Chapter 125
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Chapter 125: The Secret Man
Mouse?
Lin Qiye frowned slightly, just about to make a move when the mouse quickly darted into a small crack in the corner.
So even such a big house attracts mice…
Lin Qiye shook his head slightly, not thinking much of it, and pushed the door open.
Up so early? The lazy Wen Qimo, still lying on the sofa, was woken up by the sound of the door opening and yawned lazily.
He’s used to it in the camp.
Lin Qiye went downstairs and then noticed that Hongying’s door was already open. He asked in surprise:
Where is Hongying?
She got up even earlier than you. She’s in the backyard practicing shooting. Wen Qimo turned over and covered his head with a blanket. You all are waking up earlier and earlier, is there no consideration for other people’s sleep… It’s only a little past five.
Lin Qiye: …
It’s not that Lin Qiye liked waking up early; it was the habit developed over the past six months in the camp, where he was called up by the guard’s whistle before dawn, and sometimes even for training at two or three in the morning… Being able to sleep until after five was already a blessing.
Lin Qiye walked quietly into the backyard.
A girl in a white practice outfit, holding a long spear and wearing her black hair in a high ponytail, moved swiftly through the open yard, her movements like a startled swan. The crimson tassel of the spear left traces in the air as the spear wind howled.
As if sensing Lin Qiye’s arrival, Hongying lightly floated to the ground, elegantly retracted her spear, and walked towards him with a smile.
Awake?
Yes.
Has the pig on the sofa woken up?
It seems not…
Forget him, let’s go. I’ll make you breakfast, and after eating, we’ll go buy groceries. Hongying seemed to think of something, licking her lips,
It’s been a long time since I tasted the team leader’s cooking since you went for training. Tonight, we’ll have a treat, hee hee hee…
Hongying, do you practice shooting this early every day? Lin Qiye asked in confusion.
Yes. Hongying nodded, my master said that if martial arts are not practiced for a day, it’s equivalent to a hundred days of training lost. Since I started learning the spear, I’ve been practicing every morning for twelve years.
Twelve years? Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, so… how old are you, Hongying?
Hongying’s age had always been a mystery. From her appearance, she should be about the same age as Lin Qiye, maybe just two or three years older, which means she must have started practicing the spear when she was very young?
Hongying stuck out her tongue and said with some irritation, A girl’s age is not something you can casually ask about! I’m not telling you!
Lin Qiye helplessly followed Hongying into the house. She then kicked the sofa where Wen Qimo was sleeping and went into the kitchen to get busy.
About ten minutes later, a hearty breakfast was placed on the table. Si Xiaonan, who had been sleeping in the house, was also dragged up by Hongying and reluctantly sat at the table, half asleep while finishing breakfast.
After the meal, Hongying, Lin Qiye, and Si Xiaonan went out to buy groceries, leaving Wen Qimo at home, grimacing as he washed dishes and cleaned up, completely reduced to a tool.
What they didn’t notice was that in the corner of the ceiling of the house, a gray mouse was silently observing everything…
Nangnan City.
In the complex underground sewer system, dense swarms of mice surged like a tide. They moved silently and swiftly through the passages, arriving at a large, dark underground cavity.
Weak sunlight filtered through the rusted iron grate at the top of the cavity, and a huge, heavy fan gently swayed, casting flickering shadows in the dim space. The air was filled with a faint smell of decay and chemicals.
In the center of this underground cavity, there was a blood-stained operating table. Next to it were neatly arranged several surgical knives, axes, and even a chainsaw, with two buckets of formalin-soaked bizarre body parts nearby.
A giant snake head with unseeing eyes and a lizard with only half a body.
On another stone platform, a boy in a black cloak with a hood was quietly sitting. In front of him was a chessboard with black and white pieces scattered, but the opposite side was empty.
Rustling sounds…
A large number of mice poured in from a narrow passage, surrounding the stone platform, black and oppressive. They lay quietly as if paying homage to their king.
The boy held a black piece in his hand, his gaze falling on the surrounding mice as he murmured:
The fourth-generation artificial snake demon neurons match my mental power much better than the third generation, initially creating a visual sharing system similar to the Nandu snake demon and the snake species. However, to achieve the strong infectiousness of the snake demon, more experiments and improvements are needed…
He slowly placed the black piece down, stood up from the stone platform, and walked to a cage filled with mice, reaching in to grab one.
A faint glow appeared at his fingertips, entering the mouse’s head. The mouse instantly fainted, and after a few seconds, its body trembled and then woke up again.
Immediately, the mouse quickly climbed down his hand and fell into the vast army of mice, bowing down respectfully.
This ability comes from the snake species of the Nandu snake demon, allowing the link of consciousness with other creatures and controlling their actions, completing visual sharing… Unfortunately, now I can only implant the artificial snake demon neurons into mice.
These fourth-generation artificial snake demon neurons will be temporarily named “fish species”…
With these more than four hundred mice implanted with fish species, I will be able to fully control any movement in Nangnan City. If there’s any mysterious appearance, I’ll definitely find it before the Night Watchmen…
The boy slowly took off his hood, revealing an ordinary face, but if Lin Qiye were here, he would immediately recognize him.
His name is An Qingyu.
The An Qingyu who disappeared after joining forces with Lin Qiye to deal with the Nandu snake demon and was turned down when requesting to join the Night Watchmen.
An Qingyu turned around, his gaze falling back on the chessboard, his eyes slightly squinted.
From the shared vision of the fish species, the situation in Nangnan City is becoming increasingly subtle…
He sat back next to the chessboard, staring at the black and white pieces, deep in thought:
Hidden strong ones from all over Daxia, more than ten from the Chuanjing, former Night Watchmen who escaped from the fasting place, the missing Crazy Scorpion mercenaries from three years ago, a woman suspected of being from the Ancient God Church, and even two deeply hidden Haijing strong ones…
The waters in Nangnan are getting deeper.
He picked up a white piece with his fingers, looking at the corner of the chessboard, his expression seeming a bit hesitant.
These few pieces are in a very dangerous position. Should I remind Lin Qiye?
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, slowly placing the white piece in the corner of the chessboard.
After all, we’ve been through tough times together. This time… I’ll give you a hand.