Thousand Miles of Knowledge: 175 Light and Darkness (5)
"What? Master Qianli is sick?"
"Isn't it fine yesterday?"
"I heard that it was because of the aftermath of the last war..."
"Speaking of this, Lord Qianli seems to have never made a new spiritual tool since that time. Could it be because of illness?"
"Probably. No wonder the skeleton weapon I applied for has never been written down."
"I hope she recovers as soon as possible, otherwise Mingcheng will be headless again."
"Isn't there three strong players in the field? I believe that Mingcheng is safe for the time being."
"This brother is here, he's so cute."
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The news of Qianli's sudden serious illness spread in a short period of time, and everyone in Mingcheng was worried. There were waves of people who wanted to visit Qianli and inquire about his condition, all of which were dealt with by several uncles.
Salomon sneered: "I don't think the people in Mingcheng can bear it. Under such circumstances, they can hide the truth."
Brown glanced at him and asked, "Do you want everyone to know that Qianli is imprisoned by you?"
"How can I achieve my goal if I don't take heavy drugs?" Salomon lay casually on the sofa with a face full of indifference.
"Aren't you afraid of causing anger?"
"Haha. How powerful can a group of rabble people be?" Salomon said contemptuously, "Mingcheng now has no powerhouses in the field, so her survival is not up to us?"
"You're too confident." Brown shook his head, got up and walked out of the room, passing Dillmer as he passed the door.
Brown paused for a moment, looked back at Dilmer's back, a thought flashed across his face, and then left.
"How is it?" Salomon asked, looking at Dilmer who was pacing into the room.
Dilmer shook his head, "I searched the entire Ming City, but I didn't find any intelligence system that found Wei Qianli."
"The intelligence network of Mingcheng may surpass the first **** of the holy city to a certain extent. Why is there no clue?" Salomon frowned.
"I don't understand either." Dilmer leaned against the wall and pondered, "The core processors, electronic equipment, monitors, etc. they use are all ordinary, and their technical level is equivalent to BA level. "
Salomon raised his eyebrows: "BA level? Dilmo, Wei Qianli is not only a spirit tattooist, but also a mechanic. She definitely has skills that ordinary people don't have."
"It's a pity." Dilmer walked to the window and said lightly, "Wei Qianli may be more powerful than we thought. At a young age, he acted meticulously and did not leave us any clues."
Salomon's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.
Dilmer slowly turned around and smiled, "But I still found something interesting."
"Oh? What?"
"This." Dilmer took out a small object and threw it to Salomon.
Salomon took it at random, flipped through it a few times, and wondered, "This is just a liaison."
Dilmer sat opposite Salomon, folded his legs, and asked, "Do you know what uniform equipment the Fool members have?"
"Huh? Fool member?" Salomon did not understand the intention of Dilmer suddenly mentioning the Fool member.
Dilmer said with a smile: "Let's not talk about other things, you must be impressed by one thing, that is the flying board that can glide in the turbidity area."
Salomon's face flashed with surprise, and after a little thought, he suddenly said: "You mean, this contactor in my hand can also be used in the turbidity area?"
Dilmer nodded with a smile.
"How did she do it?" Wei Qianli's ability to make turbid weapons is not a secret at the top. Someone once secretly did research, and the results showed that the energy core she used was very special, completely breaking through the limitations of inherent energy sources and solving problems that have plagued researchers for hundreds of years. However, the production method of this energy is still a mystery, and researchers can only find the answer from a few turbid instruments.
"That's it." Dilmer took out another thing and placed it lightly on the table. It turned out to be an unprocessed golden unicorn stone.
"This is... an energy stone?" Salomon asked uncertainly.
"That's right, it's an energy stone. To be exact, it's a special energy stone."
"Where did it come from?"
"Produced by Jinqi."
"Golden unicorn?" Salomon pointed out the window, "If I'm not mistaken, the golden unicorn you're talking about is the kind of worm that runs around the streets?"
Dilmer nodded.
Salomon "ha": "I didn't expect that what researchers have been looking for for centuries is actually on those bugs!"
Dilmer smiled.
Salomon said happily: "Now that you know the key, the turbid equipment is no longer just Wei Qianli's patent."
"I have to regret to tell you," Diermo said lightly, "Wei Qianli obtained the exclusive breeding rights of Jin Qi before."
Salomon's smile froze for a moment, and after a long while he gritted his teeth and asked, "Which idiot helped her pass the application?"
"Leddy Vikas."
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In the conference room, several core members of Mingcheng were sitting together, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.
"What do I do next?" Chi Jiu looked at the frozen Qianli, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Uncle Ling replied: "Stop selling spiritual tools, open most of the places to the three experts in the field, and try to give the outside world the illusion that Mingcheng is being oversold by them."
"Are we going to keep backing down and let them show off their power in Mingcheng?" The squid was full of anger.
"This is not a concession." Uncle Jin said calmly, "This is called strategic use of the situation. We want everyone to know the domineering behavior of the so-called strong, taking advantage of people's danger, bullying the weak, and humiliating those who have merit. ."
"Then why do you hide the news that Qianli was imprisoned by them?" Hope asked.
Lian Heng showed a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you think this news can be concealed? We just need to wait and see, and someone will reveal the truth for us." He pushed his glasses and said, "In addition, I The Dragon Eagle has already brought news to Char, and I believe he will not risk his return."
Wei Kong pouted: "If he comes back, who is the real danger?"
Everyone fell silent, and they didn't have much hope that the completely demonized Char would return to Mingcheng again.
He and thousands of miles are dependent on each other, and step by step, the relationship between the two may have already surpassed the boundaries of ordinary couples. If they can only separate two places in the future, it would be too cruel for them.
"Sooner or later we will make all those who have insulted us pay the price. Mingcheng is by no means a place where people are allowed to run wild!" Uncle Shui thumped the table fiercely.
"That's right!"
Noah and the others have bright eyes, all of them like beasts ready to go...
A few days later, most areas of Mingcheng were open, including the training room, testing room, battle arena, defense circle, maneuver room, etc.
All the outsiders were all excited and flocked to these important areas where they usually need to contribute points to enter.
As we all know, Mingcheng has a very special training ground, a testing room that can obtain the qualification to buy spiritual tools, and an intelligence system known as the Tianluodiwang.
However, when they actually went to the scene, they found that these places were not as magical as they imagined. All the mechanical equipment was half-new. The sales of magic weapons and engraved weapons had stopped. The technology used is almost the same.
Everyone can't believe it. Could it be that Mingcheng relies on those simple equipment to train batch after batch of masters? Using that ordinary monitoring system, to complete the positioning and tracking that Chushen could not complete?
The only more advanced ones are the defense system and maneuvering room made by foreign aid mechanics.
How did the Lord of Mingcheng turn the rotten into the miraculous?
However, soon, another amazing news was revealed-a few secretly taken photos were secretly uploaded to the Internet by someone, and the photos showed the appearance of thousands of miles being imprisoned by frost.
Frozen Imprisonment? Everyone could hardly believe their own eyes, the goddess-like existence in their hearts was actually imprisoned!
Through the somewhat blurred ice wall, you can see Qianli sitting on a chair, eyes closed, brows slightly wrinkled, as if he is meditating.
In the entire Ming City, no one can instantly freeze a thousand miles under the protection of several masters. The one who shot must be a domain powerhouse, and a powerhouse in the ice field.
Combined with the arrival of the three domain powerhouses and the recent changes in Mingcheng, everyone has a clear guess in their hearts.
Three domain powerhouses imprisoned for thousands of miles, took control of Mingcheng, and took this place as their own!
Although Qianli has been living in the D world, no one denies her current achievements and status. Even the experts in the field are not qualified to humiliate them in this way!
The Hundred Battles in Moonflower City first questioned this group of demon slayers from the holy city, and the answer was to facilitate the trapping and killing of demonizers, and to absolutely guarantee the safety of thousands of miles.
But this reasoning is unacceptable to anyone with a right to know. If Char has really become a demonizer, how can he still have the memories and emotions of the past? Is there any chance of success in dealing with demonizers in a human way of thinking?
Even if this method works, why must it be imprisoned for thousands of miles? Wouldn't it be easy for them to create an illusion?
Faced with many questions, the team led by Salomon did not have a clear response. Except for a small number of people, the outside world is mostly ignorant of them. But the state of Mingcheng's emptying now is obvious. Chasing down demonizers should only be one of the goals of this group of people, and I am afraid that the overhead city is also in their plan.
The reason why Mingcheng attracts attention is the existence of thousands of miles. She controls almost all the spiritual tools, skeletonized weapons, turbid weapons, and intelligence networks, so Qianli dares to secretly order people to open Mingcheng. Outsiders can't find much valuable things in Mingcheng at all, but they can create a situation that seems to be controlled by others.
This strategy was improvised by Qianli during his meeting with the Demon Slayer. Her tone of voice was tough, in order to anger those experts in the field. If they didn't embarrass her, it means there is room for change; if they do it right away, it means that they not only have another purpose, but also have a firm attitude.
Qianli originally planned to use a bitter trick when they started, even if they only suffered a small injury, they would make it big. On the one hand, it can be avoided in the name of recuperating, and on the other hand, it can also create public opinion pressure on them and distract their energy.
What I didn't expect was that Salomon imprisoned her directly, so that she had no chance to carry out follow-up plans, and many things may deviate from the results she expected. But for now, the development is barely in her expectations, but she can't verify it for herself...
The image of being imprisoned for thousands of miles is wildly circulating on the Internet, and countless mercenaries feel extremely sad and chilled when they look at the picture.
Qianli and Char, in seven or eight years, I don't know how many people have been saved, and I don't know how many hopes and miracles they have brought to the world.
Now, one of them is demonized and hides alone in the depths of the dark and turbid land; the other is forcibly imprisoned and turned into a cold and unconscious ice sculpture.
They once saved countless lives, but now, no one has stood up for them.
The city of Ming who has lost Char is like a defenseless place; the city of Ming that has lost thousands of miles is like a poor place.
The anger accumulated in everyone's chest was temporarily suppressed by the power of the domain powerhouse, but they all showed strong hostility to this group of masters from the upper city.
The entire Mingcheng gradually fell into a depressed and depressed atmosphere.