In April and May, Chan City was considered the lightest season of the year. The dry season had just begun, so hurricanes were rare. The seas on the island were calm, and there were very few tourists. Even the most deadly "rush tide" was missed.
Because of this, this period of time was affectionately called "seclusion season" by the members of the headquarters.
Since the end of March, a considerable number of ability users had applied to enter Volcano Island for seclusion. It wasn't overcrowded, but at the very least, the seclusion rooms on the island, especially those high quality areas, were in short supply.
These days were painful and happy for the senior security expert Woolf, who was also the head of the security team. He would always miss the best time for cultivation because of the heavy duty on duty, but he would get some extra benefits because of his key position.
Relying on this unique circumstance, he became a veteran B-class expert. However, perhaps it was also because of this circumstance that he was still a veteran B-class expert.
It was currently the middle of the afternoon in Chan City. The weather wasn't too good. It had been raining since the morning. It was different from the torrential rain that usually passed by in a moment during the day. The rain was intermittent.
Woolf felt a bit uncomfortable after being cooped up in his room for a long time. He took his two subordinates and patrolled the island reef area, checking the security equipment and the situation of the enchantments.
The island reef area was filled with powerful people from the Society and various powers of the inner world. Many people had taboo when it came to cultivation, so there were all kinds of restricted areas. Things like entering and flying were prohibited. The rules were very strict. Even the security team had to follow them. It wasn't easy for them to walk around, so they relied on idle chatter to get by.
Before this, the hot headlines of Xia City and Saka City had given them something to talk about. They also calculated that with the speed of the flying devil ray, it would only take two and a half hours to get from Xia City to Chan City.
Next, assistant A gestured on the security zone map. While chatting, he pointed out, "Luckily, Langdon can finally avoid the 13th zone this year."
Assistant B whistled, "Then after the qualification test, he'll have to find a new number. How tiring!"
Woolf knew the tricks of his two assistants, so he said, "Next, we'll go to the 13th zone."
Assistant A and Assistant B groaned, "Captain, for the sake of the weather."
"We'll go through the 13th zone and pass quickly."
The two assistants' worries turned into joy. "Oh, smart … no, brilliant."
Repairing equipment and wards had always been hard work. The equipment was fine, but when it came to high-end wards, well, it was more popular nowadays to call it "configuration" knowledge. It always gave the security team a headache. Woolf was an expert in this field. He knew the importance of daily patrols for security work, but since there was no one in District 13 this year, there was no need to torture his subordinates.
The patrol was coming to an end. The three of them chatted as they moved forward. They naturally talked about the reason why the 13th Sector was empty this year.
Assistant A casually clicked on last month's report. "It's been more than four months. The legendary plane is still a legend. Volcanic Island's quarterly income has dropped by almost 5%. Now, those bosses would rather drink the wind in the Pacific Ocean than come back to meditate and train."
Rulf calmly replied, "High-level seclusion areas are still in short supply. Moreover, Extraordinaries can use it for free, but B-class and below don't have such treatment. "
"Hey, Captain, year-end performance has nothing to do with rent! In terms of consumables, Extraordinaries crush Architects. Architects are also different from Awakened ones … "
"But you have Langdon. Not just one Langdon."
This sentence made Assistant A choke back his complaints.
Rulf didn't say anything more. If he continued, it would involve the security team's gray income area, which wouldn't be good for anyone.
He had been on duty at Volcanic Island for three years. It was very likely that he would be transferred at the end of the year or early next year. There was no need to be the bad guy for this kind of thing. He returned to the topic of searching for a new plane.
"In the South Pacific region, there are endless clues about a new plane. Deputy Secretary-General Gong's aura is like this rain, appearing and disappearing. It's said that there are also traces of ape-like creatures unique to that plane. It's only right for the boss to go and search. At least it can shut those busybodies up. "
Assistant A was a bit gossipy. "Along the way … I heard that Toyama Auction House is very generous. Will President Abner and the others attend the Jade Light's high seas auction?"
"Toyama doesn't have that much influence."
But someone did.
Rulf gave an ambiguous answer and then said, "Because of this, Chan needs two more layers of blankets when it catches a cold. There are city guards in the main city, but there's only us on Volcanic Island. If any mutated reptiles crawl in … "
Assistant B shuddered. "It will face the anger of hundreds of architects and even Extraordinaries."
"If they do, I can deduct your performance right now."
"Pretend I didn't say anything." Assistant B also shut up.
The corner of Rulf's mouth twitched. In the end, he couldn't help but complain. "The Association needs to hire a professional manager for Volcanic Island. How about poaching from InterContinental Hotels?"
Due to the special function of Volcanic Island, there was a phenomenon of the strength of the users and the defenders here being inverted. The security team inevitably changed to a service type.
Providing consumables, maintaining the barrier, and at most providing the first wave of warnings. In short, he was just an assistant. His responsibility was greater than the heavens, but the one doing the work was an ant. It was fine if nothing happened, but once something did happen, he would be the scapegoat. No matter how rich the gray income was, Rulf did not have any attachment to it.
After chatting for a while, he thought of business. "Remember the partial upgrade in two days …"
"How could I forget this?" Assistant B bent his finger. "Upgrading Mr. Gong Qi's seclusion area. The constructor is Ms. Dahler, and the inspector is President Abner. There are three Extraordinaries. Choose one out of the three. No matter which one you choose to provoke, it'll be a dead end."
"But isn't this a compulsory topic?" Assistant A responded coldly. "It's said that Mr. Gong seemed to have chewed a large piece of raw mustard at the consultation meeting last week … If Deputy Secret Director Gong comes back, it might be our turn to eat mustard."
At this point, the conversation became a little awkward.
They all knew that the so-called "upgrade" of the seclusion area was the installation of visual monitoring and interference precision perception systems. In other words, it was to carry out omnidirectional surveillance without any blind spots.
Be it in terms of privacy or safety, this was unacceptable to any seclusion person, let alone Gong Qi, the Deputy Secretary General of the Association.
However, Gong Qi had been in seclusion for too long. It was almost certain that his soul had left his body and entered another plane. What was left in the seclusion area was only an empty shell of a physical body. In this state, he couldn't raise any objections. And under the stimulation of the benefits of the new plane, the attitudes of his various relatives, friends, and allies became more and more ambiguous.
Until the "upgrade" motion was passed.
Regarding this, Woolf, the "Natural Scapegoat" was worried. I hope the end of the plane incident can be delayed. It would be more appropriate for me to resign next year. Of course, if there was a breakthrough in these two days, there wouldn't be a need for this. It would be a perfect … dream!
Sighing, he raised his head, and a dark red stream of light flashed above his head. He made a wish at the shooting star …
Huh?
Woolf's eyes widened to the point that raindrops dripped into his eyes. Yes, there were still dark rain clouds above his head, but that light …
His bracelet vibrated, and the security warning system lit up with a yellow light, which meant that a "non-direct threat" was approaching or had been nearby.
Woolf raised his head and spoke to his men in the duty room. "Report the target."
"Boss, a high-energy ray shot down from the sky, brushed past the no-fly zone in the fourth zone, and drilled into the bottom of the sea. It's about 30 kilometers away from the island's warning line. Maybe it's a high-power laser … "
"Is there any damage to the barrier?"
"There's a hole, but it can repair itself."
"Ask Chan's garrison if there are any related exercises."
"Definitely not, or we would have received the news."
"What about the Star Alliance? Their space fleet? When those people were cleaning up the space junk, the main cannon would occasionally fire. At least that's what the public report said. "
"The military committee's consultation platform is habitually disconnected … Oh, damn!"
The man in the duty room spoke more quickly. "There's a strong reaction at the bottom of the sea. The energy index, no, there's interference reaction at the swamp area. The instrument average is 1.7 DG, and the extreme is 2.3 DG. Preliminary estimate is a fully evolved B-class mutant."
Beside him, Assistant A said, "If it's a B-class individual, there's no threat. Mutants often pass through the surrounding waters. Maybe they were stimulated by the laser? "
"Maybe."
Woolf was already numb to these kinds of things. He didn't even need to think, and a plan popped up in his mind. "The self-healing of the barrier is too slow. Group 4, deal with it. As for the sea, take the image first and prepare the inducer. It's best if there's no conflict … But if there are some ladies and gentlemen who like specimens, we can consider it later."
As he spoke, the originally pitter-patter of rain became heavier, and a thin layer of fog had appeared between the islands. The wind blew the rain, and the fog assaulted their faces, slightly obscuring their vision. Woolf exhaled with the intention of blowing the fog away, but for some reason, the flow of the fog was not disturbed at all. It was a strange contrast to the strands of rain that were deflected by the force.
Woolf was stunned. He suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had experienced this before …
It was also at this moment that the underwater camera equipment set up in the distant waters moved into position and transferred the image of the mutant that had suddenly appeared over. The moment the image appeared, Woolf made a clear judgment.
"This thing doesn't look like a marine mutant. It looks more like a big ape. Eh?"
As soon as this thought rose and fell, the ape creature with a body as dark as blood leaped into the sea and instantly escaped from the surveillance area. At this time, the man in the duty room followed up with a report.
"The target mutant jumped out of the sea … It's calling!"
There was no need for his subordinate to say anything more. Woolf could already capture the powerful shockwave that was pressing in from afar.
It wasn't just the energy transmission of air molecules, but a powerful turbulence that involved the level of the swamp area. It had astonishing penetrative power. Even though it was weakened by the barrier of the islands during the transmission process, there were still aftershocks that seeped through. For a moment, the security system's alarms rang incessantly. It was unknown how many barriers and warning systems in sensitive areas were activated.
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