A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 309 A series of ambushes, none of my business

Liu Anshan, in his forties, has regular features and gray hair. He works at a research institute specializing in coolant projects.

Research on coolant is an important branch of all prosthetic technology research in the Hachiyoin region. Although it is called coolant, it has long been more than just "achieving cooling in the body".

Nowadays, high-end coolants generally need to have excellent properties in many aspects, such as electrical conduction, energy conduction, lubrication and wear prevention, and pressure hardening.

In Narayan province alone, there are no fewer than four hundred research institutes specializing in coolant projects. Three-quarters of them have cooperative relationships with the military. The rest are not because the military cannot get involved, but because the military does not consider them worthwhile.

The research institute where Liu Anshan works is a leader in the field and has begun researching how to mix a large number of liquid nanomechanical insects equipped with intelligent programs into the coolant.

Although they have not yet completely overcome the challenge of "installing independent intelligent programs in nanoscale machines", they have gained the attention of the higher-ups at Hachiyo Institute and received a significant amount of resources.

Even more remarkably, the Great Master personally allocated a psychic healing device to be installed in their research institute, running 24 hours a day to ensure that all researchers could maintain peak energy and mental alertness while working.

However, this also meant that all researchers had to work fourteen hours a day, and the institute's staff were divided into two groups. When one group finished working, the other group would come and take over, ensuring that someone was pushing the project forward at all times.

Liu Anshan went to work at 8 p.m. last night and was supposed to get off work at 10 a.m. this morning, but he had to work overtime for another three hours. By the time he got home, it was already afternoon.

"Susu, open the door."

Liu Susu ran to open the door: "Dad, you're back. Mr. Li is here."

"Mr. Li?" Liu Anshan took off his glasses, handed his briefcase to his daughter, and thought for a moment. "Oh, he's the one who arranged to rent the house online."

He went into the house, greeted Li Mingwu, and then urged his daughter to continue reading in her room.

"Has Su Su shown Mr. Li the bedroom yet?"

Liu Anshan said with a smile, "How about it? The pictures I posted online weren't lying, were they? Your bedroom has its own bathroom and a small study, but there's no kitchen. However, Su Su and I don't usually cook at home, so you can make whatever you want in our kitchen."

Guan Luoyang, holding a cup of lime tea, said, "My cooking skills aren't that great, I usually order takeout. By the way, Mr. Liu, when we chatted online before, you mentioned that you have a high level of knowledge and expertise in artificial intelligence programming. I work in game development and want to make the interaction between game characters and players more vivid. I came here to learn some related techniques and found a way. Mr. Liu, have you heard of a training course called…?"

The two chatted for a while, and Liu Anshan gave a lot of advice, believing that the training course was very reliable.

When they met online, their conversations gradually deepened because their professional fields overlapped slightly, and eventually, the topic of renting an apartment came up.

However, as they were talking, Liu Anshan blinked and suddenly found himself in a white fog. Everything around him was a blur of white and he couldn't see anything clearly except for the sofa he was sitting on and the coffee table in front of him.

A young man I didn't recognize was sitting across from me at the coffee table.

"This is?!"

Liu Anshan stood up in alarm, about to speak, when the unfamiliar young man had already sketched out a complex pattern in the mist.

The feigned panic vanished instantly, and Liu Anshan sat back down, patting his chest: "I thought something had gone wrong, attracting the attention of the Eight Leaves Institute. Turns out it's a new contact."

That pattern was the most secure form of identity verification in his communication channels with the coalition government.

"Hello, my name is Guan Luoyang. The real Li Mingwu has already gone back. The one who came to your house now is me in disguise."

Guan Luoyang explained the situation in a few words: "All of you researchers have been fitted with surveillance devices. Normally, if Li Mingwu were to meet with you, we would have to exchange information using code words, which would be too troublesome. This is your Heart Sea, where you can talk without being monitored."

Liu Anshan looked around and said, "The Sea of ​​Hearts? If someone from the outside were looking this way, what would I look like in the living room right now?"

"Don't worry, I manipulate water vapor and create an illusion from many angles, including optics, electromagnetism, and heat. Whether it's a person or a machine, if you observe the scene in the living room now, you will only see me and you having a normal conversation."

Guan Luoyang already had a deep understanding of the spiritual energy of this world. Now, when he used the Heavenly River Magic Power, he incorporated some techniques from genetic martial arts, making it even more concealed.

Unless a level 6 or higher psychic comes in person, even if a group of intelligent monks from outside walks into this living room, they will not be able to see through the illusion, nor will they be able to detect the slightest abnormal psychic energy fluctuation.

Although Liu Anshan didn't understand, he could see Guan Luoyang's confidence, so he didn't ask any further questions and said, "I've already received word that we'll be cooperating with other undercover colleagues to carry out some surprise operations soon, ideally targeting the military logistics of the Eight Leaves Institute. Is Mr. Guan here to oversee the situation on Narayana's side?"

"I suppose so. All the previous raid plans prepared within the territory of the Eight Leaves will be suspended, and I, as the first executor, will decide on the new targets."

Guan Luoyang smiled and said, "I've heard that you've provided many valuable inside stories from the Eight Leaves Academy. You could say you're the most outstanding intelligence operative among the agents in the Naroyan region. Have you heard anything important lately?"

Liu Anshan did not take credit: "Many of the information I provided in the past was just rumors that were hard to distinguish between true and false. It was other undercover colleagues who were able to distinguish between true and false and find out the really important clues."

Researchers, at first glance, seem to be serious, meticulous, and cautious people who rarely gossip. But in reality, when they get busy and under pressure, they are happy to listen to and talk about all sorts of messy news.

Especially for research institutes with high technical levels that have gained the favor of higher-ups, many colleagues are keen to win over the institute's internal staff, often inviting them out to banquets and dinners under various pretexts.

Whether it's to poach talent, steal technology, or find out which technologies the higher-ups are currently most interested in, these people will throw out a lot of news, both true and false, during their dinners to entice researchers to reveal the information they want.

The higher-ups at the Hachiyo Institute do not prohibit this behavior; they are happy to see these semi-official military technology practitioners competing with each other.

The more they compete, the better. The more they inflate their competition, the more the higher-ups at Hachiyoin will profit.

Taking advantage of this trend, Liu Anshan secretly obtained a great deal of intelligence.

Those military technology professionals are incredibly well-informed; they have connections, bribery, and many can even directly link their networks to the mountain lord's side.

Sometimes, people forget what they say casually, unaware that their conversation topics are being slowly extracted into valuable clues elsewhere.

Although Liu Anshan was modest, there were far more than ten or eight informants of his status, but he was the only one who had sifted out truly important intelligence on multiple occasions.

This time was no exception; after thinking for a few seconds, he gave a relatively clear answer.

"The recent movements of the Hachiyoin leadership are most important in two aspects."

"First, regarding the funeral of the Dakini and the Arhat with Heavenly Ears, the date has been set. The burial will take place in seventeen days. Important figures from all walks of life will attend the memorial service, and the high-ranking officials of the Eight Leaves Institute will definitely make a collective appearance."

Liu Anshan sighed, "I heard that the two of them died in a conflict in the Burmese mountains. One was a mountain lord, and the other was given the name Arhat. I wonder who could kill two such important figures!"

Guan Luoyang chuckled and asked, "Can you confirm which high-ranking members of the Eight Leaves Academy will be attending the funeral?"

Liu Anshan shook his head: "It's hard to say. On the Eight Leaves side, although they are skilled in prosthetic technology and have money and power, they can replace any part of their bodies at will, but they still attach great importance to the funerals of high-ranking people, such as water burial, earth burial, and tower burial."

"At that time, the two mountain lords who remained in the Narayana region, Vajrata and Mahaprajna, might both make an appearance. It's even possible that the Grand Master Nichiren Sekai will show up. If we need to take any action on that day, we must stay far away from the area where the funeral is taking place."

Guan Luoyang pondered for a moment, then asked, "What's the second development?"

Liu Anshan said, "The second development is related to technology. It is said that the leaders of various research institutes have recently been notified to complete the handover of their current work within thirty days. After thirty days, a large-scale induction ceremony will be held in the Sky Garden."

"All experts in areas such as intelligent programming, energy storage, and psionic transmission will be temporarily assigned to a new project under the Grand Master..."

"I vaguely heard that there has been a new breakthrough in the technology of converting ordinary electricity into spiritual energy, which is why all the experts are being mobilized to participate in the discussion and conduct on-site testing within the territory of the Eight Leaves."

Guan Luoyang's eyes flickered, and he immediately thought of the technology that the organization behind Leopold had demonstrated.

It's probably not that the Great Master has made a new breakthrough, but rather that the Eight Leaves Institute and the Promised Land have already begun a technological cooperation transaction.

Liu Anshan leaned back on the sofa and sighed, "Neither of these developments is of much value."

"At the funeral, the forces they gather will be terrifyingly strong. No matter what we do, it will only be a minor disturbance that won't hurt them. It might even be like throwing an egg against a rock, and it will only expose our hidden strength."

"As for Sky Garden, on the surface, the forces they have gathered are not as strong as the former, and their researchers are extremely valuable. If they can make a splash at the induction ceremony, it will not only be a substantial blow, but also facilitate subsequent public opinion guidance."

"But……"

Liu Anshan hesitated for a moment.

Guan Luoyang said directly, "But that's most likely a trap, isn't that what you're trying to say?"

Liu Anshan immediately sat up straight, clenched his fist and pounded it on his knee, and said, "Mr. Guan also noticed that."

Guan Luoyang nodded and said, "It's one thing to hold a lavish funeral, but to hold a large-scale induction ceremony in a high-profile place like the Sky Garden just to test new technologies is a bit too formalistic."

Liu Anshan chuckled: "Yeah, they even gave us a month's notice. Are they afraid the news won't leak?"

The coalition government could have imagined that after taking control of the five cities in Burma, they would deploy special agents behind enemy lines to buy time to digest the situation.

Surely no one in the Hachiyoin Temple would have thought of this.

They were also prepared to take advantage of the situation and eliminate these lurking personnel.

Guan Luoyang could even deduce that these kinds of trap messages, big and small, would increase in number over time, and some genuine information would be mixed in, making it easier for some agents to get a taste of success.

People have a tendency to take chances, and if these agents have to take action, they will inevitably encounter bait and fall into traps.

but……

Guan Luoyang thought to himself: Since it was me who came, why would I need these people to take unnecessary risks?

If the people of Hachiyoin want to play this game of finding undercover agents and fishing for spies, then let them play it.

You do your thing, I'll do mine.

"Let them hold memorial services, induction ceremonies, or whatever other messy things happen later. Let them do whatever they want. Don't waste any energy on these things."

Guan Luoyang said, "Notify the local undercover personnel to make all necessary preparations for clandestine reconnaissance and recording, and find out the location of the psionic transfer base stations and the specific orbits of the psionic satellites throughout the entire Narayan Province."

Liu Anshan said with difficulty, "We have been working on these two things. Ground base stations are not difficult to find; we have found about 70% of them over the years. However, the coordinates of the psionic satellites are really impossible to detect, let alone deduce their operational trajectories when they are mobilized."

When it comes to psionic satellites, it seems like everyone knows that these things float in the stratosphere.

However, the stratosphere is actually vast, yet the volume of a psionic satellite is less than one thousand cubic meters.

The psionic satellites floated high in the sky, much like a flock of small fish fry released into a vast lake. The constantly operating psionic signals were like countless undercurrents in the lake, orderly and mutually concealing each other, so no matter how one looked at them, no one outside could see any flaws.

Unless these fry grow into big fish, stirring up waves wherever they go, turning the stable undercurrents into turbulent white waves, their location will naturally be easily discerned.

"Just be prepared, wait patiently, and when the time comes, don't miss it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding mist dissipated, and Liu Anshan found himself back in his own living room in the blink of an eye.

He quickly composed himself, yawned, and said, "Let's stop here for today. I've been working overtime until now, I need to go get some sleep. Mr. Li, please make yourself at home."

Guan Luoyang smiled and said goodbye.

Liu Anshan stood up, still slightly unable to contain himself, and asked with a double meaning, "Mr. Li, besides attending training courses, what other plans do you have? Are you looking for some extra income?"

Guan Luoyang said, "I have a fairly substantial amount of savings. For the next period of time, I will focus on my studies."

Some people want to bury themselves in their studies without causing harm, while others want to predict the weather, and unexpected events occur.

(End of this chapter)