Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 401 Trick
"They're so busy." Hong Yiyi watched as the monastery band, who had just made a brief appearance because it was their turn to perform, turned around and hurriedly ran back.

They're already exhausted from singing and dancing on stage for hours, so why would they need to come out during their breaks to help deal with those extremists?
"Report to the chief, some high-risk targets have appeared." Hong Yiyi's brief free time also came to an end with the official start of the performance.

She looked at the scene on the camera.

A bizarre man covered in dense tattoos, the kind that makes one's scalp crawl, appeared in the vicinity of the stadium at some point.

Is this another one that appears without warning?
Is this the capability of the coordinator behind it all? It works even when only a portion of the lighthouse's light source is within reach.

But that's a story for another time. The man covered in tattoos was named "Misia," a notorious underground cleaner in Nolan Street who had been wanted by the Bureau of Justice for many years. He was drawn into action by this incident.

As soon as Missia appeared, she was surrounded by agents from the Bureau of Justice.

Without saying a word, the officers immediately attacked him, but Misia was agile and moved freely even when surrounded. The tattoos on his body seemed to flow and swirl, giving him unparalleled power.

Boom!

With fists and palms striking their sides, the two combat personnel from the Processing Bureau, even with their Fantasy Factor fully activated, were unable to withstand the fierce attack from Missia and were sent flying.

During the brief pause, Missia looked at the stadium in front of her, her expression indifferent and numb.

"This kind of childish entertainment, daring to bring it to the gray neighborhood, is utterly absurd." His voice was low and full of disdain for this form of entertainment.

He walked towards the stadium: "Most cities are ruthless, and so-called disasters will only become the norm in the future. This is the signal. I will use this performance to tell everyone about this hellish performance..."

As the other staff members were about to step forward, a voice suddenly came through the communication channel.

"No need to chase."

“You…!” Hong Yiyi immediately recognized Zheng Fan’s voice and wanted to ask him why he was on this channel when he was still performing at the venue.

But she didn't say it, waiting for what would happen next.

“It’s rare for someone to approach, so let him in. They will also be an indispensable part of this stage. You have a lot to do next. Currently, those who dare to join this performance, whether they have names or not, I can sense that they all have fantasy elements, and their auras are quite chaotic.”

"So many people have it all?" someone in the channel couldn't help but exclaim.

Currently, most of the enemy is still primarily using armed combat, so they can't immediately confirm this fully. But if this is true, where did all those fantasy elements come from?
Although the authorities had imposed martial law for the performance for quite some time, when the incident actually occurred, it was as if their martial law was a sieve, letting everything through!
“The subway,” Zheng Fan said slowly.

Upon hearing this, those who knew about the Zero Subway incident suddenly understood.

"I wonder how many of you have heard of the Ghost Subway Case in Xixi Keke. During that time, a large number of fantasy elements were still being transferred out of Xixi Keke, and a large portion of them flowed to Nolan Street. The planning for this matter started earlier than most people thought, and their preparations were even before Dadu made its plans and imposed martial law," Zheng Fan revealed.

Time difference.

Being one step ahead, Haverne, or rather, the usual method of insectivorous eating.

Operating via the Zero Subway, both fantasy factors and weapons can be transported silently. The only troublesome thing is that the location of the subway after it reaches the terminal station every day is hard to determine, but by casting a wide net, enough supplies can always be stockpiled.

Acting while the streets are still in chaos increases the chances of success.

"There was no announcement that the performance would be held in the Grey Street area, right? If it's held in Sacred Wood Town, wouldn't all these preparations be wasted?" someone calmly asked in the channel.

"Because their initial goal wasn't a joint performance."

On stage, Zheng Fan calmly strummed the strings, then jumped and danced with boundless joy, enlivening the atmosphere. His black priest's robes fluttered with his exaggerated movements. The striking contrast in his appearance, along with Doris beside him, made him the focus of the entire audience. Just like the missionary guiding this revelry.

However, beneath this facade, he was secretly hacking into the agency's channel and speaking to them in a gentle tone.

"The insect-eating band's initial target was the monastery band, or rather, Miss Doris." Hong Yiyi understood Zheng Fan's meaning, and casually used the long gun in her hand to break the legs of a high-risk target in front of her, forcing him to kneel on the ground, and then shot him to the head at close range.

The Monastery Band is also known for its fighting skills. During their tours, they would drag any "enthusiastic fans" who dared to fight during a performance onto the stage and beat them to death on the spot, while still managing to censor the blood and gore for the sake of the audience.

The insect predator had Doris as its target from the beginning, and its operation of the criminal network in Xixi Keke was also a preparation for this.

Its original plan wasn't that ambitious; it only changed its strategy slightly after the news of the joint performance broke.

The insect-eating creature possesses a wealth of preparations accumulated over time; simply by offering this condition, it can gain the favor of various forces eager to disrupt the performance.

It's just sending people and providing sponsorships anyway; as long as the goal is achieved, it's a good thing.

It was precisely because of this accidental time difference in preparation that it became a brilliant move, turning the Bureau's vigilance during this period into a joke.

"However, as for why these things can be 'airdropped' directly onto the battlefield, that must be due to their abilities alone. This is beyond the scope of what can be done through prior preparation; we'll have to see how the insects themselves calculate it," Zheng Fan said.

"Speaking of which, may I ask who you are?" someone asked curiously after this point.

"Uh, he's a special advisor to the bureau," Hong Yiyi quickly explained.

Since the chief had said so, no one asked any more questions. There were many capable people in the bureau who didn't want to reveal information, so they naturally left it at that.

As the call came to an end, Zheng Fan and his group also finished their song.

Just then, Zheng Fan gently raised his hand.

The stage lighting effects suddenly stopped and then went out, plunging the venue into darkness.

Then a beam of light illuminated the darkness, focusing on a corner of the stage, revealing the figure of the tough guy covered in tattoos.

Not only the audience but also the other musicians backstage were puzzled. Was this person a stunt performer? What was the meaning of his sudden appearance at this moment?

"Next, we'll be performing a new song..."

Once everyone had a basic understanding of the person who had suddenly appeared in the venue, Zheng Fan spoke directly without explaining his previous intentions, and simply started talking about the new song.

Everyone's attention quickly shifted to the new song, which had only been playing for a short time.

The other members of the monastery band ignored him. As Zheng Fan finished speaking, Gao Song lowered his drumsticks, and the cymbals rang out, starting the melody.

The stage lights blazed again, and as a crimson beam pierced the mechanical priest, musical inspiration burst forth. Accompanied by the flashes of electric sparks from the electric guitar and the sweeping of notes, he kept up with the explosion of each drumbeat.

Doris enters with her violin bow on the strings, creating richer layers in the melody.

Tao Zhi's bass joined in, its deep bass becoming the perfect starting point for the rhythm, and when paired with the sounds of the Mora keyboard, the audience suddenly erupted in cheers.

(End of this chapter)