Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 651 Bank Debt Collection?
"Is the ability to create illusions here the same as the ability to extract factors from others?" Lu Chongming stood up and asked seriously. The chilling sight of these people's deaths was palpable.

We don't know the full extent of the impact or the strength of the effect of this ability of our opponent, so we must be vigilant.

He immediately sent this crucial intelligence to Zhou Yinzhu.

"Mr. Illusion, can you help me find out where there are survivors?" Lu Chongming quickly asked again.

"Wait a moment." Zheng Fan said, then fell into a brief daze. After a moment, he converted the information he had read, entered it into his fantasy phone, and sent it to Lu Chongming.

Lu Chongming watched as an enormous file was sent to him. When he opened it, it displayed a radar map that looked somewhat like a game.

"After it became a phantom world, the factory's spacetime began to fall into chaos, so for now, we can only use you as a base to create a radar. You can use it for now, I'll go offline for a bit."

"Huh? You...you're going offline?" Lu Chongming's unease was amplified.

He is able to stay here all alone with a clear conscience only because of this Zheng Fan. If Zheng Fan were not here, what would Lu Chongming do if he encountered that mysterious spokesperson, given his own understanding of his luck?
“Just for a little while, go switch to a guest account. Otherwise, even if I stay here, I can't do anything to help you except talk to you and offer some comfort.” Zheng Fan gave him a disdainful look.

“Hey…” Zheng Fan’s words make sense, but the psychological comfort it provides really does have a significant effect.

"You're not a pretty young girl, why are you clinging to me? I've already given you the wheelchair, and the memories in your head should come in handy. Just walk boldly." After saying that, Zheng Fan disappeared right in front of Lu Chongming.

Lu Chongming quietly called out "Mr. Illusion" a few times.

With no response, he could only clutch his phone tightly and continue exploring this place that felt like a horror game. Fortunately, he was still in contact with the rescue team, which eased some of the anxiety of being alone.

The rescue team has already made its current plans.

They first set aside manpower to search for and rescue survivors in the surrounding area, but the Wave Factory was very large and had a large workforce, so it was conservatively estimated that there would be many people who needed to be rescued.

It's unrealistic to expect them to save everyone directly, so they can only be used as a backup plan.

The primary objective now is to try to break through the illusion that surrounds the factory, which would significantly reduce rescue costs. After that, we can consider confronting the spokesperson whose whereabouts are unknown.

The rescue team was very efficient. After arriving at the factory, the intermittent communication improved somewhat. They used this to their advantage and, without even altering the terrain, managed to gather a large number of factory workers.

They then recounted the events leading up to the attack.

The Wave Factory was located in a dark suburb for research and weapons testing purposes, and it is relocated every few years to prevent it from being targeted by anything with ill intentions.

It is itself a super-giant mobile base.

When the incident occurred, they felt that countless colorful lights suddenly flashed in the sky, as if the dark night sky had suddenly been filled with stars.

Instantly, the factory came to a standstill, and several employees inexplicably rebelled, causing the Inspur factory to lose its ability to react immediately.

The next moment darkness descended, and with a violent tremor, the entire factory began to feel unfamiliar.

Every word the survivor uttered weighed heavily on the faces of the rescue team members.

Especially on the Bureau's side, an internal meeting just mentioned that a mysterious, super-inspired artist sent a message indicating that the Dark World had been eyeing them for a long time, and the strangeness revealed in every aspect of this incident proves this point.

The so-called spokespeople have been hiding for a long time and have not been directly confirmed by the capital. Under such circumstances, they have already begun to make their moves in the capital.

While most people are still preoccupied with internal strife, the likely reality weighs heavily on Zhou Yinzhu's mind.

The rescue team rallied and continued their operation, obtaining a list of some of the traitors.

It is also worth noting that among these survivors, there may be undetected traitors. This adds even more pressure to the rescue team.

What a mess this is!

Not only do you have to face the threat of an unknown spokesperson at any time, but you also have to rescue others under the cover of a highly integrated illusionary world. Why is there also a "werewolf" game segment?
After learning all this, Lu Chongming became even more cautious when acting alone.

He seemed to be walking through a large workshop area, and he keenly noticed that it wasn't just that the workshops were shut down; he hadn't seen many weapons along the way in this military factory! In fact, in this workshop that should have been in operation not long ago, he hadn't even seen a single bullet.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

A series of metallic clanging sounds came from a corner of the dimly lit workshop. Lu Chongming glimpsed a flash of golden light in surprise, indicating that two groups of people were engaged in combat. Was he really that lucky to have met up with the rescue team?

No, that's not right...

Upon closer inspection, Lu Chongming discovered that it was one person fighting against several others, and that person was not one of the rescue team members who had come with them.

The group that was attacking and surrounding that one person were several people wearing work clothes.

They must be factory workers.

Earlier, Lu Chongming should have gone to help the factory workers, but having just learned that there was a traitor in the factory, Lu Chongming was cautious and did not act rashly.

Who is the real identity of the man who is holding two guns and firing them in all directions?
Lu Chongming felt that the other person's face was somewhat familiar, and he should have seen him somewhere recently.

If you can't remember, just use the simplest method: search for related content on your device.

Soon, just as his eyes lit up, he was filled with even deeper doubts.

He knew who this person was.

Yi Yun, the renowned president and head of the Central Bank and Financial Center of Dadu, co-chairman of Dadu Central Financial Center, and a well-known scholar and mentor of the Rongfu Society!
Another identity is: Zheng Fan's number one wronged child, whom they do not know yet.

Although the circles did not overlap, since the previous meeting of the Bureau of Affairs had just mentioned the issue of cooperation and taking sides, the representative of the Rongfu Society and the Financial Alliance was naturally mentioned as well. Lu Chongming was glad that he did not slack off like his chief at the meeting.

But why would someone with such a special and important identity appear at this event?

How did he get here?
Just as Lu Chongming was pondering, Yi Yun whistled, and a large amount of dazzling golden light that looked very wealthy flashed. Lu Chongming caught a glimpse of several golden hunting dogs that appeared directly in a golden circular portal and rushed towards the people in the factory.

In no time at all, the previously stalemate shifted.

As Lu Chongming was observing, he immediately noticed a golden hunting dog rushing towards him at high speed.

The golden hound leaped through the air and closed in on Lu Chongming the instant he rushed out, biting him with its mouth.

Bang!
In a flash, Lu Chongming knocked the hunting dog to the ground.

The texture wasn't biological; it was a bit hard, but... Lu Chongming's mind quickly went through material-related knowledge that didn't belong to him.

"gold!?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than several golden retrievers surrounded him.

"Stop, we're on the same side." Yi Yun shouted, and the golden retriever quickly lost interest in him. Lu Chongming had previously been able to see a kind of fervor in those golden eyes.

The golden retriever that Lu Chongming had knocked down recovered from the critical hit in a flash. Without even glancing at Lu Chongming, it caught up with its own group.

“Brother, you’re worth a lot of money. My hunting dogs spotted you from a distance, and they moved so fast that I almost couldn’t stop them.” This bearded, rugged-looking man was wearing a suit with an overcoat over it. In addition, his cowboy boots and black cowboy hat made his style quite peculiar.

A suit and jeans?

With two guns, all except the grips, hanging at his waist, this person seemed somewhat flamboyant yet actually reserved, a rather contradictory figure.

"You are Mr. Yi Yun, right?"

"Yes, I know you too, young man, Lu Chongming, right? It's nice to meet you." The middle-aged man in a suit and jeans casually took off his hat in greeting, and the cowboy hat seemed to have turned into a top hat at that moment.

Does he know me?

Lu Chongming was a little puzzled, but he still asked the important question: "Why are you here?" He did not let his guard down around Yi Yun.

Yi Yun laughed heartily, took out a small wine flask that looked quite valuable, and took a sip: "Why are you here? Heh, of course I'm here to collect a debt from the bank."

His tone sounded carefree, yet it seemed to carry a faint melancholy and an indescribable sadness.

(End of this chapter)