Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"That little devil told us to just keep shoving the jackals into the ground, and she wouldn't care about anything else."

The raven shrugged.

"So what exactly is Jackal's plan?"

"...That's where I said she might be going crazy—because she actually told me..."

"She has no idea! Judging from her expression, she's probably planning to have World Serpent's subordinates improvise..."

The raven slammed its fist on the table in a huff—

"She actually told me she didn't know! She didn't know—! How could she say that without batting an eye!"

The people they confided in—a dragon, a Valkyrie of Destiny, a Herrscher, and a puppet—sat looking at each other, their faces all bearing the same unspoken message...

"Although I don't understand it... I am deeply shocked..."

"As long as I don't have a plan, no one can predict our plans in advance, right...?"

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Chapter 224 Why not try calling the whistleblower hotline? (jpg)

"Mourning the dead, do you even have a plan?!"

The raven-faced jackal standing on the high-rise building stopped howling and began calling the dog-headed scientist on the other end of the communication channel a "mourning person," expressing its dissatisfaction.

"We've almost figured it out, we're making arrangements now—don't rush us, it's already on the deer."

The idiot on the other end of the communication seemed to know he was in the wrong and didn't care about his companion's way of addressing him. He just kept giving Raven perfunctory replies, which made the World Serpent's executive have an increasingly bad feeling.

"Why are you suddenly so lethargic today? Jackal, you need to get back on your feet! I've been standing on the roof in the northwest wind for three hours straight!"

"Well... I saw on the news that there was going to be a celebration today, and on a whim, I just thought, 'This is something I can do...'"

"We can do it, but then—how about you come up with a plan???"

Raven and the others who had been listening in around the communicator were dumbfounded...

"Is that a jackal or a husky...?"

The doll, Xilin, muttered to herself, receiving approving and approving glances from the people around her.

"Isn't it because Gray Serpent isn't here...? We've run into a little problem with our intelligence work in Sky Dome City... That guy's been mysteriously hiding his intelligence processing center somewhere, and we can't get in touch with him now..."

The jackal on the other end of the communication line mentioned another absent cadre and began to shift the blame onto a certain hardworking, overtime worker from the world's largest human trafficking ring.

"Don't give me that crap. Gray Snake told us before he left that we wouldn't be able to contact him for a while. You idiot, if you can't do something right, don't do it at all—"

"Back in London, you almost killed me—that scythe was just 1 centimeter from my neck, you know, just 1 centimeter..."

Suddenly remembering its past experiences, the raven became increasingly agitated, and then something dawned on it—

"Wait a minute, you idiot, you're not thinking of doing it yourself this time, are you—"

"Let's go!"

Seemingly reminded of the pain of her previous defeat by the raven, the stubborn Miss Jackal, once again acted impulsively.

"This time it's in Sky City, Raven; this time there's nothing to be afraid of!"

"The advantage is in our hands! Raven should make Schicksal and the Herrscher understand who this city truly belongs to—!"

“…”

The call was cut off again, leaving the few people standing on the rooftop, exposed to the northwest wind, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"...So this idiot not only hasn't come up with a complete plan, but he's also planning to do it himself???"

Bella and Rita exchanged a glance, then turned to the raven in front of them—

"How exactly have your world's snakes managed to survive for thousands of years without being wiped out...?"

"This brings us to the extent of Gray Serpent's overwork... no, I'm getting off-topic—this idiot will probably come by himself, what will we do then?"

"Slacking off and going to sea are definitely not going to work..."

The group fell into deep thought again, with the dangerous member already considering whether to give a blow to the brain of a certain purebred husky and fast-forward through the night.

"Never mind, I'll go ask the little darling..."

After racking his brains for a long time without coming up with a good idea, the raven set his sights on a certain Miss Imotek...

...

"explain--"

The other end of the phone was bustling; Imotek seemed to be in some kind of downtown area as well.

"My little ancestor, Jackal said she was going to take action tonight, but she talked for ages without giving a coherent plan..."

"And then what? She stood you up?"

"No... Not only did she fail to provide a clear explanation, but her superiors are also preparing to personally intervene..."

"..."

The other end fell silent.

"Oh, right, she also said she wanted to let Destiny know whose name this city really belongs to... The maid next to me is already sharpening her knives..."

"...She's going to come down herself?"

"Correct."

"What does she usually dress like when she goes out...?"

Imotek raised a question that seemed completely unrelated.

"She looks exactly the same as we usually do, and to maintain an aloof and mysterious image, she almost never takes off her mask."

“Very good. The second question: Is her appearance familiar to the local law enforcement authorities?”

"Hmm... not familiar with her. Although she's a director of Shencheng Pharmaceuticals, almost nobody knows her because she never appears in public... I'm more familiar with the law enforcement, though. Brownie is always speeding on her motorcycle, and I always have to go pick her up and pay the fines..."

"Very good...very good—does she probably have a lot of medicine bottles and jars on her...?"

"That's right, according to her, it's so that she can conduct experiments whenever she has a sudden inspiration..."

"So, what's the point of you asking all this, little ancestor...?"

Raven exchanged a few bewildered glances with the others beside him.

"Stupid—a city that has just emerged from high martial law, a rally held to celebrate victory, what do you think the Sky Dome City government's attitude towards security will be?"

"Wait, little ancestor, you wouldn't be thinking of..."

"Can't you call the whistleblower hotline? ...Are you an idiot???"

"A mysterious person dressed suspiciously, hiding their face, carrying a vial of potions that are clearly not good stuff. — Do you want this kind of business opportunity delivered right to your door?"

"Isn't she trying to make everyone understand what this city really believes in—?"

"This is China—anyone who disagrees, get out!"

"Uh... my little darling... is this alright?"

Imotek, who had offered a solution the group hadn't even considered, listened impatiently to the hesitation of the Boom Crows on the opposite island and replied—

"I'm down here right now, I'm going on a date with Jiuxiao soon—"

"If you let the jackals get involved, you can expect to be hung on top of the Divine City's medical pyramid!"

"Uh... that's not what I meant... my little darling, what if a cornered jackal attacks the police...? A mad scientist can be just as dangerous as a mercenary..."

"Doesn't that confirm that she has ulterior motives? The police in Sky Dome City are not to be trifled with."

"Think about how they chased us for eighteen blocks before we were able to shake them off; those ruthless guys from the Sky City Police Department... they're basically all Valkyries who applied for early retirement and returned home, finding new jobs through the local government—"

The communication was promptly and decisively disconnected.

"...Ghost, a group of retired female police officers...and a dozen police officers with cybernetic modifications—I hope Jackal is alright."

Chapter 225 I "Green" Myself!

As night fell, Sky City returned to its long-lost bustle, with people taking to the streets to celebrate their long-awaited victory.

People from all over the world, dressed in their treasured traditional costumes, took to the streets, communicating in various accents and languages, adding a lot of exotic charm to this international metropolis.

Of course, where there's noise, there are also quiet areas. Unlike the celebratory atmosphere on the other side, countless candles and flowers were laid out beside the city's newly erected monument.

The people who came silently placed bouquets of flowers beside the monument, bowing their heads in mourning for their loved ones, friends, and fallen soldiers who perished in the disaster.

Occasionally, the white-haired girl would hear low sobs coming from the mourning crowd...

"Life is short and fragile, but it is precisely because of this that will and spirit achieve immortality..."

The being named "Imotek" shook his head, put down the flowers in his hand, and, like the crowd, observed a moment of silence before the nameless monument before turning and leaving.

She'll be late if she doesn't leave now—

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"Good evening....?"

"Good evening--"

After exchanging polite greetings, Penglaiji Jiuxiao began to truly examine his familiar yet unfamiliar companion.

Her long, pure white hair and blue eyes, so different from before, reminded her of some kind of game card—

"Ah...it's the Blue-Eyes White Dragon..."

She bravely spoke her mind... and naturally, the latter gave her feet a good scolding with her high heels.

Jiu Xiao, whose face was flushed red from being trampled but dared not howl out loud, could only look at Imotek with pleading eyes.

"snort...."

Seeing her companion's pleading and surrendering gaze, the girl snorted in annoyance and released her foot.

"You really put in a lot of effort... cough cough cough, let's not talk about that..."