Chapter 90 - New Storm has Already Appeared
Chapter 90 – A New Storm has Already Appeared
Taking out a broom and dustpan, Chen Yu cleaned up all the debris on the ground. He then looked at Little Peach and asked, “Can you constantly maintain your invisibility?”
“There’s a time limit. What’s wrong, Mr. Chen?”
“Then go change your face back. I’m getting goosebumps looking at you.”
“Okay!” Little Peach said, her eyes glowing with excitement. She immediately ran up to the Interstellar Portal, called out its console, and established a spatial link.
“You seem very happy.”
“That’s right! Even robots have a love for beauty.”
“Oh.” Chen Yu nodded expressionlessly to Little Peach’s words. Once Little Peach ran into the warehouse, he promptly shut the door and disconnected the spatial link, cursing, “To hell with your beauty standards.”
Like a warm light shining down from heaven, the portal’s light instantly melted Little Peach’s cold mood. Slowly standing up, Little Peach’s eyes reddened as she said, “I… I knew it. Mr. Chen, I knew you wouldn’t-”
Thud.
Clack, clack, clack…
Before Little Peach could finish speaking, Chen Yu tossed a laptop and three hard drives across the portal and said, “Edit the videos in these hard drives using Transdimensional Marketing’s software. Afterward, focus on coding.”
Little Peach”…let me off the hook…”
Bang!
Shutting down the Interstellar Portal, the guilt in Chen Yu’s heart promptly disappeared.
“It won’t be cruel if I leave her with a laptop.”
…
At the same time, on a certain deserted highway outside Jinzhou City, a Chevrolet Enjoy slowly stopped at the side of the road.
Clack!
The doors to the car opened simultaneously, and a total of 14 people walked out of the vehicle.
Among these 14 people, there was one white man, one black man, and the rest were Asians. The group had both males and females, and their ages ranged between 17 to 40.
“We can finally take action after hiding for half a month,” the white man, who acted as the team leader, said as he adjusted his ruffled coat. In unskilled Chinese, he said, “The environment here is quite good. There are quite a few hiding spots.”
“Did every other team respond?” an Asian woman asked.
“They did, but it’s not easy to maintain contact with everyone,” the white man said in a low tone. “There are many open and secret security posts, both inside and outside the city. While everything looks calm, almost every household is under surveillance. Jinzhou City is basically a city under martial law right now.”
“That will be difficult for us to operate, then.”
“However, it is precisely because of this point that the higher-ups have judged that Transdimensional Review’s uploader is in this city.”
“Is there any possibility of it being a smokescreen?”
“It’s possible, but we can’t do anything about it,” the white man said, shrugging. “The moment that uploader tossed those boxes to the various countries’ governments this morning, the situation had already changed. The cabinet has already issued orders that we cannot let even the slightest of opportunities get away.”
“That is to say…” At this moment, the black man of the group squinted and guessed, “The materials used to make those boxes really came from the future?”
“That’s right. At the very least, those boxes cannot be reproduced with our current technology.”
Upon receiving the white man’s confirmation, silence fell over the group. Every group member wore complex expressions on their faces as they felt their world view nearing collapse.
“Moreover, every box contained a letter. These letters have caused the entire world to tense up.”
“What was written inside those letters?”
“How would I know?” Pulling out a cap from his coat and putting it on, the white man said, “Just focus on performing your respective tasks. Split up and take action. Also, get rid of that driver.”
“Understood.”
Everyone answered. They then split into groups of two and split up from each other.
The white group leader’s partner was the black man. While hiding themselves within the farmland beside the highway, the two covertly advanced.
“Leader, our task on the surface is only to wait for information and snipe the target. What are the tasks of the other six groups?”
“I don’t know.” Shaking his head, the white man said, “Every group has a different task. We might even have conflicting tasks.”
“Is that so…”
“That’s right.” Revealing a mysterious smile, the white man turned to the black man and said, “Moreover, who knows? We might even have different individual tasks. Ain’t that right? My partner?”
“…Maybe you’re right. However, there remains one question.” After saying so, the black man lowered his head and looked at his own skin color, muttering, “Is our true task to become prisoners?”
“…”