Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 236: Eastern Magic City
Since they decided to go to Todai to start a branch line, everyone set off immediately.

Even as one of the strongest teams in the entire reincarnation world, the Zhongzhou team's current flying props are still ridiculous flying brooms.

Chu Xuan didn't know whether he had made the Green Goblin skateboard or the Iron Man suit. The reason he was asking was that he lacked money and time.

I’m doing it. I’m doing it.

Because they were in a hurry to rescue people, Cheng Xiao, Lingdian and Saitoyi rode on two flying brooms and flew quickly towards India as soon as the meeting ended.

The others went to Shanghai, the Magic City of the East, a little later.

The Zhongzhou team now has a large number of members, but everyone has been strengthened, so there is no need to adjust their status.

In this way, the group, with their heads still dizzy after just being resurrected, hurriedly embarked on a journey eastward.

However, flying across continents on a broomstick is undoubtedly a daunting challenge.

The current flying broom is already the third generation improved version created by Chu Xuan, and its normal cruising speed is close to Mach 1.

Chu Xuan even went so far as to install six electrophoretic jet nozzles inside the furry broom, which could reach a speed of Mach 2.5 in a short period of time.

To be honest, the flying broom has strong enchantment, is extremely cost-effective and does not consume much energy. It is indeed a good flying tool.

Moreover, the appearance of the first generation made Zhao Yingkong look like a magical girl, which was acceptable.

However, the appearance of this third generation was repeatedly modified by Chu Xuan and Qi Teng, and even the last bit of the fairy tale filter was broken.

It is full of the wild aesthetic of green technology.

However, except for the three fourth-level fighters and Zhao Yingkong, for people like Zhan Lan and Ming Yanwei with physical fitness, it is not a comfortable thing to rely on their bodies to withstand several times the wind pressure.

Zhuang Boshi was very glad that his Eye of Horus could fly and he didn't have to ride that broken broom.

By the way, why doesn’t Chu Xuan make some electromagnetic flying wings for everyone? Technology and energy should not be a problem now.

Why does he still insist on promoting flying brooms?

Is this guy laughing at everyone?

"We won't be shot down, right?" Zheng Zha clamped his legs tightly together and said worriedly.

"Don't worry. At our current speed, there's no way aircraft of this era could catch up to us. Furthermore, guided missiles and surveillance satellites haven't been invented yet."

Zhuang Boshifei said beside Zheng Zha, holding the black dog brought from Egypt in one hand.

Originally, Zhao Yingkong wanted him to take her flying, but Ming Yanwei suddenly suggested trying the idea of ​​flying freely in the sky.

But Zhuang Boshi couldn't take two people with him, so now the two women could only ride on their flying brooms with depressed looks on their faces, just like Zhan Lan.

Lao Qi, no one wants to ride your flying broom!

During this journey, they almost crossed the entire Arabian territory. The beautiful scenery below made everyone forget the discomfort in their buttocks. Their interest gradually increased and they began to talk and laugh.

Especially when Zhan Lan talked about his mental battle with the Devil Team in Resident Evil, everyone was very relieved to hear it.

If Zhan Lan had not been so ruthless as to take down the two psychics of the Demon Team with the intention of dying together, the team battle might have had a lot more variables.

After all, Biochemical No. 2 Zhongzhou has a comprehensive information advantage.

Even in the end, the Demon Team did not fully understand the specific information about Zhongzhou.

Zheng Zha told everyone about the clone's experience for the first time, which made Zhan Lan feel a little sympathetic.

"Showing mercy to the enemy is a luxury that belongs to the victor. If we had lost and all died, I wonder if anyone would have mercy on us." Zhuang Boshi sighed.

The Devil Team has a lot of scum in it, and Zhu Wen was almost ruined.

Zhuang Boshi's words silenced Zhan Lan and Zheng Zha.

Although Ming Yanwei knew that there was a clone of her in the Demon Team, the two had never met, so she would not be so sentimental.

"Yes, if we lost, even if I could return to the main god space with the resurrection cross, I would probably still be like a headless fly, wondering how to resurrect everyone." Zheng Zha sighed after pondering for a moment.

"After all, I can't defeat Set by myself."

"If you were the only one left, you would definitely resurrect Chu Xuan first. With his brain, you can avoid taking detours." Zhuang Boshi said.

"If I were to resurrect all of you, I wouldn't know when that would be." Zheng Zha shook his head.

"Chu Xuan, the wind is making my eyes dry. Can't you put on a wind shield?"

Chu Xuan sneered: "Stupid, why don't you wear a pair of windproof glasses."

"Ka!"

Time passed quickly as we chatted along the way.

The Zhongzhou team has traveled halfway around the world, crossing almost the entire Eurasian continent along the way.

Countless mountains, forests, deserts and plains appear alternately under your feet, changing non-stop.

No matter what the scenery is, it has a unique flavor when viewed from the air.

As time went by and the earth slowly rotated, the East Asian region where China is located gradually fell into darkness.

When everyone stepped onto Chinese territory on their skateboards, it was already completely dark.

At this time in China, except for a few cities, other regions were caught up in fierce war.

However, among these few cities, lights are on all night long, and Shanghai is one of them.

Although the whole of China was already filled with smoke of war, Shanghai, this weathered metropolis, has resumed normal operations at an almost unimaginable speed due to the game between various forces.

It’s just that Shanghai today is much more chaotic than before.

Shanghai is in turmoil and the situation is changing rapidly.

Since the Japanese captured the city, the rich and powerful have only changed their emperor as long as they pay tribute.

The songs continue to be sung, the dances continue to be performed, and the wine continues to be drunk.

Those tycoons are still living a life of drunkenness and dreams, and seem to be no different from before.

The lives of ordinary people became even more difficult, and they could only beg for charity from the wealthy and powerful.

And those patriots who were devoted to the country and lurking in the dark undoubtedly felt the prelude to the turmoil.

However, the Japanese army acted contrary to its usual practice, gathering heavy troops in Shanghai and even slowing down its attack on Changsha.

The Combined Fleet's battleships, including the Ise, Hyuga, and Kirishima, and their battlecruisers were assembled in Shanghai, on high alert. Many self-proclaimed upper-class individuals, or those with inside information, believed the Japanese army was planning another major persecution, fearing a repeat of the Nanjing tragedy in Shanghai.

Only those who really knew the inside story understood that the Japanese were trying to protect a mysterious treasure shipped from Shaanxi.

But no one knows what this treasure is.

Some people say that it is the dragon vein of the Chinese land. As long as Japan masters the dragon vein, it will be able to become the master of China and enjoy it for thousands of years.

Others heard that it was a Buddha head, the head of the future Buddha Maitreya. It was rumored that this Buddha head contained a shocking secret that could disrupt the world situation.

There are also rumors that a mysterious figure named Wang presented a treasure to the Japanese, which was a map of the ancient Tongjing.

Not only does it contain unimaginable wealth, it also contains the "ultimate" secret of the world.

There are many rumors, all of which are true.

And it became more and more outrageous. In the end, it was said that the key to the ninth heaven was leaked.

Therefore, although the entire Shanghai Bund still looks prosperous on the surface, there are undercurrents and unpredictable situations inside.

But soon this glory will be completely gone.

In order to avoid making too much noise, we started fighting right away.

The Zhongzhou team found a suburban landing spot, hijacked two cars and drove into the city of Shanghai.

The journey was smooth.

Although the density of checkpoints set up by Japanese and puppet troops along the way was somewhat abnormal, there was a checkpoint almost every mile.

Moreover, the inspection was very strict. You could not enter without a pass. The soldiers were armed with live ammunition and machine guns.

And no matter what, if you suspect there is a problem, just take action.

This made the Zhongzhou team, who wanted to experience sneaking into Shanghai disguised as agents, very dissatisfied, so they threw all the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops into the sea to feed the fish.

It is more unobstructed.

We drove on and off all the way and arrived in Shanghai. It was almost night now.

Several members of the Zhongzhou team looked at the Bund. The city lights came on, and countless neon lights flashed, outlining the outline of the city.

This amazed everyone.

The Magic City of the East lives up to its reputation.

It’s a pity that there are so many blood, flesh and dead bones under the flowers.

"How about we go eat some hairy crabs, which are only eaten by poor people in Shanghai?" The big-breasted writer's eyes sparkled when he saw this scene.

Having satisfied my literary and artistic hobbies, I can’t wait to experience the Shanghai style of this era.

"Shanghai doesn't have any special food. Do you want to try the soup dumplings and scallion oil noodles in Chenghuang Temple?" Zhuang Boshi curled his lips.

The black dog seemed a little dizzy from the flying broom and lay sickly at his feet.

Shanghai, like Beijing, is a food desert with a lot of delicious food.

Anything claiming to be from old Shanghai or Beijing is usually quite unpalatable.

"Don't even mention whether there is a City God Temple now, but I think only tourists eat things like xiaolongbao!" Zheng Zha also complained.

"Aren't the main reasons for coming to Shanghai to visit CityWalk? There's no Disneyland in this era," said Zhuang Boshi.

"What do you mean by 'my science'?" Zheng Zha looked confused. "Disney? What Disney? Is there going to be a Disney in Shanghai?"

"Let's find a hotel to stay in first and wait until tomorrow." Ming Yanwei wanted to experience the most luxurious Peace Hotel in Shanghai.

Everyone looked around curiously. Shanghai in the 1940s was both strange and familiar to everyone.

This old-fashioned building, with its neither Chinese nor Western decorative style, and the old-fashioned trams that occasionally pass through the center of the road, are scenes that often appear in film and television works about the Republic of China.

In everyone's imagination, old Shanghai should be surrounded by decadent music, and its nightlife is far richer than that of many second- and third-tier cities in later generations, where bars, KTVs and street stalls have been closed down due to the creation of civilized and hygienic cities.

But when they entered the city, they found that Shanghai, which should have been bustling with lights and wine, was now a little deserted.

But there were not many people on the street, and even if there were pedestrians, they were in a hurry.

Most of the shops were also closed. I don’t know if they were closing at night or for some other reason.

Moreover, Japanese soldiers were driving through the city in truckloads, and there were even tanks.

"What's going on?" Ming Yanwei was a little surprised.

Zhuang Boshi pointed at the Japanese and said, "The Japanese are coming out so frequently, they must be carrying out persecution."

"These bastards!" Zheng Zha gritted his teeth.

"Zhan Lan, scan the entire Shanghai and see what happened." Zhuang Boshi commanded.

As soon as he finished speaking, several gunshots were heard.

Suddenly, a group of Japanese soldiers rushed out from the corner of the street not far away, and said something to a few people.

A gentle-looking man wearing glasses and a little thin, staggered to the other side with a package in his arms.

Unfortunately, he tripped over a broom on the ground and rolled in front of several people.

"Is this brother okay?" Zheng Zha wanted to help him up, but suddenly he sensed something and looked towards the intersection with murderous intent.

Boom, boom, boom.

It was the sound of tank tracks rolling across the road.

The man seemed not to hear, and tremblingly took out two broken tiles from his arms and threw them into the air.

Zhuang Boshi grabbed the thing in his hand.

"My friend, are you okay?" Zhuang Boshi asked with his head tilted.

The man seemed to wake up from a dream, looking at Zhuang Boshi with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

(End of this chapter)