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

"Commercial Federation, I'm going to fuck you!"

As Hai finished his words, a new commotion erupted. But as soon as he uttered these words, the members of the No-Horned Alliance rushed forward, kicking and punching the infected person. For a moment, the laughter intensified. Someone even spat at the infected person in disgust.

Hatred, disgust, and resentment are growing... The infected people look down on the spectators, the spectators look down on the infected people, and the spectators who have placed bets and are delaying the games all look down on the infected people.

And all this...

"Disgusting."

Hai seemed to sigh and muttered to himself. At the same time, the green dot on the device became much brighter.

Hai glanced down and confirmed that this rise was probably enough.

"...Hai, next..."

"Shh, don't talk, just watch quietly. It's not over yet."

Hai spoke calmly to Lin Guang. He sighed, looked at the ceiling, and said softly:

"Because, according to Lobotomy, there's another layer of emotion..."

"Now is that time."

Chapter 131: 128 Despair, Lobotomy Corporation completes preparations for abnormality extraction, semi-finals

The people of the Helmetless Alliance had no idea why Lobotomy Corporation asked them to escort the troublemakers among these infected people.

But they didn't care. After all, all Lobotomy Corporation asked was what they would normally do.

It's just... adding a few extra conditions to my daily work and working a little more overtime.

Furthermore, allowing a few people to enter the underground infected arena. Compared to Don Quixote's threat, such a small price to pay is simply not worth it.

Even some members of the Helmetless Alliance mocked the Lobotomy Corporation, wondering how they could dare to claim to be good at business.

How dare you say that you never do business at a loss?

Of course, whether Lobotomy Corporation made a profit or loss in this transaction will probably only be revealed after everything is over.

For the moment, Hai continued to watch the infected, while Lin Guang gritted his teeth, as if suppressing something. Don Quixote sighed and gently patted Lin Guang's shoulder.

"Lin Guang, calm down."

After hearing Don Quixote's words, Lin Guang's body tensed for a moment before slowly relaxing, seemingly due to the innate connection between the blood demon's relatives. She stared helplessly at the infected arena ahead, unsure of what to think.

She wiped her hands on the mask, and after a while, put it down again.

"...Are you angry?"

Lin Guang hesitated for a moment and then looked at Don Quixote and asked. Don Quixote turned to Lin Guang and slowly said:

"That kind of thing isn't important right now. But don't you have a bigger goal?"

"If you stop saving here, then everything you save afterwards will be wasted, right?"

"So, even I feel this way about this scene. They absolutely have no intention of becoming knights, and they are definitely not the kind of people who should be knights, yet they were sent here... I would also feel angry, but, as Hai said, I also suggest that you wait at this time."

"Waiting for your anger to erupt. Not waiting for the end is not a good habit."

Don Quixote said casually. Lin Guang's tense palms slowly relaxed, and finally, he let out a long sigh.

"...I understand. Then, let's do as you say."

"Well... Well, Hai, how long are we going to stay here?"

"As agreed upon by Lobotomy, in the last half hour. What's going on?"

Hai turned around, looked at Don Quixote, and asked with a smile.

"Well... that means, in half an hour, my actions will be entirely up to me, right?"

"Yes."

Don Quixote's eyelids drooped slightly, and then he smiled. He ultimately just put his hands at his side and did nothing. Hai watched this scene, laughed, and looked back at the center of the field.

He certainly knew what Don Quixote might do. He wouldn't attack him, but if he just left some gifts...

He believed that Don Quixote would choose to do so.

Hai licked his dry lips and then looked back inside the arena. At this moment, the infected had been escorted into the octagonal cage, angrily tugging at the bars, facing the mocking laughter of the audience below.

But at the same time, the Helmetless Alliance stood outside the cage, whipping them and urging them to quickly start a cleansing life-and-death duel...

Finally, they made a promise.

"If you become the final winner, you'll have the chance to become a glamorous competition knight... If possible, perhaps you'll even have the chance to change your fate and become a superior person."

"Hurry up, draw your sword, you won't be able to escape in this life!"

These two lines of argument alternated. Some audience members even started to boo, throwing sticks into the octagon. At that moment, the octagon gradually quieted down. They seemed to no longer have the energy to harbor hatred. Many of them drooped their hands, staring blankly up at the sky.

At this moment, someone finally grabbed the stick with trembling hands.

At this moment, Hai stood up, pulled Don Quixote up, and turned Lin Guang's body around. Then, he spoke softly:

"Okay, we can go."

"According to the current situation, all the work that needed to be done has been completed. I will deliver these things to the Brain Lobotomy Corporation next."

He spoke calmly. Don Quixote looked at the device that had already lit up two bright green spots, and soon looked forward again.

"Then, let's go."

Don Quixote said this, and followed Hai, walking out in two steps at a time. Lin Guang glanced back, and for a moment, he seemed to have no idea what to say.

“…Despair.”

At the moment of leaving here, Hai turned his head and looked into the octagonal cage, whispering this softly. But then, he was stunned.

Looking at the octagonal cage railings that suddenly exploded with blood, the confused infected people inside, and the small knife made of hard blood magic in the middle of the venue, Hai smiled and turned to walk out.

This was Don Quixote's hard blood technique. Hai didn't make a mistake.

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The next morning, X woke up in the Casimir branch of Lobotomy Corporation. He stood up, put on his usual white coat, and walked out of his office.

He walked all the way to a deep room, opened the door with the supervisory authority he only had, and walked in. He looked at the countless neural networks connected by the huge enkephalin tank in the room and let out a sigh.

Next to him were the enkephalins that had been extracted over the past few days. Some of the more special enkephalins...

Enkephalin specifically for use in water well salvage.

"Let me calculate. Today's eight to four, tomorrow's four to two... The day after tomorrow, I'll need these enkephalins to salvage Abnormalities."

X murmured softly, resting his head on the glass of the water tank, a smile on his lips.

"Well, let's get started. Come on, let's party."

Despair, hatred, anger, greed.

So far, all have been obtained.

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At the same time, on the other side, the Knight Championship is also in full swing.

Lin Guang and Don Quixote completed their quarterfinals, securing victory with near-no-suspense. The next day, they faced the semifinals.

This time, no one knew whether it was intentional by the Chamber of Commerce or the No-Horn Alliance did something out of anxiety, but after asking for the opinions of the Lobotomy Corporation, they temporarily disappeared.

All in all, this semi-final was special.

When he saw the list of semi-finalists, Lin Guang repeatedly raised his head from the list and looked at Don Quixote, his mouth wide open for a moment.

"No way……"

Looking at the names on the list, Don Quixote raised his head, looked at Lin Guang, and smiled:

"Well, it looks right."

In the semi-finals, Don Quixote will face Lin Guang.

Chapter 132: 129 Semifinals, Don Quixote vs. Lin Guang, First Defeat and Surrender

"Well, it looks right."

After saying this, Don Quixote immediately stood up, patted Lin Guang's shoulder hard, and said with a smile on his face.

"No, I know that's true no matter how you look at it. Rather, the probability of us not meeting until the semifinals is indeed quite low... But, what I mean is, what are we supposed to do about this match?"

Lin Guang saw Don Quixote's seemingly nonchalant expression, and for a moment, even his voice began to stutter as he asked.

"What else can we do? Fight, of course. Don't you think it's pretty cool that in the business of finishing, a younger generation led by a senior would fight against the senior to prove themselves?"

Don Quixote said this, tilting his head towards Lin Guang and showing his teeth in a smile.

Lin Guang was stunned for a moment, then he covered his eyes with his hands and lowered his head.

Oh no, I forgot he is Don Quixote.

This guy simply can't be serious at a time like this!

"But this means that one of us must be eliminated..."

In the end, Lin Guang still reluctantly brought up the topic. However, at this moment, Don Quixote's hand gently touched her head.

"It's okay, Lin Guang, there's no need to be afraid... Ultimately, you're just afraid that you won't make it to the finals and won't be able to complete your mission, right?"

"But, since this is a duel between knights, let's do it like a knight and do it honorably."

Don Quixote said softly. Lin Guang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Don Quixote.

"So, come, like a knight, or like a finisher... come and fight me for victory."

Don Quixote looked at Lin Guang, smiled, and said: "Don't retreat. You need to be determined to win."

Lin Guang lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips, and finally, he said "hmm" softly.

Then, she suddenly raised her head, stood at attention, put her legs together, placed her right hand on her chest, and said:

"Then... I, Margaret Linguang, will give you my all in this match to prove my worth as a knight."

"Hahaha... now that's more like it."

Don Quixote laughed heartily a few times, then, with his hands behind his head, he said to the door:

"Hey, Hai, it's almost time... It's rare you're in this mood, so now... take us to the Knights' Tournament!"

Then Hai walked in from the door, bowed with a smile, and said:

"Then... please follow me."

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About half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the arena. In the long corridor at the arena entrance, Lin Guang took a deep breath, mentally encouraging himself, and then walked forward.

There shouldn't be any suspense about the other group... the Blood Knight will most likely win.

This thought flashed through her mind, and then she continued to walk forward. Suddenly, she felt someone following her in the shadows. She turned around and saw it was Don Quixote.

"Don't be too nervous."

Don Quixote tilted his eyes towards her and whispered:

"Just treat it normally. I'll be waiting for you up ahead, so hurry up and catch up."

"Don't make me wait too long."

Don Quixote blinked and walked straight towards the center of the arena. Lin Guang seemed stunned for a moment, then calmed down and walked forward with big strides.

"I'll be catching up soon..."

She murmured softly and stopped. Unknowingly, she had reached the light and was about to pass through this corridor.

So she took this step with a big stride.

The Hard Blood Technique was used, and a blood spear was grasped in Lin Guang's hand. She strode forward and saw Don Quixote waiting for her. In the surrounding stands, people were cheering for Don Quixote everywhere.

In these days, he has conquered all gamblers with his immense strength. Now, the most people bet on him to win.

"bring it on."

But Don Quixote only had this to say about Lin Guang.

He stood up from the ground, as if inviting Lin Guang to come. In his other hand, the blood-stained spear also appeared.

Lin Guang exhaled lightly, assumed a stance, and then swiftly stepped forward, thrusting the blood spear in his hand. But Don Quixote didn't dodge, simply blocking with his blood spear. Lin Guang felt as if he were being blocked by an insurmountable force... In fact, he couldn't move forward even a little bit...