At ten fifty in the morning, Li Yao crawled into the smoke tube of the head kitchen of the Junhao Hotel like an enormous lizard.
Over the past ten years, he had snuck into the most dangerous ventilation tubes of the Heaven's Origin Sector, the Flying Star Sector, and the Blood Demon Sector countless times. Right now, sneaking into the smoke tube of a regular hotel was nothing more than a piece of cake for him.
As lunchtime approached, the smoke tube gradually became scorched. Together with the grease and filth that had accumulated for years, it was definitely an environment as harsh as a volcano in the eyes of ordinary people.
However, in Li Yao's eyes, it was multiple times more comfortable than any of the tubes that he had snuck into in the past. The environment and scenery were almost pleasant!
The hundred-day memorial meeting would be held the next morning. With such a grand meeting and the announcement of Burning Prairie, the capital city would certainly be unprecedentedly crowded. The security measures would certainly be higher than ever, too.
Right now, he would be scanned by dozens of surveillance cameras every minute on the street. There would be a lot of problems whether he should stay in a hotel or sleep on the street at night.
Therefore, Li Yao decided to lurk in the smoke tube for a day and go out the next morning.
For a moment, Li Yao had an impulse. Right now, he was already in the center of the capital city. If he rushed to the street and projected 'I am Li Yao. I am still alive' into the sky, at least tens of thousands of citizens of the capital city would see it.
It was impossible for the Children of the Nether World and Abyss to block such a big piece of news.
However, the Secret Sword Agents must be everywhere outside right now. If he did that, they would certainly be the first to arrive.
If he resisted, the Secret Sword Agents who were kept in the dark and the innocent passersby would be killed or injured.
If he did not resist, they would be bound. His ability to resist would be disabled, and he would be sent to a place deep inside the Secret Sword Bureau that was likely to be controlled by Abyss.
Li Yao thought for a moment. If the Secret Sword Agents put a 'Venomous Scorpion Bone Biting Shackle' on him, he was not confident that he could unlock it safely a second time.
Yes. The Speaker, Iron Commander, Ding Ling Dong, Professor Mo Xuan, and the leaders of the major sects in the capital city would certainly learn the matter.
But how long would it take for them to react? One hour? Two hours?
It must be noted that the Secret Sword Bureau was not a pure intelligence agency but a security agency in case the Federation was sabotaged. It had its own armed forces and secret bases and was even more independent than the Union Army!
In history, the Secret Sword Bureau had arrested the evil Cultivators who violated the law many times without hesitation. They had head-on conflicts with a lot of Cultivation sects, but every time, there was undeniable evidence. It proved that the sanctimonious Cultivators had indeed committed unforgivable crimes.
After hundreds of years of practice, all the cultivators of the Heaven's Origin Sector recognized this rule. Powerful cultivators needed to be restrained by some kind of force.
The Union Army was one corner of the force, and the Secret Sword Bureau was the other corner of the force. Only by balancing each other could the Federation be more stable!
Therefore, the Secret Sword Bureau was fully capable. He also had a reason to withstand the pressure coming from all directions. Keep him for a few more hours.
Hehe, Li Yao, who had lost the ability to resist, had fallen into the hands of Abyss for a few hours?
Li Yao believed that, with the methods of Abyss, he would be able to find the evidence in his hands in three to five hours, not to mention the evidence in his hands. Even his urinary calculi would be dug out by him!
So, I'll just bear with it for one more day!
It's useless to rush out and announce my identity right now. I have to wait until ten o 'clock tomorrow morning and show up in front of the Speaker, the Iron Commander, the director of the Secret Sword Bureau, the leaders of the major sects, and the billions of people. That's the only way to crack Abyss' scheme!
In the suffocating smell of smoke, Li Yao closed his eyes and rested for the next day.
With Black Wing as his guard, he had a good sleep until five o 'clock the next morning.
At this moment, there were still five hours to go before the hundred-day memorial ceremony.
When he opened his eyes in the dark, smoky tube, Li Yao's mental strength, physical strength, and thinking ability were all pushed to the limits!
It's time for me to get some exercise.
In North Tranquility City, he had gotten in touch with three citizens of the capital city at a close distance. He had observed their every move and collected their facial features, voiceprints, and fingerprints. Based on the information, he had created three flawless false identities.
However, had the three false identities been found out by the Secret Sword Bureau?
He would find out after a quick test.
Li Yao took out a secondhand crystal processor that he had purchased from a magical equipment store in East Seagull Port and searched for the free network of the Junhao Hotel.
Such a luxurious hotel all boasted a very fast free network for the guests. The Spiritual Nexus was soon connected. The signal was not bad.
In the train station of North Tranquility City, when he was selecting his' prey ', he had not chosen randomly. Instead, he had intentionally chosen a few passengers who seemed to be rather impatient. Also, he had obtained their phone numbers through eavesdropping and snooping.
Li Yao dialed the spiritual crane messenger of one of the passengers.
It was ten past five in the morning, the time when most people were sleeping most soundly.
Du … Du … Du … Du … Du … Du …
There was no answer. The phone must have been set to Do Not Disturb mode.
Li Yao was not discouraged. He dialed the number of the second passenger. This time, after more than ten seconds of "beep beep beep", the spiritual crane messenger was picked up.
"Hello!"
The voice on the other side was deep and filled with intense fury.
"Hello, is this Mr. Wan Ziang? I am Officer Zhao Zhiwen from the police station in the east of the city. My badge number is 334245. I would like to confirm with you that my colleague … "
Li Yao was mixed with the indifference of a businesslike man in his politeness.
As he expected, the other side was infuriated and bellowed, "Are you done yet? What time is it? Your colleague has asked me a dozen times! I'm not going anywhere today. I'll just stay at home and behave myself. Is that enough? "
"Well, alright. Perhaps they did not make the handover clear. Thank you for your cooperation. Sorry for bothering you. Goodbye."
"Pa!"
Li Yao turned off the phone and disconnected the Spiritual Nexus. He crushed the secondhand crystal processor and threw all the scraps into his Cosmos Ring.
His eyes were cold.
The police had asked for him a dozen times?
Fine. The three carefully prepared fake identities could all be thrown into the dustbin now.
Guo Chunfeng was indeed the most dreadful demon hunter of the Federation. He had almost … been caught!
Li Yao smiled and activated the last backup plan. He took out the secondhand artificial body that he had purchased in East Seagull Port one by one from his Cosmos Ring.
Theoretically speaking, the invisible spectral Cultivators could attach themselves to all kinds of bizarre-shaped artificial bodies.
However, most of the spectral Cultivators, especially those transformed from ordinary people, preferred to stay in the shape of a human being. It would make them feel that they were somehow connected to their past life and that they were still 'human beings'.
Besides, the artificial bodies in the shape of a human being could exchange parts with the artificial limbs for the disabled. The cost would be reduced, and the artificial bodies would be of better quality and cheaper, benefiting more ordinary ghosts.
The artificial body in Li Yao's hand was exactly such a case. It was about two meters tall, with limbs and a head. It looked like a mechanical puppet with a head made of iron.
However, the interior of the artificial body had been hollowed out by Li Yao. All the driving components had been dug out, leaving only the parts that were visible on the surface.
Taking a deep breath, Li Yao summoned his spiritual energy in silence and compressed his muscles, veins, and nerves to the minimum. His previously thick arm gradually withered into a skinny stick that fit perfectly into the groove on the artificial arm.
The faces of living people had all kinds of features. It was impossible to find two people who looked exactly the same in a million people.
Therefore, by scanning the surveillance cameras, it was possible to determine the facial information of everybody and lock onto their identity information in the database.
However, the spectral Cultivators did not have real bodies. The artificial bodies that they used were all manufactured on a large scale.
Since they were manufactured, the artificial bodies of the same model would naturally have the same metal face.
Many ghost cultivators liked to modify their metal faces. However, it was impossible to record all of these modifications in the records.
Therefore, if Li Yao was pretending to be a spectral Cultivator, how was the Secret Sword Bureau going to search for him?
At 7: 25 in the morning, a spectral Cultivator staggered out of the alley behind the Junhao Hotel.
His artificial body was quite old. It was covered by a patched, military-green coat. His hands and feet were covered in thick rubber covers, but bright green rust was growing on the parts that were exposed to the air.
In case the sun's radiation affected the ghosts, he was wearing a very large hood. Hidden below the hood was a face made of gum, which was rigid and devoid of any expression.
He was limping, and his posture was somewhat rigid. Earsplitting noises were popping up from his knees. It was obvious that the universal joints inside were in need of replacement.
Judging from his appearance, it was not hard to guess his identity. He was a spectral Cultivator transformed from an ordinary person who lived a poor life.
The 'hundred-day memorial ceremony' would soon be held in the 'Federation Square' a few kilometers away. Although it was only seven in the morning, the entire capital city was already crowded by seething crowds. Everybody was swarming to the Federation Square.
The spectral Cultivator was obviously a citizen of the capital city who was going to participate in the rally, too. However, he was struggling to walk and soon fell behind the crowd.
Above the street, hundreds of adorable 'Puji Critters' were flying everywhere. Their eyes were all glittering crystal cameras, which scanned the entire block with invisible mystic rays.
The Puji Critters had detected the spectral Cultivator dozens of times.
However, according to the instructions of their superiors, more than 70% of their analysis ability was devoted to searching for the three citizens of the capital city.
A spectral Cultivator was not their target.
Countless mystic rays passed by Li Yao and scanned the crowd behind him without stopping. (To be continued.)
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