Ling Cage: Twelve Talismans? I have everything I need.

Chapter 180, let's speed it up!

The lighthouse's panic had not completely dissipated, but was more suppressed by an anticipation of the unknown and the awe of the reality before its eyes.

The fresh food, the "resurrection" of the red egret and Drake, and the inhuman power displayed by Yang Chen all shattered the old shackles of cognition like a heavy hammer.

With the coordination of Victor and the heads of various departments, and under the supervision of the Returning Warriors, the massive machine of the Lighthouse began to turn around with great difficulty.

People were asked to pack their personal belongings and proceed to the designated assembly area in batches, although for the vast majority of the dust people, the so-called personal belongings were few and far between.

The reaction was most intense in the Dust Village.

Many of the long-oppressed classes found it hard to believe when they heard that "there is no distinction between the upper class and the lower class."

They watched as the once-powerful city defense troops now seemed somewhat lost under the gaze of the Guiyuan warriors, and saw the same fear and unease on the faces of the common people.

A different kind of emotion began to grow in my heart.

Of course, not everyone is willing to do so.

Some of the beneficiaries, especially those who originally belonged to the Light and Shadow Society or the city defense army, were filled with resentment and fear.

However, after Honglu's team swiftly cleared out the core area of ​​the Light and Shadow Society and publicly recovered the life essence of several minor leaders who attempted to incite resistance, all overt resistance quickly crumbled.

The cold reality tells everyone that times have changed, and those who follow the crowd prosper while those who resist perish.

Yang Chen did not get too involved in the specific relocation matters; he left those to Honglu and Drake.

He maintained contact with Bai Yuekui on the ground via the ASH mobile app.

"The situation at the lighthouse is basically stable," Yang Chen said, looking at the seemingly orderly flow of people below. "Our initial estimate is that the vast majority of people are willing to relocate. However, it will need to be done in several batches."

Bai Yuekui's voice came through: "Yes. The ground is ready to receive them. A temporary resettlement area has been set up around Village No. 2. With the existing basic living supplies and the production capacity of the ecological base, there shouldn't be any problem with food needs."

She paused, then asked, "There...nothing major happened over there, right?"

"A minor problem, solved." Yang Chen said casually, "Red Heron is dealing with the remnants of the Light and Shadow Society."

"Hmm." Bai Yuekui's voice was devoid of emotion. "What about those who chose to stay?"

“Very few.” Yang Chen glanced in a certain direction, where there were some people struggling in place, mostly some stubborn upper-class citizens.

Or it could be someone who is extremely afraid of the ground and would rather die in a familiar environment.

"We won't force them. If they change their minds later, we'll deal with it then."

"Okay. When do you plan to bring the first group of people down?"

"Let's do it today," Yang Chen decided. "Send a group of people down to settle down first, which will also put the rest of us at ease. The first group will mainly consist of children."

After the call ended, Yang Chen put away his ASH mobile device and turned his gaze back to the busy and anxious crowd below.

Victor, who had been standing quietly to the side, showed hesitation and bewilderment on his face.

As he listened to the female voice coming from the communicator, a dull pain, like that of an old wound, unexpectedly surged from the joint where his right prosthetic arm connected to his flesh.

Victor's expression was complicated, and he hesitated several times before speaking.

But when the words reached her lips, she looked at Yang Chen's calm profile and swallowed them back.

“Mr. Yang Chen,” Victor finally changed the subject and asked for instructions, “the lighthouse’s sailing speed is not fast. At the current position and speed, it will probably take until tomorrow to reach the location you mentioned.”

He explained, “The lighthouse…it was originally an aerial prison of the old world. It was enormous, and its propulsion system was more for maintaining levitation and slow movement than for high-speed travel.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen looked up at the dim yellow sky beyond the dome and frowned slightly.

"Tomorrow? That's too late."

He said no more, and the chicken talisman was activated at this moment, enveloping the entire lighthouse.

hum-

A deep hum came from the bottom of the lighthouse, and then everyone inside the lighthouse clearly felt a sudden tremor beneath their feet, followed by a sudden push.

"what happened?!"

"The lighthouse is accelerating!"

Exclamations rang out across the passageways and platforms.

People frantically grabbed onto walls or other fixed objects, and through the observation window, they could see the clouds and the earth rushing past them.

Victor grabbed the railing beside him to steady himself, his face filled with horror.

Yang Chen felt the lighthouse moving steadily under his power; at this speed, it would arrive before sunset.

He calmly instructed Victor, whose face had turned pale, "Pass the word: don't panic, just speed up the journey."

Victor suppressed the turmoil in his heart and respectfully replied, "Yes! I...I'll do it right away!"

Yang Chen looked down at the crowd below, which was gradually moving from chaos to order under the coordination of the Guiyuan Warriors and Victor, and felt that he no longer needed to keep a close watch on the place.

He moved subtly and silently left the high platform area, strolling through the lighthouse's vast and complex internal structure.

In stark contrast to the style of Dragon Bone Village, the interior of the lighthouse is made of cold metal, with crisscrossing passages and clearly defined functional areas.

Everything exudes a cold-blooded sense of sacrificing all "unnecessary" things in pursuit of extreme survival efficiency.

He walked through the residential area and saw the relatively spacious and simple single dormitories of the upper class, as well as the crowded scene in the dusty area.

This strict hierarchical division and resource allocation made him shake his head slightly.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at a relatively spacious hall.

And right there in this empty hall, there was an old piano.

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

In a place like a lighthouse, where space is extremely precious and practicality and survival are the highest principles, would there still be a piano that clearly belongs to the old world and has nothing to do with survival?

He casually lifted the piano lid, pressed a few keys, and then left to go elsewhere.

Meanwhile, in the Lighthouse Medical Zone.

The scene was chaotic, with staff, under Dr. Carrie's direction, taking inventory of medical supplies in preparation for the relocation.

However, many people looked bewildered, and their work efficiency was not high.

Honglu walked in with two Guiyuan warriors. She had just dealt with a few stubborn core members of the Light and Shadow Society, and still carried a trace of lingering murderous aura.

She needed to come here to check on the stability of the medical area and to see old friends.

Dr. Carrie spotted Red Heron immediately, her eyes lighting up as she dropped everything and hurried over to greet her.

“Red Heron.” Carrie looked the red heron up and down, as if she were observing some rare experimental specimen.

"It really is you."

She walked halfway around the flamingo, looking at the bloodstains on its body: "Are you now recreating what happened back then?"

Red Heron stopped and calmly looked at Carrie in front of her.

"That's fine if you want to understand it that way."

Carrie shook her head: "It doesn't matter. I'm just wondering if things would have been different if Morgan had taken your advice back then."

After a moment of silence, Carrie asked again, "How did you come back to life?"

"I was lucky back then, my life essence hadn't dissipated yet, and I was brought back to the village to have my body reshaped."

"Body reshaping. Is this technology even possible?"

Honglu glanced at the staff around her who were eavesdropping and said to Carrie, "Dr. Carrie, your husband and daughter..." Honglu had learned from Hongkou that Carrie had always been a loner and she had never seen anyone close to her.

“Dead,” Carrie said expressionlessly.

"What, does your leader have a solution?"

Honglu shook her head and said, "It's been too long, and the life essence has dissipated. Even Boss Yang can't do anything about it."

Carrie opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed her words.

She gave a soft "hmm," then asked, "Judging from your appearance, you seem to hold a high position?"

"Once we reach the ground, I hope to have the opportunity to learn more about your ecological base and those Devouring Beast samples..."

"There will be opportunities," Honglu replied casually.

“Although I’ve learned the general outline from those hunters,” Carrie said, her gaze still probing as she looked at Red Heron, “what they saw was probably just the surface. Could you… tell me a little more? Of course, if you need to keep it a secret, then forget it.”

Red Egret remained calm, seemingly unconcerned: "It doesn't matter, there's nothing to keep secret. What do you want to know?"

Carrie asked almost immediately, "Is that white-haired woman... also with you?"

Honglu nodded: "Boss Bai is indeed here."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Dr. Carrie took a deep breath, as if she had finally solved a long-standing mystery.

"As expected... the mystery of her taking away ASH and Lord Gray's bodies back then seems to be inextricably linked to the development of your land?"

She paused. "Are she... and that man, still human?"

The inhuman power that Bai Yuekui displayed and the chaos he caused on the lighthouse left an indelible impression on all those who experienced it.

Honglu was silent for a moment: "I don't know much about the two bosses either, but Ash and Gray's bodies originally belonged to Boss Bai and the others."

“What do you mean?” Carrie asked, frowning.

"You'll know when you get to the ground."

“I understand…” Carrie nodded and didn’t ask any further questions.

"It seems that Morgan's choice back then did more than just destroy a possibility."

Red Heron did not comment on Morgan's assessment, but simply said, "The old era is over. Get ready for the new, Dr. Carrie. Once you're on the ground, you'll have more worthwhile things to dedicate your energy to researching."

Carrie nodded silently, then said, "Mark is still in solitary confinement. Would you like me to take you to see him?"

Honglu pursed her lips: "Mark, let Hongkou pick him up later."

Mark was just old enough to remember things when she died, and he doesn't even recognize himself now. Besides, given their current situation, it's not the right time for them to acknowledge each other.

After speaking, Red Heron did not linger. She nodded slightly to Carrie and then led the Returning Origin Warriors away to the next area that needed to be patrolled.

Dr. Carrie stood there, watching Red Heron's tall and aloof figure disappear behind the door of the medical area.

She slowly turned around and walked towards the huge glass window of the observation room.

Inside the window is a temperature-controlled neonatal nursery, where rows of neat incubators hold a dozen or so babies who were born not long ago.

They were so young and vulnerable, completely unaware of the great changes that were about to happen.

According to the Lighthouse's past laws, the fate of these newborns was predetermined from the moment they were born.

Based on the genetic testing results, they were classified as either upper-class citizens or lower-class citizens, and from then on, they lived completely different lives.

Carrie's gaze slowly swept over these young faces, her expression complex and unreadable.

“A new era…” she repeated Honglu’s words softly, “For you, it may truly be a new beginning.”

She stood there for a long time before finally looking away.

……

Yang Chen strolled around the lighthouse casually.

Occasionally, you will encounter people who are filled with fear or resentment.

They may be remnants brainwashed by the Light and Shadow Society, or they may be maintainers of the old order who cannot accept the change of power.

Upon seeing Yang Chen, a stranger on the ground who was recognized as a "leader" by the higher-ups, some people couldn't contain themselves and raised their guns.

"Halt! You monster of the ground!"

Gunshots rang out in the narrow passage.

However, the bullets clattered and fell to the ground when they hit Yang Chen's body.

The attacker stared in horror at Yang Chen, who was unharmed and hadn't even stopped walking, as if he had witnessed the most terrifying scene.

Yang Chen didn't even turn around; he simply raised his hand and waved it behind him casually.

The attacker's life essence was instantly stripped away, his body slid softly, and turned into another portion of life essence that needed to be recycled.

Similar sporadic resistance occurred two or three more times, but with the same result.

Yang Chen walked as if he were in his own backyard, easily crushing any attempts to stop him.

When Yang Chen returned to the edge of the platform where he could overlook the outside world, the setting sun had already dyed the horizon a brilliant golden-red.

Under his control, the lighthouse maintained a steady speed, and the desolate landscape below had long been replaced by rolling greenery.

In the distance, the familiar outline of Longgu Village was already in sight.

He slowly adjusted his strength, and the lighthouse's speed began to decrease visibly.

"Look down! It's green!"

"There really are plants! Lots of plants!"

"There are houses there! And fields!"

The people crowded around the perimeter shouted even more excitedly.

Hope burned like wildfire in the hearts of everyone who witnessed it.

Inside Dragon Bone Village.

The villagers were all startled by the sudden appearance of the huge shadow.

People looked up.

Hongkou stared at the enormous thing above her head, her eyes somewhat dazed.

Dawn whispered, "It seems it's all taken care of."

Hongkou nodded: "We'll see Mark soon."

Under the old locust tree in the village, Maiduo, who was feeding the falcons with Xiaoyuekui, also looked up curiously.

Looking at the huge shadow, Xiao Yuekui subconsciously moved closer to Maiduo.

Maiduo patted her shoulder and comforted her like a little adult, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. That's what Brother Yang brought back. Maybe a lot of new friends will come down to play in the future!"

Bai Yuekui stood to the side, her silver hair swaying gently in the evening breeze.

She gazed quietly at the lighthouse in the sky, her eyes calm and undisturbed.

(End of this chapter)