The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"Refinery No. 8, heh..."

There was a faint blue light in Carly's eyes. She looked around. Everything in the dark factory came into her sight, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This is the Federation's Vo1d Crystal Refinery, a facility built to refine [artificial redstone].

To the outside world, this is a crematorium used to cremate miners who died in the mines. It is even advertised as "free" so that these miners who died of crystal wrist inflammation for the Federation can rest in peace.

Little do they know that even after death, these miners will still serve the federation in another form.

When objectification reaches its extreme, people are no longer people, but complete objects.

In the eyes of the Federation, the scavengers who collected materials for such places were mostly just lowly beings like the miners. Many of them would also suffer from crystal wrist inflammation when cleaning up the corpses, and one day they would find themselves in that pit.

Sometimes, everything this world shows you just makes you want to turn it over.

"..."

Looking at the crisscrossing pipelines and the huge smelting pits, Carly took a deep breath and then checked her equipment.

Just as she confirmed that the magazine was loaded, she felt a faint light coming from behind a machine not far away -

"...!"

Carly raised her pistol and aimed it at that location. Blue dots of light lit up around it:

"Who?"

"Yes..it's me..."

A familiar voice was heard, and at the same time, a slender silver mechanical arm timidly stretched out from behind the machine, holding a small white flag.

"Are you...are you Carly?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Carly breathed a sigh of relief. She put down the gun and said softly:

"it's me."

A small chestnut head popped out from behind the machine, and its brown eyes cautiously looked at the girl who had just crawled out of the pit of corpses, seeming to be hesitant.

After a while, she seemed to be relieved and slowly walked out from behind the machine.

It is Shansen Rei, the tenth seat of [Blade of Babel], [Eye of Horus].

Her body was half suspended in the air, and several mechanical arms extending from her tail vertebrae moved flexibly, slowly walking in front of Carly.

At Lian's feet, countless small animals emitting faint light were surrounding her, including lambs, puppies, monkeys, and a moving little sunflower.

That was Lian's [Phantom Herd]. Carly had also seen one in Sean Davis' mansion, and it was of great help.

"You sent animals to help me?" Carly put the pistol back into the platform at her waist and focused her eyes on a lamb.

"Hmm..." Lian lowered her head and nodded gently, "I...I have always sent little Puen to follow you..."

Are you referring to the name of the lamb? Carly winked at the phantom lamb in a friendly way, and the lamb suddenly jumped up and waved happily at Carly.

Unlike the extroverted lamb, Lian looks very shy. This guy is very arrogant in his bedroom and laboratory, but once he goes out, he will become a little stutterer who has difficulty communicating.

This is also why she seldom goes out... Well, every time she goes out, Aoi will laugh at her and make fun of her, and over time she gets angry and refuses to go out.

Looking at Lian, who was very shy because of being out, Carly smiled softly:

"Why are you here, Miss Animal Lover~"

"I told you that I've always sent little Puen to follow you," Lian puffed up her cheeks, not showing the arrogance she had in the lab at all, "What if you...you get burned?"

"I used the Ice Storm," Carly smiled softly, "Although the power is very low, it is unlikely that they can restart the equipment in a short time, so I should not be burned as material tonight."

"Eh...?" Lian was obviously a little flustered when she heard [Ice Storm], "Are...are you okay?"

"It's okay. I feel more awake." Carly rubbed her forehead gently. "It's a good thing that I can stay awake like this."

Having said this, Carly took a deep breath and gently covered her heart, feeling the slight pain that was throbbing.

"I'm sorry I didn't talk to you properly before..."

"So you knew I went to see you before?"

"I'm not sure, but I think you must have been here."

"Humph, pink-haired nerd, you...you are not that important."

Even as Lian said this, she still used her robotic arm to pull out a small blue device and handed it to Carly.

The two intelligent girls didn't even need to communicate with each other to know how things would develop next:

"When you cross the border of Vizel, there will definitely be a [Blade of Babel] to stop you. This will help you," Lian said softly, "Do you have any more of the [Thorn Bullet] I gave you?"

"There's one left, I'll make good use of it," Carly said, "I made a deal with Newsboy, so I should be able to leave safely."

As she spoke, Carly took the device that Lian gave her, looked at it for a while, and then laughed softly:

"It's interesting. During the months when I was dizzy, you became stronger."

"Who asked you to drink every day..." Lian protested, but she spoke softly because they were outside. "...I...I wanted to discuss this with you..."

"There must be another chance..." Carly shook her head helplessly, "I'll borrow your laboratory then."

"I won't lend it to you..."

Lian puffed out her cheeks, as if thinking about how Carly had messed around with her lab on the eve of the [competition].

The two of them remained silent in the darkness for a while, and Lian spoke again:

"I...I haven't heard from my sister for a month..."

"Aoi didn't contact you?" Carly was a little surprised.

Lian shook her head gently, and at that moment, she seemed very small.

"You are going to...Hilst, right? If...if there is any news about my sister, tell me..."

"I'll help you keep an eye out."

"If...if you find my sister, remember...remember to talk to her for me."

Lian lowered her head and her voice became quieter and quieter, but it still reached Carly's ears clearly:

"I...I miss her very much. I'm not angry with her. I want her to come back soon..."

After saying that, Lian turned around in a huff and walked away surrounded by the little animals.

"Won't you leave with me?" Carly shouted.

"No, I'm more useful here..."

Lian paused for a moment, as if stunned for a moment, and then said softly:

"If she comes back and I leave again, then..."

Lian didn't finish her words, she quickened her pace and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at the place where Lian disappeared, Carly sighed softly, her ice-blue eyes full of fatigue.

She was tired of separation, tired of everyone being placed on opposite ends of the seesaw.

...END...

3) The Division

In the dark night, the Broken Moon Misala quietly floated in the air, casting its insignificant light on the outline of the city of Vizel.

Due to the massive circuit damage caused by the [Ice Storm], only a few backup light sources were on in the entire city, and visibility was extremely limited.

"..."

At the entrance of the refinery, Carly looked around and after confirming that there was no one nearby, she whispered through the "little birds" on a special communication frequency band:

“We are delivering a brand new message.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a light came on in the truck room not far away. The light was ice blue and looked very conspicuous.

Taking advantage of the night, Carly trotted to the side of the truck, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat.

In the driver's seat was a masked girl wearing a newsboy cap with a hood over it. She looked at Carly, then started driving without saying a word.

The truck soon drove out of the refinery and onto the highway from Wezel to Lavis, driving in the dark.

Soon, the outline of a checkpoint appeared not far away. Countless police cars were surrounding the checkpoint, checking every passing vehicle one by one.

Apparently, Laplace already knew about the blackout... The old guy must have realized that I would take this opportunity to escape the Federation, so he made a huge investment...

Besides, it is very likely that the [Blade of Babel] will intercept...

Recalling Lian's words, Carly turned to look at the girl in the driver's seat and said:

"Do you need me to do anything?"

"No need," the girl shook her head, "We are fully prepared."

After a short wait, the truck arrived at the checkpoint. The girl rolled down the window and stuck half of her head out:

“We are delivering a brand new message.”

Police officer Weiser outside the window was about to conduct a strict investigation, but was slightly startled when he heard this, then smiled at the girl:

"Be safe, [White Dove]."

The girl called "White Dove" nodded and put her head back. At the same time, the ground barrier in front of her retracted, allowing the truck to pass through the checkpoint.

"Is that your insider?" Carly asked softly.

"A companion," the girl nodded, "a cultivator."

As they were talking, the car drove to the gas station behind the checkpoint and started to refuel. At this time, the girl patted Carly on the shoulder and motioned her to get out of the car.

Carly did as she was told without hesitation. After getting off the truck, the two walked into a convenience store on the highway nearby. White Dove nodded to the staff member wearing a newsboy cap behind the counter of the convenience store, and then led Carly through the backstage of the convenience store and all the way to the parking lot at the back.

There, another figure wearing a newsboy cap and a hood was waiting boredly. When he saw the two people coming out of the back door, he immediately clapped his hands and walked over:

"Catch it."

The boy threw a bunch of keys to [White Dove] and then passed by the two of them.

Apparently, he was going to drive away the truck that was parked at the gas station.

A substitution scheme? Very clever, but not well thought out. If there were federal agents among the police blocking the highway, this little trick would be discovered immediately.

With this in mind, Carly and [White Dove] got into an inconspicuous black pickup truck. [White Dove] started the engine with the key he got from the boy, then drove the pickup truck around and onto the highway.

"Do we need to change cars later?" Carly asked [White Dove] in the driver's seat.

"Three times," White Dove nodded. "Change once at the rest stop in Lavis, once after entering the city, and once at the border."

Having said so, [White Dove] pulled down her mask and turned to Carly, revealing a pretty but somewhat haggard face.

"Remember me? Carly Fellowes."

"Of course I remember," Carly nodded gently, "Your name is Jessica, right?"

The girl in front of her was obviously one of the three-person team that Carly met in the "Strange Mist Forest" during the "Competition". Carly keenly noticed the crystal wrist inflammation on her hand at that time and pointed out the location of the nearest escape pod for her.

"You... actually still remember me..." Jessica was a little surprised, "I heard rumors that you already..."

"Even if I completely lose my memory, it will only take me a dozen seconds to detect your identity," Carly said, showing dots of blue light in front of her. "Even the scanning module possessed by ordinary federal agents can identify your identity from the database in the fastest case. It's useless if you have a mask on."

"It's useless..." Jessica sighed, "But at least it can hide it from others."

"Wearing a mask in a crowd will only make you more conspicuous," Carly smiled softly, "unless everyone is wearing a mask."

"So that's it, I've been taught a lesson."

Jessica held the steering wheel, looking intently at the road ahead illuminated by the headlights, and remained silent for a while.

After a while, she seemed unable to resist the urge in her heart, turned around and asked Carly:

"I...I would like to ask..."

"You want to know what happened tonight, don't you?"

Carly guessed Jessica's intention instantly, and the latter nodded slightly, seeming a little afraid of Carly in the passenger seat.

“Is Sean Davis really dead?”

"He's dead," Carly nodded, "Is this a good thing or a bad thing for the Newsboy?"

"Of course it's a good thing," Jessica sighed, "Because that guy promoted civilian self-defense weapons on a large scale, it's difficult for us to recruit new members from ordinary people... They all believed what Davis said, thinking that they can protect themselves with guns and no longer need the secret protection of any organization..."