This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 271 Public Hazards
As night deepened, the cold lights within City C3366 remained, but the black figure had completely blended into the southern darkness, leaving no trace.

In the city, although Liang Zhenduan issued an order to remain inactive, the undercurrents did not subside.

A detailed report on the appearance of Administrator 2 at C3366 and his interaction with the city system, along with eyewitness testimonies from the Explorers' Camp, was sent to Heido with the highest level of confidentiality.

Analysts repeatedly pondered the system message, "Authentication successful. Welcome back, Administrator Number Two," and nervously analyzed it in conjunction with intelligence from various sources.

Three days after Nie Weiyang left Gushi, the transfer order from Pingdu and the new administrator arrived in Gushi almost simultaneously.

Without a grand farewell ceremony, Liang Zhenduan and several core members quietly set off for the capital after a brief handover with their escorts.

The city continues its daily routine, the new administrators are highly capable, and all reconstruction efforts are in full swing, creating a thriving scene.

Only occasionally would someone glance in the direction of C3366, a trace of inexplicable melancholy passing through their heart—

Neither their departed friend nor the fleetingly glimpsed second administrator could truly reach them. What was the connection between the two? They didn't know. But both had saved their lives.

Nearly a month later, on the banks of the Yangtze River.

Liang Zhenduan and his entourage, weary from their long journey, are taking a short rest in a safe area by the river.

The bridge spans north and south, the river water is turbid and swift, and the scenery on the opposite bank is shrouded in misty water vapor.

Just then, the dense reeds beside them rustled, and a figure emerged.

The person who arrived was dressed in clothes simply sewn together from large, tough plant leaves, so cool they were almost primitive, but his face wore a leisurely smile that didn't match his attire.

He was happily munching on a skewer of unidentifiable vegetables when he waved to the wary crowd, "Hey, you're here?"

"Who are you?" Liang Zhenduan asked, slightly surprised.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I know Bai Yu and I also know Nie Weiyang." Lang Benye chuckled, took out a letter wrapped tightly in oil paper, and handed it over. "This is from Nie Weiyang. If you had come a few days earlier, you could have had a meal with him."

Liang Zhenduan's pupils flickered slightly as he took the letter.

The oil paper wrapping felt substantial and provided excellent protection.

“He…” Liang Zhenduan wanted to ask something.

Lang Benye waved his hand, interrupting him: "He didn't say much, he just told me to give this to you. He also gave me a special instruction," he imitated Nie Weiyang's instruction, deliberately lowering his voice to become deep and magnetic: "'Don't look at it, when you get to Pingdu, let the right person open it in the right place.'"

He finished the last bite of the vegetable skewer, tossed the bamboo stick aside, and it turned into specks of green light in mid-air, merging into the soil beneath his feet.

"I've delivered the goods, I'm off!" After saying that, without waiting for Liang Zhenduan to thank him or give him a reward, he disappeared into the reeds again, as if he had never been there.

—What Nie Weiyang specifically told him not to look at must be a big bomb. What if Liang Zhenduan disobeys and insists on opening it if he doesn't run away?
Liang Zhenduan held the letter, feeling its immense weight. He stuffed it into his backpack and said to his entourage in a deep voice, "Speed ​​up and get to Pingdu as soon as possible."

—What Nie Weiyang specifically told him not to look at was definitely a bombshell, and he absolutely could not let his guard down!

After another half month of trekking, Liang Zhenduan finally arrived in Pingdu.

This capital city had displayed an order and vitality far surpassing that of the old city. Towering, complex fortifications, well-ordered roads, and the characteristic bustle of a large settlement all indicated that it remained the undisputed core. Liang Zhenduan immediately gave his report, detailing his work in the old city and his observations along the way. Finally, he solemnly presented the letter, forwarded by Lang Benye and personally kept by Nie Weiyang, and relayed that strange instruction.

"The right person in the right place..." The top leadership attaches great importance to this.

—What Nie Weiyang specifically instructed us not to read is definitely a bombshell; whoever reads the letter might have to leave a suicide note. We need to choose this person carefully…

After a brief discussion, the order was issued.

Deep underground at the Heidu Research Institute, in a secure room, the air was slightly cool and dry.

An elderly man with gray hair but sharp eyes like a hawk—one of the founders of the research and application of spiritual power in China, and currently one of the core figures in the research of spiritual power in Pingdu—took a deep breath and carefully opened the oiled paper letter under the watchful eyes of several high-ranking officials and security personnel.

The letter paper was a common, rough sheet of paper, with only one line of clear yet incredibly concise words written in charcoal:

"The moon is the 'Hope Space Station,' it has been infected by star stones."

Inside the safe room, there was a deathly silence.

The people of Pingdu didn't know what the Hope Space Station meant, but they had certainly seen the name before. What they knew even better was what the Star Stone meant—a terrifying object from deep space that brought mental pollution, a tombstone of extraterrestrial arrival.

The old man's hands were trembling, not from mental exhaustion, but from emotional distress.

...This is truly a bombshell!
The moon occupies an irreplaceable niche in human culture. And the moon of the new world, even though it occasionally brings death and terror, still embodies the longing of countless people… But its true nature is actually a space station infected by asteroids?

what?
Wait a minute, where is that space station located? It's hanging in the sky and looks so huge. Or is it larger than human imagination?

The shock of this news was absolutely devastating. The high-level mentalists who rushed in stared at the letter; every now and then, one or two would experience a momentary blackout and be forced to retreat from the safe room.

They finally understood why Nie Weiyang was being so cautious. If this news were leaked, the resulting panic and chaos would be devastating.

As for why Nie Weiyang wrote this information down on paper and then had someone deliver it...

First of all, in Nie Weiyang's judgment, Lang Benye must be trustworthy in this matter.

Secondly—if Lang Benye is not trustworthy and opens this letter, he will die faster than anyone else.

"Classify this as top secret," a steady voice broke the silence after a long pause. "Re-analyze all observational data regarding the 'moon,' 'blood moon,' and 'blood moon ascent event.' Find all information related to the 'space station' from the database, quickly!"

The order was given swiftly. The door to the safety room closed slowly, locking in shock and heaviness.

Meanwhile, in the far southwest, Nie Weiyang was traversing a dense forest.

He has already left China.

A public hazard alert is popping up on his system interface.

Level 3, Orange.

(End of this chapter)