“Yes,” Qingchen said.
"Then tell me what you need me to do?" Da Yu asked arrogantly.
But then Qingchen brought out an LCD panel and casually copied the streets of Storm City onto it. With just a few dozen strokes, a three-dimensional street appeared.
Qing Chen said, "This is... the route from this apartment to the Upper Seventh District. The red dots I marked are all surveillance cameras, while the blue lines are the blind spots I calculated."
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Da Yu asked, "You want me to summon your image, follow the route to avoid the surveillance cameras, and then appear in a place far away from this apartment?"
“That’s right,” Qing Chen said with a smile, “Only after this last step is completed can I be considered truly safe.”
Hu Xiaoniu couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Master, is the Western Continent really that strictly controlled? Even at this point, would anyone still suspect you? And why are there so many surveillance cameras...?"
“This is a country without freedom,” Qingchen said with a smile. “Dayu, please, this is the route I painstakingly selected, and it’s the only route that can avoid surveillance. Don’t make any mistakes. Once you arrive at the target location, area A1, you just need to show your face under that surveillance camera, and then disappear into the blind spot of area A2. That’s all.”
Qingchen had chosen to walk back to his apartment from the manor so that he could easily memorize the terrain and figure out a route.
Da Yu twisted the scroll to pieces, and everyone saw a fake Qing Chen appear out of thin air. The Chen family painter was indeed worthy of his reputation.
But then he saw 'Qing Chen' open the window and, taking advantage of the darkness, climb down the 67th floor like a gecko. Inside, Da Yu kept a close eye on the route Qing Chen had given him, and combined it with the route 'Qing Chen' had seen to guide his own movement.
Seeing how serious he was, Qing Chen felt relieved. He then told the others, "You all continue your tour. I have to go back to the superconducting world."
In Storm City, Qingchen, dressed in a white tracksuit, traversed the complex steel jungle using both his hands and feet.
Da Yu couldn't help but wonder, wasn't the purpose of drawing Qing Chen to disgust him? How come all the hard work and secretive effort he put into drawing him ended up being a great help to Qing Chen?
Is there a problem somewhere?
As Da Yu pondered, he continued to control 'Qing Chen'.
His powerful A-level strength allows him to traverse many places, but most importantly, Da Yu has fully mastered all the parkour techniques for leveraging momentum.
Ten years ago, after learning that his biological father was Li Shutong, he aspired to become a knight, but he never had the opportunity.
He didn't hate his father who abandoned him and his mother as others thought, because he knew what kind of grudges and entanglements had occurred back then.
Therefore, if we were to say who he disliked, it would definitely be Chen Yu's father, Chen Chuanzhi, not Li Shutong.
After learning that Qingchen had become the next generation of knight leader, Da Yu couldn't help but compare himself to Qingchen.
Sometimes he wondered if he could do just as well, or even better, if he were in Qingchen's place.
This question is destined to have no answer.
However, he can do something else.
Upon arriving at Area A1, Da Yu found himself in a secluded alley. Qing Chen had mentioned there were security cameras, but he hadn't noticed any.
It must be hidden in a very secluded place.
Da Yu remained silent for a moment.
Right here, a full 8 kilometers from the Lower Seventh District, he controlled 'Qingchen' and, like an uncouth person, urinated in a deserted corner before continuing to walk towards the A2 area deep in the alley.
As soon as he entered A2, 'Qingchen' turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the air.
In the apartment, Da Yu's lips curled up slightly. Qing Chen was cleared of suspicion, and he also gave Qing Chen a little sarcastic remark. It was a win-win situation, right?
...
...
The apartment in the Lower Seventh District quieted down. More than a hundred people were crammed together, and there wasn't much to see. Before long, even the old man from the Qing family came through the Key Gate to join the fun.
He glanced out the window and sighed, "The technology of the Western Continent is more advanced than ours."
The old man looked at Qing Chen, who was immersed in the world of superconductivity, with some doubt.
Li Kerou asked Hu Xiaoniu on his behalf, "What is he doing?"
Hu Xiaoniu explained, "Master said he's in a super virtual world. The virtual world in the Western Continent is very advanced, almost like a second world. He opened the Key Gate so that we could all enter this virtual world together. It's said that we can get an awakening opportunity inside, and those who cultivate the Pantheon Thunder Force can also learn combat skills... But right now, he only has an old virtual pod in his room. The equipment isn't enough, so he can only let one person in to try it out first."
Everyone fell silent. Everyone wanted to go in and play, but there was only one device available, so who could use it?
Out of the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, everyone turned their attention to the old man.
The old man was stunned by the more than one hundred gazes he received. He hesitated for two seconds and said, "I'm so old, are you really going to let me in to try?"
Everyone remained silent.
The old man was silent for a moment, then said, "...I'll give it a try."
For which group of people does the virtual world hold the most unique appeal?
Actually, he's an old man.
A normal elderly person, unless they are a prodigy like Li Shutong, will definitely experience a decline in physical function, difficulty moving their limbs, and tooth loss after the age of fifty.
Then you tell him that there is a place where he can regain his youth, where he can run, jump, eat, and drink.
For an elderly person, this kind of attraction is unparalleled.
Even this old man on Ginkgo Mountain maintains a curiosity about the world.
Besides, he's no longer the head of the Qing family. What's there for him, a mere employee, to be proud of? He should just give up!
After the old man lay down, Li Kerou said to everyone, "Let the old man go in and see the commercial value of this superconducting world, and whether there is a possibility that it can be replicated by the Qing family."
This explanation makes perfect sense.
The old man had noticed Li Kerou a long time ago. He thought she was a great help to Qingchen and would be suitable to be the head housekeeper at Ginkgo Manor. Unfortunately, Qingchen would not take his advice.
After entering the superconducting world, the old man stood in a soft, white space.
The AI gently asked, "Please select your appearance."
The old man pinched his face for a while, making a mess of it, making him look like a fool. He got impatient and said, "This one will do..."
After entering the superconducting world, he calmly handed over the key and then walked down the street with his hands behind his back.
Immediately afterwards, he experienced the same grand occasion that China Badminton had once experienced, with everyone discussing the glory of the white man.
The old man knew that it was Qing Chen, so he followed the passersby, eating melon seeds, and walked towards the entrance of the No. 8 Multiverse...
Someone on the road said, "The players from the four major guilds have collected hundreds of assault rifles from airdrops, and they've even gotten two sniper rifles. If White Light dares to try and steal kills now, they're definitely going to suffer a huge loss!"
"Then he can just not go!"
"If he doesn't go, how will he level up? Even if he clears the game, he'll still only be an A-rank. If he leaves this multiverse, he'll probably have to wait another year to accumulate enough experience to reach S-rank. Is he willing to miss this opportunity?"
"That's strange. Why would the White Light let the four major guilds pick up the airdrops? If I were him, I would definitely try to interfere."
The old man listened with a smile.
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...
In the multi-dimensional world of No. 8.
Qing Chen wandered through the darkness, observing the density of players.
He quickly found four lone players who were cutting down trees at the edge of the forest, preparing to carry them back to the center of the instance to build a trench system.
These four players each had an automatic rifle slung over their backs and four magazines tucked into their waistbands; they were clearly easy targets.
Qing Chen carefully observed his surroundings before deciding to make his move against them half an hour later.
He lay prone in the grass and quickly approached.
The four players seemed completely unaware of his approach, continuing to hack at trees with their lightsabers.
Once Qing Chen entered the ten-meter range, he suddenly sprang into action, giving the four players no time to react. The hilt of his laser sword emitted a burst of light, and with a calculated precision, the sword light sliced through the players' throats like a winding lightning bolt.
It's too easy.
However, at that moment, gunshots rang out from deeper in the woods. It was nearly a thousand players from the Storm Guild who had been lying in ambush for four hours, using four people as bait.
Just waiting for this white light who finally couldn't stand the loneliness anymore!
Seeing this, Qing Chen hurriedly rolled on the ground to dodge the projectiles.
He didn't even dare to pick up the body; he turned around and ran in the opposite direction.
At this moment, Qing Chen was shot in both arms and shoulders, and when he ran, his arms dragged at his sides, making him look extremely disheveled.
A voice came from the woods: "Quick, catch up with him! He's injured. Don't let him get away."
In the midst of the frantic chase, players from various guilds were frantically calling for reinforcements: "Come quick, coordinates 221, 381, we've already severely damaged White Light here!"
During the chase, Qing Chen gradually widened the distance by relying on his A-level advantage, but before he could fully pull away, he ran into another group of players who had arrived. They were all armed with long guns and short cannons, which looked terrifying.
Qingchen ran towards 11 o'clock again and soon ran into another group of people!
He continued running towards 8 o'clock, only to unfortunately run into another group of players lying in ambush there!
Players kept coming in, and the Storm Guild even blocked Qingchen's way back into the poison circle in advance!
Chapter 836, The Decisive Battle! A Desperate Comeback!
At this moment, Qing Chen's arms were shot in both sides and hung limply at his sides.
Because of the high speed, his arms swung back and forth like two noodles.
If it's a long-range battle, even if he gets a gun, he definitely won't be able to lift it. If it's a close-quarters battle, how can someone who can even knock a lightsaber out of the encirclement break through?
Qing Chen could indeed escape using his A-level physical abilities, but when the net surrounding him tightened, it seemed that no matter where he ran, he would encounter people chasing and intercepting him.
The poison circle is gone forever.
what to do?
Just as they were about to reach a thicket of bushes, players lying in ambush inside suddenly opened fire. Qingchen barely managed to dodge, but his arm was shot again.
His arm was riddled with holes.
Qing Chen hadn't run far when he saw a dense barrage of bone arrows suddenly shooting out from the valley ahead in battle formation, filling the sky with countless arrows.
In the valley, the more than four hundred skeleton archers hidden by Hades unleashed a volley of fire like a torrential summer rain, covering an area of more than two hundred meters in radius and completely sealing off Qing Chen's movements.
No matter where Qing Chen went—east, west, north, or south—there wasn't enough time for him to escape.