"Today is a big day, thank you for being here to support us."
A few people exchanged pleasantries.
Master Chong looked at Bai Mo’s face and suddenly thought, why not have Bai Mo put on so makeup as well?
Let Bai Mo apply so ugly makeup, so his looks aren’t so high-profile, not so dazzling.
After all, today’s main characters are Zhang Shan and the others, it’s Wu Qingyun. And Bai Mo’s face, to be honest, really steals the spotlight...
But he hesitated for a mont and ultimately did not voice this thought.
At Bai Mo’s feet, Peach Blossom Eyes was holding the Small Bronze dicine Box, his fox-like eyes shining!
On this floor, there were already many Immortal-Related Personnel, the plant machine could hear many thoughts, it must be growing rapidly right now?
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chairman Chen Shu raised his hand to check the ti.
"Let’s not chat now, I’m going to put on so makeup myself.
"Getting old, looking too dull overall, haha.
"We’ll talk later!"
The group parted ways, Bai Mo followed the female secretary, with Peach Blossom Eyes, heading to the seventeenth floor early, entering the venue.
...
Two o’clock in the afternoon.
The conference room was full of people, and the press conference started on ti.
The curtains were drawn, and the ceiling lights shone down, filling the spacious conference room with bright lights.
On the stage, Chairman Chen Shu and a group of leaders, dressed in suits, received the lighting ritual of various caras and flashlights.
Chairman Chen Shu’s voice was deep, reading from the script.
"...We successfully protected Mr. Zhang Yuan, thwarting the enemy’s sent assassins..."
In the audience, there were mbers of the Immortal Technique Committee, journalists waiting to ask questions, and expert advisors, seated in different areas.
Bai Mo sat in the audience, his straight posture leaning on the chair back, looking expressionless at the stage, emanating an air of coolness.
Yet in his heart, he was jubilant.
Peach Blossom Eyes sat beside his master, hugging the Small dicine Box, his face tense, eyes slanting towards the ceiling, emanating an air of coolness.
Yet in his heart, he was jubilant too.
Because... today in the venue, a large portion of the Immortal-Related Personnel from West State City were gathered, hundreds, and many thoughts were giving the plant machine a pleasant experience!
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense entered the Small Bronze dicine Box, able to observe that the eight ear-shaped grass traits were listening in all directions, sotis trembling, sotis wriggling, hearing a vast array of thoughts. These thoughts fostered information pheromones, which were transmitted to the Roadside Flower in the plant machine through grafting connected leaves, vine silk, and root systems...
The Roadside Flower, originally just a bud, was now growing at a visibly rapid pace, getting taller and taller!
Clack! Clack! Clack!
Several caras turned to shoot in Bai Mo’s direction.
Or rather... shooting Wu Qingyun next to Bai Mo.
Wu Qingyun had not taken the stage, and now heavily made up, concealed her weak waxy yellow face like golden paper, wearing armor, holding a long sword, sitting next to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo glanced over a few tis, noticing her delicate features, quite good-looking, but overly stiff, making her appear completely dazed.
What’s wrong with this girl?
Does she have congenital facial paralysis?
Or is her personality naturally cold?
If he used Divine Sense to investigate, he could find her issue... But Bai Mo didn’t do that. Being impolite like that would go against his principles.
Turning back, he heard Chairman Chen Shu already introducing the three of Zhang Shan, briefly detailing their process of catching the Fly Assassin.
"..mittee mber Zhang Shan demonstrated great responsibility, not allowing Mr. Zhang Yuan out of his sight."
"Next, let’s have Committee mber Zhang Shan report about what happened that day."
He saw at the edge of the stage, Zhang Yuan, heavily made up, cleared his throat, stared at the script, leaned closer to the microphone.
"Dear leaders, dear dia friends, good afternoon everyone..."
Bai Mo, expressionless, snickered inside, watching the guy bluff and boast.
The way things had unfolded was quite nice. Zhang Yuan and the others didn’t have to go out on missions anymore, staying away from danger. Bai Mo himself also didn’t need to expose himself in the Dark World.
While listening, Bai Mo used Divine Sense to observe his Roadside Flower.
Seeing the flower grow extrely fast, it had already sprouted small leaves.
In Bai Mo’s heart, he sighed, this press conference turned out to be worth attending!
For so, this press conference was boring and uninteresting. But sitting here, Bai Mo felt the conference was actually quite good, hoping it would go on for a little longer.
Then, at that mont...
Boom!
Thud thud thud thud...
Air-tight conference room windows suddenly began to shake!
An uproar spread through the venue!
The attendees directed their sights towards the windows.
What happened?
On the stage, Chairman Chen Shu covered his earphone, seemingly listening to so intelligence.
After a mont, he interrupted Zhang Shan’s speech, cleared his throat, leaned closer to the microphone.
"Everyone, please remain calm.
"Just a minor incident."
"A few days ago, I’m sure everyone paid attention to a live broadcast and saw a giant bird attacking our Committee’s plane and attacking Committee mber Wu Qingyun.
"Today, the shaking of our windows was caused by a gust of wind suddenly hitting our building.
"And that gust of wind was brought by the giant bird from that day."
"Ah?"
In the conference room, hundreds of people looked at each other in confusion.
Committee mbers and experts’ faces changed.
The reporters were bewildered, but intuitively sensed that there might be big news?
But it seed that Chairman Chen Shu was prepared.
The curtain behind him slowly dropped, and an image was projected onto it.
It was a map, a map of West State City. In the center of the map was the location of the Immortal Technique Committee, where the press conference was taking place.
At this mont, a red dot was quickly moving across the map, heading towards the building in the center.
The reporters’ eyes widened as they began to understand.
"Ah?"
"What does this an?"
"Could it be..."
In the audience, the faces of many committee mbers and experts beca even more grim.
Wu Qingyun was expressionless, but her eyes flickered.
Bai Mo felt frustrated.
The person with Peach Blossom Eyes holding a Bronze dicine Box also felt frustrated.
On the podium, Chairman Chen Shu nodded.
"That’s right.
"That giant bird is heading towards our conference room!"
A new, very blurry image appeared on the large screen.
It was a giant bird carrying the Bronze Tower, flying in broad daylight, tearing through the gaps between tall buildings, stirring up a gust of wind, and charging towards the Immortal Technique Committee’s building!
The reporters’ eyes widened, disregarding their caras and recorders.
"What... what should we do?"
"Should the conference continue?"
"This is terrifying! Doesn’t the bird want to live anymore?"
...
The leaders and committee mbers all had unpleasant expressions.
Should they call off the conference and evacuate people?
If they just stopped like this, where would the Immortal Technique Committee’s reputation go?
...
Bai Mo sat in the audience, feeling disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.
Damn it!
The plant machine was listening happily, growing well, and now this silly bird ca to disgust everyone. If the eting was stopped, where could he find so many voices of Immortal-Related Personnel?
The person with Peach Blossom Eyes figured out what happened, looked at the screen with the incoming Copper Tower Giant Bird, and frowned, widening his fox-like eyes!
The Roadside Flower in his arms was happily growing, and now this silly bird was coming to ruin it?
The person with Peach Blossom Eyes tugged on his master’s sleeve, using his eyes to ask if they should get rid of this silly bird.
...
On the podium, Chairman Chen Shu smiled gently.
"Everyone, there’s no need to panic.
"We have ample preparations in place to ensure everyone’s safety!
"This is a sudden incident, but it can also be seen as an impromptu part of the conference.
"Friends from the dia can pick up your caras again and take so pictures of our big screen.
"Or go to the windows and take pictures, maybe you can capture the Copper Tower Giant Bird flying from afar."
The reporters were skeptical, looking at one another, but rembering that this was the Immortal Technique Committee’s territory, with Chairman Chen Shu and Committee mber Wu Qingyun present, it seed unlikely that they would let this go unchecked. They picked up their caras and began taking pictures of the large screen and Chairman Chen Shu.
Bai Mo furrowed his brows.
"Does the Committee have preparations?"
He noticed that Wu Qingyun beside him subtly glanced at the ceiling.
"Are the Committee’s preparations upstairs? On the eighteenth floor?"
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense extended upwards, passed through the ceiling, and reached the eighteenth floor, spreading like an invisible wind.
Indeed, he detected a group of people on the eighteenth floor, wearing Committee uniforms, busily working!
Several telescopes were set up at the windows, observing the approaching Copper Tower Giant Bird.
A missile control station, with several screens and a myriad of buttons.
A two-ter-long large anti-material sniper rifle, its body fixed inside the window, the barrel protruding outside.
A sniper in camouflage carefully loaded a palm-long large bullet into the gun chamber.
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense felt that the bullet was no ordinary bullet; inside the hollow tip was a roll of Human Skin Talisman! It was the kind Zhang Yuan had previously crafted; it sealed a living soul... a Soul Talisman!
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