you thought about that?"

"Qinggang was just selected."

"You can't make such an irresponsible move just because of a vote that was cast without any warning..."

The voice was filled with feeble advice, even a hint of pleading. He slowly swept his gaze across the people in the black chairs: "Mr. Chi, Miss Wei, Mr. Chen, Professor Meng, General Zhou, Elder Chen, Commander Xu..."

"Are you sure you seriously considered the consequences before casting your vote? Are you... are you sure you thought about the consequences?"

"..."

There were seven votes in favor of tearing up the silence plan. Apart from the Xu family who were playing their cards openly, four people in red chairs voted in favor.

He didn't know who the four people were, so he asked them all.

I still hoped that things might turn around.

There have been instances before where, to save face for the black chair, the people on the red chair would cast one or two votes in favor.

However, he must now remind everyone that this unusual result has already occurred and caused unimaginable damage. The only way to resolve the problem is for those who voted in favor to voluntarily propose to overturn the result.

Moreover, he couldn't believe that four of these people would be so disregard for the bigger picture.

Leader of the Hidden School, Queen of Qinggang, representative of the Administrative Office, technical advisor of the Hidden Laboratory, and also the old monster who once taught Song Chu Shi, in addition to being the commander-in-chief of the Qinggang Armed Forces, the liaison of the second line of defense, and the administrator of the Disaster Management Bureau Archives...

Everyone who sits in the red chair holds a high position and is of great importance.

Such a person knows the horror of the tides, and is therefore better able to understand the importance of the Silence Plan.

How could I possibly act recklessly at a time like this?
Therefore, he hopes someone will step forward and say that it was just a joke and that they are willing to invalidate their vote.

Of course, the voting results are already in, and some people may disagree with overturning them and starting over, but in any case, as long as someone speaks up, there is room for things to ease.

But no one spoke up.

"This matter will determine whether Qinggang can be upgraded to a Level 1 reality hotbed or lose its strategic position in the first line of reality defense. Do you know how many lives and safety this concerns?"

He even shouted angrily, "Do you know how much power Abyss Studio has at a time like this?"

Still no one answered.

He finally despaired, his voice filled with helplessness: "Do you even know...?"

"With the limited resources the Qinggang Council has, even if they are determined to fight against Abyss Studio, they have absolutely no chance of winning?"

"They have city-slaughtering rituals and forbidden factories; they can easily influence a war between nations."

"Moreover, they're only targeting a small place like Qinggang right now?"

"..."

"Perhaps..."

But amidst his final, desperate sigh, someone suddenly chuckled softly.

It was Mr. Xu. He slowly looked up and said, "When facing a war, the most important thing is not to consider victory or defeat, but to have the courage to face it."

He said it softly, but with respect for certain people.

Why the Xu family initiated this plan is not important, but for those adults who lost their children, many of them did indeed participate in this war with such a determined attitude.

The person in the chair on the right suddenly felt despair:
These lunatics are all starting to spout motivational platitudes, what else can they say?

……

……

In the Abyss Laboratory, the tall, thin woman had already given the order: all armed personnel and city-slaughtering priests were to be summoned, awaiting the moment the reality anchor was completed and they would descend upon Qinggang. Yet, as the one who gave the order, she stood alone at the laboratory's entrance, heartbroken and dejected.

Holding a crystal skull in her hands, she stared at it with fascination, tears streaming down her face.

She even suddenly reached out and grabbed her heart, her fingernails digging into her flesh, drawing out bright red blood.

"Qinggang has torn up the agreement to remain silent, refusing to let us face reality..."

When the staff cautiously approached her to report on the sudden and unexpected falling out in Qinggang, she remained silent for a long time.

Her body was already resisting, wanting to hand over the crystal skull, but her gaze was deeply attracted by the mesmerizing crystal colors and she couldn't look away, her whole body trembling with pain.

Finally, the assistant mustered up the courage to reach out and press down on the crystal skull, taking it slowly from her hand with a touch of force.

"call……"

The moment the crystal skull left her embrace, she suddenly felt a sense of relief. She almost fled, taking a few steps away from the crystal skull, then waved her hand, signaling her assistant to quickly take away this work of art and lock it up.

Once the crystal skull was gone, her face returned to its usual cold expression.

She glanced down at the blood seeping from her heart, and a hint of disgust even flashed across her face.

He rolled his eyes slightly, looking towards the dazzling horizon in the direction of Qinggang: "Then let's force an invasion!"

"If those guys in Qinggang have the ability to solve their internal problems, let them solve them. If they can't, then just destroy Qinggang."

"What a joke! They've been maintaining this comfortable reality for so long, do they really think some things can be solved by voting?"

"Have someone notify the Pale Factory to transport that batch of giant weapons over, then grant access to the three types of weapons, open the mysterious passages of the four priests, and allow the execution of everyone in Qinggang except for the Heir of Bronze!"

"lets go!"

"..."

With her final command, in an instant, it seemed as if layers of dark clouds swept in from the horizon. The entire Qinggang was still brightly lit, but for some reason, a sense of oppressive gloom pervaded the air.

……

……

"Abyss Studio..."

"As expected of a studio named after the Abyss, they dared to directly invade Qinggang despite its rejection. The comfortable reality of ordinary people in Qinggang is likely to be shattered tonight..."

In the heart of Qinggang City, Song Chushi felt the air density seem to be increasing, and sighed softly.

But he was in a good mood, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time and his wish had finally come true.

Han Su listened with curiosity: "A breeding ground for reality?"

I had heard this word many times before, and I just thought that Miss Ai had specially prepared it for me.

Song Chushi smiled and explained in a low voice, "The entire real world of Qinggang is a huge breeding ground."

"So ordinary people outside the mysterious circle live in such a stable illusion. It's like a huge protected area has been built in a distorted and broken world, where people can sleep peacefully and weave beautiful dreams."

“Every city is a protected area, and it is also home to countless people who are unaware of the existence of mysterious forces.”

"And these ordinary people who are unaware of the existence of the mysterious world are the third line of defense in reality."

"As long as these people are here, Qinggang's foundation will remain solid, but we must admit that it is vulnerable to a large-scale invasion like that of the Abyss Studio..."

He paused, then sighed softly, "This third line of defense will collapse very quickly."

“Every real-world incubator is protected by three lines of defense.” “The first line of defense is not under Qinggang’s control, so don’t expect them to help fight against Abyss Studio.”

"The second line of defense is mainly composed of the secret schools. These people are most afraid of the tides and worship knowledge. Therefore, they generally have an instinctive awe of the Abyss Studio. Even if the Qinggang Council issues an order, don't expect them to be of much help."

"In that case, the only thing we can rely on now is the fourth line of defense."

"..."

"The fourth one..."

As Han Su listened to him, a thought flickered in his mind: "Disaster Management Bureau?"

Song Chushi nodded slightly and said, "That's right, it's the Disaster Management Bureau."

"It can only be said that the Disaster Management Agency was a very great idea, but its implementation was indeed inadequate."

"..."

"..."

"What else?"

While Song Chu was lamenting the shortcomings of the Disaster Management Bureau, Zhao Fantian and Wang Fotuo, facing invisible pressure, were also deeply conflicted. Their faces were more grim than ever before, and they even refused to meet Zhang Chiguo's gaze.

As independent investigators and Crimson Dominators, they could sense the strange things around them beginning to invade Qinggang.

However, they also knew that there might be a problem with the Qinggang Council, which was why they were given these tasks.

So, should we answer or not?

It's possible that all I need to do is slack off and hide away temporarily, and after one night, the council will set things right, cancel these absurd orders, and everything will return to normal.

However, if this mission is not accepted, Qinggang's third line of defense is collapsing.

Unexpectedly, amidst the awkward silence, Li Moses was the first to accept the pistol handed to him by Zhang Chiguo. He was severely injured, and even the "Devil's Kiss" had failed to fully heal his wounds; he was still somewhat unsteady on his feet.

Without saying a word more, he loaded the bullet, picked up his briefcase, and strode westward.

Even Zhang Chiguo stared at his back with some surprise.

After taking a few steps, Li Moses, who never spoke nonsense, suddenly stopped, did not turn around, and only said one sentence in a low voice.

It was very short, only seven words: "Who do you think I am?"

This is just a rhetorical question, but it seems to answer all the questions:

He is Lee Moses, an independent investigator who was once known as one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

He was once the investigator with the highest mission completion rate in Qinggang and the most trusted member of the first generation of special operations team.

He knew that the scores between him, Zhang Chiguo, and Han Su were already rotten to the core; hatred, identification, and ideologies were all in turmoil.

He knew that these two people had reason not to understand him, and even reason to hate him and kill him.

But why should I demand an understanding from myself?
The path to confronting the mysterious is one that each person must walk alone.

"Who the hell made us eat this rice?"

Seeing that Li Moses accepted the task so readily, Wang Fotuo and Zhao Fantian exchanged a wry smile.

"We can't let those young people think that we only dare to pick on the weak when it comes to missions, can we?"

"..."

The four kings of Qinggang have been fighting against the pollution of scarlet through their different ideologies. It's hard to say whose ideology is more righteous, but one thing is certain: none of the four kings are cowards.

A true coward wouldn't have survived that war.

The last one to turn around and walk away was Zhang Chiguo.

Before he left, he gave Han Su a deep look, especially when he glanced at Song Chu beside Han Su.

"Xiao Han, I finally have to admit that you and I are not really on the same path, nor is Xiao Song."

"Our goals are aligned."

……

……

"Urgent notice, urgent notice..."

Meanwhile, as the Four Heavenly Kings rushed towards the outskirts of Qinggang, armored vehicles equipped with loudspeakers began to emerge from the chaotic streets of the city, broadcasting messages to the surrounding crowds:
"An illegal food transport company delivered wild mushroom sauce that had not passed inspection into Qinggang, causing a large-scale poisoning incident. Affected residents are advised not to be disturbed by hallucinations and to follow instructions."

"Repeating, a large-scale food poisoning incident has affected Qinggang. Affected residents are requested to follow instructions and return to their residences..."

"..."

"Good guy..."

Even Han Su, who was watching Zhang Chiguo's back, was startled by the sudden shout and said:
"They actually tried to cover up such a large-scale, unusual infiltration with such a lie?"

"Some people will believe it."

Song Chushi said calmly, "This is also a routine measure of the Disaster Management Bureau, which means that this fourth line of defense has been activated."

"All right……"

Han Su also saw people wearing trench coats and carrying suitcases emerge from various hidden observation rooms and dark alleys among the armored vehicles that drove towards different streets. They were well-trained and headed towards various places.

Disaster management agency personnel, investigators, and armed personnel were also mobilized.

This may be related to the content of the task issued by Ms. Ai. This task clearly states that performance in this task may affect the evaluation of the investigator's license or even the promotion assessment of the independent investigator.

So everyone was very enthusiastic.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the first time I've ever liked seeing the Disaster Management Agency like this."

Song Chu smiled and said, "I think this is how my sister's world should be..."

As he spoke, he picked up his suitcase and walked side by side with Han Su, one on each side, toward the place where the most intense pollution was coming from.

……

……

"At all costs, we will retrieve the twelfth successor. Any force that stands in our way will be destroyed!"

Outside Qinggang City, four elderly men dressed in long, flowing robes had each taken up positions in one of the four directions. Three of them were positioned to block the invasion, while the fourth began to oversee the operation.

He wore a black priest's robe and a silver mask, his gaze beneath the mask appearing cold and silent.

Behind him were his followers and students, each standing straight and graceful, as if maintaining their image was more important than conquering a city.

However, some unexpected situations seem to have arisen.

They walked along the empty road, and just as they approached the edge of Qinggang City, they suddenly stopped.

Not long ago, they had come to Qinggang because of the defective experimental subject going out of control.

Arrive easily, leave quietly.

No one paid attention, and no one knew.

But I didn't expect so many people to come and greet me this time.

At the intersection, three people carrying suitcases appeared to greet them.

A person was completely wrapped in a black trench coat and wore sunglasses, as if shrouded in a black mist.

One was a woman wearing a red trench coat and high heels, who seemed to have recently suffered a setback in her relationship, with a resentment in her eyes that she was eager to vent.

One was a lazy man wearing a beach shirt, floral shorts, and flip-flops.

And it wasn't just them. Behind these three, atop towering buildings, beneath dim streetlights, in shadowy alleyways, and inside unlit armored vehicles driving from the ring road, all sorts of mysterious figures stood on the edge of the city's lights.

"Yo yo yo……"

The first one to speak was the man who looked the most unserious, and he was wearing a green hat.

He stepped forward with a smile and said, "Qinggang is not accepting guests today, so please leave!"

The massacre ritual paused slightly because of this unexpected scene.

But he only paused briefly before continuing forward, his voice low as it came from beneath the silver mask:

"Kill them all!"

"..."

"Bah!"

As they continued forward, the atmosphere became unusually oppressive, and what broke this oppressive atmosphere was a shot fired from who-knows-where.

(End of this chapter)