Thousand Miles of Knowledge: Rule 185 (6)

17C5 is now occupied by the Panjia faction, and the arrival of Qianli and Char was personally greeted by the chief general Jeff.

The situation in the city was relatively stable. Most of the people welcomed the arrival of the Panjia troops. There was no resistance to martial law for several days.

The streets are very quiet, with squads of patrolling soldiers everywhere. As soon as they saw Qianli and Char, they immediately showed expressions of awe, and bowed their heads in salute, their eyes full of excitement. Especially when Char approached, with a strong pressure, the air seemed to freeze.

Until the two of them left, everyone seemed to be relieved and exhaled heavily...

Jeff led the two of them towards the city hall. Although he was curious about their visit, he did not rashly ask.

Seven or eight well-dressed soldiers stood outside the city hall, apparently Jeff's important officers. After they received the news that Qianli and Char were coming, they all came out to greet them.

When it was less than 100 meters away from the city hall, Qianli suddenly stopped and quietly faced the direction of the officers.

"Lord Qianli, what's wrong?" Jeff asked strangely when he saw her stop suddenly.

Thousands of miles left eye spiritual patterns circulated, and a movie-like picture emerged in his mind. Char seemed to feel something, and looked at those people vigilantly.

"It's nothing." Qianli replied lightly and continued to walk forward.

Jeff introduced the surrounding officers one by one, and when he pointed to one of the officers named "Fissie", Qianli's brows moved slightly.

After the two chatted with the officers, they were arranged to rest in the VIP room. At the same time, the news of their entry into 17C5 also spread throughout the districts for the first time.

In the room, Qianli leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and concentrated on searching for something with his senses.

For a moment, Qianli opened his eyes slightly, and Char looked at her with doubts in his eyes.

Qianli Road: "We will visit our enemy at night."

Char nodded, knowing she'd found them looking for someone. Immediately, he showed a depressed expression again, and snorted a few times.

"What's wrong?" Qianli asked strangely.

"Can't I go now?" Charle hugged her waist and leaned his head against the crevice of her neck, muttering, "I'll delay the rest at night..."

Qianli put a hand on his face, pushed his head back, and said angrily: "You energetic fellow, what's the delay?"

Char pulls his hand away and hangs it on her, as if begging to be touched. He has been abstinent for a while...

"It's useless to be cute." Qianli dispelled his thoughts without hesitation. "Besides, if I don't deal with the enemy in the dark, I may be attacked at any time."

Charle immediately said murderously: "That's right, it's so boring to dare to hurt you!"

Qianli smiled, raised his head and kissed his face to appease him, but he seized the opportunity and bit him hard...

During dinner, Qianli refused Jeff's invitation and ate with Char in the room.

Until late at night, everything was quiet, and most of the people had fallen asleep, but the two quietly left the room.

"How is the energy replenishment?" In the room, a blond man asked the gray-haired man who was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed.

The pale-haired man Duo He was lethargic and his eyes were a little sluggish, but he nodded when he heard the question from the blond-haired man.

"Then let's continue." The blond man said, "With the current distance and unprepared sleep, the success rate should increase."

Duohe didn't speak, just held the velvet spar, slowly condensing energy.

The blond man looked at him seriously, and the room was silent for a while.

At this critical moment, a dull and rhythmic percussion suddenly came from outside.

The crane grab was interrupted, but the blond man's expression changed. The place where they are staying is a secret room, behind the dark wall of a simple room used to temporarily store waste, and even the door is hidden. Who would come here at night to knock on the "door"?

The blond man dodged and leaned against the wall, vigilantly watching the movement outside.

Who knew that as soon as he leaned against the wall, the wall was opened from the outside, and two figures appeared in front of him. They were the characters they were eager to deal with - Qianli and Char.

"Warren, Luanhe." Qianli called out.

Blonde Warren pales. Unexpectedly, the other party mastered their whereabouts like this, and called out their names accurately.

Isn't it possible to escape all surveillance and not escape their tracking?

Warren froze, not moving. Duohe just watched quietly, his expression indifferent.

Qianli and Char slowly walked into the dark room, and the wall closed again.

Warren took a step back, holding back a shudder, and asked hard, "How did you find us?"

"You used mind control on Captain Fisher," Qianli replied. When she approached the city hall, she foresaw that Fasci might behave abnormally soon, and deduced that he might be controlled.

Warren and Luanhe were startled at the same time.

Mind control is an advanced evolution of telepathy, which can completely control a person's actions and five senses within a certain range. They can hide in the brain of the controlled person, observe the external situation through their five senses, and usually see almost no flaws. At the same time, they can also force the controlled person to execute various commands, such as attacking someone.

Of course, the premise of successful control is that the power level of telepathy must be stronger than that of the controlled person, and there is a limit to the range of telepathic control, which cannot be too far away from the controlled person.

Qianli used this condition to find the two of them in the dark room.

"I didn't expect you to find flaws like this." Warren seemed a little frustrated, feeling powerless to fight the frustration for the first time.

Thousands of miles stood with their hands behind their backs, and said indifferently: "You have a lot of tactics. In order to kill me, you even sacrificed your life for your life."

She turned her head to "look" at Seize the Crane sitting on the bed.

She did this to show them clearly that she knew what they were doing.

"Hmph, we really underestimate you." Warren laughed to himself, "If I had known, I should have gotten rid of you years ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Char's eyes snapped, and a bloodstain appeared on Warren's face.

Warren takes a few steps back again.

"If you weren't too tyrannical, I wouldn't intervene in your struggle for the rights of the Holy City in the Northern District." Qianli said coldly, "Those civilians are so innocent, why do you want to kill them? And those who are trampled by you wantonly. Insulting girls, why should you be the victim of your struggle for power and profit? You are all sinful, and what are you going to use to pay homage to the millions of dead souls?"

"Haha." Warren laughed sarcastically, "Don't say it as if it's great. Win is victory, defeat is defeat, there is no right or wrong, no matter how high-sounding the excuse is, it's not for profit. ?"

"So, how much profit have you made after working hard for so many years?" Qianli also mocked, "The truly strong should gain both fame and fortune. You have enough ability, but unfortunately you used the wrong method."

Warren gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think that you have already won. We have many experts inside. As long as the lord gives an order, the entire southern district will be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"Lord? Who is your lord?" Qianli asked suddenly.

Warren immediately shut up.

The light in Qianli's left eye flickered, and several blurry images appeared in his mind. The identity of the dungeon **ss has always been a mystery, and even Qi was unable to collect this person's information. Could he be able to block all signal data in the world, and not even use any electronic communication equipment to communicate with others?

"That's it." Qianli said again, "You help me contact your lord, I hope to have a direct conversation with him."

"What do you want to do?" Warren asked warily.

"Now you are at an absolute disadvantage, don't you want to talk to us about other conditions?" Qianli knew very well that what Warren just said was true, and there are indeed countless masters hidden in the dungeon. She also has an unpublished list in her hand, all of which are A-rank and above. Several of the strong people in the Holy Capital Domain died in the hands of Char. That is because the power is concentrated and it can act as a deterrent, so Qianli has no scruples, but it is not so easy to deal with the masters scattered all over the city.

The reason the dungeon didn't riot was because of scruples. On the surface, their power must be unretainable, but most of the underground industries are still well preserved. This is the foundation of their establishment, so how can they be willing to surrender or simply give up?

If it really drives them into a corner, it's really hard to ensure that they won't burn everything down and turn the Southern District upside down.

"I'll ask for directions first," Warren said hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to talk to me, you just need to tell him that if you want to keep the foundation, you will completely clean up all black transactions in your hands, including kidnapping, smuggling, illegal mining, biochemical research, trafficking in prohibited goods, etc., slowly From dark to light, follow the normal procedure and develop step by step.”

Warren listens with a deadpan expression, without interrupting.

Qianli continued: "You may scoff at my suggestion, but I have a way to monitor what you are doing, unless you plan to stay outside the Skynet for the rest of your life. It is up to you to decide whether to choose coordinated development or to clear it out violently. "

In fact, Qianli proposed this condition as an expedient move. It's not that she doesn't want to completely eradicate the dungeon, but that she doesn't have the strength for the time being, even the holy city can't do it. The dungeon industry is huge, and it is not a one-time thing to completely swallow it. It takes a lot of time and recruits various professionals. You must know that the underground city has many industries involving technology, minerals, medicine, etc. that require high-quality talents. If it were all destroyed, it would definitely be an incalculable loss.

A good way is to nibble away step by step, patiently dividing their roots. Under absolute monitoring, keep it useful, and remove its harm, this force will one day complete its transformation from negative to positive, and die in another form.

"In addition, don't send people to assassinate me again, and it is not what you expected to have a bad relationship with me." Qianli turned to Duohe again, "As for this one, I will take it away first, and I don't plan to return it in the future. Don't bother asking me for someone."

Duohe is a person with special abilities that Qianli has never seen before, and she wants to take it back to study it. Judging from his current condition, it seems that he has been severely backfired, and he probably won't live long. Before we met, I only felt that the curse was very scary. After seeing people, I realized that this is just another kind of sad ability to hurt people and hurt themselves.

The author has something to say: I decided to end it slowly and lay out the world situation completely. Mastering many technologies also requires dissemination and appropriate successors.

Well, there's a baby... :>_