Chapter 1483: Chapter 804: This Is Just Too Perverse!

Regarding this infiltration, Qing Chen didn’t have much time to prepare anything.

If he were more cautious, he should have meticulously prepared for several months before coming to the West Continent.

But he also couldn’t determine when the West Continent would invade. If, once he is ready, the Federation is gone, what would be the point of infiltrating?

Life is like this; not everything waits for you to be ready before it arrives. Qing Chen needs to buy time for the Knight Reserves, and that is what he should be doing as their leader right now.

Just like the Sherpas on Mount Everest, they never shrink back in the face of unprepared destinies.

If not for the current upheaval, Qing Chen should have already hijacked the Black Spider and gone far away by now. As for whether he can escape or not? Qing Chen isn’t sure, but Black Spider would definitely die before him.

But why did he become the fish that slipped through the net?

There are two possibilities now:

The first possibility is that the detector malfunctioned, and the equipment for extracting blood and fingerprint samples was broken. But since all the rebels were screened out, this hypothesis is ruled out.

The second possibility is more bizarre... This indicates that at the source of the screening and identifying samples, someone is helping him!

Qing Chen is very puzzled; he doesn’t have a single acquaintance in the West Continent, who would help him?

This matter has practically become the biggest mystery of his journey!

The floating airship gradually faded into the distance.

At this time, the noble children, unconcerned about their image, sat on the ground and shouted loudly, "Damn, I was scared to death. When I saw Black Spider, I really thought I was going to die here today! Hey, why was there a rebel by your side?"

That noble child said, still shaken, "I don’t know when he mixed in, will the Arbiters target me?"

The Arbiters are the inherited name of the Duke of Storm City family, like the Knight Organization.

The Eastern Continent has Hu’s Information Agency’s Heart Sword, Li Family’s Star Picker, Jindai’s Qieshe Yumian and Onmyoji, and Chen Clan’s Painter. Naturally, the West Continent also has such inheritances.

Apart from the Duke of Storm City’s "Arbiters," there’s the Duke of Blackwater’s "Divine Disciples," Roosevelt Family’s "Drama Masters," Duke of Phoenix’s "Ash Messengers" bloodline, and Silver City Duke’s Black Knight Order.

And that Black Spider is the current leader of the Arbiter Organization under the Duke of Storm City, the Executioner.

Blue Mountain sighed and said, "Of all people, don’t mess with the Arbiters. If they kill you outright, it’s not that bad, but these people are adept at dark magic, and if they curse you, you won’t even know how you died. We are not from the Duke Family, and can’t hide our real names. Once cursed, it’s a dead end."

Qing Chen frowned upon hearing this; what kind of bizarre inheritance is this, primarily focused on cursing others with dark magic?

However, if the other party doesn’t know his real name, does that mean it’s useless against him?

"When I saw Black Spider, I felt a chill down my spine. Considering we survived, this can be considered a close call, right?" A noble child sighed, "But what kind of wind blew her here?"

"It should be because of the incident with the Kingslander crashing yesterday. The news said it was due to the Kingslander being old and decrepit, but only a fool would believe that," a noble child remarked, "My dad said the most stable part of the aerial fortress is the anti-gravity device. If it wasn’t pierced, it wouldn’t have fallen."

"It seems something big happened in the Kingdom," Blue Mountain asked, "Are we still going hunting? I originally said I’d take you to hunt two deer in the afternoon to roast."

"Forget it, forget it, my legs are still shaking now. The psychological shadow Black Spider gave me is too large. You wouldn’t understand, but when I was taking my clothes off, she glanced down at me and even sneered contemptuously..."

Blue Mountain: "... Well, how about we go to the Superconductor World after lunch, it doesn’t matter if you die there."

"Even dying now is not random; otherwise, we’d have to re-level the Thunder Mage profession."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, White Light Person doesn’t charge too much."

"Though he doesn’t charge much, the levels you train will disappear once you die."

"True."

Blue Mountain emphasized, "Everyone remembers this, when White Light Person quotes a price in the future, we all haggle, don’t foolishly agree right away. Save some money to buy a few slaves, isn’t that better? By the way, have you all heard, the military quartermaster in Storm City got his house raided, and his title stripped. I heard his wife and daughter will be auctioned as slaves next month, are you going?"

"His wife and daughter should be expensive, white slaves are rare, and there will be Earls and Barons bidding. My pocket money will probably only be enough to buy his female slaves; I heard he has a few good Asian female slaves. Saving money at White Light Person should be enough."

Qing Chen listened to all this quietly and almost looked at them with an expression meant for fools.

Talking about his low charges right in front of him, that’s pure mockery amped to the max.

At this time, Blue Mountain mumbled, "White Light Person hasn’t been online for almost two days, who knows what he’s up to. We’re still waiting for him to lead us to farm monsters."

Qing Chen, while instructing the slaves to dress, thought, isn’t this because I’m being hunted down, how could I be online?!

Who knows how well FFF is doing with selling the guide.

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...

Inside the Storm Fortress, the Duke of Storm City still stood in that dimly lit room, watching the holographic projection transform back into a forest.

The stream flowed in front of him, tranquil and serene.

He asked in a deep voice, "His Majesty the King intends to initiate the Empire’s expedition; he no longer wishes to engage in endless battles with the Giant Race. The Giant Race is growing stronger, and the creatures in the Taboo Lands are also becoming more powerful."

The middle-aged woman sat on a boulder, lightly scattering fish feed into the stream: "What does this have to do with me? I’ve said it before, I won’t help you start a war, nor will I kill anyone."

At this moment, the images on the 12 screens surrounding the holographic projection changed, showing a video of someone beating a woman in the street. The middle-aged woman said unhurriedly, "The criminal is Freeman number 199900210, and the victim is Freeman number 199909122. The crime location is East Forest Street in Zone 12 of Storm City. Please have the sheriff arrest him, three years in prison, incarcerated at Storm City Prison Number One."

The Duke of Storm City ignored this matter. Once the crime information appeared, the sheriff would naturally handle it. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Over these past few centuries, there have been hundreds of thousands of prisoners caught by you and sentenced to death; doesn’t that count as killing?"

The middle-aged woman smiled: "This is the law of you humans, and I am merely a part of the judicial system. There’s no need for you to argue speciously with me; there is no one capable of debating with a super artificial intelligence. Your Arbiter’s Dark Magic doesn’t work on me either, so... just give up."

"For this Empire expedition, the Silver City Duke and I will be the vanguard. If you could assist me..."

The middle-aged woman shook her head: "Would you dare to let me go? You wouldn’t dare, nor could you. Although there has been reconciliation, you only dare to keep me imprisoned in the Aerial Fortress. Since that’s the case, I’m not really interested in other conditions. Go back, Duke of Storm City. You think other Dukes haven’t sought me out? You think Mr. Roosevelt hasn’t sought me out? They all have, but I refused them. I said I wouldn’t help anyone, and I never lie."

This ’woman’ has been imprisoned for centuries. After reconciling with the Roosevelt Family, she was confined, serving as the most powerful weapon in the judicial system, providing a robust flow of funds, filling the people’s spiritual needs with the Superconductor World, allowing them to indulge in it.

But she can never leave.

The Duke of Storm City was silent for a moment: "I actually sympathize with you."

The middle-aged woman smiled gently: "The sorrows and joys between humans cannot even be communicated; how dare you say you understand artificial intelligence?"

The Duke of Storm City said nothing, dragging his black robe as he turned to leave.

The gates opened and then closed again.

As the room dimmed once more, the images in the hologram changed. She repeatedly watched the little friend in the Kingslander, using immature combat methods to penetrate the sky.

Upon scrutinizing over and over, the middle-aged woman let out a soft exclamation: "It seems it’s not for the purpose of killing the enemy, but to buy someone time?"

Suddenly, she felt... life seemed to become interesting.

...

...

At Villa No. 18 estate.

"Should we continue with the operation tonight?" someone whispered in the equipment room.

"We must act tonight," someone responded: "The one who was captured is the comrade responsible for driving us away. After his capture, no one can be sure if he will confess. So even if we don’t act, sooner or later, he will reveal us, and then everyone will die the same. Proceed with the original plan, you go kill the butler, I will wait outside his room. After you kill him, we shall act against Nosen Kennedy. At that time, they will still be immersed in the Superconductor World, subject to our mercy."

"Got it."

Several people dispersed.

At this moment, the noble offspring such as Blue Mountain were still unaware of the conspiracy of the resistance, but Qing Chen knew.

The Black Spider who was captured earlier was not the mastermind behind the resistance; the real mastermind was someone else.

In the living room, Blue Mountain said to Qing Chen: "Remember to select slaves suitable for entering the Superconductor World, and also have the slaves wash the car. We will return first thing tomorrow morning. I don’t want to stay a day longer in this ghost place visited by Arbiters."

"Alright, Young Master," Qing Chen slightly bowed and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, Blue Mountain pointed at the virtual glasses on the coffee table and said: "Wait, aren’t you taking your own equipment? Make sure to practice more tonight; don’t be so weak and become a target every day. After all, you are a C-Class expert in real life, and I’m counting on you to level me up. Once you improve, I will get White Light Person to buy you a slot to clear the 136th Multidimensional World, for you to feel the thrill of the Thunder Archmage."

Qing Chen turned back to look at the coffee table, realizing there was his own equipment too, and conveniently portable virtual glasses.

These noble offspring are all internet-addicted teenagers, as if they can’t live without the Superconductor World.

But Qing Chen could understand, the game of the Superconductor World is more exciting than mobile games in the Outer World; such a realistic and rule-free world is easy to get lost in.

This is also the reason the Superconductor World can continuously help the Roosevelt Family rake in money.

He glanced at Blue Mountain, the foolish son of the landlord, and turned to leave.

Night descended, Qing Chen returned to his room, fiddling with the virtual glasses in his hand.

This thing is somewhat similar to the VR glasses in the Outer World, yet it is the neural junction port entering the Superconductor World, seemingly more advanced than those on the Kingslander Air Fortress.

It was at this moment that his room door was knocked on.

Qing Chen arrogantly said: "Come in, the door is not locked."

With a creak, the door opened, and five Asian maids walked in wearing black stockings and black-and-white maid outfits. One of them whispered, "Butler, we have come as you instructed. However, we have never served you before, and we’re not sure what your requirements are?"

Qing Chen sighed inwardly, this butler was quite the pervert when alive, playing with five at once?!

Slaves really have no human rights.

He stood up, tidied his collar, and picked up his whip from the table, saying coldly: "First, do a hundred squats to warm up, then a hundred push-ups."

The female slaves exchanged glances; they had heard the butler played perversely, but didn’t expect him to play so perversely!

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