Let you make a game, what the hell is Pokemon?.

Chapter 248 A brand new plan and intentions, a new identity?
After passing through the familiar passage, the smell of engine oil mixed with sweat wafted over again as Ling Feng stepped back into the core area of ​​the Watchers base, which had been transformed from a massive workshop.

The miners' lamps overhead still emitted a dim glow, illuminating the busy or tired figures below.

The lingering tension in the air seemed even heavier than when he left.

His gaze swept across the area and quickly locked onto a small, thin figure next to a pile of repair parts.

It was Ah Xuan.

Ling Feng walked straight over.

The little boy was carefully wiping dust off a machine in his arms when he heard the sound. He looked up abruptly, his eyes lighting up instantly.

"Brother!" He ran over, backpack in hand, his face beaming with obvious relief. "You're back! I knew you'd come back!"

The Crystal Lamp Spirit floated behind him, glanced at Ah Xuan, and then turned towards Ling Feng with curiosity. When it realized that the newcomer was an acquaintance, it narrowed its eyes.

"Yes, you're back." Ling Feng patted Ah Xuan on the shoulder.

How have things been these past two days?

Ah Xuan shook his head vigorously.

"It seems like nothing's wrong, except... there's always a rumbling sound outside, and everyone's on edge..."

His voice trailed off.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Ling Feng patted his shoulder.

Just then, footsteps approached, and Aunt Hong and several high-ranking members of the Watchers rushed over upon hearing the news.

Aunt Hong looked a little more haggard than two days ago, with dark circles under her eyes and a less-than-ideal breathing.

She walked quickly to Ling Feng, appearing very eager.

"You're back!"

Before Ling Feng could even ask, she spoke very quickly.

"While you were away, the base... was only kept in check by Quinn because the Alliance didn't dare to really make a move. The mechs and aircraft patrolling outside never stopped, the roar never ceasing day or night. But besides surrounding it, they didn't do anything else—no attack, no one sent to negotiate..."

This situation, in fact, makes it even harder to breathe.

Everyone at the base has been on edge these past two days, constantly on guard and unable to sleep well, fearing that the Alliance might attack them at any moment.

Fortunately, Ling Feng is back now.

She stared intently at Ling Feng and said somewhat anxiously:
"So? Do you have a solution? I feel like time is really running out!"

The old smoker behind her, pipe in mouth, didn't say a word, but his eyes, also fixed on Ling Feng, said it all.

The other busy people in the base gradually stopped what they were doing and their eyes silently converged on them.

The air seemed to freeze, with only the faint dripping sound of water from the distant pipes and the slight crackling of the flames from the crystal chandelier behind Ah Xuan.

Ling Feng met Aunt Hong's gaze and nodded.

"A solution...has indeed been found."

These two words, like a stone thrown into water, instantly stirred up huge waves among everyone.

Aunt Hong took a deep breath, her chest heaving.

"Really? What method? What do you need us to do? All the Watchers are ready to cooperate with you at any time!"

She still spoke very quickly.

However, Ling Feng's next words stunned Aunt Hong and everyone else who was listening intently.

"There is a solution, but we don't need you right now. I need to go to the Alliance."

Ling Feng's voice was calm.

"Wha...what?"

Aunt Hong was stunned when she heard this.

The watchers behind her were also completely dumbfounded, wondering if they had misheard.

Go find the alliance?

The alliance that's been hunting them down like rats and is about to launch a plan of destruction?
Isn't this like jumping into a fire pit?
"Ling Feng...you..."

Aunt Hong opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

She didn't understand what this boy from another world was thinking.

"Simply put, I think we need to understand this matter more deeply, to understand the Genesis Engine, and to understand what the current situation is within the alliance."

Ling Feng explained.

"Don't worry, just wait here for my message."

"I should be back within a day."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the base exit, leaving Aunt Hong and a group of Watchers standing there, their faces full of confusion.

Go find the alliance?

What kind of solution is this?

Although Ling Feng's previous performance had made them realize that this person could not be viewed with normal eyes at all.

Even if everyone in the league were combined, they might not be his match.

But they still couldn't figure out what Ling Feng was going to do.
Ling Feng ignored the gazes behind him and walked straight towards the exit.

Just as he was about to step onto the stairs leading upwards, a figure blocked his way.

—He's a heavy smoker.

He still had that old metal cigarette in his mouth, puffing out smoke.

“I know what you’re trying to say,” Ling Feng said first. “Don’t worry, I have my own plans.”

The old smoker shook his head.

"I'm not here to persuade you."

"Or rather, I don't think there's anything wrong with your plan."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.

"The Genesis Engine...it's probably not as simple as it looks," Old Smoker said in a low voice, glancing around to make sure no one could hear him before continuing in a whisper.

"To be honest, from what I understand, the alliance isn't a monolithic entity. I estimate that without that key, the consequences of forcibly starting the engine... would probably be far more than just causing a few lower city districts to collapse."

"Otherwise, why do you think they have to wait? Why do they have to go through all the trouble of searching the world for that key? If they didn't care, they would have pressed it already. They wouldn't care about such a price."

Ling Feng nodded. In fact, this was precisely why he had changed his mind at the last minute.

His plan this time was quite simple: he thought he could just rely on the Chandelier Spirit and the enhanced Warden's power to beat up the Alliance and be done with it.

But while talking to Aunt Hong, he suddenly realized the problem—all his information came from the Watchers, and he really didn't know what the real situation was.

Moreover, as Old Smoker said, the actual situation of the Genesis Engine may be much more complicated.

“So, you were right to go.” The old smoker looked at Ling Feng’s expression and knew that the other man understood what he meant.

Without further ado, he pulled something from the deepest pocket of his greasy leather jacket. It was an inconspicuous little black round metal plate, cold to the touch, with a symbol resembling intersecting gears and lightning bolts engraved on it.

"Take this."

The old smoker stuffed the small metal plate into Ling Feng's hand.

"Once you're inside the Alliance's territory, especially the research zone, if you need help or need to find someone you can absolutely trust... go to Miles, the head of the research department, show him this, and say that 'Old Mexican' sent you."

He paused, a complex light flashing in his cloudy eyes. "Speaking of which, I do have some fond memories. You could say he owes me a life. Good luck, kid."

Ling Feng didn't ask any further questions, he just nodded.

"Thanks."

"It's yours now," the old smoker said as he stepped aside.

Ling Feng didn't linger, and his figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Leaving the relatively safe area of ​​the Watchers' Base and stepping back into the dimly lit area of ​​the Lower City, Ling Feng quickly traversed the route he remembered while sorting out the current situation.

When I returned after activating the dimensional communicator, the original plan was very simple.

With the Crystal Lamp Spirit's King-level strength, enough to crush this world, plus the Watcher's combat power enhanced by the Magic Candy, he simply pushed his way through, rushed to the core area of ​​the Alliance, and physically shut down the Genesis Engine.

But upon closer examination, this does not solve the fundamental problem at all.

The current state of the surface world makes it impossible for people to move there directly to live, and without the Genesis Engine, the energy of the underground world probably won't last long either.

That's why he made a last-minute decision to sneak in first, figure out the situation, and then make his next move.

Now, new problems have arisen.

He's probably wanted by the Alliance now. Quinn is in the hands of the Watchers, and with so many deserters returning to the Alliance, his appearance has probably been spread throughout the Alliance.

The moment he appears in the Upper City or the Alliance Core Area, he immediately becomes the most conspicuous target. Forget about investigating the Genesis Engine; if he goes there, a fight will probably break out.

However, the good news is... he's not from this world at all.

With a different skin and a different identity, he's just an ordinary person to the league.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng looked down at the dark gray jumpsuit he was wearing, which he had specially changed into before transmigrating. The style of the jumpsuit was closer to that of the low-level workers in this world.

This is much more understated than the previous casual outfit.

But simply changing clothes isn't enough; after all, the face is still the same.

At that moment, he stopped in front of a stall selling all sorts of scrap parts and miscellaneous items.

His gaze swept over a pile of metal objects and quickly locked onto a crudely designed iron mask that could only cover the upper half of his face.

The mask has a pitted and uneven surface, like a part salvaged from a broken machine.

"How much is this?" Ling Feng pointed.

The stall owner, an old man missing a front tooth, glanced at him and held up three fingers.

Without saying a word, Ling Feng counted out three coins from the little money Dr. Lila had given him and handed them over, then put the mask on his face.

The cold metal pressed against the skin, covering the area above the bridge of the nose, leaving only the chin and lips exposed.

In this way, the problem of appearance is also solved.

So now only one crucial question remains—identity.

It's fine to just stroll around the bustling area, but a legitimate identity is a necessity for entering the core area of ​​the alliance.

When he last came to this world, Dr. Lila gave him a temporary identity, but that identity is definitely no longer usable.

The Watchers' side...

Ling Feng shook his head. It was already difficult enough for them to survive in the lower city. If they could forge an identity that could pass the security checkpoint of the Alliance's core area, they would probably have gone to the Alliance themselves long ago.

Ling Feng's gaze drifted into the distance.

He remembered that when he came to this world for the second time, there was a semi-abandoned public communication booth near the edge of the area.

A few minutes later, Ling Feng entered the communication booth again. Relying on his memory, he pressed a string of numbers on the old dial pad—Dr. Lila's private communication code.

After a long period of static, the screen flickered a few times, and Dr. Lila's face, showing obvious fatigue and worry, appeared.

She appears to be in a laboratory setting.

"Who are you?!" Dr. Lila was startled when she saw the person wearing an iron mask on the screen, but she immediately recognized the lower half of his face.

"That person!"

Her tone was full of surprise and anxiety.

"It really is you! Where have you been these past two days? Not a single word! And what's with that game you released? Why did the league suddenly order a complete ban? And put you on the highest alert list..."

"Let's not talk about that now, Doctor."

Ling Feng interrupted her questioning directly, his voice sounding somewhat muffled through the mask.

“I can’t explain those questions in detail right now. I’ll only ask you one thing this time: do you know the ultimate purpose of the Genesis Engine research, or rather, what the Alliance leadership intends to do with it?”

Upon hearing this, Dr. Lila on the other side of the screen was stunned.

The anxiety and confusion on her face slowly disappeared, replaced by a complex expression.

After several seconds of silence, she slowly spoke, her voice much lower.

"To be honest... I was only responsible for the design and initial testing of the engine's core stabilization module. But I know... I know that what the Alliance's higher-ups want is not just a simple matter of a stable underground energy supply."

"I've heard...they want to use it for something very dangerous."

She closed her eyes, as if recalling something.

"What exactly it is... is beyond my authority. I'm just a researcher and don't know anything about these things. What are you trying to say?"

“What I’m trying to say is that I know what the alliance is going to do,” Ling Feng said.

"They intend to use it to tear apart the earth's veins above and extract the ecological energy that the entire surface world has just recovered to maintain their rule in the underground world."

"But the price is that the entire surface world will collapse again, and many lower districts may also disappear because of this collapse, along with the people inside."

"Yes, the surface world is actually habitable now, but the Alliance is deliberately covering it up."

The sheer volume of information contained in those words caused Lila's eyes to widen in astonishment.

"...What? This..."

She clearly hadn't expected the plan behind the Genesis Engine to be like this.

But as one of the designers of the engine's core module, she knew better than anyone the terrifying energy the engine contained. If things were really as Ling Feng said, then it was indeed possible that such consequences could occur.

But just hearing that wasn't enough for her to believe it.

Ling Feng knew this too, so he added:

“Doctor, I’ve come all the way from the Lower City and witnessed what the Alliance has done. I’ve also confirmed this plan through various channels. If you’d like, I can show you some evidence.”

As he spoke, he showed the metal plate that the old smoker had given him.

"Do you recognize this?"

　Happy New Year, brothers!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)