Lao Wan pondered for a mont: "I will truthfully write down how you use comrcial ans to exploit the lower-class people, recording the details of your manipulation of the political arena. I will even record so unpleasant matters within the half-mountain manor. But I will also truthfully write down all the efforts made by the Li Family when foreign enemies invaded. I will write about the Master of Li Family, Li Yunshou, and the entire Li Family, how with unyielding determination, they perished alongside the Black Water City Fleet."
Li Changqing curled her lips: "That’s enough."
Within the Federation, history is not written by the victors, but by this group of observers, whom people trust more than the consortiums. People only trust these silent, naless observers.
They are not tempted by profit, only aiming to lay bare the Federation’s truth in archives, waiting for the day history is made public, clearing so people’s nas, or affirming others’ cris.
Li Changqing said: "So, it shouldn’t be who leaves, but you all. Zhang Ping, I need you to record everything you just said, we can’t die for nothing."
Zhang Ping, this is Lao Wan’s real na, which Li Changqing has never forgotten.
However, at this mont, Li Tongyun stood in the command room, looked up at the command seat where Li Changqing was, and said: "Aunt, let’s wait a little longer."
Li Changqing curiously asked: "Wait for what?"
Li Tongyun earnestly said: "My brother trusts that person nad Zero, and the grandfather on Ginkgo Mountain also trusts her. She would definitely not bring us to the Central Plains just to die. I believe there’s still a turnaround."
No one can be certain what the turnaround is, though.
Soone saw destiny, but remained silent.
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In city number 20 of the Outer World Osaka, Jinguji Maki walked curiously down the street in a white dress.
This was her first ti coming to the Inner World, imdiately captivated by this bizarre and colorful world she’d never encountered.
However, all the passersby had the words "slave" tattooed on their foreheads.
Beneath the colorful holographic neon and towering skyscrapers, it was Hell on Earth.
At this mont, Jinguji Maki looked at a middle-aged man: "Hello, may I borrow your phone? I’d like to make a call."
The middle-aged man glanced around, curiously looking at Jinguji Maki: "Young lady, why are you alone? Where are your family?"
Jinguji Maki pondered for two seconds: "I am alone and want my family to pick up. Can I borrow your phone?"
The middle-aged man glanced around once more, then handed his phone to her after hesitating for a mont: "After you make your call, how about Uncle takes you for ice cream?"
Jinguji obediently agreed: "Alright."
She took the phone and dialed the number Jindai Yunlo had instructed her to morize: "Hello, Uncle Qing Ji, I am now in... Sir, what city is this?"
The middle-aged man said: "City number 20."
Jinguji Maki said: "I’m in city number 20, the holographic neon above is a group of elephants, and there’s an ’Oriental International’ neon sign next to it. Uncle Qing Ji, are you in city number 5? Are you coming to pick up? Okay, then I’ll wait here for you."
She had never t Qing Ji, but Teacher Jindai Yunlo had told her he was soone trustworthy.
Xiao Zhenji returned the phone to the middle-aged man, obediently saying: "Thank you, Uncle."
The middle-aged man seductively said: "The person coming to pick you up is still far away, it’ll take at least two days for him to co from city number 5. Why not co ho with Uncle first? There’s ice cream at Uncle’s house."
Xiao Zhenji shook her head: "No, Uncle Qing Ji told to wait here for him, he’ll be here soon."
The middle-aged man, seeing her unwilling to follow, hardened his heart and reached out to grab her.
But as soon as he reached his hand out, a Door of Shadow suddenly opened nearby, Qing Ji walked out from the door expressionlessly, slapped the middle-aged man across the face: "Bullying such a small girl?"
With that, Qing Ji vented his anger by slapping the man’s face repeatedly, the middle-aged man’s face was swollen by the beating.
Xiao Zhenji watched on, feeling slightly compassionate: "Stop it, stop it, Uncle Qing Ji, just kill him directly."
Qing Ji: "..."
Qing Ji slowly looked at the young girl; wasn’t everyone saying this girl was the last conscience of the Knight Organization?
This is the last conscience?
Qing Ji twisted the neck of the middle-aged man, then looked at Jinguji Maki, it was also their first eting, and he was quite curious about Qing Chen’s apprentice.
He asked: "How did Jindai Yunlo talk about ?"
Xiao Zhenji seriously said: "He said you are soone who can be completely trusted. Uncle Qing Ji, let’s go save the Qing Shan Ship, Sister Tong Yun, Brother Nan Gengchen, Brother Liu Dezhu, they’re still on the Qing Shan Ship."
Qing Ji asked: "So, you crossed over just to save people?"
"Mm," Xiao Zhenji responded: "Teacher Jindai Yunlo said that this is my and his destiny."
"His destiny?" Qing Ji pondered: "He seems to have guessed sothing... Do you know how to kill?"
"No," Xiao Zhenji said: "But I can learn."
Qing Ji laughed: "Now I believe you are a Knight, but we can’t go to the battlefield yet, the ti isn’t right."
"Ah?" Xiao Zhenji was puzzled: "Then what do we do now?"
"Collect so interest first," Qing Ji said: "Jindai Yunlo told you have the Hyakki Night Trip ability, so first, kill all the pseudo-armies and West Continent soldiers in this city number 20. This is your first lesson after coming to the Inner World: killing."
"How do I find them, the city is so big!"
"It’s simple, anyone without the word slave tattooed on their head, kill them all."
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