Feng Jun was caught off guard as he unexpectedly found himself locked onto. He couldn’t help but sense where the lock had co from.
The precise location was over two kiloters away from him, a towering structure around the equivalent of a twenty-story building in the Earth Realm, although judging by the window layout, it seed to be only five stories high.
This building featured scant large windows, replaced by a dense array of mosaics. So of the mosaics had been removed, revealing dark holes beneath them—a clear indication that this was indeed a fortress.
But why target ? Feng Jun wondered, feeling perplexed as he held up an umbrella for the rain, sothing quite common in this world. He had found this very umbrella amidst the ruins of an abandoned ho.
As for his clothing, it was sourced from this world as well. Though a bit oversized for him, there was no alternative, as most mbers of the Human Race here possessed relatively short, stout limbs.
Feng Jun didn’t want his pants and sleeves to appear too short; thus, a fitting outfit would emphasize his slender physique.
But rely because my clothes don’t fit, should I be targeted for that? He thought that reason was utterly irrational—truth be told, he preferred wearing loose clothing during combat.
Regarding weapons, he stored away his heavy arms. A decaying radiation handgun was strapped to his waist, and an alloy curved saber was on his back—standard war-ti equipnt for the Human Race, whether one was a reserve warrior or not.
While he pondered in confusion, a male voice echoed from less than a hundred ters away on the roadside.
The sound was chanical and ice-cold, definitely synthesized electronically. Yet, given the world’s technological developnt, where electronic voices closely mimic human ones, the use of such crude synthetic voices suggested other reasons.
Indeed, it proved to be due to more factors, "Warning, warning, male with the black umbrella, your brainwave frequency isn’t in Xiajing City’s official database. You need to undergo official investigation. Cease all actions, raise your hands above your head..."
"Or we have the authority to execute you on the spot. This city is under war-ti control. It’s no joke, repeating, this is no joke!"
Luckily, Feng Jun had acquired the language system from Yi Jue; otherwise, he wouldn’t understand a thing.
But the brainwave frequency issue... feels utterly ridiculous, doesn’t it? Feng Jun’s mouth twitched at the thought. On Earth, facial recognition is cutting-edge tech; yet here, it’s all about brainwave recognition?
Then Feng Jun suddenly realized a glaring issue: his head lacked even mundane items to protect the Divine Sense!
No wonder, suspicious indeed. He raised his hands over his head but kept hold of the umbrella, then speaking loudly in the local language, "I don’t want to abandon this umbrella, otherwise, I’ll get drenched—is that alright?"
He had been wondering why Xiajing City, this planet’s fourth largest city, lacked the fad city defense barriers.
If such barriers were present, he surely wouldn’t have recklessly infiltrated.
However, now he understood why, since the whole city was filled with detector akin to surveillance caras.
With such technology, installing defense barriers might not hold significant value.
After all, defense barriers drain energy excessively. If feasible, deploying a Mountain Protection Array akin to a Seven-Up Gate would be ideal, but here, the Human Race and Insect Race face off not just in terms of technology and incense, but also in numbers.
The Human Race is aggressively expanding, fervently reproducing to acquire more resources for self-armant.
Therefore, energy must be conserved, and by heavily installing surveillance across cities, unexpected events can be handled effectively. Though not as absurdly defensive as shield barriers, it’s a comndable choice.
Feng Jun swiftly analyzed these pros and cons, yet the electronic synthesizer wasn’t pulling any punches, "Upon scanned product code, this umbrella isn’t deed yours. How do you explain?"
Wow, this is true big data era! Thought Feng Jun, his scalp tingling, "This umbrella was borrowed—or rather, picked up from a wrecked ho, since I didn’t carry an umbrella and it’s raining."
"This reason might be acceptable ordinarily," declared the emotionless synthesizer, "But now, during an ergency war-ti state, we have reason to suspect you’re a smuggling war profiteer..."
"Hence, release the umbrella, remain hands raised above your head, city defense teams will arrive shortly. If you defy instructions, we have the right to directly injure or even kill... hope you don’t make a catastrophic mistake."
"How long until you arrive?" Feng Jun let the umbrella fall, allowing the rain to drench him, "Another question, if Insect Race attacks now, can I lower my hands to defend myself with weapons?"
"You certainly have the right to self-defense," replied a charming female voice that seed slightly weary and hoarse, "But we strongly suspect you’re a spy for the Insect Race."
Wow, finally it switched to human service? Feng Jun blinked in surprise, "Despite entering here unofficially, you suspect as an Insect Race spy? I reserve my right to file a complaint... I demand to know your identification number!"
"Huh?" The female voice seed taken aback, "File a complaint, and in a war-ti ergency state? Honestly, I’m starting to strongly suspect you’re an Insect Race spy."
Long afterward, Feng Jun discovered that in this Human World, citizens can accuse officials, but concurrently, officials enjoy "freedom from guilt for words"—they can speak freely about what they think might be the case.
Of course, this has its downsides, naly an official’s words can heavily influence or manipulate judgnt outcos—sothing Earth Realm attempts to constrain to prevent public power from brazenly trampling the law.
But it also has upsides, whereby officials can straightforwardly voice hypotheses without being restrained by fear of regulation, preventing them from skirting around issues and wasting resources on superficial concerns.
Ultimately, these contradictory views, whether in practical application, mostly hinge on controlling the unlimited developnt of these orientations.
Order matters more than disorder—that is crucial; extre actions are to be avoided, as moderation represents the righteous path.
Moreover, this world’s Human Race opted for such choices primarily due to the Insect Race fiercely compressing humans’ living space—a ti wherein indulging in a Holy Mother mindset leads to self-ruin.
The key is, the world’s tech-side evolution has beco so advanced that there’s scarcely injustice against a decent person—Feng Jun was discovered despite just an umbrella grab, comprehensive evidence collection inherently offers the greatest protection for ordinary people.
Looking back at Earth Realm’s global pandemic reveals absolute freedom doesn’t exist; privacy doesn’t warrant unconditional safeguarding, especially compared to the Human Race’s overall proliferation and survival; individual rights indeed rank lower.
This aligns with Huaxia’s perspective, hence they controlled the pandemic, whereas so countries experienced disasters due to anti-intellectual thinking...
Put simply, Feng Jun’s mindset is perfectly acceptable in the Earth Realm, and he didn’t even think of himself as overly benevolent.
However, for people of Xiajing City, such thinking seems overly bizarre—seriously, though my words might be blunt and you have the right to accuse, do you really have to? Rember, it’s a war-ti ergency state.
Hence, quite naturally, the female voice concluded that Feng Jun’s suspicion had intensified—only an Insect Race spy would think that way, right?
Shortly after, a speaker produced a playful giggle; the voice seemingly distant, "Yangzi, you’ve landed in trouble, lawsuits looming, quite frightening... could this be a fan trying to catch your eye?"
"War-ti ergency state," the previous female voice spoke coldly, still slightly hoarse, "Don’t joke around; public resources aren’t ant for squandering... Can we trace the origin of his weapons?"
"Well-encased, rain is heavy, unless he reveals them," the latter female voice grew serious, "Let’s just incapacitate his combat capability; and if it’s wrongly executed, I’ll compensate—besides, he’s quite handso."
Are your chats on a war-ti channel really appropriate? Feng Jun mused, suddenly envisioning the image of a Mind-Seducing Butterfly, "Oh, you saw ... farewell!"
In an instant, his figure vanished, and the public channel erupted with exclamations, "It’s truly an Insect Race..."
Yangzi’s voice maintained its calm deanor, "Alert, alert, suspected Insect Race has developed new mimicry, all units focus on brainwave inspections..."
Shortly afterward, alarms blared city-wide, redundant alerts ringing daily by the thousands, but due to a notable woman’s issuance, so people took extra notice this ti.
In truth, Feng Jun’s tamorphosis into a Mind-Seducing Butterfly was rely superficial mimicry affecting brainwaves; his entity remained unchanged—after all, he hadn’t mastered the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.
However, given this state, visually Human Race, ntally Insect Race, such abnormalities genuinely garnered attention, leading to a notification, "Detected abnormal brainwave frequency, trait code dispatched... all units check diligently."
Feng Jun teleported over ten miles away, revealing his form, and a mocking laugh resonated in his mind sea, "Haha, see you show off again, think you can slip into Xiajing City unprepared? Seriously think challenging the Insect Race is so simple?"
Feng Jun’s face turned unpleasant, "True Immortal Huo Liu, why so idly bored?"
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