Otherworld Girl Development Guide

"Prepare mobile police to enter the sewers for reconnaissance."

“Let’s go too…” Sergei stood up and said, “…We can’t count on the police station; they’re protecting the security of IBC International Bank. This operation can only rely on our support department.”

"Then take this with you."

Zhou Mingrui gestured for them to put on IFF identification tags.

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"Waaaaah..."

Colin was terrified when his mouth was covered and his eyes were blindfolded. He tried to struggle, but then realized that his body was bound by ropes and he couldn't move at all. He heard footsteps and immediately quieted down.

"Boss, this is the last batch of bait..."

A hunter threw the child he was carrying on his shoulder next to Colin. The pain from the impact made his face turn red, but he dared not make a sound.

The hunter leader looked at the children huddled together and a sinister smile crept across his face. These children were never intended to be transported to the cult; they were merely bait.

I imagine the cops from Kizilsu Kyrgyz Autonomous Prefecture will be here soon; the sewers aren't hard to find.

"Has all the truth been spread out?"

“They’ve already been deployed,” said the hunter standing nearby.

The hunter leader nodded: "Alright, let's retreat before the truth takes effect!"

Soon, the hunters took off their clothes, changed into the clothing commonly seen in Krobelner, and evacuated the sewers, while the red Truth Pills were scattered in every corner of the sewers.

The sewers naturally have their own ecosystem. Fish in the sewage swallow the truth pills floating on the surface, rat-like animals swallow the pills in the corners, and even insects are no exception.

Instantly, all the organisms that swallowed the Truth underwent genetic mutations, becoming extremely aggressive. Moreover, genetic mutations require energy, so the nearest of their own kind or other organic matter became their food.

To obtain enough energy, all the creatures in the sewers devour each other, much like raising poisonous insects.

Colin listened, trembling, to the chilling, swallowing sounds coming from the sewers.

"Daddy, Mommy, Sister Bell...please help me!"

Chapter 77 The Beginning (Formatting has been fixed, please refresh)

Time: 23:47

Location: Clobel Sewer Entrance.

Operations personnel: Support Division, Dudley Investigator who arrived at the scene, and two quadruped mobile police planes with replaced weapon modules.

Buzzing sounds filled the air as the large gyroplane slowly descended, and two mobile police planes were deployed to the sewer entrance.

After the mobile police were deactivated, the photoelectric turret scanned the surroundings. When it detected the support team and others, the IFF automatically identified them as friendly targets and added them to the protection list.

Dudley adjusted his glasses, pulled out a power-operated pistol from his pocket, inspected it, and then looked at the dark sewer entrance, saying, "Let's go."

The group entered the sewers one after another through the entrance, with one mobile police officer leading the way and another bringing up the rear.

Upon entering the sewer, with a snap, the LED lights of the mobile police officers, equipped with "reactive armor" and equipped with a spitting material, activated, illuminating the area within 30 meters in front of them as if it were daytime. The red and blue lights on their shoulders rotated slightly, and the anti-riot and stability maintenance signs on their shoulders were exceptionally conspicuous.

To address potential friendly fire incidents during CQB operations, the mobile police weapon module was replaced, and the QN202 missile module was replaced with a superconducting battery module to increase its range.

The 23mm assault gun was modified into a 35mm sniper grenade launcher for individual soldiers due to its excessively long barrel... If it weren't for concerns about friendly fire, it might have been replaced with a flamethrower.

The 7.62mm six-barrel Gatling gun was replaced with a twin-barreled 18.4mm shotgun with a magazine feed, which had a faster rate of fire than the AA12 and could instantly and evenly distribute tungsten steel bullets in front of it.

"This sewer system is so... impressive, the sewer system itself is the real thing."

In the footage transmitted back by the mobile police, Zhou Mingrui could clearly see the sewers of Krobel and the four-meter-wide brick road surface, which was even better than the roads in the Krobel city area.

Every ten meters or so, a guiding light illuminates a distance of one meter around them. In the darkness where the light cannot reach, it is as if something unseen is lurking and coveting them.

Next to the brick road is a deep underground drainage ditch. Perhaps because the pollution from the Daoli Industrial Park is relatively small, the water in the sewer is not so turbid. Instead, it is more like recycled water than sewage.

Unlike the support staff who entered the sewers, Zhou Mingrui's family did not have to endure the stench of the sewers.

"Ugh..." A pungent smell filled her nostrils, causing Warrant Officer Mireille, who was entering a sewer for the first time, to cover her nose: "...What's that smell?"

"The smell of the sewers..."

Randy shrugged beside her; the smell of the sewers was definitely not pleasant.

"Be alert, something's wrong, it's too quiet..." Investigator Dudley, who was always extremely serious, said with a solemn expression, "...The cult might be lying in ambush in the sewers, be careful."

"Don't worry, we still have these..."

Warrant Officer Mireille patted the hull of the mobile police vehicle; in this environment, having two drones was reassuring.

Sensing the abnormal vibration of the machine, the photoelectric turret on the machine immediately turned around, and after realizing that it was "one of our own", it turned back.

Clang... Clang... The mechanical feet, equipped with anti-slip mats, steadily stepped onto the brick road, while the photoelectric turret continuously scanned the passage.

As they ventured deeper into the area, their unease grew stronger.

“Randy…” Mireille subconsciously moved closer to Randy: “…I feel like something is watching me…I hope it’s not a ghost.”

"You're overthinking it, Mireille..."

Randy comforted the other person, but his expression gradually became serious. So far, not a single animal had been seen in the sewer!

The light turret's scan did not detect any objects with abnormal temperatures, yet a silent danger was silently approaching them.

In the drainage ditch, shadows more than a meter long silently emerged from the bottom of the water.

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Republic of Kalva, Regular Ship Repair Factory.

Regularly scheduled ships undergoing maintenance are moored at their maintenance stations, and security personnel are conducting routine patrols outside the factory perimeter.

"Those regularly scheduled ships are our target this time..."

The leader of the hunters belonging to the cult stood on the earthen slope, staring at the docked regular ship, and gave a slight, cold laugh.

Thanks to intelligence provided by friends within the Republic of Calva and the help of collaborators, they not only infiltrated the factory but also thoroughly investigated its security.

"...Obtain all the flying, scheduled ships. I don't need to tell you what to do next, right?"

Several fanatical believers behind him shouted, "For the truth!"

The hunter leader smiled with satisfaction and glanced at the time... 21:00 PM. The other side should be launching their operation soon.

"Very good! Let's begin the operation. Remember! Leave no survivors!"

With a whoosh, a group of hunters dressed in Rebonian Empire uniforms rushed through the woods toward the airship maintenance factory.

Before the security guards patrolling outside the wall could even realize what was happening, they were suddenly attacked by hunters who used melee weapons to cut them down, and then, without hesitation, finished off the fallen guards.

"what!!!"

A piercing scream rang out, and the next second, the airship maintenance factory sounded an alarm.

The guards grabbed their weapons and rushed toward the scene of the incident, quickly engaging in firefight with the hunters disguised as Rebonian Empire soldiers.

Bang bang bang!

The two sides hid behind cover and fired at each other with orbment guns, the bullets occasionally knocking the unlucky ones to the ground.

"They're soldiers from the Rebonian Empire!" a security guard exclaimed in terror.

"What? The Rebonian Empire has attacked?!" Another security guard nearly dropped his orbal gun.

They were just a group of ordinary security guards, fighting against regular troops... They weren't that brave, and their morale was constantly waning.

Seeing his comrades being shot down one by one by Imperial soldiers, the security captain swallowed hard and said to his comrades, "Hold on, I'm going to ask my superiors for help."

After saying that, ignoring the ashen faces of the others, he ran towards the communications room.

As the sound of the orbal gunfire faded into the distance, the security captain breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he reached the communications room, he saw the equipment maintenance supervisor standing at the door, and a question arose in his mind: why was he still there so late...?

"How could you..."

Before the security captain could finish his question, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw that the supervisor had somehow produced a dagger, which was deeply embedded in his chest.

The security captain felt all his strength leaving him and involuntarily knelt on the ground. Only then did he see the security personnel who had been killed lying haphazardly on the ground in the security room.

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"You...are...a traitor..."

The security captain's consciousness gradually sank into eternal darkness. Watching the security captain gradually lose his life, the supervisor snorted softly, bent down and wiped the security captain's body.

Footsteps sounded behind him. The supervisor turned around and saw the hunter leader walking over, carrying a battle axe that was dripping blood.

Where is the stuff?

The supervisor waved the three keys in his hand: "Here, airships in positions three, six, and eight can take off."

The hunter leader nodded, took the key, and walked towards the airship hangar.

When he reached the hangar entrance, the hunters were slaughtering the workers who were stranded in the factory.

The hunter leader looked at the fanatical believers wearing robes with upright pupils, handed them the keys to the airship, and bowed slightly to show his respect.

After receiving the keys, the fanatics bowed reverently, boarded the airship, and entered the cockpit. The hunters then handcuffed the fanatics to the cockpit.

The hunter then disembarked from the airship, and the fanatic activated the airship and took off, flying towards the direction of Krobel. Flying an orbal airship at night is a very dangerous thing.

After all, airships are not as highly automated as airplanes, but for fanatics, they are meant to sacrifice themselves for the truth.

Watching the three orbal airships disappear into the night sky, the hunters left behind orbal bombs and quickly evacuated the factory.

In the violent explosion, the entire factory was destroyed, leaving only fragments of Imperial soldiers' standard equipment and clothing. It was a simple framing tactic, but sometimes it worked very well.

The hunter leader turned his gaze toward the Rebonian Empire, thinking that they were about to take action as well.

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"Danger!"

A monster resembling a skinned frog leaped out of the drain, its massive, barbed mouth lunging at Mireille. If it bit her, she would probably turn into Mireille... Randy tackled Mireille to the ground, and they rolled together.

In an instant, the turret on the mobile police vehicle captured the monster that jumped out of the drain. The AI's reaction speed exceeded the limits of human capabilities, and the ultrasonic motor drove the mobile police vehicle to rotate the twin 18.4mm shotgun shells with unparalleled precision.

After confirming that the trajectory would not harm friendly forces lying on the ground, the shotgun opened fire.

Thump! Thump! Thump! In the blink of an eye, the twin 18.4mm shotgun fired ten standard shotgun shells, each containing 13 small tungsten steel beads. The 130 larger tungsten steel beads, carrying deadly kinetic energy, struck the monster in the air and blasted it apart. The shattered flesh rained down on Randy and Mireille.