Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"But—even if the wind and snow don't stop, we should still find a turning point at this steepest point."

She walked out of the tent, the frost blowing across her face stained her glasses, and the hot air she exhaled also covered her glasses with a layer of white mist.

While skillfully wiping his glasses, the explorer also opened his eyes wide and looked out at the vast world that was revealed before everyone.

"—Scientific expedition team, it's time to set off to the next location."

Chapter 55 The performance is about to begin

After saying goodbye to Pera that day——

Time flies, and the day of the performance is getting closer. Wendy temporarily interrupts her activities in the lower area and stays in the upper area.

However, perhaps because she was worried that something might happen to Wendy, Natasha sent Xier over when the members of the Earth Fire were gradually recovering with the help of the medical supplies.

"—Anyway, the boss said he's very grateful for your help. He'll treat you to a drink next time you go back."

Xier leaned against the wall and spoke like a gangster in some movie.

"Well, I'm glad Mr. Oleg is safe. He's a rare drinking buddy of mine."

Wendy sat on the soft big bed, her tone relaxed and leisurely.

Although it is indeed difficult to get things like alcohol in the lower area, no matter how difficult the conditions are, you still need something appropriate to relieve stress.

Otherwise, before solving the problem, I'm afraid I'll be crushed by the pressure. Not everyone is made of steel and can always withstand pressure.

Not to mention there are double-dealers like Sambo. It is not difficult to get a bottle or two of wine if you really want to, although you can only have two small glasses each and dare not be greedy.

At that time, Wendy boasted that she would bring a few bottles of "flammable oolong tea" to Oleg.

It’s a pity that I’ve always been short of money…

When mentioning this matter, Xier began to preach.

"You're so sick. I didn't know who choked me at the time, and I coughed for a long time before I felt better."

She even rolled her eyes at the poet in annoyance.

"Let me make this clear first. If you get really drunk, you can just lie down with the boss in that stinky mess. I won't move you back to my house."

"Don't worry, I'm 100%, or even 90%, confident I can get Mr. Oleg drunk."

Wendy stroked her chin with a rather confident expression.

"That's not the point of the problem!"

"Ah, could it be that Xier dislikes me?"

"Hmm! It's not that annoying. I just don't want to bring cats and dogs into my house."

Xier turned her face away as usual, as if avoiding his sight and answered.

"Ah, speaking of cats, I can't help sneezing!"

Wendy rubbed his nose. This inexplicable attraction to cats had actually caused him quite a bit of trouble, especially since most of the cat breeds here were cold-resistant.

Being cold-resistant naturally means having a lot of fur. Although stray cats are not that common in street corners and alleys, you can still encounter them a few times.

Every time this happened, Wendy had to carefully avoid them.

"Huh? Are you still afraid of cats? That's really lame!"

Xier suddenly became excited and her smile deepened.

"It's not so much a fear as it is an allergy. If there's a cat or cat hair around, I start to sneeze."

Wendy explained helplessly.

"No wonder you're holed up in this room. On a nice day like this, there should be a lot of stray cats on the streets in the upper district, right?"

Xier changed her posture slightly and looked sideways at the thriving city scenery outside the window.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a smile that was unclear whether it was teasing or mocking.

Seeing the girl's obvious resistance, Wendy took it seriously for once.

"Xi'er actually hates coming to the upper area, right?"

"If not liking something means hating it, then I do."

She didn't even turn her head and just said coldly.

"Whether it's the people here, the environment, or the architecture, I feel an insurmountable gap..."

Perhaps because she had some resentment in her heart that she had no way to vent, she pulled the curtains a little roughly to block out the dazzling light from outside, and turned to look into the room shrouded in a thin layer of dim light. Wendy was looking at her with concern.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The curve that originally hung on Xier's mouth suddenly disappeared, replaced by the somewhat cold look of the past.

"Because I'm worried about you."

Wendy placed her hands flat on her knees.

"So I want to make a promise with you first. If, I mean if—you wake up and find that this city is truly rotten to the core and you want to burn it to ashes, please let me lend a hand."

"...Your thoughts are a bit too dark, aren't they? You're from an upper-class district after all, so is it really okay for you to say that?"

Xier said with some disappointment and curiosity.

"Haha! You can rebuild your home if it's gone, but some things, once lost, can only be reborn from the ashes."

Wendy skipped over the so-called "upper class" identity and said with a smile.

"But just saying this must be a bit confusing for you. So, why don't we just put it into practice—"

Wendy had previously told Xier that the power of the Great Guardian was not gained through plunder, but was trusted by the people and given to those who could lead them out of difficulties.

The so-called home is the thing that is most prone to emotion. Destroying it will inevitably bring about strong negative emotions. At the same time, people will also create many brilliant colors from the act of protecting it.

If the underground fire wants to break into the upper area, it needs to establish a banner.

First, it cannot be tainted with the dark undertones of debt collectors, nor can it be an open rebellion against the existing regime.

We need to clarify the primary and secondary needs of the lower-level areas, rather than rushing to retaliate.

The resentment hidden in the hearts of most people in the lower classes will certainly not be ignored, but will be released after the fall of Cocolia.

After all, she was already a rat crossing the street that everyone wanted to beat. Even if the people in the lower class behaved a little "extremely", in the eyes of others, it was just the last nail in the coffin.

So, having said so much, where should we start with the underground fire?

This was what Xier's eyes revealed.

"During tomorrow's performance, the Iron Guards will patrol the surrounding streets and the train tracks below to ensure there are no monsters escaping from the New Rift."

"...You want me to make a name for myself there?"

"No, no, these are just a small number of stray monsters. They pose no threat to the Iron Guard patrols, nor will they put pressure on the existing order.

What we need is a bigger stage, a stage where everyone can focus on us.”

There was a hint of smile in Wendy's eyes.

"I don't understand." Xi'er shook her head, looking a little confused. "We want to become famous, but we can't just rely on these small occasions. So we can't stage our own attack on the Iron Guard, right?"

"Hehe. Actually, we are very close to the answer. Although we can't do bad things, we can have someone help us do it-"

Wendy snapped her fingers lightly, and the invisible crystal elements quickly combined to form a small "monster" that was extremely detailed in every aspect.

Its exterior is covered with a solid, alloy-textured shell, its shape resembles a sea slug, and its slowly extending wings are a light fluorescent green.

"……This is?"

Looking at this ability to create monsters out of thin air, Xier's heart trembled for no reason.

"It's just a little trick that has no substance."

Although this little trick would be enough to cause a sensation in the outside world, the poet Fengse still maintained a nonchalant attitude.

"On the day of the performance, I will let it out and cause a big disturbance, in the way that the existing regime cannot avoid and is extremely stressful-"

Chapter 56: Actors in place...

The day of the performance.

Wendy adjusted the Ferrin early and left the hotel to prepare rooms for the performers.

Xier had also left for the designated location earlier, and was ready to take action immediately once the signal was given.

When he arrived at the hall, it was already crowded with not only the band members but also many spectators who came to see the show.

Because today is a holiday, there are a lot of people, and the news of the public performance has been circulating for a long time, so it seems particularly lively.

However, there were no acquaintances of Wendy's in the crowd. Jeppard was guarding the edge of the passage, while Shiluwa had been working overtime these days to manufacture technological protective gear and disposable protective shields.

As for the intelligence officer, she should be on patrol right now, and Bronya...

According to Pera, she seemed to have had an argument with Cocolia and was eventually sent back to the front line, which was somewhat like letting her reflect on her mistakes there.

Wendy wasn't surprised when she heard the news. Rather, given Bronya's personality, she was surprised after personally visiting the lower district and witnessing the plight of the other citizens.

She was destined to abandon her past cowardice and timidity and instead question Cocolia's decisions.

And a conflict is bound to break out between the two.

Before Bronya went to the lower area, in her mind, the upper and lower areas of Beloberg were one.

Whether as an heir or a daughter, it is normal for her to obey Cocolia's orders.

Even though there are some hidden worries in her heart, it has not reached the point of breaking off relations. As long as Cocolia is willing to give an explanation, Bronya will definitely choose to believe her.

However, now that her mindset has changed, Bronya's view of Cocolia will become more objective, and she will also incorporate her own independent thinking.

After losing the halo and filter of her mother, the things Cocolia had done before could no longer be justified by her identity as a great guardian.

The doubts and problems exposed will further affect Bronya's perception and make the conflict between mother and daughter more and more serious.

When the rift grows bigger and even becomes apparent, the city builders will realize that there may be a crisis of trust between the current Great Guardian and the heir.

But to remove Bronya's status as heir would in itself destroy Cocolia's political credibility.

Unless Bronya switches to the Rift, under normal circumstances, even Cocolia cannot change her status as the heir.

After all, the issue of succession has always been very sensitive and acute. If you can replace even the heir you have trained yourself, who can guarantee that the next heir will not choose a puppet that you can control?

Especially since there are precedents of such things in history.

You can implement centralized rule under the existing laws, there is no problem with that, after all, the guardian is ultimately elected by everyone.

It is better to swallow the bitter fruit now than to have the City Builder family be slapped in the face and lose authority together.

At worst, we can just say that Beloberg has his own national conditions and his term will be over if we just wait it out.

But if you stop acting and turn into a dictator, even if you have actually been doing so for many years, it doesn't mean that people don't have resentment.

I really want to overturn the table and not follow the rules.

Then the city builders would have to consider whether it was time to switch sides.

Commander Bronya's qualifications may not be the best in ancient and modern times, but her resume is definitely glorious. During her service, she has carried out no less than a hundred military operations on the front lines. She has rich command experience and a moderate personality.

While there is still a surplus of sympathy regarding the issue of attrition, recent performance has been impeccable.

Being able to lead a group of elite soldiers to suppress the newly born rift world with the flames of the outer universe means that his combat power is at least at the level of the previous guards.

Such an heir has outstanding qualifications, superb martial arts skills, and is trained strictly according to the standards of a Grand Guardian.

Even if Cocolia really wanted to replace her, she would have to ask their opinions. Although the status of the city builders has gradually become closer to mascots since the Great Guardian took office, their ancestors were glorious after all.

They say they have no ideas, which is impossible.

Matters involving such an exchange of power cannot be fully explained in a few words!

For this reason, if Bronya really decides to rebel, she will definitely have supporters and even many potential investors, but Cocolia is, after all, a female vixen who has been in office for a long time, and her power has been deeply rooted after such a long tenure.

Bronya still lacks a lot of background compared to the other party. The part that was originally going to become her political assets may become her obstacle instead.

So at this time we need to introduce a strong foreign aid——