CHAPTER 1930: CHAPTER 1755: A WORLD-SHAKING SCHEME

Watching people fall into trouble.

For these people, it counts as a major pleasure.

No choice.

Frustration.

Underestimated the opponent, turned the tables, and then got caught here. The future is uncertain. It’s common to see new faces arrive, and for them, it’s a regular event.

Newcomers.

Quite a rare sight.

Through them.

One can catch up on the outside world’s development. There’s no internet here, though there is TV. But the TV doesn’t show news, only some TV series from various countries, and the genres are quite rich.

Looking at the limping wounded among the team.

They thought to themselves:

"Overestimating themselves!"

Coming here.

The first thing taught is to behave honestly. The guards here are as strong as monsters, rarely can anyone stand against them. Even if someone can, they can at most hold for two or three moves. If someone persists for more than five moves.

Haha.

Then the guard is going easy on them.

No running away.

It must be like this.

"Boom!"

Another thunder rumbles, lightning without rain.

As for this.

Everyone is already used to it. This place is very peculiar; in the daytime, it’s fine with often clear skies and glaring sunlight, but at night, the sky becomes shrouded in dark clouds, hiding the stars.

Very eerie.

"If I had known the consequences, I wouldn’t have taken that task even if you killed me." In one of the zones, the Mole is full of regret. Back then, he accepted the mission to assassinate Ling and got caught just when he entered the country.

He’s been locked up for over two years now.

These two years.

Newcomers have come in batches.

Through them.

The Mole learned about the outside world. Besides being shocked, he was still shocked. When he came in, Ling was just a regional leader, but over two years have passed, and Ling has successfully reached the summit.

The speed of that.

Blinked out his eyes.

Moreover.

The subsequent series of actions Ling took were even more astonishing to him. Transcription Fluid, Filtering Solution, Mine-clearing Vehicle, Asia Dollar, Oasis, each item a technological marvel that stunned the world came from Ling’s hands.

Terrifying!

This terrifying.

Is not financial strength, nor technology, but the hidden strength beneath.

The ones who came here.

Apart from those who assaulted Ling.

There are also many inexplicable people, some from many familiar forces, more from unheard-of ones, large and small, from countries around the world, and the professions are quite diverse.

Many people said they did not wrong Ling, had nothing to do with it.

Thus.

Everyone had a terrifying guess.

This is a large game of chess, with the entire planet as the board, all beings as the pieces, and the player may not be Ling, even Ling might just be a piece on the board, and they are merely pawns.

Thinking about the strength of the guards.

"Alas!"

The Mole sighed.

This life.

He estimates he will spend here for the rest of his life.

Actually.

He only came to this place last month, before he was underground, no light of day. Relatively speaking, here there is wind, rain, and sunshine, thunder, and lightning, much better than the underground before.

Got used to living, feels okay.

There is food.

There is drink.

Gets along well with others.

Fighting would be punished, usually boasting, feeling life seems to be wasted like this, but it’s better than dying, he has accepted fate, those who come here are not allowed to leave alive.

Not killing.

Is already a grace.

"..."

Gitti also gazes at those in the district.

A chill goes through the heart.

The future.

Is this her destiny? Also, perhaps this is retribution, doing things with a heavy hand but also leaving a trail of blood, as its controller, this guilt accounted to herself is not over-exaggerating.

Quickly.

Arriving at the end of the road.

A building.

It is integrated with the enclosure wall, the main structure is outside the wall. From the bottom up, hundreds of arm-thick steel pipes stretch from the ground to the top of the enclosure wall. Gitti is very curious about what’s outside.

"Change clothes."

"Take the wristband."

"Eat."

"Learn the rules and regulations."

"..."

For the next two hours, they got a comprehensive lesson, this place’s life is not free, no duels allowed, no bullying others, no attacking managers, and they have to perform labor.

What kind of labor?

Farming.

That’s right, farming. Their food is self-sufficient. Outside the enclosure wall, a piece of land is opened for each person to cultivate their own plot of land. What to plant, how to plant, will be assigned.

Gitti: "..."

Is this a farm?

Finished learning.

Exit the building.

"Rumble!"

The rain still hasn’t come down.

Moreover.

The wind is surprisingly warm. Lined up in three rows, returned to the district, each allocated their rooms. The district has separate accommodations for men and women, and the circle of rooms does not completely face the square, some face the opposite side.

Divided by partitions.

Two people to a room, it’s fairly spacious.

"What are these people trying to do? Also, considering the distance in Canada, how much time has passed?"

On the bed.

Gitti listens to the thunder, frowning.

...

Pacific.

Above.

A Boeing 747 aircraft is flying above the clouds, upon boarding the plane, Miao Ye went to his room to rest, the cabin seemed very quiet; the dedicated flight attendants and security kept diligently on duty.

Upper deck.

Cockpit.

Suddenly.

Tang Qing’s figure appears. At this moment, the airplane has just left the United States continental. Flying passenger planes, Tang Qing has little interest, just here to sit and play, since halfway is all autonomous driving, there’s nothing to do.

Outside the cockpit.

You can see the twinkling stars.

Flying westward.

Chasing the night completely, to get Ling on the plane truly took quite a bit of effort; taking over Kovalro, taking over Heavy Fist, and throwing so many people onto the Island was indeed busy work.

But.

Tuoyin went to the Island.

Gitti didn’t.

Instead, she’s in a different space, with the Training Area at a thousand five hundred square kilometers, but he doesn’t intend to let outsiders live there. However, there’s a place twenty times larger than the Training Area that’s empty.

Over two months.

A ’bucket’ was built in the center of the lake.

To store some that weren’t planned to be killed but never wanted to let out. And those two islands in the Pacific are of essential difference; one is a dead end, the other all about unfortunate people.

Alas!

Meddling too much, comes with many associated things.

Next.

There’s another good show to play out, nibbling on seeds, Tang Qing quietly enjoys it; such a grand scheme, whether you accept it or not, you have to. That scene, Tang Qing is very much looking forward to.

...

United States.

Washington.

Manor.

It has been over four hours since the attack, a large amount of information has poured in from all sides, and the old man listens with growing gravity, sending people to the Heavy Fist’s Headquarters, only to find it all emptied.

Looks like.

Left quite leisurely.

Premeditated.

All of a sudden.

The old man also becomes a bit worried, these people disappeared, definitely lurking for a bigger move. And judging by Gitti’s tone last time, it’s likely aimed at him, which indeed frustrates him.

Digging a pit.

Almost buried himself in it.

What else to say about this?

Just at this moment.

"There’s a new discovery."

A trusted aide clearing at the Heavy Fist’s headquarters sends a message, and after reading it, the old man is struck as if by lightning, standing still, because a slip of paper was discovered in an extremely hidden corner of a trusted Gitti’s bedroom.

Content:

"Ling was supported by Miss Gitti."