Based on the understanding of the organizations, superpowers were unique. It was like every supernatural being's unique DNA. Once the superpower was confirmed, it would also be confirmed who the supernatural being was.
Therefore, after the Kyung Clan's bounty was over, the Li Consortium started putting a bounty on Xu Xianchu's head.
Xu Xianchu's superpower was no secret. Moreover, Luo Lan had specifically asked Lu Yuan to help put a bounty on Xu Xianchu's head when he was at Stronghold 109. Therefore, when Captain Zhou, Lin Qi, and the others returned to Stronghold 108 to make their statements, the Li Consortium's commander immediately realized what had happened in the mountains must have been caused by Xu Xianchu!
As for why the wolves had moved, it was obvious that they had sensed danger ahead of time and moved elsewhere!
And they might have been planning to attack the outpost where Li Qingzheng and the others were stationed. In the end, the nanosoldiers shielded the outpost from the disaster.
Thinking of it this way, everything seemed to make sense.
However, in Captain Zhou's Zhou Ji's statement, some of the commanders of the Li Consortium's fighting forces suddenly discovered a very serious problem. This "Xu Xianchu" seemed to be collecting their Li Consortium's nanomachines!
The entire organization's higher-ups knew very well that if they wanted to use the nanomachines, they would have to make an encrypted match within the organization. So as a supernatural being, why would Xu Xianchu steal the nanomachines?
At this moment, the powerful think tank started analyzing the situation. According to the current intelligence, the Kyung Clan had put a bounty on Xu Xianchu, Yang Xiaojin, and Luo Xinyu at the same time. Meanwhile, it had been confirmed that Yang Xiaojin belonged to both the Yang Clan and the Saboteurs. She was blood-related to the Yang Clan, while her organizational identity was that of a member of the Saboteurs. This was a rather complicated matter.
Since Xu Xianchu was wanted together with Yang Xiaojin and Luo Xinyu, it was very likely that Xu Xianchu was a member of either the Yang Clan or the Saboteurs. However, the members of the Saboteurs who had been exposed so far were all women, so Xu Xianchu was temporarily identified as a field agent of the Yang Clan.
This information was very important. After all, after Stronghold 109 was destroyed, the technology to connect the neurons had fallen into the hands of the Yang Clan. The Li Consortium had intelligence to prove that the Yang Clan was currently testing and coordinating the nanomachines.
Now that Xu Xianchu had suddenly appeared near the Li Consortium to plunder the nanomachines, what did this mean? It meant that the Yang Clan might be the first to launch a war against the Li Clan!
Dozens of Li Consortium officers were standing in the spacious room of the battle command center and listening in. The moment the conclusion was made, everyone's expressions darkened.
A middle-aged general sitting at the round table said calmly, "We planned to strike first, but we didn't expect the Yang Clan to be more anxious than us. You are the glory of the Li family. Go back and get ready."
Someone asked, "What about Xu Xianchu and the wolf pack?"
"I'm afraid that Xu Xianchu has already fled far away after that attack. All they wanted was a sample. Now that they've gotten their hands on it, there's no need for them to stay here any longer." Another person said, "The most important thing for us right now is to get rid of the Experimentals in Stronghold 109. Only then can we stabilize the rear."
"Where's the new combat brigade?" a gray-haired general of the Li Consortium asked.
"They arrived at the newly established forward operating base yesterday, but they haven't reported back yet," a staff officer from the Operations Staff Department said.
"Let's confirm it now," the general said calmly.
The staff officer immediately walked out. But ten minutes later, he suddenly ran back and pushed open the door to the battle command center. "We've lost contact. We've lost contact with the entire 4th Combat Brigade. We couldn't get in touch with them after they left the forward operating base."
The command center fell silent. 4,500 people had disappeared just like that?
Ren Xiaosu, who was at the outpost far away, did not know what had happened. And Xu Xianchu, who was far away at Stronghold 178, was even more unaware.
At this moment, the outpost was filled with joy. As the end of the year approached, the refugees, who did not know where their next meal would be, were suddenly able to enjoy lavish meals every day. This was probably the best Spring Festival everyone had ever experienced.
After Lin Qi and the others left, Ren Xiaosu thought there might be a new group of troops entering the mountains to encircle the wolf pack. But after waiting for so long, he did not see any of them.
However, a small group of people entered the mountains in an attempt to retrieve the missing nanomachines. But just as the Li Consortium had expected, the nanomachines had probably all been taken away by "Xu Xianchu."
The other people who came to the mountains were all Nonsense's men. These people were not here to report on their work but to bring over red paper, brushes, and ink.
At the beginning, when everyone said they wanted to put up Spring Festival couplets, Nonsense rejected it. He said he had never written Spring Festival couplets before.
But he couldn't just not put up Spring Festival couplets, right? How could there not be Spring Festival couplets during the festive season?
In the past, people would also put up Spring Festival couplets during the Lunar New Year. There were probably only one or two people in a town who knew how to write with a brush. Or rather, there were only one or two people in a town who could get their hands on a brush.
During the festive season, almost everyone in town would come to the outpost with the red paper they had bought and ask for a Spring Festival couplet. It was not expensive and was probably only the cost of a meal.
At this time of the year, no matter how poor a family was, they would not care about such a small amount of money.
But among all the people at this outpost, only Nonsense seemed like a cultured person. If they did not get Nonsense to do it, who else could they get to do it?
In the end, Nonsense could not stand everyone's persuasion and ordered his subordinates to bring over some Spring Festival couplets.
Hu Shuo had set up a table in front of the outpost's entrance. He laid out the red paper he had cut out and placed it on the table. Everyone in the outpost was gathered around the table. Writing brushes were a very distant object to the refugees.
Someone next to Nonsense said with a laugh, "Old Master, you don't need to pay to write these Spring Festival couplets, do you?"
Nonsense glanced at them. "I don't need to pay."
"Your handwriting must be very nice," someone flattered. Nonsense usually had a sage-like demeanor and looked like someone who was proficient in the four arts.
Nonsense did not answer. He deliberated for a long time in front of the table before writing, "To get rich, build roads first."
Ren Xiaosu quietly looked at the ugly, crooked handwriting and lamented, "You really can't judge a book by its cover. This handwriting of yours doesn't match your temperament at all."
Nonsense said unhappily, "I said I wouldn't write anymore, but you all insisted on it. I'm not even taking any money from you, so what else do you want?"
Ren Xiaosu said in a serious tone, "If this was written in our town and you wanted to write Spring Festival couplets for others to paste on, you'd have to pay them instead."
Nonsense glared at him. "Are you the only one who knows how to talk? No one would think you're mute if you don't speak."
However, Ren Xiaosu was very puzzled. "You're quite knowledgeable. When you teach, you're really good at math, physics, and chemistry. You're much better than that Mr. Zhang from our town. But who would write something like 'To get rich, build roads first' when writing Spring Festival couplets? Besides, your handwriting … seems a little biased!"
Nonsense was a little melancholic.
His persona had crumbled!
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