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Chapter 110 Not necessarily an enemy

Just as Lu Yan was wielding a hoe and working hard to dig out walls in the soul world, an uninvited guest arrived outside the underground pharmaceutical factory where Lu Yan's real body was located.

Shak stood outside the underground pharmaceutical factory, pacing back and forth anxiously.

Quentin leaned against the door with a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly:
"You should relax, old man."

"Relax? That's easy for you to say, but the attack from uptown is coming soon.

This time, it's not the useless people from the law enforcement team who are here, but the most elite psychics in the Upper City!"

Shaq waved his hands wildly, spit flying from his mouth.

"Many of them are descendants of bigwigs in the Upper City. They have enjoyed the best psychic transformation surgeries since they were young, and the most experienced compiler masters have written psychic codes suitable for them.

And what do we have in the Lower City? All we have are psykers created with the Nine Dragons Power Potion.

Most of them have not undergone psychic transformation, but have undergone natural transformation with the help of potions. It’s ok for them to bully ordinary people, but they have no power to fight back against these elite psychics!"

"This operation in the upper city is bound to catch us all in one fell swoop and send us all to the Heaven Computing Center."

"No! With my identity, I will definitely be the target of special attention. I might be killed on the spot without even the chance to go to the Heaven Computing Center."

Thinking of this, Shaq became more and more irritable and uneasy.

Thanks to the strong support of Lu Yan's Nine Dragons Pharmacy, Shak established the Nine Dragons Society, one of the largest forces in the Lower City District, in just a few months.

There are more than four thousand psychics in the Kowloon Society, and the number is still increasing. In terms of size alone, it can be said that it is the largest in the entire Lower Town.

The only difference between them and the old forces is the loyalty of their subordinates and the background of their core members.

Previously, under Shaq's leadership, various forces in the Lower City District dealt a heavy blow to the expeditionary team in the Central City District, successfully winning a great victory, which made Shaq the most famous person at the time.

But even Shaq, who had always been so glorious, was completely at a loss outside the pharmaceutical factory.

The reason is simple. The downtown area has reached a critical moment of life and death.

A few days ago, after the riot that broke out in the Upper City ended, the network communication between City No. 14 and the outside world was completely cut off.

Some people tried to drive flying cars to other cities, but were stopped by the city guards. Director Plan then issued a statement announcing a temporary state of martial law.

Some people tried to sneak across the border, some wanted to pass through using borrowed identities, but without exception they were stopped by the city guards. Under the surveillance of the large intelligent computer, no one could escape.

To this end, Shaq used various channels to inquire about the news, and finally learned that there seemed to be a conflict between the big shots in the upper city and the Intelligent God. The Intelligent God blocked the city to prevent certain news from spreading to other cities.

The dog-eat-dog fight between big men should have been a good thing for Shaq, but what happened next made him unable to laugh.

Under the temporary martial law, the world's giant companies issued a conscription order and urged the upper city to launch a crackdown on tax evaders in the lower city as soon as possible.

The cave has not collapsed yet, but the central city area collapsed first.

Having just experienced the levy of psychic tax thirty years in advance, and then issuing a conscription order, the residents of Central City were transported back to the era of warlord separatism a thousand years ago.

In just less than a week, the conscription order sent more than 100,000 people to the Paradise Computing Center, and also gathered a team of more than 50,000 new recruits.

During this time, the Upper City District also mobilized all parties and assembled more than 20,000 psychic guards to prepare for an attack on the cave.

If it was just the 50,000 new recruits in the middle city, Shaq could still take it lightly, but the 20,000 psychics in the upper city made Shaq completely uneasy.

He was well aware that the superior caves in the lower city weakened the use of large weapons. In the complex underground environment, individual strength was far more important than weapons and equipment. The team of more than 30,000 psychics in the caves was its greatest advantage.

But now, facing the pressure from the upper city, the advantages of the lower city have disappeared.

There are even leaders of some forces who have claimed that they should surrender to the Universal Corporation and rely on selling out the people in the Cave in exchange for not entering the Heavenly Computing Center.

All parties argued fiercely over this matter and no one could convince anyone else.

Shaq had no choice but to ask Lu Yan for help, but Quentin told him that Lu Yan had been in seclusion for several days.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Shaq in front of the gate wanted to turn around and leave several times.

There are too many things to deal with at this critical juncture, and he can't waste all his time waiting for Lu Yan to come out.

At this moment, Quentin, who was blowing smoke rings on the side, spoke.

"Three months ago, your arena was investigated by law enforcement officers, and you were ambushed by the Midtown Sheriff in the underground passage. Although you were down and out at that time, you still had the determination to make a comeback at any time.

But now that I have become one of the leaders in the Lower Town, I have become hesitant and lost my spirit.”

“Or you shouldn’t have come here, and you should stay home and unite various forces to find a way to fight against the coalition forces in the upper city.

Or you can just sit back and wait for the boss to come out of quarantine and bring a turnaround to the downtown area."

After hearing these words, Shaq gradually began to calm down from his previous anxiety.

Reaching out and snatching the cigarette from Quentin's hand, Shaq snapped his fingers, and his psychic power generated a fire that lit the cigarette in his mouth.

After taking a deep puff of his cigarette, Shaq whispered, "I just lost my composure."

"After I met the boss, I rose rapidly all the way to the top. I started out as the owner of a small arena and now owns several caves and has 4,000 psychics under my command as the president of the Kowloon Society. The stimulation of power and wealth has made me lose my composure.

After learning that Uptown was coming, my fear of the former Uptown bigwigs and my lust for power and wealth clouded my mind.

I was madly trying to protect everything I had, the power and wealth I had gained in the past few months.

Now that I think about it, I was not afraid of those big shots in the upper city when I had nothing, but now that I have such a powerful force, why do I start to worry about gains and losses? "

At this point, Shaq threw his cigarette to the ground and cursed:
"They are just some psychics from the upper city! We in the lower city have been forced to this point. At worst, we will have to eat a few pieces of their flesh before we die."

At this moment, the tightly closed door of the underground factory slowly opened.

Upon seeing this, Shaq and Quentin hurried into the underground pharmaceutical factory and met Lu Yan who had just exited remote control.

Shaq was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Yan's wave of his hand before he could say anything.

"I already know why you're here, but you don't have to worry about what's happening in the Upper Town."

"They may not be our enemies."

(End of this chapter)