Madam, I like you.

　It took less than ten minutes to get to the night raid base on the Eagle Express.

　The base for the night attack was hidden in the mountains, and a fortress was built under the cliffs. It couldn't be said to be very hidden, but it could be discovered if you got close.

　This world is filled with dangerous species, and unexplored forests are forbidden zones for humans. Even experienced hunters dare not stray too far from human settlements. Therefore, a night raid base hidden deep in the mountains requires no concealment.

　The Alpine Rock Eagle landed on the cliff above the base, and from a distance a figure could be seen sitting on the rocks of the cliff waiting.

　"Boss, I've brought the person here." Leone jumped down from the Alpine Rock Eagle and greeted the figure waiting here.

　"Thanks for your hard work."

　The mountain rock eagle lowered its head and lay on the ground. Mo Yankong walked down and looked at the short-haired woman in front of him and smiled, "K, this is my name. You can call me whatever you want."

　"My name is Najeshitan, the name of the night raid

　"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. K," Najeshitan said politely, bowing slightly. Of course, she was also observing Mo Yankong without leaving any trace, examining the man that Chi Tong and Xi'er called terrifying.

　She could sense a faint pressure, a sense of danger cultivated through battle that warned her to stay away from this man. Danger? Far more than that. Imperial General Esdeath gave her the feeling of danger. But from Mo Yankong, she could sense something deeper, a fear of an irreversible gap.

　She had felt this kind of feeling before from extremely dangerous creatures, but it was far less overwhelming and powerless than the one she felt when facing Mo Yankong. It was as if she were food placed before him, ready to be slaughtered, unable to even muster the will to resist.

　"It's my honor to be welcomed by the leader of the Night Raid." Mo Yankong smiled in return.

　Mo Yankong's words pulled Najeshitan back to her senses. She opened her hands and realized her palms were sweating. "Then please follow me, Mr. K. This is not the place to talk."

　Najeshitan brought Mo Yankong to the meeting room of the Night Raid Base alone, and Sau and Tatsumi were sent away in the name of a visit.

　In the conference room, a purple-haired girl in a cheongsam served Mo Yankong tea. Facing the person who had severely injured her a few days ago, the girl didn't overthink it. She said virtuously and gently, "Please enjoy your meal."

　After Hill left, Najeshitan asked, "Then I'll get straight to the point. From Leone and the others' reports, it seems you, Mr. K, know quite a bit about our night raid."

　"It's just superficial, probably to the extent that your night raid was part of the revolutionary army." Mo Yankong answered slowly.

　Najeshitan said seriously, "This is already deep enough. Night raids are top secret within the Revolutionary Army. Let's put that aside. Your goal is to obtain all the imperial weapons. That's why you chose to cooperate with us. I need to confirm this, Mr. K."

　"When the birds are gone, the bows are put away; when the rabbit dies, the running dogs are cooked. To you, the imperial weapons are at best props to win the revolution. I will help you defeat the empire, and you hand over the weapons to me. It's that simple."

　"Then please allow me to ask the next question. What is your reason for wanting to obtain the imperial weapon? You don't have to answer if it is inconvenient."

　"eat."

　Najeshitan's face froze: "Huh?"

　She thought seriously about what Mo Yankong meant by eating, and whether it was the same as her understanding of eating.

　Chapter 179: The Empire and the Revolutionary Army

　The atmosphere in the meeting room was deadlocked for a while. Mo Yankong said calmly, "Eat it. Is that hard to understand? Imperial weapons are made from extremely dangerous species. Eating an Imperial weapon is equivalent to eating an extremely dangerous species."

　"No, no, no, are you kidding me? Eating the imperial weapon... That is a weapon made by the founding emperor with all the strength of the country, and you want to eat it? How to eat it..." Najeshitan's expression became more and more strange.

　"This is my personal interest, that's all I have to say."

　Sensing the displeasure in Mo Yan's empty words, Najeshitan quickly apologized: "I made a slip of the tongue. Now let's discuss specific cooperation. What kind of help can you provide us? We will hand over all our Teigu, including the Empire's Teigu, to you. This is not something I can decide alone. Teigu were created by the founding emperor to prolong the millennium empire. Night Raid is part of the revolutionary army. After the revolution is completed, many places will need the assistance of Teigu."

　"Of course, I didn't think that far ahead. Whether the revolution could succeed was a difficult question in the first place. The Revolutionary Army needs a concrete answer: is your value greater than the sum of all the imperial weapons we possess?"

　Mo Yankong was a little amused: "Is it really necessary to go through so much trouble?"

　"What do you mean by that?"

　Mo Yankong said casually, "I'm willing to cooperate with your night raid, mostly because I met you first and have a slight interest in you. If it's too much trouble, I don't mind helping the Empire eliminate you all first, and then kill all the Imperial Artifact Users of the Empire."

　It was a threat, a naked threat, but still a very intimidating one. Because three days ago, Mo Yankong had proven his strength, able to easily wipe out the entire Night Raid group.

　"What you said is very interesting. I apologize to you on behalf of the Revolutionary Army. I will be more careful with the words I choose when speaking to you." Najeshi apologized frankly and easily accepted Ye Xiu's position as being inferior to Mo Yankong.

　If Mo Yankong really helped the empire, the blow to the revolutionary army would be almost devastating. Without the night attack, the revolutionary army would lose the most important means to fight against the imperial generals.

　This cooperation was something Ye Xi couldn't refuse.

　Najeshitan asked carefully again: "Mr. K, what do you think of the Empire and our Revolutionary Army?"

　This question is very important and determines Mo Yankong's position and reason for helping the revolutionary army.

　"Half a pound."

　"Does it mean indifference?"

　"On the contrary. It is precisely because I have a deep understanding of you that I have come to this conclusion. The Empire is in turmoil due to Minister Ernest, and the revolutionary army is also the root cause of the instability and chaos."

　"If we don't resist and clean up the corruption in the Imperial Capital, the Empire will be destroyed by Minister Ernest sooner or later."

　"That's why I rate you both equally."

　Najeshitan was a little confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

　"The original intention of the establishment of the revolutionary army was to eliminate Minister Ernest. Is such a superficial purpose worthy of the word revolution? Moreover, the revolutionary army itself is just an organization established by a group of ambitious people.

　"Even if Minister Ernest is killed, there will soon be another one, most likely from the revolutionary army."

　"Moreover, an organization that colludes with alien races and acts as their internal accomplice and lackey still has the nerve to call itself a revolutionary army. It's ridiculous." Mo Yan's empty words were full of sarcasm.

　Minister Ernest is not a good person, and the revolutionary army is not much better. When the empire and the northern ethnic groups were fighting, the revolutionary army not only watched the fire from the other side of the river, but also wanted to collude with the ethnic groups to fight against the empire.

　The last person who did something similar was Wu Sangui, who is infamous in Chinese history.

　Najeshitan disagreed with Mo Yankong's opinion and frowned, "Night raids are not only a weapon against the Empire, but also a sword of justice for the Revolutionary Army to rectify itself. At that time, night raids will have the power to prevent similar incidents. As for the collusion with alien races you mentioned, it's all for the purpose of eradicating the corruption of the Empire."

　Mo Yankong wasn't buying her argument at all. He said disdainfully, "In terms of the results, the Revolutionary Army's actions were no different from Minister Ernest's. They resulted in extremely devastating consequences, and even if they achieved their goals, there wouldn't be a bright future. These foolish, ambitious individuals are manipulating people's discontent with the Empire and playing a ruthless game."

　Najeshitan clenched her fists and said in a low voice, "Is this your true opinion of our revolutionary army?"

　"Yes, don't worry. I have a worse opinion of the Empire than the Revolutionary Army. It's like a dead tree that has been gnawed by termites and is on the verge of collapsing. Anyone who sees it can't help but give it a push. I want to see what changes will happen to this dead tree after it falls. How will the termites that gnaw on the tree survive when they lose the protection of the tree and are exposed to their natural enemies? How will the ants that are crushed by the tree struggle? The most important thing is whether the tree itself will rot or become nutrients for saplings." Mo Yankong's tone was full of excitement and interest.

　War, revolution, rebirth, every one of them attracted Mo Yankong.

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　During the night raid on the base, Brand practiced shooting with his upper body exposed in the training center, which caused Tatsumi who was watching to be amazed.

　After greeting, Brand walked up to Tatsumi and asked curiously, "Young man, I was very concerned last time. When you were fighting me, I did see a golden light emanating from your body. Is that some special ability?"

　"Ah, that's the ripple."

　"ripple?"

　Tatsumi said proudly, "The fighting method my teacher taught me can generate power from breathing."

　"Breathing... Hmm... Is this the secret method of the Royal Fist Temple?" Brand pondered to himself. When thinking of the fighting method that emphasizes breathing, Brand could only think of this organization.

　"Imperial Fist Temple?"

　Brand nodded and said, "The First Fist Temple of the Empire. Those who have received training there will basically become guards for the powerful people in the Empire. Many of the targets we hunt have had contact with them."

　Tatsumi spread his hands: "I don't quite understand."

　"Can you show me how to perform it?"

　"this···"

　Brand laughed heartily and patted Tatsumi's shoulder vigorously: "I'm not asking you to teach me, just show me the so-called ripple ability."

　"That's no problem. Is there a pool or something here?"

　"There's one in the backyard of the training center."

　The two came to the pool behind the training center.

　"Rather than explaining it, I think seeing it will help us understand the nature of the ripples better." Tatsumi walked easily on the pool, and the ripples under his feet were very beautiful.

　"You can actually stand on the water! And these ripples... So that's why they are called ripples." Brand was stunned.

　Chapter 180 One Hundred Ways to Treat Natural Idiots

　Tatsumi demonstrated the power of ripples. The strange sight attracted many members of the Night Raid to watch. Tatsumi, with his tail almost up in the sky, was so engrossed in showing off this skill.

　Marin nodded repeatedly and praised in a high-pitched voice, "So that's how it is. This kind of power can also heal injuries. Amazing!"

　The members of the Night Raid looked at each other, maintained a tacit understanding and continued to dig into Tatsumi's secrets.

　The green-haired boy, Lubbock, was skeptical of Tatsumi's statement. "Controlling the body of a living being, is such a thing possible?"

　Leone nodded seriously: "I can do it. I suffered a lot last time because of this."

　As he spoke, Leona glanced at Sayuu who was sitting not far away.

　Everyone in the Night Raid group was discussing the effect of the ripples in amazement, while Sayou sat aside with a bored look on her face.

　Tatsumi was almost embarrassed by the praise. He rubbed the back of his head and said shyly, "But my ripples are still far behind yours, a hundred times... No, at least ten thousand times."

　Speaking of Mo Yankong, everyone present had an unnatural expression on their faces. The impression Mo Yankong left on them that night was too deep.

　Leone laughed. "A thousand times? I've fought with Sayu before, and her ripples should be several times stronger than yours. Ten thousand times is too exaggerated."

　Tatsumi replied seriously, "You don't understand. Anyone who has seen the teacher use the wave ripple will know that this is absolutely not an exaggeration. I once saw the teacher concentrate the ripple and release it directly through the body of the earth dragon. The power is even more powerful than that of Maine's gun."

　The Night Raid members had complicated expressions. The Imperial Tool [Romantic Turret - Pumpkin] transformed their mental power into a powerful shot, which was among the most powerful among the Imperial Tools.

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　Mo Yankong could hear the movements from Tatsumi, but he didn't think much about Tatsumi exposing Ripple. Firstly, although Tatsumi looked very proud, he never revealed the core of Ripple's ability. Secondly, Ripple cannot be practiced just because one wants to. There are slight differences in the bodies of humans in different worlds. If humans in this world want to practice Ripple, they must have their bodies transformed by Mo Yankong.

　"This is your room. Daily necessities will probably be delivered in the evening. I will take care of your daily life until you are fully familiar with this place. If you have any comments, you can directly tell me." Hill, the purple-haired and bespectacled girl, led Mo Yankong into a guest room. The room was spacious and well-furnished, but it lacked the atmosphere of life.

　Hill still looked dignified and elegant, with her purple hair tied into a bun, and the strange-style cheongsam she wore outlined the girl's graceful and slender body curves.

　Mo Yankong temporarily joined the night raid as a collaborator. Both Mo Yankong and Tatsumi were the type who had no fixed place to live, so it was okay for them to stay here temporarily.

　As for Hill, he said he was there to take care of his daily life, but in fact he was sent by Najeshitan to monitor him. He probably wouldn't be withdrawn until he really figured out Mo Yankong's background.

　"Do you have any books here?"

　"Book?"

　"Any genre is fine. I need a lot of books."

　"please wait."

　After a while, Hill came over pushing a cart full of books, roughly estimated to be no less than a hundred books.

　"These are the books I read myself. If you don't mind, please open them slowly."

　Mo Yankong picked up a book at random and was stunned when he saw the cover.

　One Hundred Ways to Treat Natural Apathy

　What a mess! Mo Yankong's face darkened and he continued to look for a few books. Basically, they were not serious books, but they made Mo Yankong see the diversity of the world's culture.

　"Don't you like it?" Hill asked, tilting his head.

　"It doesn't matter. Please continue to bring more books."

　"The cost of renting books is 5 gold coins per book per day."

　Mo Yankong's expression became even gloomier. He had to charge fees, and even robbing a bank wouldn't earn him such high fees. After all, Mo Yankong had lived in the imperial capital for a few days. Five gold coins could probably support a family of five for several days.

　It’s not that Mo Yankong cares about gold coins. It’s always unpleasant to be ripped off by others for no reason. Well... he does care about gold coins a little bit. It seems that after Mo Yankong came to the imperial capital, he has been spending the gold coins earned by Tatsumi from hunting dangerous species.

　"If you can't pay so many gold coins, you can temporarily put it under my name and pay it back when you complete a mission and earn a bounty in the future." Hill, the girl with glasses, didn't look at Mo Yankong's gloomy expression at all, and continued to add with her finger on her cherry lips.

　"That's enough, go get the books." Mo Yankong waved his hand impatiently.

　When he was in the imperial capital, Mo Yankong was always busy looking for and analyzing information. He wanted to read books because he wanted to understand the world's material, culture, social structure, etc.

　Hill brought in another pile of books. When Mo Yankong sat in front of the window reading, she sat blankly on the edge of the bed, staring at Mo Yankong without blinking.

　"Don't you have your own things to do?" Mo Yankong asked impatiently after closing the book he had spent three minutes reading.

　"Mr. K, you read really fast." Hill answered the question irrelevantly.

　Mo Yankong's current IQ is about 400, and his brain structure is still evolving. Having a photographic memory is just a basic ability. After reading a book, Mo Yankong can simultaneously fully analyze the ideas expressed in the book.

　"I want a quiet personal space."

　"That won't do. The boss's order is for me to monitor you."

　"..."

　Mo Yankong looked into her eyes and asked, "Did you tell me your real purpose?"

　Hill was confused and a question mark almost popped up in his head.

　Mo Yankong had no choice but to look away. The confused girl with glasses in front of him was completely unaware of his slip of the tongue. Najeshitan probably knew that Mo Yankong would definitely guess the existence of the observer. Instead of hiding it, it would be better to send this idiot over and make Mo Yankong feel powerless like punching cotton.

　Blocking out the influence of the outside world, Mo Yankong concentrated on reading. He soon finished reading the hundreds of books that Hill brought with him and gained a general understanding of this world.