Ark, I became a mobile city, but the moon city

X put down his teacup and glanced at the guest in surprise—this time it was genuine surprise, not an act.

"What's the price?"

However, X still raised the question again as if he was thinking about something.

"How much are you willing to offer him?"

"A favor from the Helmetless Alliance, and the full support of the Helmetless Alliance, sir. This is what the Helmetless Alliance has promised to the Lobotomy Corporation."

Hearing this, the corners of X's mouth seemed to curl up slightly. The guest didn't pay much attention. Then, X stood up and said to the guest:

"Then please go out for two minutes. I will give you an answer later."

The guest then walked out, and X slumped back in his chair, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

He laughed heartily for a few times, and then, with a smile on his face, he whispered softly:

"I was just worried...you guys really gave me a good hand."

After tidying up his appearance, X reopened the door and invited the guest in. With a faint smile on his face, he said kindly:

"Please, my friend. Your terms can be agreed to by Lobotomy Corporation."

"However, Lobotomy Corporation won't do business at a loss. As a condition, we require the Helmetless Alliance to deliver the goods first."

"...Do you have anything that the Wuzhou Alliance needs help with?"

"Of course... We need the Helmetless Alliance to create some 'situations'. Of course, Lobotomy Corporation will also pay for this."

X said, sitting back in his chair, his eyes sparkling as he spoke:

"This is a promise. When the finals of Casimir's Knight Tournament arrive, you will never again be troubled by Don Quixote's problems."

Chapter 129:126 Infected Arena, Lobotomy Corporation's Purpose Becomes Clear

After X readily made this promise, the guest from the Wuzhou Alliance also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, that's good. I've achieved this wave of sales. I just don't know how much money I can earn by the end of the month...

When he thought of this, an irrepressible smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

"Ahem, then, let's get down to business. Is there anything the Lobotomy Corporation needs the Helmetless Alliance to do?"

The guest from the Wuzhou Alliance coughed twice to cover up the cough that he couldn't suppress, and then asked X casually.

"Of course there is..."

X let out a light breath, remembering the emotions of "despair" and "hatred" that he had yet to collect, raised his eyebrows, and spoke slowly.

Before this, he was still thinking about how to deal with these two emotions. Compared to the relief of greed and the surprise of anger, these two emotions were slightly more difficult to obtain.

But... now that we have the help of the Wuzhou Alliance, then collecting these two emotions will no longer be a problem.

As he thought about it, he slowly said:

"We need the Helmetless Alliance to do something about the infected in Casimir. But don't worry, please believe me..."

"These things won't be any different from what you normally do. In other words, all Lobotomy Corporation needs is a little help from the Helmetless Alliance."

As X spoke, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile that made people's backs chill:

"I think the Wuzhou Alliance won't refuse, right?"

..............................

Soon, the guest left Lobotomy Corporation and returned to the No-Horn Alliance, where he was naturally rewarded.

As for what X wanted the No Helmet Alliance to do...it was already quite simple.

As for Don Quixote, the competition continued. Lin Guang insisted on participating. She needed to reach the top once again and win the Knight's Tournament. After becoming champion, she would reveal her true identity and, in doing so, give the Commerce Federation a resounding blow.

A counterattack to the last Knight Championship.

The outcome of the match was a foregone conclusion. Don Quixote naturally needed no introduction, and Lin Guang, already a leader among the competing knights, had become even more formidable after becoming a Blood Demon. Under these circumstances, her victory was a natural outcome.

As a result, both of them advanced and entered the round of 16 on the second day.

This round of 16 match wasn't much of a challenge for either of them. Apparently reassured by Lobotomy's warning that "you won't have to worry about Don Quixote in the finals," the Helmetless Alliance didn't make any unnecessary moves.

As for Don Quixote, he originally wanted to do something, but under Lin Guang's request, he finally gave up. This time, he will watch behind Lin Guang until he sees Lin Guang accomplish her wish.

After all, this is Margaret Linguang's "ideal".

However, Don Quixote was somewhat surprised that during this period, even the Lobotomy Corporation had not made any moves. After asking Hai about the situation, Don Quixote got the answer "I don't know either".

But... at least, in Don Quixote's opinion, the fact that Lobotomy Corporation has been quiet for a few days is definitely not because it has stopped, but because it is preparing for a big event.

So, on the day when the 16-to-quarterfinals match ended, Don Quixote and Lin Guang both advanced. But just as they were returning home, Hai took the initiative to find Don Quixote.

He pulled Don Quixote into the bedroom, then pulled him to sit down in front of the bed. After straightening his expression, he slowly spoke to Don Quixote's puzzled eyes:

"I know you have a lot of urgent things to ask right now...but don't be anxious."

"Because there's news from Lobotomy Corporation."

"Lobotomy Corporation? Any news? Are they finally losing their patience and planning to take some action?"

For a moment, Don Quixote's eyes seemed to flash, and he immediately sat up straight and asked Hai questions like a machine gun.

"...No, it's not that he's preparing for action...but he's giving us a glimpse into the situation here."

Hai exhaled lightly and said to Don Quixote seriously:

"Haven't you been asking about Lobotomy Corporation's purpose? During this time, while you were competing, I learned some information from X. Now, we have a rough idea of what Lobotomy Corporation is planning to do."

"Say it."

Don Quixote urged anxiously. Then Hai cleared his throat and said slowly:

"Lobotomy Corporation's Abnormalities...you and I are probably one of the few people who know about them. From what they told me today, these Abnormalities were born under a unique set of circumstances...a method of birth that requires the collective emotions of the people."

"Lobotomy Corporation claims they've recently observed a concentration of emotions in Casimir. Therefore, they've selected four nodes from which they plan to extract emotions in advance, hoping to capture the Abnormality that's about to be born in Casimir. That's what Lobotomy Corporation intends to do...at least, that's what they told me."

As the sea spoke, it looked off into the distance, leaving Don Quixote alone, stroking his chin and lost in thought.

"So, why are you suddenly bringing this up?..."

"Lobotomy has located the remaining two emotional gathering places. We are now invited to take a closer look."

As the sea spoke, it turned and said to Don Quixote.

"...Huh, I see. So, what time is it?"

"If you're willing, you can get ready to go now... Oh, and you can bring that kid Lin Guang along with you."

When the sea had finished speaking, he stood up. Don Quixote also stood up, and before leaving the room, he asked the sea one last question.

"So... where is our destination this time? Where will our adventure lead us?"

Hai paused, then he raised his head slightly and whispered:

"Let's... go to the Infected Arena."

"Let's go, let's go now."

After saying this, Hai turned around and walked out of the house, Don Quixote following closely behind him.

........................

A moment later, Hai, Lin Guang and Don Quixote walked out the door together.

Target, Infected Arena.

Chapter 130: 127 Thorns, Hatred, and the State of the Infected

It was already night when the group arrived at the Infected Arena.

"Hai...what exactly is this place? You haven't given me a systematic introduction to it before."

Following the sea's pace and passing through one alley after another, Don Quixote looked curiously at the buildings in front of him, then looked at the sea and asked.

"If you're talking about the Infected Arena... This is where many people's dreams are buried."

Hai said this casually, and then walked forward:

"Follow me closely. According to the information sent by Lobotomy Corporation, it is natural that there is an underground industry in Casimir. And this is the birthplace of new emotions they have observed."

"What they're planning to do now... is collect emotions from this. Once this emotional collection is roughly complete, the work of the Lobotomy Corporation's branch in Casimir will probably be on track. In other words, they probably opened the branch here just for this moment."

"Infected Arena..."

Lin Guang, who was at the end of the team, spoke slowly, muttering to himself.

Then she lowered her head slightly, as if she was thinking.

"Underground industry, if you don't catch up later, you might not be able to find it."

Hai added this, interrupting Lin Guang's thoughts. Lin Guang then followed Hai and Don Quixote down the mountain. After passing through a series of buildings and reaching a basement staircase, the poster gave a signal, and a door opened for them.

Suddenly, vulgar words began to echo in his ears. Lin Guang covered his ears with his hands, grinning. After adjusting to the situation, he turned his gaze to the underground infected arena before him, revealing the brutal and crude side of the Casimir civilization.

Here, wine and spit splashed in the air. Infected individuals were constantly being brought into the octagonal arena in the center. Loud shouts and calls echoed, and the crowd was bustling. From time to time, waiters moved through the crowd, their faces calm, their steps brisk, their postures even possessing a certain elegance that stood out from the crowd. It was obvious that they were veterans of this place.

Lin Guang looked at the scene in a daze.

Don Quixote, on the other hand, seemed to adapt quite quickly. He looked down at the people in the audience, exhaled lightly, and tilted his head to look out to sea:

"So...what do we need to do here?"

"wait."

Hai Yan answered concisely and then sat down in the middle of the venue.

Waiting, despair and hatred grow.

The emotion of waiting will grow from the next person who arrives.

"...Did Lobotomy tell you specifically what would happen?"

"No. They just said that corresponding emotions would arise. We just need to wait and then use this device to collect the emotions."

Hai said this, raising a strange-looking device in his hand. Don Quixote glanced at the device, then sat down next to Hai helplessly:

"To be honest... I always have a bad feeling... But, whatever. Since you said you want to wait, then I'll wait. Lin Guang, don't you want to sit down?"

"No, not yet... I want to stand there and see what's going on over there."

Lin Guang took a deep breath and then said this softly to Don Quixote. Don Quixote shrugged and did not comment on Lin Guang's decision.

In fact, Lin Guang also had a bad premonition like Don Quixote.

As it turned out, this hunch was not wrong.

Just half an hour later, a commotion engulfed the entire Infected Arena. Lin Guang suddenly saw a group of Infected being escorted in. Her pupils shrank, for she saw that the people escorting them were from the No Hero Alliance.

"Hey, you bastards, I'm going to..."

"be honest!"

The leader of the escort team kicked the screaming infected person. The infected person glared back fiercely. When he saw the octagonal cage before him, he was filled with fear. It was precisely because of this fear that he decided to make a last-ditch effort.

Hai watched the scene quietly, seemingly unperturbed. Then, he slowly opened his mouth, spewing out two words like a rapid-fire barrage:

"Disgust."

A green dot seemed to light up on the device, but it was very faint.

As for the other people in the infected arena, they started to make a fuss after a burst of laughter.

They had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, but now, they were still very interested. After all, looking at the current situation, it looked like a group of "troublemakers" had been sent over.

There weren't many troublemakers among the infected now. So someone shouted to the escort team:

"Hey! How's the batch we delivered today?"

"If you go up to fight, you won't scream for your mother and get kicked unconscious, right?"

Then, another burst of laughter broke out. The infected people looked angrily at the person who made the noise, their eyes filled with hatred for them.

Hatred for those who have taken away their lives.

There were bursts of laughter, repeated mockery. The infected all looked back with the most intense hatred. But every time they cast a hateful look, all they got in return was more outrageous ridicule.

Don Quixote frowned as he watched this scene. Lin Guang, on the other hand, had already grasped the railing with both hands when she saw this scene. She looked over there with concern, waiting for what would happen next.

"The best among them might be sent to play in the official Knights' Championship."

Suddenly, Hai spoke, speaking coldly like a bystander: "From one hell to another."