Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 554 That Chief
You've been drenched in poop!

To be honest, the plan didn't include the expectation of "what if our ground cycling team gets flooded with poop," which is normally impossible.

They have a quick way to react and deal with any real miniature missile bombardment, but they really can't stop something like shit.

That wasn't ordinary shit; it was a massive, continuous ocean of shit!

If they had reacted immediately when they were hit by the poop, perhaps by activating a shield or something, things probably wouldn't have turned out this way. But is activating a high-tech shield just to block poop worth it?
It was actually very worthwhile, but they were all stunned at the time and didn't even have time to open it before the sea of ​​excrement came crashing down on them.

It's utterly hopeless right now. Some people's eyes have already rolled back, but they still have to keep going, they can't afford to slip and fall in this sea of ​​excrement.

It's one thing to die, but to survive and then be fished out of a sea of ​​excrement is truly hopeless.

Fortunately, this ordeal is finally coming to an end. They have successfully survived and met their savior.

Zheng Fan looked up, somewhat surprised, and quickly ordered the airdrop squadron to stop bombing and retreat: "Damn, the Pure White Society is really short of money."

In mid-air, an invisible silhouette vanished in an instant, but Zheng Fan keenly spotted it, and once its existence was recognized, it was completely exposed.

Aircraft!
Similar to the UAV model that Zheng Fan started "retiring" on Stanley Street, this is an aircraft capable of traversing multiple worlds.

"So that's how you planned to take them away," Zheng Fan realized.

The bird's claws held the phone, quickly typing and sending messages.

……

We've arrived at the processing station.

But they looked troubled as they saw the pile of excrement rushing towards them.

"This... the logistics team is going to be in big trouble."

"The logistics team asked in the group whether this counts as supernatural. They felt that birds dropping their droppings did not count as supernatural, so this should be handled by the regular sanitation department."

"These birds are obviously not ordinary birds, and their droppings are probably not ordinary droppings either. We should leave them to the logistics team to handle."

Despite the situation, Chief Shiraishi and his team remained calm, their expressions cold and serious: "Prepare to intercept them."

He received a message, picked up his phone and glanced at it, then looked up at the sky: "That's really impressive. But if we can leave it here, it would be a good enough marker."

"Proceed according to plan. No matter what they say at the time, shoot them dead if they resist. Once captured, restrict all their communication activities." Shiraishi reiterated what he had said before setting off.

This team is basically composed of the elite of Xixi Keke's Bureau, and he built them up from scratch, so they are trustworthy.

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, everyone stopped joking about bodily fluids and excrement, even though the scene before them was hardly a joke, and everyone immediately responded.

The next moment, Bai Shi revealed his white ruler. As thunder roared, he transformed into a bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky and struck the invisible flying machine in the air.

The people piloting the aircraft were stunned.

They were just about to provide backup for their teammates and forcibly take away the speeding taxi when they were discovered after descending only a little altitude!?
It's one thing to be discovered, but this neighborhood leader just leaped up from the ground and pounced on me?
"Bai Shi! Let's talk this out!" the aircraft immediately broadcasted, attempting to communicate. Bai Shi, however, completely ignored it, and lightning condensed into a ball at the end of the white ruler.

"you dare!"

Boom!

Thunder roared, and a ball of lightning enveloped the entire aircraft. The aircraft was severely damaged and plummeted downwards. Bai Shi had predicted the distance beforehand. The reason he rushed to smash the aircraft was not only because he was in a real hurry, but also because there was an open space nearby. By simply sinking the aircraft and letting it crash down, he could avoid causing any real loss of life or property damage.

Standing on the wreckage of the aircraft, Shiraishi's white uniform fluttered with the rising smoke. His black and white hair, which had been neglected for days and obscured some of his vision, still could not hide his lightning-like sharpness.

“I’ve even slapped Eliado Dict in the face, what else wouldn’t I dare to do?” His tone remained calm, making it hard to imagine him wavering.

Several people suddenly jumped out of the aircraft.

Bai Shi glanced at them and noticed they all possessed Seeds of Light. He had seen many similar people before, so they were easy to recognize. "The academy says you ruined your future and ended up as a hardworking chief in Xixi Keke, completely losing your spirit and becoming decadent. It seems that's not the case..." a man said, staring intently at Bai Shi.

"Ruining my future? So that's how the society evaluates me now? How ridiculous. I should tell Old Niu what he thinks." Although Bai Shi said this, his expression remained serious.

"Just like you scholars of the Pure White Society, each of you who think you're acting for a lofty ideal, and everything else is beneath your feet. I'm dedicated to turning all the scum like you who run rampant on my turf into scorched earth. I don't have high hopes, but if it can moisten the soil a little, it would be comparable to sewage."

"You called us excrement?!"

“No, you’re not even as good as sewage yet. You’re far worse than the excrement over there.” Bai Shi pointed with a ruler to the section of road in the distance that was filled with a foul stench.

At this point, most of the motorcyclists were intercepted and shot down by the authorities, and many ultimately could not escape the fate of swimming in a sea of ​​excrement.

Mo Mang safely entered their protective enclosure as instructed by the processing bureau. The birds didn't drop their droppings on the taxi, and he drove skillfully, avoiding most of the droppings that nearly hit the car; the taxi remained relatively clean.

When the car finally stopped, the staff from the handling department immediately went up to comfort him.

"Sir, thank you for your efforts. Please come down and rest."

Listening to the sounds around him, Mo Mang remained stunned for a long time before getting out of the car. Only after feeling himself grounded again, instead of feeling like he was about to fly in the rain of excrement, did he finally exhale.

"Comfortable."

While things were progressing steadily here, Shiraishi was also surrounded.

"Do you know anything about my prime?" Shiraishi asked, looking at the relatively young-looking people in front of him.

"What's the need to know anything special about a neighborhood leader? You may have had your glory days, but we're talking about the present and the future," someone scoffed.

“That’s very true.” Shiraishi held up the white ruler. “Therefore, the future stands behind me.”

"Varied……"

A crackling sound of electricity filled the air, followed by a continuous rumble of thunder, and blinding arcs of light pierced through the bodies of everyone around.

After the light faded, only a few charred and dismembered corpses remained at the scene.

Bai Shi glanced at the scene, not caring whether to leave any survivors. The presence of the aircraft beside him was far more convincing than the words of these people.

Suddenly, he looked up as if sensing something, as if he saw a black vortex flashing across the sky not far away.

Not paying much attention, Shiraishi lowered his head and continued to deal with the rest of the matters.

Zheng Fan looked at Bai Shi with surprise.

"Although the aura of his illusionary factors was mixed, it produced a unique effect after being activated. It was as if different illusionary abilities were arranged like mechanical gears, but the final effect of the machine itself was completely different from, and even far exceeded, those of the gears..."

This was the first time Zheng Fan had seen Shiraishi perform like this. The previous times he had only seen him unleash his electric powers, making him look exactly like a middle-aged Pikachu.

Now it's suddenly been discovered that this middle-aged Pikachu might actually be a "Pikachu god".

The discharge is merely a manifestation of his ability; he then extracts and condenses it using his weapon to enhance its effects for everyday use.

I think I misjudged his strength before.

However, as interesting as it was, and having had his fill of throwing shit, now that things were settled here, he should go back to find Lin Yilin.

It was Binary Girl herself who initially said that if she added a cat gun and toast, she would have a chance to win over Luo Shiyu.

Unfortunately, it still seems insufficient now.

(End of this chapter)