Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

After all, although piracy continues despite repeated bans, this grey market has also attracted the attention of many people. Some companies will arrange for spokespeople to participate in it, or even deliberately release pirated copies - even if the profits are not as good as the genuine ones, it can still play a role in publicity and marketing.

"Either you have big business or you have big trouble."

Fang Bailu thought silently in his heart: Many times, these two things go hand in hand.

"Is it because Fu Yisheng is in trouble, and he wants to get a piece of the pie? Or is it..."

As he thought about it, he jumped down from the edge of the concrete ruins and joined the horse thieves' caravan.

The horse thieves spread out in a circle, and the holographic projections emitted from the rear of the car built a wall of sandstorm, surrounding Fang Bailu in the middle.

Fang Bailu stepped forward and shook hands with Ye Xiao:

The Night Owl does not blink: his eyes have been modified to stay moist and do not need the protection of eyelids. This makes his gray eyes look particularly scary when he stares at people, which often brings miraculous results in negotiations.

"Xiao Fang, I haven't seen you for a while."

There was a long interval between each word uttered from Night Owl's mouth, which was cut to the base of his ears, like a slow-motion recording.

Fang Bailu nodded and withdrew his hand - the palm of the Night Owl was hard and rough, and very uncomfortable to hold.

Night Owl turned his mouth and spit out a dry cigarette. He rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and the fingertips became red and radiated heat. Then he placed his fingertips, which were emitting a dark orange light and were like a branding iron, on the cigarette, and curls of smoke came out from the contact point:

"I heard that your shop has become a Taoist property?" Ye Xiao held the handlebars with one hand and shook off the cigarette ash with the other hand, "Very good, very good..."

This is not a secret news. The samples of Pan Asia Military Industry have been sent over.

Fang Bailu nodded: "Thanks to Xiao Shuai for his usual support for our shop."

Night Owl put the cigarette in his mouth and took a long breath. The yellowish-white cigarette burned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"But don't get too close to the people in the Microcomputer Taoism Research Society...it may not be good for your business."

"Hmm? What does that mean?"

Fang Bailu didn't even raise an eyebrow, but he started calculating in his mind.

This was the first time Fang Bailu had heard such biased words from Ye Xiao: for someone like him, this was simply an attempt to win him over.

Night Owl took out another cigarette and lit it with the still sparking cigarette end:

"I have brought the goods you want. But I am going to the city this time, not only to do this business with you. I am also going to visit 'Antiques', 'Wonderful Products', 'Geek Grocery Store'... I will also go to these places."

Fang Bailu was familiar with the names mentioned by Ye Xiao: these were the counterparts of Fang’s Hardware Store in the underground network.

Fang Bailu felt his heart beating rapidly, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up:

"Is Pan Asia Military Industry also going to fail?" Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary - no matter what the Night Owl suddenly wants to find these middlemen, it must be related to the immortal's physical body. The simpler the cause and effect relationship, the more likely it is to be the true answer.

"Why bother looking for those stores? No matter what the business is, Fang's Hardware Store will definitely be able to take it over."

“I definitely can’t eat it.”

Fang Bailu knew that this kind of business that required the cooperation of multiple companies was definitely not something he could accomplish with his current lack of manpower. He just deliberately put on an enthusiastic attitude to get more information from Ye Xiao.

"Can your intelligence network cover the whole city? Don't worry, kid! With our friendship, there will be plenty of good business for you in the future."

Ye Xiao grinned till his ears and slammed his palm on Fang Bailu's shoulder.

“Cover the whole city? It seems that they are looking for someone or something within Kuala Lumpur…”

Fang Bailu ignored the severe pain from the violent slap on his shoulder, and just carefully pondered the little information leaked by Night Owl.

Ye Xiao extinguished the remaining cigarette butt in his palm and stared at Fang Bailu:

"I have brought all the goods you want. But I can't just sell them to you."

He put the charred cigarette butt back into his mouth as if it were some kind of candy:

"I won't charge for this batch of goods. As long as you promise me one thing - if you can help me complete it, the benefits will be much greater than a mere property. And maybe I can get you an outsourcing contract from Pan Asia Military Industry."

This was the first time that Ye Xiao had almost directly stated his connection with Pan Asia Military Industry.

"I will still offer real money for this batch of goods. After all, there is no reward without merit! But since Commander Xiao has asked me for help, Fang's Hardware Store will definitely do its best!"

Fang Bailu sneered inwardly:

"Free things are the most expensive. And you want to use these few boxes of weapons as a deposit?"

"Hahaha! You think it's too little, right? You're greedier than your old man. Tell me, what do you want?"

The corners of Night Owl's mouth split along his cheeks, revealing a terrifying smile, but there was no smile in his gray eyes.

Fang Bailu pretended not to see it:

"You're too polite, Mr. Xiao! I just want a spot on the 'Dead City' exploration team. The goods from those junk guys are so bad lately that the customers on the street are complaining."

The "dead cities" are the real tombs of the old world - these underground bunker cities contain countless relics. But only professionals can avoid the restrictions and explore them. Otherwise, even the most experienced garbage collectors can only pick up things on the periphery.

Although Fang Bailu obtained the "sword handle" selfie stick, it was far from enough: especially after meeting Night Owl - he didn't want to have no room to struggle and turn around in the collision of super enterprises.

The "Dead City" is currently the most likely place for him to obtain mobile phone applications and peripherals - but there is no channel to enter. These relics that may be useless to others may be treasures to the other party, Bai Lu.

Not to mention that as a former citizen, he might be able to gain something else.

Night Owl narrowed his gray eyes slightly:

"They found some big collector client, huh? That's fine. I'll remember to call you when they go to 'Searching for Dragons and Dividing Gold' or something in a couple of days."

"But you have to help me do this first..."

The pair of unblinking eyes stared at Fang Bailu, revealing an inexplicable meaning:

"I need you to find something—"

Night Owl slapped the back of his head hard, as if trying to slap the memory out of his brain:

"What's that? Ah, 'seven-character quatrain'. Do you know what that is?"

"Isn't it the immortal's flesh and blood... it's a poem?"

Fang Bailu blinked - looking at Ye Xiao's unmoving eyeballs made her eyes a little sore:

"Ah... what is it? An implant?"

Of course, he knew what the seven-character quatrain meant, at least better than most people today. But if he showed off his knowledge without thinking, it might arouse suspicion - who knew if Pan Asia Military Industry was also looking for the living dead?

"Haha, you are uneducated! This is a format of Pan-Asian ancient poetry."

"This is what you want to pay attention to for me - a poem."

Night Owl moved his face closer, and Fang Bailu saw the smoldering cigarette butt emitting white smoke from his throat:

"Remember that. The only name I know is—"

"The Song of Metamorphosis."

Chapter 78 Seven-character quatrain (II)

The suburban bandits' convoy retracted the holographic transmitters on the rear of their vehicles and continued to drive into the city. They dispersed on the main road, forming groups of three and disappearing into the alleys.

Fang Bailu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the caravan of horse thieves that had melted into Kuala Lumpur like water.

Judging from the short conversation between Night Owl and himself, they have split up into small teams in the city, and it may not be as simple as just looking for a few other middlemen.

"I'm afraid these horse thieves want to stay in the city for a while?"

Fang Bailu lowered his head and moved his fingers on his palm:

"Metamorphosis Song".

Fang Bailu has seen a lot of poetry these days - a new style of cyber poetry written with variant characters, images and symbols is quite popular among young people. But ancient poetry...

Fang Bailu reached his hand into his pocket and stroked the surface with his sensitive fingertips: printed on it were the sharp and powerful words "How can I get the sword of heaven, to cross the sea and slay the whale"

But this is definitely not the "seven-character quatrain" mentioned by Night Owl.

In addition, there is the audio played by the previous owner in the memory box:

"I wish I could bestow upon everyone the elixir in the cauldron, which would serve as a wake-up call to the foolish and ignorant."

"Is that it? But there are only two sentences... maybe it's part of it?"

He smiled bitterly: If he had to say there was any clue, Fang Bailu felt that "Shou Niang" must know something.

Fang Bailu could never forget that it was Shou Niang who hinted that there were some problems with his revival - and the facts were just as Shou Niang said.

Fang Bailu pinched the Jingming point between his eyes - he began to understand why Ye Xiao wanted to transform his eyes: the soreness brought by fatigue was really uncomfortable.

"Why is it a poem? Is there some message hidden in this 'seven-character quatrain'? Or should we find the author..."

He intuitively felt that this was definitely related to the immortal's physical body.

the most important is:

“How can you be sure you found the right one?”

Taking rhythm, rhyme, and number of words as conditions, as long as there is enough computing power, any poem can be found by exhaustive enumeration - but how do we determine what is a "poem" and what is just a combination of words?

There was something wrong with the reward offered by Night Owl. There was no verification method, and no other clues, so it was completely in the dark.

But Fang Bailu didn't care: knowing what Pan Asia Military Industry was "looking for" was already information worth pondering. As for the quota for the exploration team of the "Dead City", it was not only Yexiao who could get it.

Whether you can find it or not depends on luck.

"Let's go back to the store!"

Fang Bailu waved at Xiaoxin: This time, the suburban horse gangs will come out in full force, and Ye Xiao took the initiative to unload the guns he bought directly to the hardware store. This also saved the cost of hiring KC to deliver the goods.

"Something's wrong." Xiaoxin suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Fang Bailu was stunned: this was the first sentence that Xiaoxin said after arriving at the edge of the city.

Xiao Xin pointed the "gripper" in the direction where the bandits disappeared and tapped his respirator:

"That bandit leader. The cigarettes he smokes are not right."

……

The prosthetic limped, unpacked the outer packaging of the box, and laid out the guns one by one beside him. Xiaoxin lent a hand: Although he looked unruly, he was diligent after accepting the job.

Fang Bailu lay in the rocking chair and thought - he had become more and more accustomed to multitasking, and could even let his prosthesis do some delicate work at the same time.

He originally wanted to ask Xiaoxin what the secret was about the respirator and the smoke inside it - but Xiaoxin remained silent on all such questions, so Fang Bailu had to give up for the time being.

According to Mr. Huang Wuye's report, the company clerk has not yet returned to "Haji Taiyi Lane" to visit his "Jijie" who is "hiding his mistress in a golden house". This is the only "exclusive information" in his hands, so he naturally has to pay more attention to it.

Fang Bailu scratched his head: Now he was still thinking about another question - whether to cooperate with Shou Niang. It had been a few days since she made this invitation, but it seemed that she was not in a hurry to get a reply from Fang Bailu.

But after meeting with Ye Xiao today, Fang Bailu had the idea of ​​getting information from Shou Niang. The current situation was like a mess, and his intelligence network was completely useless.

"Otherwise, we can just fight with Anbennola again and seize the information by force..."

Fang Bailu is no longer the same as before - with the existence of the "mobile phone flying sword", he is no longer a simple hardware store owner equipped with a mess of props and fond of fancy tactics.

Coupled with the three yang meridians of the foot implanted in his legs, in complex terrain with ample room for maneuver - such as street fighting in high-rise buildings - he is even confident that he can fight against multiple experienced swordsmen at the same time.

If Fang Bailu's combat capability were to be repaired or even modified with his prosthetic body, he would probably be even more powerful: after all, he is good at flexible tactics and resource allocation.

only--

I wonder if my "cell phone" can deal with Anbennola's "orchid" and her fist?

As the actual sword master of "Orchid Grass", Fang Bailu would not be directly harmed by it. But if it could restrict the "mobile phone", then Fang Bailu would not have the means to confront Anbennola head-on.

"After all, my nervous system has not been modified, so my reaction can't keep up. I definitely can't compete with 'sword fighting' or something like that. Just block my phone and it will be fine."

Not to mention Anbennola's terrifying body after transformation - the confrontation at the oil tower that night and the sight of her easily pinching Mr. Kui's little ghost made Fang Bailu a little scared.

Judging from the current situation, unless Fang Bailu uses the "Zhu Xie" filter to take a sneak shot first, her chances of winning are not great.

However, it is not necessary to fight against Anbennola... If we can figure out Anbennola's purpose in this vortex, maybe we can pull her to our side?

Fang Bailu recalled the known information:

Anbennola holds an "immortal's inner elixir" in her hand, and tries to trade it with "Cang Yangzi", a Qigong practitioner who is a member of the Yanshi Club... and when she tells herself about her pursuit of the immortal's physical body, that desire doesn't seem like a disguise.

"It seems that the Yin spirit knew about the existence of the 'immortal body' before? So, its master with a sheep's head and a human body may have some clues."

According to what Mercy Blade said before, the "external incarnation" of that guy left in Huang Wuye's memory took one look at Fang Bailu's electronic body and "disappeared into ashes". Fang Bailu had previously stopped him from continuing to track down Mercy Blade out of a desire to protect him - after all, Mercy Blade would have difficulty winning a cyber battle against a Qigong practitioner who could use his Yin spirit to leave his body.

But if we attack his entity directly, it might be a reasonable choice: as far as Fang Bailu knows, the Yin Ling under "Cang Yang Zi" died at the hands of An Bennola, and Huang Wuye is now squatting in Fang's hardware store to guard the door. Then "Cang Yang Zi"'s combat power in reality may be very little: Yin Ling and Huang Wuye's downward carriers are high-end goods. If his resources are rich enough to use them as cannon fodder, Fang Bailu is afraid that he would have been dead on the street.

And with a clue, we should be able to locate this "Cang Yangzi" - and it just so happens that we can use it once this month.