I have a city in another world

Neon City's counterattack lasts for seven days. If the group's attacks don't stop, Neon City's counterattack will continue.

The rune weapons assembled by Kant will be launched soon after passing the test.

The assemblers knew nothing about the working principle of the weapon and what kind of lethal effect it could cause.

The officers in charge were also tight-lipped and refused to disclose relevant information.

Yesterday, a worker was arrested by soldiers and never appeared again.

I heard that the guy was dishonest and deliberately sabotaged the installation, but was found out by the security department.

There will always be some guys who are devoted to the group and like to express their loyalty in clumsy ways.

I hope that my sacrifice will be rewarded one day.

In Kant's view, this kind of guy who brings his own dry food is very stupid. When have those high-ranking group bosses ever looked at them, the ants at the bottom?

The humble flattery of a beggar will only earn the deep contempt of the rich.

Kant was too lazy to answer questions that had nothing to do with him.

Since joining the job, Kant has not left, and will not be allowed to go out.

It was obviously to keep it a secret so that outsiders would not know what was going on here.

In today's cities, there are more and more people taking advantage of the opportunity to cause rebellion. They are die-hard loyalists of the group and are unwilling to follow them to rebel.

There are also many radicals who directly use force to confront, imitating the degenerates and fighting against the official departments.

These guys jumping up and down are simply incomparable to the Fallen, and now they are also being chased by the Fallen.

The Fallen are no longer what they used to be, and are controlled and co-opted by the Lost, becoming an armed force that cannot be underestimated.

It is said that many fallen people have even mastered extraordinary powers, which is really enviable.

After resting for a while, the beep sounded again, indicating that assembly work was in progress.

Kant stood up, controlled the powered exoskeleton, and walked slowly towards the venue.

Not far away, he heard a sharp whistling sound approaching quickly from above his head.

Kant was no stranger to this kind of strange sound. On that day his house was bombed, it was this kind of death sound he heard.

"No, lie down quickly!"

Kant couldn't help shouting, and then tried to throw himself to the ground to avoid the attack from the air.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the powered exoskeleton on his body became a stumbling block, and the intelligent anti-fall system failed to make him fall to the ground.

Damn!

Kant panicked, reached out and slapped the controller, turning on the detachment mode of the powered exoskeleton.

The shackles of the imprisonment were opened, and Kant broke away violently, lying on the ground as much as possible.

At this time, a loud noise came from not far away, and the ground beneath his feet was shaking violently.

Kant felt dizzy, countless garbage hit him, and a vehicle not far away was also overturned by the airflow.

After an unknown amount of time, he was pulled up from the ground and turned over for inspection.

A portable scanning device, like a miniature football goal, was placed at his head.

The scanning device operates automatically, traveling from the head to the soles of the feet, scanning the entire inside of the body.

"No problem, change to the next one."

Before Kant could figure out the situation, he was left where he was, and those people moved on to the next location.

An unlucky guy was pierced through the stomach by a cross-shaped metal part and was wailing at the top of his lungs.

Those people stepped forward and used whatever means to make the wailing guy faint instantly.

Kant was stunned for a while, and his cloudy brain gradually returned to normal.

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, he knew that the launch site was under attack. The large crater on the ground and the screams around him indicated that the damage should be considerable.

Soon he saw the bearded officer in charge of commanding them being carried on a stretcher and sent to the rescue.

The area below his chest turned into a pile of rotten flesh, which was balled up and thrown on the stretcher.

The officer's dull eyes crossed Kant's, making his heart tremble slightly.

Damn the group!

At this moment, Kant hated the group even more. Since he could remember, most of the memories related to the group made people feel depressed and unhappy.

The job he is engaged in now is to fight against the group and belong to the combatants.

If it falls into the hands of the group and the other party finds out about it, there is a 90% chance that they will lose their heads. At this moment, Kant was extremely eager for the destruction of the group, so that he would have no worries.

But how could such a behemoth be so powerful that it could suffocate people and be destroyed so easily.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Kant wanted to find a more comfortable place to stay, but the cold ground made him feel very uncomfortable.

When he stood up, he suddenly saw a strange figure standing not far away.

The guy was covered in blood and stared blankly at the ground not far away.

Kant followed his line of sight and looked ahead, and then his heart trembled violently.

A corpse lying on the ground looked exactly like that weird guy!

As if feeling Kant's gaze, the strange figure slowly turned around and stared at him with a pair of pale eyes.

Kant felt horrified and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Just after he took two steps back, a hand patted his shoulder, like a lump of ice.

Kant was startled, and quickly looked back to see a white-haired man wearing a black robe standing behind him.

The weird and simple dress is incompatible with others, and there is a strange aura about him.

"Don't panic, it's just a dead soul."

The man in black robe said something, looked Kant up and down, and then nodded.

"He actually awakened on his own. His cultivation qualifications should be pretty good."

The man in black robe took out a card, stuffed it into Kant's pocket, and said in a light tone: "According to the information above, contact and ask, you can get a lot of benefits."

After saying a word, the man in black robe walked forward.

When passing by the strange and gloomy undead, the man in black robe waved his hand as if to swat a fly.

The undead seemed to have no weight, flying towards the black mist in the distance like an arrow from the string.

Kant was stunned and couldn't help rubbing his eyes, suspecting that he was in a state of hallucination.

In a blink of an eye, the man in black robe disappeared without a trace.

There was a commotion around, rescue was still in progress, and the body on the ground was bagged and sent away.

Kant was slightly absent-minded. The strange encounter just now had subverted his cognition.

He suspected that the man in black robes was a lost person with legendary supernatural powers.

With a flick of his hand, the dead soul flew directly into the black mist like a rocket.

Kant takes it for granted that extraordinary beings have this ability, but he doesn't understand why he can see the souls of the dead?

Kant can be sure that his past self did not have this ability.

Thinking of the card that the man in black robe thrust into him before leaving, Kant had a suspicion in his mind.

Maybe this time, he got lucky.

While Kant was in a daze, the military defense department was investigating the scene.

The launch site was under attack by artillery shells, and perhaps due to bad luck, the shells falling from the sky could have landed anywhere.

However, some people suspect that spies and traitors leaked information and provided the group with accurate attack coordinates.

In such a big city, the number of artillery shells falling was not large, but they hit the launch site by such a coincidence.

Whenever there is a trace of suspicion, an in-depth investigation must be carried out, and the enemy must not be given an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The intelligence department of Neon City quietly launched operations, and the damaged launch site was quickly repaired.

The missing staff were quickly replaced, but travel was still restricted.

Kant waited for two days, found the new person in charge, and took out the card given to him by the man in black robe.

He needed to use the communicator and dial the contact number on the card to clarify some doubts in his mind.

The new officer looked at the card, took a serious look at Kant, and actually gave him a day off.

Kant had some surprises, so he quickly expressed his gratitude, simply packed up and left the launch site.

After leaving the military restricted area, the blocked communicator returned to normal, and Kant entered the number on the card.

A few seconds later, a voice came from the communicator. Before Kant could speak, the other party said in a commanding tone:

"Stand where you are and don't move. Someone will pick you up soon."

(End of this chapter)