On the street, each patrolman was holding a strange-looking tool, conducting individual inspections on passersby.
This scene appeared in many areas of the Slaughter Battlefield.
Everyone was ordered to line up in an orderly fashion and could only pass after being inspected on the sealed-off road.
An elderly man, trembling a bit, had just approached the patrolman when the mirror-like device in his hand started flashing wildly.
The elderly man, who was initially shaky on his feet, promptly flipped over obstacles with agility to try to escape when he saw the device alarm.
He was subdued to the ground by the well-prepared patrolman.
"The patrolman is hitting soone, the patrolman is hitting soone!"
"Hurry up and look, the patrolman is bullying the old man!"
This old man was rather sly, shouting out loud indeed prompted a few young people with a sense of justice to co over and attempt to intervene.
"You are suspected of participating in the riot activities early this morning, we must take him into custody."
"Rubbish! How could an old man like participate in any riot activity, this is slander, slander!"
The elderly man struggled violently on the ground, actually managing to break free from the hands of two patroln. Just as he intended to make a run for it, a gunshot echoed from behind.
"Phew." Zeng Buping blew on the muzzle of his gun.
"Mr. Zeng!" The two patroln greeted Zeng Buping respectfully upon his arrival.
"Hmm. Hurry, anyone identified as problematic by the Bright Mirror, quickly capture them without wasting words."
"These are critical tis, we must take extraordinary asures."
"Yes!" responded the patroln promptly.
The old man shot by Zeng Buping fell to the ground, unhard yet incapacitated.
Zeng Buping stepped forward, dragging him step by step towards a nearby escort vehicle.
A trail of blood was dragged across the ground.
The few young n who initially intended to play hero swallowed hard and retreated back into the line.
They eventually decided it was best to obediently listen to the patroln’s orders.
...
"According to the calculations, using eighteen Special Envoys as core radiation points and patroln as auxiliary checkpoint monitors, over 90% of the Slaughter Battlefield can be controlled promptly."
Bob pointed at a scattered distribution map on the computer, full of dense light points, speaking with confidence.
"What about the remaining 10%?" Han Zhan asked.
"What else can we do? After ensuring that 90% of the area is completely screened, we will focus on the rest."
"Don’t worry, the combined ti it takes won’t exceed midnight tonight. Everything is within my calculations."
Bob patted his chest in assurance.
He suddenly shifted his tone, questioning Han Zhan: "That Bright Mirror you provided, is it reliable?"
"Reliable." Han Zhan replied without hesitation, then elaborated, "The Bright Mirror is infused with the Heaven’s Origin Power of the Nuwa Stone."
"Each mirror, after being used for more than two hours, has to be sent to for a unified recharge."
"It can identify whether the target’s body harbors any trace of the Dream Demon Frog or the Seed of Nightmare."
"Upon detecting such presences, the Heaven’s Origin will alert imdiately, with 100% accuracy."
In his mory, the Heaven’s Origin Power of the Nuwa Stone had perford similar functions before in the Qinse World, albeit less specifically and conveniently than now.
"The Dream Demon Frog’s realm has unlocked to Tier Eight, and with his thods, producing more rogue clones is rely a breeze."
"Is the Patrol Office all set?"
"Gongyang Jin and Nuannuan have already gone there in advance."
After deciding on a city-wide search for the Dream Demon Frog, Han Zhan promptly arrived at the previously destroyed Patrol Office, reconstructing it with the Heaven’s Origin Power.
Moreover, he enlarged the Patrol Office to a thousand tis its previous size.
Being Social Level 5, the Dawn Sword, no one dared to question his decisions.
The new Patrol Office, personally built by Han Zhan, not only boasted solid defenses but could also detain nurous people at once.
Han Zhan didn’t intend to eliminate those identified as rogue clones imdiately, but instead decided to detain them in the Patrol Office, waiting until after midnight to cleanse them all at once.
...
On the sea, a small boat drifted along.
But after being several hundred nautical miles away from the shore, it suddenly ca to a halt.
In front of it, there appeared to be an invisible wall of air, blocking its path forward.
"Is it far enough?"
Frog gazed backward from the stern, only able to see the endless ocean, and nothing else.
The silhouettes of the towering city buildings were obscured by a curtain-like white mist.
On this small boat, there were two people in total.
One was Frog, and the other was a young man dressed in a white suit.
"At least for a mont, there’s no issue."
The Frog in the white suit displayed his signature smile, a sight that put the other Frog at ease.
"Transitioning from Social Level 5 to Social Level 6 is not only a lengthy process but also causes significant disturbances."
"I had all the clones dispersed across all areas of the Slaughter Battlefield, making it hard for them to find my true self for a while."
"That reassures ." The Frog in the white suit nodded in agreent.
"And what about you, have you found a way to change your camp identity?"
The Frog in the white suit chuckled coldly and didn’t respond to Frog’s question; instead, he slowly extended his hand to the air wall at the bow.
The next second, his hand passed through the air wall.
Simultaneously, a prompt from the Slaughter Battlefield rules echoed in the ears of both Frog and the Frog in the white suit.
"It has been detected that you are attempting to explore an area outside the map, please cease exploring imdiately!"
"It has been detected that you are attempting to explore an area outside the map, please cease exploring imdiately!"
"Failing to comply after three consecutive warnings will result in the deduction of one Camp Point."
"Your current camp is: Good Camp, with a camp value of: thirteen thousand five hundred points."
"It has been detected that you are attempting to explore an area outside the map, please cease exploring imdiately!"
"..."
This works too?!
Frog finally cracked a smile as he looked at the scene unfold before him.
"You see, this proves that our initial decision was the right one."
"Slaughter Origin is evil, it will always favor the side of the Evil Camp, we share a common goal with it."
"Victory, ultimately, will belong to us."
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