Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head regretfully.
This account is useless.
The Wolf's strengths lie in disguise and hiding. To make it effective, it seems it must be sent back to the Imperial Garrison Base to continue lurking.
But unfortunately, that dog Shekri is always hiding, and it's hard to get a lead on anything in the short term. In the long term, it's impossible to keep controlling things constantly, and even if you wait until the end, you probably won't get any results.
For Kaelbasu, Shekri's order was to infiltrate the Empire's base and remain unnoticed, but he never specified what needed to be done.
If he were truly trusted, he would definitely be kept by his side as a lackey, not left idle, right?
Moreover, when welcoming back the White King's corpse, isn't it better to have more people at hand?
If you think about it, this guy is probably already marked as a scapegoat, a pawn to draw attention after Shekri causes sothing.
Otherwise, do you expect such trash to steal a Fusion Bomb?
Ji Jue laughed at his own thoughts.
"..."
In the silence, he stood frozen.
Then... he laughed even more joyfully!
Yes, why not?
As they say, treasures belong to the virtuous. Such a good thing as a Fusion Bomb should belong to my White Country! The re Empire, cursed and fragile, couldn't possibly handle such a blessing?
No matter what Shekri is plotting, no matter what that old dog Seeder is hiding behind the scenes, no matter what their intentions truly are...
No matter if, without, want or not, from this mont on, it is, there is, and it wants!
Even if he can't do it, I can help him!
I can also be a Wolf, and I can love White Country!
Even if it ans being an enemy to the whole world, Ji Jue is willing to be Mr. Shekri's loyal supporter!
Otherwise, relying solely on myself to secretly search for the Wolf, who knows when that would finally happen? Indeed, such trifles require mobilizing everyone's strength, solving all problems with fervor and bonds!
In recent days, those beasts in Tower City have really been too comfortable...
It's ti to feed everyone more shit!
In the deadly silence, Ji Jue grabbed his chin and suddenly chuckled softly.
"In that case, let's make the Empire suffer a bit more!"
.
"Ji, I super—"
"Where the hell did you go!"
"Answer !"
At this mont, left behind in the officer's dormitory, Tang Qian was about to go crazy.
Looking back at the ss in the room, he was like an ant on a hot pan, anxious and pacing.
No choice but to be urgent!
Soone was knocking at the door outside.
The speed was getting faster and faster.
He started sweating.
"Colonel Erica? Are you in there?"
The dormitory manager stood outside, frowning, expression gradually turning severe. When the maintenance worker's access expired, he already received an alert and ca to check.
After no response to calls and knocks at the door, he took out a key from his pocket: "Colonel Erica, I'm coming in—"
Click, a soft sound.
The locked door opened a crack right before him.
Revealing a flushed cheek looking outside, amid the muggy sweat, a few strands of hair stuck to the face, as if just finished exercising, suppressing heavy breaths.
"Oops? Sorry, I was... running, didn't hear you."
Erica smiled charmingly, looking at the manager: "Is there sothing urgent?"
The manager froze, dumbfounded.
Imdiately, instinctively shook his head.
"Ah, no, just, uh..."
Wisely, he didn't probe further into what exactly happened. Suppressing his shocked expression, he coughed twice, "Sorry for the disturbance."
Turned around and left.
The door closed once more.
Inside the sweltering room, 'Erica' turned back to look at the stunned Tang Qian, "Alright, tidy things up, don't cause any trouble."
The voice was gentle, yet so familiar.
Old Tang remained stiff, incredulous.
Just as he was about to pull out his knife for a desperate fight, he heard a "Biu~", and suddenly a person appeared from thin air in the room.
The young lady just engaged in a life-and-death struggle now stepped out from the unfolding rcury cube, tidied her makeup, and dealt with the administrator.
In front of Tang Qian, she flicked her finger, and instantly the room returned to normal in a flash, including the electrical box Tang Qian had smashed to bits.
"What the—?!"
A large group of Chosen Ones made an uncultured noise, incredulous: "You have this skill too?"
Blink your eyes, and suddenly you're a young lady?
In the Inheritance Burnt Offering, the quiet spectating fourth uncle rolled his eyes, thinking—damn idiots, that's not the focus!
Intentionally or not, he glanced at that seemingly ordinary rcury cube, the vortex it had just ford, and its ability to bypass Empire's layers of scrutiny and even phase lock...
Unable to control himself anymore, he gasped.
The Emperor's Hand!
It's truly the Emperor's Hand...
My goodness, are we really rebuilding the Empire?!
Though it's certainly the power of the Sky Rail, most of it was achieved by Ji Jue relying on the strength of the Doomsday Special Train.
After the Rebirth Rank upgrade, the train allowed to only loop between stations was finally able to set its course, if barely.
At most, it further developed the 'Return Directive' of the previous one-click city return feature, allowing coordinate points to be fixed on other items for temporary teleport guidance.
It's just that, given Ji Jue's capabilities, barely taking a person in and out is already the limit, and if done too many tis without enough ti to clean the residues, it might leave traces.
At this mont, as 'Ji Jue' once more wore the young lady's disguise, looking at Tang Qian before him, the old clique suddenly shivered involuntarily.
"In that case, I won't interrupt the boss's good business."
Without much thought, he grabbed his toolbox, "Off I go now!"
Snap!
A small hand was placed on Tang Qian's shoulder just like that.
"Why the rush? The work isn't over yet." Erica's little face peeked from behind his shoulder, glancing at his sweaty appearance, suddenly grinned wide: "Aren't you planning to grab your bucket and run?"
"No, no! Boss, how could you think such a thing, it's really unfair to ."
Old Tang's eyes widened, a face full of indignation, yet his feet couldn't stop inching towards the door, tempted to grease his heels, really not wanting to get involved.
Alas, he couldn't move.
The fourth uncle took the account!
"Through fire and water, boss!" The voice on his neck thundered: "Feel free to command!"
Thus, 'Ji Jue's smile grew even more delighted.
"Let's first confirm, your four-dinsional chrys... Ahem, that Inheritance Burnt Offering..." Ji Jue curiously asked, "Should be able to store anything, right?"
"..."
Silence, brief silence, as Tang Qian looked into those expectant eyes, and started sweating.
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