freeallnovels Chapter 3803 A Touch of Care from the Maid
Chapter 3803 A Touch of Care from the Maid
Chapter 3803 A Touch of Care from the Maid
Late at night, Gotham Harbor.
In the dead of night, no one knew that a mysterious underwater vehicle had silently arrived beneath the harbor.
This is one of the technological marvels of the people of the Underwater City: underwater navigation that can easily evade detection by any radar currently known to humankind.
But at this moment, those who were in control of this aircraft carrier, from ordinary crew members to commanders, were all naval soldiers from the Shenzhou Military Region.
The mutually beneficial relationship between the Undersea City and the Chinese government is a testament to their friendship.
The seven members of the White Tiger Seven Mansions had arrived earlier, and not long after, the members of the Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions also successfully joined them—however, the Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions did not consist of seven people, but eight, one more than the other.
The extra guy was hanging his head, his hands were still wearing special shackles, and he appeared quite silent.
The captains of the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird constellations quickly exchanged a few words before each leading their men to quietly board the underwater vehicles.
They will soon return to China in this spacecraft. From their arrival to their departure, each of them caused extreme destruction, and the entire process took less than a day.
"That's fucking exciting!"
"I used up all the magic bombs I brought; I definitely didn't bring enough!"
"I don't know when the next mission will be. If it's to Japan, I won't take a vacation!"
The tense and exciting mission has ended, and they are on their safe return journey, so it's natural to have some light conversation... Only the extra person in the [Seven Constellations of Vermilion Bird] wearing shackles is currently in a daze, with a complex look occasionally appearing in his eyes.
The captain of the Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions looked at him calmly and said, "Yongshi, you did well this time. When we get back, I will apply to my superiors to give you a private cell and upgrade your treatment."
“…Thank you.” Yongshi forced a stiff smile.
He had no choice but to remain rigid, as his body was imbued with at least ten different restrictions from various magical systems across the land. If he refused to "cooperate," the members of the Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions had plenty of ways to directly control his body.
—This is unbearable…
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On a lighthouse in Gotham Harbor, Old Man and Ho Zhen gazed into the distance.
Those were pillars of the younger generation, and losing even one of them would be a huge loss. The two old men naturally cared, and they followed silently all the way without taking the initiative to show themselves, simply to hone their experience in the retreat.
"The technology of the people in the underwater city is truly impressive. I can no longer sense the location of the spacecraft," the old man suddenly sighed.
Huo Zhen couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt that this old bastard was just showing off his superiority—I couldn't feel it three minutes ago, okay?
The old scoundrel then pulled out his crumpled packet of "Good Days" cigarettes again, "Want one?"
So the two "national heroes" of China squatted on the lighthouse, looking at the Statue of Liberty on the seashore not far away, and started smoking like old migrant workers.
—Tonight was so much fun…
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Cleaning up... is impossible for now. Given the extent of the damage to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, it would be better to simply relocate to a temporary base.
People were rescuing others, fighting fires, and a large number of firefighters and police officers surrounded the area... while many more were onlookers.
The director of Sky Force has been slapped so hard tonight that not a single inch of his face is left.
In a fit of impotent rage, Chief Wayne emptied his assistant's pistol magazine. He didn't even have time to deal with the aftermath before rushing to another, even more urgent meeting.
The US military, the bigwigs in Congress, a host of officials, and... and the Vice President, who, according to the interim bill, is the second in line to power in the event of the President's assassination.
Mar-a-Lago, having been attacked, was clearly no longer a viable option, so the impromptu meeting was held in the five-cornered building.
In fact, ever since the White House became uninhabitable, there have been proposals to temporarily move the President's office into the Five-Cornered Building—but these were directly rejected by the great President.
Because at Mar-a-Lago, the President can enjoy his favorite sport of golf at any time... Every weekend, he can simply go into vacation mode without even having to make any plans.
Nothing can stop a citizen of the United States from going on vacation!
"...Those guys are very strong; they fought the manor's guards for over half an hour!"
"Almost all of them possess superhuman combat abilities!"
"How are the non-human guards that Sky.H.I.E.L.D. have been doing? They're just wasting taxpayers' money! I've said it before, they shouldn't have created such a department. Non-human power should be under the control of the military! If Congress had listened to us earlier, this wouldn't have happened!"
"There's no point in saying all this now. Wasn't the New Miracle Base a project between the military and S.H.I.E.L.D.? Tell me, what's left of the New Miracle Base?"
"The enemy has already invaded our home, and we're just standing here blaming each other?"
"Chief Wayne, you must take responsibility for this!"
Director Wayne, whose face was already dark, remained silent the entire time, looking as if his father had just died. His gaze was like that of a venomous snake. Before coming here, he suddenly realized something: the attacks on the New Miracle Base and the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters tonight were probably just a prelude to the eventual Mar-a-Lago incident.
However… the fighting strength of this team that attacked Mar-a-Lago seemed to be far inferior to the previous two teams… which made Director Wayne even more puzzled.
If the other party's target was truly the President, shouldn't the goal have been to kill him in one strike?
This person was shot, but not dead. They are being treated... They will most likely survive. In this extraordinary era, saving someone is much easier than before.
They were unwilling to use modern medical technology, and instead planned to directly use the healing holy water they had purchased at a high price from the Holy See.
I heard this "holy water" has a rather strong smell...
Soon, the details of how the President was shot were revealed... When the results were presented to everyone, there was a long silence in the conference room.
Here's the thing.
Mar-a-Lago was subjected to a frenzied attack. The president's bodyguards hurriedly led him to safety, evacuating through the escape routes. Unexpectedly, during the evacuation, one of the bodyguards suddenly pulled out a gun...
"SHIT! These are actually FBI special operations team members?!"
"Van der Waal Locke, a true redneck, served in the Navy SEALs before being recruited into the Special Operations Team? This guy is a gunman?!"
That joke went too far.
The president was shot by his own bodyguard... Although this has happened before in history, its severity is far greater than that of an external attack.
With a dark expression, Director Wayne silently left his seat and walked out of the conference room, looking at the group of unfriendly-looking bigwigs.
Outside in the corridor, the bureau chief's assistant, who had changed his clothes, was waiting with a gloomy expression.
"What is it?" Director Wayne asked calmly, having completely calmed down. He knew that getting angry would not change anything.
"Director, look at this." The assistant quickly took out a tablet, which was playing a video.
It is footage of a battle during the attack on the headquarters of Skyline. Shield.
"This guy's mask was accidentally torn off during the fight with our people, revealing his face!"
Director Wayne's eyes lit up with ecstasy!
It's one thing that S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't get any prior intelligence about this attack, but if they couldn't even verify who launched the attack, then they should all be fired!
"Can you confirm my identity?" Director Wayne stared intently at the frozen image.
"Confirmed, [Bravestone]!" the assistant director said in a deep voice. "An important figure in [Michael's Club], his talisman is [King of Wands]!"
The King in the Minor Arcana is indeed a big fish...
"【New World】..."
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Washington, D.C., Chinese Embassy.
The embassy's closed-door dinner tonight lasted until midnight after everyone had taken their seats at 7 p.m. ... A large group of people sat in the decorated dining hall, watching the satellite broadcast of the China Gala.
Although it was as drowsy as ever, the fact that this was the Chinese Embassy, with an official invitation, meant that the young people didn't even dare to yawn. Their necks were stiff as they watched, and they occasionally offered enthusiastic applause like tools in a distant foreign land.
Finally, the countdown to New Year's Eve had arrived, and everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.
At this moment, [Fire Cloud Evil God] and Huo Zhen also appeared in the dining hall, as leaders, to welcome the New Year with everyone... Not many people even knew that these two had just done something very big.
After the countdown, the old man said a few simple words, just a few words, and then left—because the second stage of the arena competition was to begin the next day, the other teams from Shenzhou also left one after another.
"Huh? Look at the news, it says the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters was attacked... and it's all in ruins!"
"...This video was taken down so quickly!"
"I have some footage here taken with a drone, luckily I saved it quickly..."
"Get rich, get rich, get rich!!"
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Inside the closed, dark room of the embassy.
Knowing that both [Fire Cloud Evil God] and Huo Zhen had returned safely, the higher-ups finally breathed a sigh of relief... They had been on edge all night, almost driven to despair.
Because it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, no prior arrangements were made, so how is it any different from taking a risk?
"Even so, haven't you two gone too far?"
Upon hearing this, Ah Xi Ruo, who was present, couldn't help but scratch her toe. "They've already hit each other, do you expect them to pay compensation? If it were just a few light punches, what would the old bastard and Huo Zhen be doing out tonight? They might as well stay here and eat dumplings."
With the Dragon Lord in such an attitude, what else can they say... Luckily, it wasn't this Dragon Lord who was released, otherwise, if the Dragon Lord got carried away, things might be difficult to handle.
"There's still no news from Haihu Manor." One of the elders pondered for a moment, "Is it possible for us to contact Situ Leiming right now?"
Huo Zhen shook his head. "What happens to Situ Leiming is none of our business. We only found out Situ Leiming's true intentions after the [Dragon Flame Squad] arrived."
The attack on the New Miracle Base was a pre-arranged plan, and taking advantage of the special occasion in China would also reduce some of the suspicion.
After meeting Situ Leiming and learning of his intentions, [Fire Cloud Evil God] suddenly changed his plans, altering his strategy from a single attack on [New Miracle Base] to a three-pronged attack.
The results were, of course, unprecedentedly gratifying.
"Old man, did you find anything at the base?" Ah Xiruo suddenly asked the old man.
This was also the true intention behind the initial attack on the New Miracle Base: to find the production line for artificially creating Level 7 robots by S.H.I.E.L.D., to take away the bodies of the Engineers, and to take away as much data about this technology as possible.
"Kui Su had already located the underground research institute, but according to him, he did not find the engineer's location in the institute. However, he did find the research room mentioned in the intelligence data, but it was empty... It seems that someone hurriedly took away a lot of things."
The old man shook his head, looking rather regretful.
“With the base attacked, they will definitely move the most important technical materials immediately.” An elder shook his head. “Although it’s a pity, it won’t be easy for them to restart this technology in the short term.”
"Evil God, you have officially clashed with the [Soldier of the Motherland]. What is the opponent's true combat strength?"
This is the most crucial question.
After all, the information we had previously obtained was only data on paper.
The old man's expression turned slightly more serious. "If they can mass-produce them, the threat posed by the United States to non-human forces will be no less than that of the New World."
Everyone was silent.
Ah Xi Ruo said calmly, "An engineer has limited resources. Unless you have a large number of engineer bodies, mass production is just a joke."
“Hmm… what Dragon Lord said makes sense.” Huo Zhen nodded. “But we can’t relax too much. Tonight’s operation caused heavy losses to S.H.I.E.L.D., and now it’s up to them to deal with it. We should remain calm and wait for things to unfold… By tomorrow, things should be much clearer.”
The closed-door meeting in the dark room did not last long before it ended.
Ah Xi Ruo returned to her room without any trouble... but Su Zi Jun had been waiting there for a long time.
The Divine Dragon of Shenzhou and Princess Xuanyuan, who had just begun setting up a dozen or so barriers, were now staring at each other in disbelief.
"What's up, wishing you a Happy New Year?"
"Were you just planning to set up a True Dragon Barrier?"
"Isn't it because you guys are too noisy?" Ah Xiruo snorted disdainfully, sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her left leg over her right leg, and hugged her chest.
Su Zijun frowned suspiciously.
Ah Xi Ruo's comment about being noisy wasn't entirely wrong... The demons of the Kun tribe were also celebrating the New Year, and it was quite lively. The Ghost Infant had brought a large group of people to a large conference room and was having a blast.
The contestants needed rest, but the demons didn't. They could do whatever they wanted. After a year of hard work, Su Zijun felt embarrassed to say anything.
"What's up?" Ah Xiruo glanced at her sideways.
Su Zijun shrugged. "I'm just curious, you always do a prayer ceremony at this time of year... what are you planning to do this year?"
Ah Xiruo remained silent for a long time. Praying to the dragon for good weather and abundant harvests next year was something that not many people knew about. "I have already made arrangements, so you don't need to worry."
Actually, it's just a prayer ceremony at the place of inheritance. In previous years, Ah Xi Ruo would make the trip herself, offering sacrifices and performing ritual dances... But now that [Ice Wheel] has been activated, she doesn't need to do that anymore.
In Binglun's words, it was really just a matter of adjusting the parameters of a certain climate system; there was no need for so many rituals.
Ah Xiruo simply gave up.
"It's good that you remember this." Su Zijun nodded, turned and left expressionlessly.
Ah Xiruo rolled her eyes. "Here, take this. Get lost!"
A thick red envelope shot out instantly. A flash of joy appeared in the eyes of Su, the wealthy woman who possessed almost endless wealth. Then she calmed down, clicked her tongue, and rolled away with the red envelope without looking back—probably to go back and count the money.
"child."
Ah Xi Ruo couldn't help but chuckle... After realizing she couldn't sense Su Zi Jun's presence, she furtively checked the surroundings outside the room again—instantly setting up more than a dozen barriers.
Calling for intelligence!
Just as Ah Xiruo was about to casually throw something in, the intelligence channel suddenly shut down.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes.
The summons went unanswered, receiving no response whatsoever.
Just as the true dragon of China was burning with anger, her phone suddenly rang... She picked it up casually and didn't even know when a new account had appeared in her contact list.
The signature clearly reads "[Luo Shi]".
"??"
On the blank initial chat interface, a red envelope suddenly appeared.
Ah Xiruo immediately had an expression as if she had eaten shit... This behavior was just like a first wife giving her concubine New Year's allowance.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"
However, at the maximum price of two hundred yuan, it's quite a sincere offer...
(End of this chapter)