High-level martial arts: Contract cashback, invincible starting from the Zerg.

"The neuromechanical matrix of the giant ley line reactor has been repaired." Li Chongji wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the repair equipment in his hand, and turned on the walkie-talkie to say.

"Very good, The Forgotten Ones thanks you for your efforts."

A man's voice came through the walkie-talkie, but Li Chongji felt no pride whatsoever.

As a descendant who once held the highest technical authority over the underground city, Li Chongji knew about the unfair treatment his father suffered when he escaped the underground city, and had even considered taking revenge on society out of anger.

My father was once a contributor to the great cause of mankind, yet in the face of absolute righteousness, personal interests can still be trampled on by those in power.

This made the young Li Chongji indignant, and he even attacked his father.

However, whenever family disputes occur...

Of the three who sought refuge in the small village, the father would always point to the mother cooking in the kitchen and constantly comfort his young son.

At that time, his father was still young and was a highly educated person in Haixing City, so he naturally found a way to persuade the young Li Chongji.

It was around that time that Li Chongji seemed to realize that his father had not been crushed; he had been striving to find hope in living and was working steadfastly towards it.

Since then, Li Chongji has never felt insecure again.

On the contrary, he had more reason to be confident than any of his peers—because he knew his parents had the ability to handle any difficulty and unwavering confidence.

"Craftsman... what are you thinking about?"

A dull voice came from above Li Chongji; it was the demon-suppressing man who had brought Li Chongji here.

Looking at her blank expression, Li Chongji smiled contemptuously.

"Your boss sent me here to work, but he didn't say I couldn't think, right, Ms. Forbidden Magic?"

The Demon Slayer pondered for a moment, but his face, with its distinct features, remained devoid of any emotion.

"Anti-magic users are a special combat profession. They may have powerful psionic talents. However, their psionic talents are extremely unique. They cannot unleash powerful moves, but rather use them to create domains that counter psionic moves. Such people are usually recruited by city governments to become one of the means by which the government checks and balances the city guard."

The magic suppressor, who was connected to the mysterious man, did not respond.

Li Chongji, as if he had expected this, immediately snorted coldly.

"In the dungeon's setting, there's also a doomsday protocol. I must find its existence before he does and then destroy his evil plan."

"If there's nothing else, I'm going back now," Li Chongji said to the anti-magician.

The Demon Slayer's handsome face remained completely expressionless as he stared blankly at himself.

"Rest assured, I also obey your master. We both have an unforgettable past."

Li Chongji sneered, then picked up the toolbox beside him and started walking towards the control room.

......

At this moment, in the government hall, the temporary residence of the special envoy delegation.

Several psionic guards were stationed at the entrance to the government hall.

The armor they wore was a type of battle armor called "Prism Armor," each set possessing defensive stats comparable to a Xuan-level cultivation technique, as well as trading value.

The entropy-splitting halberds they wielded could not only cleave through Xuan-level defensive techniques, but also fire 60 high-energy bullets in a short time, instantly destroying heavily armored enemy units.

Therefore, each member of the Psionic Guard is equivalent to a peak Xuan-rank expert.

More importantly, they all possessed unparalleled loyalty to the Great Xia Kingdom.

At this moment, on the second floor of the government hall, Special Envoy Xia Zhi was looking down at the staff of Haixing City below.

She was still wearing that long black robe, the emblem of the Great Xia Kingdom's dragon sewn onto her regent's coat. In her right hand, she held a long-handled scepter inlaid with starlight stones, the tiny arcs of electricity within the stones dancing like imprisoned spirits.

Those pale blue eyes sparkled with the brilliance of ideals like jewels, yet there was not a trace of a smile on their faces.

"By the summer solstice, Li Chongji had disappeared, and the fish had taken the bait."

The speaker was Feng Qingai, the garrison commander of the Tianji Pavilion, who had met Chen Feng several times. The Tianji Pavilion was an organization with a political status comparable to that of the Great Xia Kingdom.

This organization originated from Feng Xing, the first member who founded the Tianji Pavilion. He once used the Star Orbit Entropy Balance Technique and the Soul Script Heavenly Craft Strategy to preserve an important force of resistance for the Great Xia Kingdom when the colossal beasts attacked.

At the same time, they accurately predicted the time when the super-giant beast apocalypse would end, allowing the people of the Great Xia Kingdom who survived in the underground city to survive to the greatest extent possible.

However, neither the Great Xia envoy nor the officials had any goodwill towards the members of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion who relied on the art of fate prediction to form their own school.

Because as long as you are below them in rank, they can ignore your soul power and directly see into your inner thoughts. Such terrifying insight is immediately feared by all those who have secrets in their hearts.

"As long as they don't affect other cities, we don't need to take action," Special Envoy Xia Zhi said coldly.

"Of course, a mere magical artifact from the Eagle Kingdom wouldn't require us to act together. Chen Feng alone is probably enough," Feng Qingai said jokingly.

"Jokes aside, serious matters are serious matters."

Feng Qingai sighed and looked in the direction that Special Envoy Xia Zhi was looking, but all she saw was an endless expanse of city buildings.

At this moment, Feng Qingai looked at Xia Zhi with a hint of curiosity, her eyes sparkling.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was a peerless beauty he admired.

Special Envoy Xia Zhi clearly felt Feng Qingai's gaze, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Just say what you want to say."

Feng Qingai scratched her cheek with her index finger, a little embarrassed, and asked, "What if you get angry if I tell you?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"I think you don't look very old, and you're quite good-looking, so why does the boss have such a face, just like those old men from our Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?"

Feng Qingai finished speaking in one breath.

He immediately teleported to the enemy's location, which was more than ten meters away from the special envoy Xia Zhi.

He looked extremely flustered and terrified!

Although the special envoy Xia Zhi in front of them was a woman, she was an extremely powerful "Desolate Rank expert".

Making such a joke at a Desolate Rank expert definitely requires careful consideration of the consequences...

However, the punishment Feng Qingai had anticipated did not come...

Special Envoy Xia Zhi simply smiled calmly.

Her fair, snow-white hand gently rested on the railing, her gaze continuing to thoughtfully wander into the distance of the city.

at this time.

In the depths of Special Envoy Xia Zhi's eyes, countless images seemed to flash by.

These scenes seem to be filled with the smoke of war, yet also seem to be filled with the citizens of Starfish City.

Without exception, these images all eventually lead to a scene covered in crimson.