Chapter 442

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Chapter 442: You Are the Cannon Fodder!

"The prison is all fine now. Yes, there was a small problem with the system before, but it has been fixed."

"Yes, nothing happened."

"Dear daughters of the esteemed Lord Almighty, are still here investigating the whereabouts of the rebel leader… They must have just reported recently, I understand the need for double reporting, I understand."

The warden’s head was placed on a table in the prison cafeteria, lifeless and unblinking.

And inside his mind chip, it was communicating with the higher authorities of Noy Military using his voice, relaying reports that everything was normal.

But it was soon discovered that the situation here was just a matter of time, and everyone knew this.

However, it could still serve to confuse and buy some time.

Bai Yan stood calmly in front of the dining table, smiling as he manipulated everything that was happening. The footage that the headquarters of Noy Military saw would also be the parts he had edited, so there wouldn’t be any problems for now.

Partridge and Elene, two girls, sat expressionlessly on the other side of the dining table.

They didn’t care at all about the severed head, instead, they calmly ate their meal together… If you didn’t know, you would think they were best friends.

The two girls became more concerned about the sudden appearance of a man in front of them.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Profligate of Babel Tower."

Wearing a black robe, Bai Yan, with a scholarly demeanor, smiled slightly and politely introduced himself to the two ladies.

The identity of being a Profligate is currently his most commonly used.

As for the identity of the Keeper of Secrets, Viscount Edmond, it is not commonly used. It is mainly used when Bai Yan appears in the Kingdom of Dark Light.

By the way, during this period of time, Bai Yan noticed that the maid, Kaluoer, was gradually regaining her nature.

However, Kaluoer always had an expressionless face in her daily life.

He realized that this guy was pretending, and had a strong liking for…pranks.

Partridge gazed at Bai Yan for a long time and exclaimed:

"Are you also a Core Operator of the Babel Tower? I’m so envious, really, really envious, even a little jealous. Why are you all able to be chosen, I wonder. I want to know, how does the great Savior decide who to select?"

"Fate."

Bai Yan seemed to smile, but in a truthful way he said, "Respected Savior chooses people based on ‘fate’… On this point, I absolutely didn’t deceive you."

Indeed, I didn’t deceive anyone.

"That means, I have bad luck, sigh."

Partridge let out a sigh and squeezed a few mouthfuls of beef-flavored nutrient paste into her mouth, not wanting to say much.

But Bai Yan came over and gently reached out, placing his hand on her head, smiling as he said,

"No, your destiny is very fortunate…"

"Someone as wicked as you, with hands stained in blood, should have perished. Yet, here you are, sitting comfortably with all limbs intact, enjoying a meal without even losing a single tooth. You are very fortunate, aren’t you?"

Partridge’s face trembled slightly and she awkwardly smiled.

She felt a terrifying power in the hand resting on top of her head, capable of ending her life at any moment.

And he had indeed thought of doing so.

On this man, there was a kind of madness that filled people with fear.

In his eyes, the life of the wicked was not a life.

His own appearance and strength, along with other values, were completely unimportant to this man…

Just sensing the imposing aura radiating from the other side, the female Partridge’s pride shattered into countless pieces, causing her entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

Elene, with a calm expression, set aside her meal and, using her psychic power, brought forth paper and pen, beginning to write.

"Next, they would take over the Clone Factory."

"Hmm, what is that place?"

Bai Yan actually knew very well about the situation there, but he still smiled and pretended to be unaware as he asked.

At the same time, he gently removed his hand from the blonde girl’s head.

Partridge breathed a sigh of relief and explained with a lingering fear in her voice, "That is the place where we were created, where new clones are nurtured for the Almighty each day. They are not only powerful but also completely loyal, willingly sacrificing their lives for the Almighty."

"The cloning center is located in the heart of Noy Military, within the central area of the Giant Hive. Naturally, this nest is heavily guarded and also holds advanced technology from a highly civilized society. The former is understandable, but the latter is a mystery that even death cannot explain."

"My advice is… it’s better not to go," concluded the partridge.

"Don’t worry, let’s go, we have cannon fodder to learn from our mistakes."

Elene wrote it down on the paper with a serious expression.

"…"

Partridge remained silent for a while and murmured, "Hey, hey, the cannon fodder you’re talking about, is it actually referring to me?"

"And there are your sisters, too."

Elene had no doubt at all.

Partridge felt a chill rising from the depths of her heart, but she understood that she had no power to refuse.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she pleaded, "Please, don’t let me die so easily… I’m not actually afraid of death, but I don’t want to die like a common piece of trash…"

However, neither of them paid her any attention.

It was still the same old saying, the life of someone consumed by evil is not considered a life.

If it wasn’t for her being brainwashed and useful, her head might have ended up next to the prison warden on the dining table.

Bai Yan nodded and said, "Yes, I will help you too. This city will be changed by the Babel Tower."

The pen wrote on the paper, "Thank you… why?"

Everything happens for a reason.

Elene was young in age, but her heart was mature. She understood that in World, there are often no free lunches. So, why did the Babel Tower have to take risks to help her?

Another girl in the corner spoke up.

"Of course, it’s for you… your body and soul already belong to the Babel Tower, it’s the property of the Savior… Since that’s the case, helping you is also beneficial for the Savior."

The person speaking was Mu Ling.

She also came.

Elene pondered for a long time during the daylight, and finally wrote down her true thoughts.

"If the ultimate goal of the Babel Tower was to save World, then taking my soul afterwards would be of no consequence."

She had already made up her mind.

Bai Yan nodded and reached out with a gentle smile, saying, "Alright then, let’s do our best. From now on, we’ll fight side by side."

Facing his gesture, Elene hesitated for a moment, but she still extended her hand and held Bai Yan’s hand.

"Um," he murmured.

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The Cloning Center was being created.

This is a rather massive building that occupies the entire nest, while the surrounding nest is comprised entirely of residential and commercial quarters for the residents.

Bai Yan and the others didn’t directly arrive at the Cloning Center. Instead, they first came to the outskirts of the residential street.

Mu Ling and the others arrived at a coffee shop. Mu Ling quietly contemplated, thinking that she might be the person who drank coffee here the most.

Do you still remember that time when Pastor, a formidable figure in his eyes, used to frequent the coffee shop owned by the elites…

During this time, all the changes were so immense.

"Actually, I don’t really enjoy drinking coffee…"

Just then, Bai Yan muttered to himself.

Wherever he looked, there were all kinds of shops outside the coffee house’s windows.

The way people lived seemed to have no difference from life in Tatsumi City.

"The Giant Hive" is a city in the Night Union, but its civilian technology level was far behind that of the Ring City and the Tree City. Here, people were exposed to everyday technology that was even lesser than the Air Alliance.

Bai Yan could even see those old-fashioned phone booths on the streets, and many people were wearing clothes from Europe in the 1970s and 1980s.

"It’s really old, and this smell…"

Although ordinary people had limited exposure to advanced technology, the Noy Military possessed core technologies directly inherited from the advanced civilization of the "annulus". The Rock Morgan group in the Ring City was completely unmatched in comparison, and as for who was more advanced between them and the Nine Trees System, which were both legacies of the advanced civilization, it was hard to say.

Bai Yan sipped his coffee and saw that the streets were filled with propaganda about "the Almighty". People seemed to adore him immensely, with every street and alley filled with songs of praise, admiration, and portraits of "the Almighty".

The image of "the Almighty" is that of a handsome golden-haired man radiating light, with a well-built physique and an intense gaze… At least, that’s how it is presented in the external promotion.

Just at that moment, a group of clone soldiers patrolling the street passed by.

They were dressed in black military uniforms, standing tall with confidence, and the passersby were too afraid to come close.

All the clone soldiers were extraordinary beings.

Inside the Giant Hive, where the number of clone soldiers reached several hundred thousand, they maintained order and closely watched every move of the people. As for those already identified as rebels, they could be executed on the spot without a trial.

"We are very close to our destination… Do we really want to go?"

Partridge held the cappuccino in her hands and asked in pain, "Shall I really go?"

She really didn’t want to become cannon fodder.

"Where do you want to go? Don’t resist anymore. Now that the situation has come this far, do you have any last words?"

After finishing his coffee, Bai Yan not only didn’t comfort the blonde beauty, but instead, he boldly provoked her without any hesitation.

"Ugh… I’m not a bug…"

Partridge tightly squeezed her hands, feeling very annoyed.

But there was nothing she could do.

Just then, Bai Yan noticed that Mu Ling seemed to be gazing at him, as if she had discovered something important.

Hmm?

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