Yang Qi's requested backup finally arrived ten minutes after the "BOSS" of the underground palace was taken down.
From another perspective, they weren't really late, since fighting the supernatural wasn't their task anyway.
The arrows embedded in the ground were pulled out, the severely injured infected was lifted onto a stretcher and into one of the vehicles, while a familiar figure clad in heavy armor and wielding a Wolf-tooth Spear erged from the cargo hold of another vehicle, swaggering towards the bone throne.
"Hey, Sun Hang, you've returned and didn't even let know, not cool!" Ye Jiu complained as he walked into the war formation, "Whoa, these terracotta soldiers are interesting, are they all supernatural entities? Can they move? Don't you think I look like an ancient charging general standing among these soldiers?"
He slung the Wolf-tooth Spear over his shoulder, placing one foot on the shoulder of a kneeling soldier figure, and looked at Sun Hang: "How's it, isn't it dashing?"
"General? I think at best you're a cook," Sun Hang scoffed and gave him an international friendly gesture.
"Boring." Ye Jiu shook his head, the edge of his helt scraping against his shoulder armor, creating a clanging sound, then he suddenly accelerated towards Sun Hang with his Wolf-tooth Spear horizontal.
"Haven't seen you in days, let see if you've made any progress with your skills!" Ye Jiu suddenly shouted.
"Hey... aren't you gonna rein in your brother?" Yang Qi tugged Ye Xuan's sleeve and whispered.
"Why bother?" Ye Xuan didn't even look over at Ye Jiu, "That's just how he is, won't learn a lesson until he's had so hard knocks."
Sun Hang glanced at the "nacing" Ye Jiu, chuckled silently, and stepped back two steps, slipping behind the backrest of the bone throne.
After a few strides of running, Ye Jiu suddenly leaped, sweeping his Wolf-tooth Spear directly at Sun Hang, clearly intending to smash both Sun Hang and the bone throne, but as he got within five ters of the throne, his body suddenly flipped uncontrollably in mid-air, crashing straight down.
"Bang!"
Ye Jiu landed heavily on the ground, dirt flying everywhere.
"Well, isn't this Mr. Ye General? Why such a grand salute? I really can't accept this~~" Sun Hang imdiately started taunting.
"There's sothing weird! This place is strange!" Ye Jiu struggled to get up, but the "force" on him seed uncontrollable, tightly binding him, turning him into a flopping fish unable to even turn over on the ground.
"You just realized?" Sun Hang jumped off the throne, grabbed Ye Jiu by the nape, and dragged him out of the range of the square crystal in an inglorious posture.
Freed, Ye Jiu instantly sprang up, took off his mask, glanced at Sun Hang first, then turned his gaze to the red square crystal on the bone throne.
"Must be that thing causing trouble!" Ye Jiu grumbled, "What is it?"
"How should I know?" Sun Hang spread his hands.
A few field agents ca forward, setting up a periter along the outer edge of the war formation, and placing a bunch of laser alarms on the ground and walls. Suddenly, layers upon layers of red lasers surrounded the bone throne and the throne room behind it like a bird's nest — just one touch on any of the beams would trigger a piercing alarm.
"These terracotta soldiers shouldn't co to life, right?" Ye Jiu pointed at the soldier figures kneeling on the ground, "These are... surely supernatural entities?"
"Hmm..." Sun Hang nodded.
Clearly, these soldier figures were "guards" created by the creature on the throne using the red square crystal, but unfortunately, the crystal itself was suppressed by Sun Hang, let alone such lower-level supernatural entities.
"Do we need additional safety asures? Like securing them with chains?" Ye Jiu asked.
"Probably not necessary... wait a mont." Sun Hang stepped forward, clapped his hands, and declared, "You may rise, my esteed soldiers."
The soldier figures didn't move.
"Oh, almost forgot." Sun Hang slapped his forehead. "You guys are a bunch of barbarians, can't understand this... Stand up."
With a sound that made teeth cringe, the kneeling soldier figures slowly rose.
"I order you to guard this bone throne and the items on it, and not let anyone or anything approach until I give new orders, understood?" Sun Hang said.
The soldier figures imdiately moved, forming a semicircular defensive formation around the bone throne, while all four vehicle-mounted crossbows aid at the main tunnel — the only entrance to the underground hall.
The field agents beside the off-road vehicles felt a chill and cautiously avoided the direction the arrows were pointing.
"It's so handy?" Ye Jiu was stunned, "Have you got so special supernatural artifact like the Heirloom Seal or Tiger Talisman? These terracotta soldiers actually obey you?"
"If you want to talk about the Seal, the only closest thing is that item on the bone throne." Sun Hang shrugged, "But that thing also listens to my orders..."
"Wait... you just attended an elevation trial..." Ye Jiu examined Sun Hang in frustration, "How did you suddenly beco so invincible? Did you cheat?"
"If Earth online had cheats, I'd probably use them," Sun Hang nodded in agreent.
Whether it's his own ability or the existence of the three apes, it's not an exaggeration to call it a cheat given human civilization's current understanding, more like a top-tier brutal cheat capable of rewriting the ga's underlying code.
Unfortunately, Sun Hang is like a complete novice regarding programming, holding the ability to modify the world's original code, yet unable to understand the complex codes, barely daring to use this ability in unknown territory.
Deleting so unimportant code is manageable, but accidentally causing a major bug that collapses the world would be a disaster...
And the most worrying aspect for Sun Hang is... he's not like a programr behind a computer screen, an "outsider." He's part of the world himself... In other words, he's one of those countless lines of code, and if he accidentally deletes himself...
Sun Hang quickly stopped this absurd thought, worried that if he continued pondering, he might actually try it.
The three apes aren't guaranteed to cover for him every ti, Sun Hang understood the importance of not pushing his luck.
"Mr. Du sent another file... This one's about the Phoenix Factory core team mbers." Candle Dragon glanced at the phone screen, "These guys even registered a company back then for cover... really daring."
"Oh? What company?"
"Chang'an Phoenix Cultural Relics Restoration Company," Candle Dragon said, "Registered person Shang Dalin, a forr grave robber turned relic trafficker, spent several stints in jail..."
"Soone like that registering a cultural relics company... isn't that clearly putting the cat among the pigeons?" Ye Jiu couldn't help but ridicule, "Did those responsible for reviewing truly believe he could reform?"
"Besides Shang Dalin, this company has another registrant nad Val Juedra, a missionary from France."
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