Zhao Layue had discovered the existence of those monitors a long time ago, but she didn't intend to pay any attention to them.
It wasn't until she said "five hundred years later" that she walked to the front of the window and sensed those gazes on her and the spiritual awareness, that she suddenly felt annoyed.
The sword wills broke through the air and destroyed all the monitors. She calmed down a bit, but it didn't mean that the matter was over.
The red light illuminated the dark street, like the setting sun on TV, drawing the attention of many people.
The boss of the night market, who was preparing the barbecue, followed the gazes of the crowd and looked back, wondering in surprise what had happened.
Because of the praying hall, the military didn't try to kill her again, but they didn't relax their surveillance on her either.
A combat group had set up a temporary headquarters in the building across the street since the day she came back to the apartment.
They didn't expect that a short-haired girl, who was obviously suspicious, would show up instead of Jing Jiu.
More unexpectedly, all the monitors had been destroyed as soon as the surveillance on the target started.
Pah!!! Pah!!! The cracking sounds rang out like a rainstorm. The precise photosensitive devices and the automatic control system were all damaged, losing their functions.
It was a bit chaotic. An angry voice rang out in the communication system, "What's going on? Where's the target? "
Nobody answered the question. It was quiet in the headquarters.
The target of their surveillance had already arrived.
Seeing the short-haired girl who had appeared in the headquarters, the people were stunned speechless.
In the next moment, someone came to their senses. A dozen heavy guns were aimed at her along with the electromagnetic buzzing and the friction of the machinery.
The atmosphere in the building became exceedingly tense. Yet, Zhao Layue didn't feel this way. She walked to the front of a soldier of the special forces wearing a light armor and took a heavy gun from his mechanical arm.
This was a dangerous action, but she did it casually, as if she were picking up a piece of meat from a hotpot with a pair of chopsticks.
The meat should be picked up when it was cooked; it was a matter of course.
The soldier didn't make any move; it was unclear if he was confused by this feeling of being reasonable or because he couldn't resist due to his instinctive fear.
Countless gazes fell on the gun in Zhao Layue's hand, making the atmosphere even more tense.
Zhao Layue had seen guns on the pirate ship, but she had never seen such a powerful weapon equipped by the military. After observing it for a while, she plugged the muzzle with her left hand and pulled the trigger.
Her movements were also very casual, as if she was eating hotpot.
With a loud bang, green smoke rose and then gradually dissipated.
The barrel of the heavy gun twisted and cracked, as if a rose had bloomed.
Zhao Layue took back her left hand and looked at it.
There was an extremely small wound on her palm, revealing a small piece of sparkling and translucent skin.
This kind of gun was indeed powerful, almost equal to a full-force sword strike from a warrior in the initial stage of the Broken Sea State.
Confirming this, she threw the gun to the ground like a piece of trash, looked at the people in the building, gave them a silent warning with her eyes, and left.
Everyone looked at the heavy gun on the ground and then at the dusk that had suddenly appeared outside the window. They thought to themselves, What the hell is going on?
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"You … went to warn those people?"
Asked Zong Lizi while looking at Zhao Layue who was closing the window.
If Jing Jiu were to encounter such a situation, he would definitely leave immediately and not deal with those people.
No, it was impossible for him to enter such a situation.
Zhao Layue was different from the ascendants of the previous generation, including Jing Jiu. Though she had started learning as soon as she came to this world, she was more used to learning while learning, rather than hiding for a few days with the computer in her hands like those old guys. For instance, she was interested in the Cultivation Levels of this world, so she wanted to take a look at them in person. And she dared jump into the bottomless space with the thrusters in her hands before she knew what was going on in this world. Would the Immortal Tan dare to do so? Would Jing Jiu dare to do so?
"Let's study it a bit." Zhao Layue walked back from the window. Something dropped on the ground, giving off a crisp metallic clanking sound.
That heavy firepower firearm used physical ammunition. It was very destructive, but it didn't affect her much. Only a few alloy fragments fell into her hair.
"Well … though I know you people don't need it, would you like to take a bath?" asked Zong Lizi uncertainly.
"Okay." Zhao Layue also wanted to take a bath to relieve her mental fatigue. She agreed readily and walked into the bathroom.
Zong Lizi came before the bathroom door, intending to tell her how to use the shower and the difference between the hair conditioner and the body lotion.
"I'll stay here for a few days," Zhao Layue's voice came out from the bathroom.
"Okay," said Zong Lizi after being taken aback a bit.
Jing Jiu had said that Zong Lizi was his anchor in this world.
As far as Zhao Layue was concerned, Jing Jiu was her anchor in all the worlds.
After coming to this world, she wanted to find Jing Jiu as soon as possible. As such, this apartment was very important to her.
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It was evident that Zhao Layue didn't use the shampoo and the body lotion, because she came out of the bathroom one minute later. She had probably rinsed herself with hot water.
The fairy ladies had no impurities. They were as clean as the lotus leaves washed by the rain after being rinsed with water. The apartment was filled with a faint scent of freshness.
Thinking of what Zong Lizi had said earlier, Zhao Layue sat on the other end of the soft chair and turned on the TV screen, watching the news like Jing Jiu.
After the news was over, it was time for the Fat Loss Exercise. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw the women twisting, jumping, and twisting their bodies out of shape, grinning awkwardly even though it was a strenuous task.
Like Jing Jiu, Zong Lizi couldn't understand it either.
Zong Lizi sat on the other end of the chair while holding the white cat. Seeing the changes in Zhao Layue's expression, she found that Zhao Layue resembled Jing Jiu a lot.
As Zhao Layue was taking a bath, she didn't allow Ada to follow her into the bathroom. He felt bored, so he jumped into her bosom.
Thinking of his status in that world, Zong Lizi was as nervous as Yuan Qu was in the beginning. Her fingers touching Ada's body trembled a bit. Yet, she was someone who had raised a cat. Though Little Yellow Cat had been gone for a long time, she hadn't forgotten how to do it. She rubbed Ada more and more smoothly, feeling more comfortable and snoring.
Hearing the snoring that sounded like the faint thunder, Zong Lizi's nervousness had dissipated a great deal. She behaved more casually now, though she was still a far cry from Ping Yong-Ka, who dared pick up a cat by its neck.
"Do you want to look up some information?" Thinking of Jing Jiu's daily routine in the first few days, Zong Lizi took out the silvery notebook from behind her and said to Zhao Layue, "This is made by Jing Jiu. It's very useful and safe."
Zhao Layue took the notebook and turned it on. She thanked Zong Lizi and turned off the TV screen to look up some information.
She got up with Ada in her arms and brewed a cup of tea for herself. Then she found two packets of frozen buns that hadn't expired yet and asked Ada if he wanted to eat them. Ada rolled his eyes at her in delight. Zong Lizi tossed the frozen buns into the dustbin. As she came back, she saw the images on the computer. She stood behind it and watched curiously after getting permission from Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue was looking up all kinds of guns, mechas, battleships and so on, all of which were related to the military.
The more she watched, the more uneasy she felt, wondering if this person was really like what was written in the previous novels …
It was then that the screen of the silvery computer suddenly turned black, and a line of words appeared on it.
"Who are you?"
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The street lamps outside the window had been lit up.
A sound could be vaguely heard in the distant building, which should be the sound of the soldiers retreating.
It was quiet in the apartment. Ada stopped snoring. He stared at the screen of the computer, his pupils narrowed to the size of rice grains, revealing a lethal intent.
Zhao Layue looked at the line of words on the black screen expressionlessly, giving no response.
According to Zong Lizi, this computer was built by Jing Jiu himself, and it was well encrypted and protected, so it would be difficult to hack into it. Who was this person then?
The lines of words suddenly disappeared, and a video window popped up. On the other side of the screen was a handsome young woman in a military uniform.
"This is Colonel Ran," said Zong Lizi. "She is Jing Jiu's secretary."
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The Ran family was under a great deal of pressure due to the explosion of the resort planet. Soon after, something even more serious had happened in the Scorpion Tail Nebula.
As Ran Handong thought the storm was coming, everything had suddenly returned to normal. However, there was no more news about Jing Jiu.
That person had returned to the Main Planet, and Zong Lizi was expelled from the priest manor. Ran Handong didn't dare investigate anything, and she didn't even dare contact Zong Lizi. All she could do was wait in silence.
She had suddenly received a notification from the Data Terminal that the computer had been turned on. She connected to the computer hastily using the digital mark left by Jing Jiu. She thought she would see Zong Lizi, but she didn't expect to see a strange face.
She was certain that she had never seen the face before, but she found it familiar for some reason, especially the short black hair and the distinct black and white eyes. She felt she had seen it somewhere before.
She asked the person on the other side of the screen, "Who are you?"
No sooner had she asked the question than she remembered that she hadn't seen this face in reality, but she had seen it many times in the novels and in the game.
She left the workbench and came to the front of the window. Looking at the floating military vehicles moving back and forth below the building of the military headquarters, she wondered what had happened to this world. Why did the people in the novels appear in reality?
It took her a while to calm down. She returned to the workbench and turned on the video interface. "If Zhao Layue is a real person and you are her, please come with me. I have something to tell you," she said to the person on the other side of the screen.
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