Chapter 848

Perfect didn't know how the saboteurs would destroy the energy tower, nor did he know which route they would take to sneak in.

She had simply laid out a bait they couldn't refuse - inspecting the energy tower herself.

This temptation is absolutely irresistible to saboteurs, just like hanging a piece of fresh meat in front of hungry wolves, and then waiting for them to come to the door.

After all, for those who want to rebel against the empire, they will never miss the opportunity to send the Imperial Regent and the city's energy tower into the sky.

A big shot from the Victorians who had been oppressing them could be killed? That would be great!
Being able to destroy the symbol of Victorian rule? That's worth dying for!

If both things can be done at the same time? So what if half the city is blown up!
They don't care how serious the impact will be on the city if the energy tower is destroyed, and how the residents of the city will withstand the severe cold without the energy tower.

In a dark basement, several optimal blasting spots have been marked in red on an oil-stained map.

In another damp tunnel, a homemade timing device was ticking, and a yellowed photo was sandwiched between the rusty gears - it was the smiling face of a child who froze to death on the street last year.

A young man wrapped in a tattered cotton jacket was assembling detonators with his frozen fingers. His mind was echoing with his companions' bold words: "Let those cowards and tyrants who are willing to be slaves be frozen into ice sculptures together!" But he selectively forgot about his sister who was still running a fever in the attic.

Of course, Jiang Boer is not the only rebel and saboteur, and their plans extend beyond adding fuel to the energy tower to overload it.

Even their target is not just the energy tower that Perfectoct inspected. The other two energy towers in the city are also within their target range.

As for how much damage and subsequent impact the energy tower would cause after being blown up, they didn't care. Perhaps in their eyes, the severe cold was not so difficult to resist?

Perfect didn't want to think about this question because it was completely meaningless.

Just as some people say, "They lost everything but gained freedom," and "Life is precious, love is more precious, but if it is for freedom, both can be abandoned," in the eyes of some people, the "freedom" from oppression and domination is something they are willing to give up everything for.

It’s just that some people give everything they have, while others give everything of others.

None of this made sense to Perfectcot. All she wanted was complete obedience. She had no time to consider how the people here would live under such heavy pressure.

She even had a premonition that although the attack of the gods had been fierce before, and even an army of pseudo-demigods had appeared, she still had a feeling that it was just a consumption and test.

The real battle has yet to come.

She had to do everything she could to prepare for war before it came.

As for those people who had endured everything under her oppression... they might be able to survive by enduring it all, but if they chose to resist, it would only bring them destruction.

So she set a trap, waiting for the saboteurs to give in and expose themselves.

The tight security outside the energy tower was thrown into chaos because Perfecto sent people to check the sewers. The guards at several key nodes even "happened" to be rotated, giving the rebels lurking in the dark the illusion that they had an opportunity to take advantage.

Of course, although she was waiting for these saboteurs to expose themselves and come to her, Perfect would not really let them destroy the energy tower. So she still made some preparations, such as having her head maid stay at the core of the energy tower as early as last night.

Considering Befa's strength and its performance after so many upgrades by Perfectcot, any trace of life activity within a radius of five kilometers will hardly escape her surveillance.

From heartbeat to breathing, blood flow, strong emotions, and even traces of life itself, are all within the detection range of Befa's perception system.

Those rebels who thought they were hidden were nothing more than torches burning in the darkness in Befa's sight, so clear that they had nowhere to hide.

This is a powerful performance created by ancient alchemy combined with divine materials, with the blessing of the alchemical knowledge that Perfectoct obtained through "The Emerald Record"!

If we only consider strength, Befa is even superior to most gods.

The title of godslayer is truly worthy of her, even though she is just an alchemical doll without even a self or soul.

Of course, using the latest and most powerful God-killing armor to deal with a group of saboteurs who may not even be extraordinary people, Perfectcot can no longer be described as using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

But even if it means using nuclear weapons to blow up fish ponds, it should be used if necessary.

Befa's monitoring of the surroundings can effectively identify the saboteurs who have infiltrated, preventing the energy tower from being actually destroyed, while also capturing all the saboteurs in one fell swoop.

The rebels who thought their plans were flawless didn't even know that their every move had been recorded, analyzed, and their next actions predicted.

In fact, at this moment, Perfect had already discovered Jiang Boer crawling in the sewer through Befa, as well as other rebels around him.

The thin figure was curled up in the sewage pipe, his blue-frozen fingers tightly grasping the metal device on his chest, but he didn't know that Befa was walking towards him in person.

Although Perfect didn't know Jiang Bo'er's name in the sewer, it did not prevent the safety gates on the road leading to the core area of ​​the energy tower from being lowered, blocking all passages.

The heavy alloy gate fell silently, completely cutting off every possible escape route.

Jiang Bo'er, like the other rebels, had become a rat trapped in a bellows, unable to escape. What they thought was an attack was just the moment Perfect had calculated to close the net.

Even Perfect, who arrived at the energy tower, was just a substitute doll. She herself had returned to the floating city last night.

At this moment, in her eyes, all the rebels in Marcel were nothing more than rats exposed to the light.

As long as we catch these guys and follow the clues, we can eradicate the entire Marcel resistance organization!

Compared to all these, what really concerned Perfect was how to deal with these rebels so as to have a sufficient deterrent effect and prevent the people of this city from resisting.

(End of this chapter)

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