I write obituaries for the gods

“I thought you would do it yourself,” he said.

Shen Xuanyi shook her head and said:

“My father would not want me to dirty my hands by killing a dying man for his sake. Besides, letting those beasts kill each other would better relieve my hatred.”

“That makes sense, it’s all in the past.” Lin Chen nodded.

At that moment, Hua Luori's voice came through Lin Chen's earpiece:

"A-1, be aware, intelligence is coming from the streets of Westview District. Bureau of Investigation reinforcements are approaching Pearl Beach District and seem to want to take over the area."

"It seems Louis intends to reap the benefits without lifting a finger," Lin Chen chuckled.

"What do you think?" Shen Xuanyi asked Lin Chen.

“Take everything that’s rightfully ours, then retreat,” Lin Chen said. “It’s too much effort to hold onto Pearl Beach. We’ve already lost enough good people tonight.”

“Agreed,” Shen Xuanyi nodded. “However, with Mr. Iron Face dead, these beasts will have to redivide their territories.”

She looked into the distance and saw that the body of the spiritual being had been dismantled and scattered everywhere, and his wails had ceased.

“Taking them back to United Concrete as hostages will buy us some time,” Shen Xuanyi said. “It seems we need to hurry.”

"You handle the hostages, I'll go get the things," Lin Chen nodded.

He hadn't forgotten his original purpose for entering the Rain City Star TV Tower: he needed a high-powered subspace transmitter to contact the Armed Forces Section 1 and obtain the forces from the Counterattack Investigation Bureau.

The workers at the United Concrete Company are very skilled, but they are powerless against the W weapon.

"..."

After parting ways with Shen Xuanyi, Lin Chen returned to the 80th floor.

He quickly found Li Zhanyi and Liti in a corner of the exhibition hall: the two were dealing with a large number of locked safes.

The solution was simple: Li Zhanyi was responsible for holding down the safe, while Liti was responsible for punching it until the safe was broken open.

"Oh!"

Hearing footsteps, the two turned around and waved to Lin Chen.

"Brother Lin! There are so many good things here!" Li Zhanyi exclaimed excitedly. "Look, look! All kinds of gemstones and jewelry!"

"What the hell?" Lin Chen stared blankly at the pile of gold and silver jewelry. "Where's the transmitter?"

"That one wasn't put in the safe; it was found a long time ago."

Li Zhanyi pointed to a spot not far away, where Lin Chen saw a black pot about the size of a rice cooker.

He picked up the thing, examined it, and pressed the earpiece:

"Black Sword One, verify, is this a high-power subspace transmitter?"

"Let me see..."

A few seconds later, Hualuori's reply came:

"Yes, yes, that's it! Bring it back quickly!"

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Lin Chen turned to look at Li Ti and Li Zhanyi and found that Li Ti was carrying a large bag, which was full of gold and silver jewelry taken out of the safe.

"Mei-hui loves treasure!" Li-ti smiled brightly. "I'll tell her we're going treasure hunting tonight when I get back!"

Lin Chen chuckled, patted Liti's head, and whispered:

"You have to carry what you want yourself."

"it is good!"

Seeing the happy-looking Litty, Lin Chen chuckled softly and then walked towards the center of the exhibition hall.

He walked up to the silver skull mask and stared at its mercury-like surface.

According to Mr. Iron Mask, this mask was left behind by "the ghosts of history" after the Battle of Raintown.

He also mentioned that in that battle, "the ghost of history" was killed.

Is what he said the truth?

If not, then what is the truth?

Lin Chen took the axe, smashed it open the display case, and took out the mask.

He gently stroked the surface of the mask, and a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.

He...it seems he really did wear this mask before.

The mask is like a part of him, like a symbol, a symbol that can confirm his identity.

The title "ghost of history" also symbolizes an extreme threat among the foundation's top brass.

"..."

Lin Chen put the mask away and then gently waved his hand:

"Let's go, let's retreat!"

......

"Oh!"

The investigators from the Rapid Response Division kicked open the emergency stairwell door and rushed into the 79th floor of the Rain City Star building, guns drawn.

After they had thoroughly searched the lobby, Louis stepped out of the elevator, his black trench coat billowing in the wind blowing through the broken French windows.

"Chief, the entire search is complete. There's no one here." Wang Pan walked up to Louis, whose arm had been replaced with a new one.

Louis nodded and walked through the dilapidated entertainment area to the center of the floor.

He saw Mr. Iron Mask.

Mr. Iron Mask was hung from the chandelier, his physical body already shattered, his death a gruesome sight.

Seeing the former urban dictator reduced to this state, Louis expressionlessly took out his walkie-talkie, waved his hand, and signaled the agents to leave.

“Mr. Z, Iron Face is dead,” he said. “What’s the next step?”

"You think I don't know what's going on in your head?" Mr. Z chuckled on the other end of the phone. "Pearl Beach can't be left unmanaged... Okay, I admit, after the Foundation's headquarters were abandoned, it doesn't matter whether there's a manager or not, but I know what you want, Mr. Louis..."

“I will manage the Pearl Beach area,” Louis said. “I will turn Rain City Star into a second command center.”

“No problem, do whatever you want. Just remember to do what I told you to do,” Mr. Z said lazily. “We don’t have many ground forces at our disposal. Ever since Ironface replaced real human soldiers with androids, we’ve lost control of him, so this is a small gap in our capabilities.”

“We will send three more demigods to assist you... So, you should have three demigods as your personal guards now? Is that enough?”

“That’s enough,” Louis nodded.

"Remember... if you want to take over his position, then you'd better put on a dog leash."

At this point, Mr. Z's voice became more threatening:

"Otherwise... look at Iron Face, this is what will happen to you."

“I will complete the mission,” Louis said.

After hanging up the phone, Louis turned and walked to the window, looking down at the Pearl Beach area below.

The former prosperity was now in ruins, and the desolate scene made him feel a strange sense of unease.

Louis's lips twitched slightly, then he turned around and beckoned Wang Pan over.

“Suppress the residents of Mingzhu Beach area. They’re probably looting and evacuating in the ruins right now. Don’t let them take all their belongings.”

"Sir, is this a top priority?" Wang Pan asked. "They're already having a very bad time under Mr. Iron Face's jurisdiction."

“This is an order,” Louis said coldly. “Execute the order.”

Wang Pan stared at Louis for a while, then nodded:

"receive."

"..."

Louis turned around and looked out the window at the dilapidated scene.

“Look what you’ve all done,” he said softly.

......

Shuiwacheng (Waterhole City)

In the center of the intelligence room, Hua Luori was installing a high-power subspace transmitter, tightening screws on the left and adjusting the frequency band on the right.

"Mom, do you know how to do this?" Hua Molan frowned.

"Oh, don't rush," Hua Luori said intently. "Mom's a top-tier spy, so she knows how to fix this thing, it's just a little unfamiliar to her... Let me take a look..."

Hua Molan turned her head and exchanged glances with Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi, who were waiting to the side.

Then they all shook their heads helplessly.

"Be gentle, senior," Li Zhanyi said, barely daring to breathe, "Don't try to pull a miracle out of me..."

"No, no, don't worry, let me see... all done!"

With a "click," the high-powered subspace transmitter rang.

Hua Molan immediately sat down at the transmitter, adjusted the frequency, and read:

"This is Bone Flower Blind Communication. We are searching for Armed Section One. Please reply upon receipt."

"Blindly transmitting communications?" Li Zhanyi was taken aback. "Won't we be discovered?"

“No, the signals I sent out were encrypted with high-level encryption. This encryption method is usually only known to the heads of each department, and it is only told to the next head when the position is passed on,” Hua Molan said. “This is a life-saving measure for each head in a crisis. Even Louis’s subordinates are unlikely to tell him.”

"That's good." Li Zhanyi nodded.

"This is Bone Flower Blind Communication, Armed Section One. Please reply upon receipt," Hua Molan said once again.

A few seconds later, a faint static noise was heard.

"This is Martial Arts Maniac, Bone Flower, why the hell did it take you so long to contact us?"

The sound was strangely distorted after being decrypted, and it was this distortion that made Lin Chen feel a strong aura of violence.

Wu Chi, the head of the Armed Forces Section, is said to be someone who caused a great stir when he entered the Investigation Bureau.

The violent tone in his voice... even Lin Chen felt it was a bit exaggerated.

“The Investigation Bureau has been overthrown, repeat, the Investigation Bureau has been overthrown,” Hua Molan said. “We are isolated and helpless, and now we need your location information.”

A full half minute passed after the message was sent before a reply came:

"We are trapped in a D-3.53 subspace ruin, unable to return, repeating, unable to return."

"What are your coordinates for entering subspace?" Hua Molan asked. "We can help you pinpoint the location."

"Enter the location...at..."

A loud interference sound came through.

"Foundation Headquarters in Pearl Beach District"

"..."

Hua Molan raised her head and exchanged glances with everyone.

"They...went straight to attack the foundation's headquarters?" Li Zhanyi blinked several times.

"Oh my god..." Hua Luori covered her head, "I've seen that martial arts fanatic's file, but I didn't expect it to be this outrageous..."

"As soon as she returned to Yudu, she took Armed Section One and rushed straight to the Foundation headquarters, and then she got trapped in subspace..." Hua Molan sighed, "That's very much in line with that guy's personality."

"What do we do next?" Lin Chen asked. "The First Armed Division was probably shot directly into subspace by the W weapon. In this case, the W weapon will definitely randomly drop them into a coordinate, and we will probably have a hard time releasing them."

"As long as it's a normal coordinate, we can give it a try..." Hua Luori stretched.

“This is difficult to handle…” Hua Molan frowned. “The same W weapon positioning must be applied.”

"Only the Investigation Bureau has the W weapon left." Lin Chen nodded.

"Is there a way to sneak into the Bureau of Investigation?" Li Zhanyi asked. "If we can infiltrate, we can release the Armed Division 1 and fight Louis."

"That's not easy," Hua Luori shook her head.

She took out her phone and played a video.