The Jingwei Aerospace Mothership, a massive strategic armed projection vehicle, carrying nearly an overwhelming number of drones, is circling around the entire city of Jiankang. However, they are being blocked by a faint blue spiritual force field and unable to break through.
At night, residents of Jiankang can look up to see a hemisphere-shaped shield made of spiritual force fields, protecting the entire city from the south to Niushoushan in the north, and Ba Gua Island.
The generator of this gigantic force field shield is located deep within Zijin Mountain at the center of Jiankang. Princess Nankang advanced through the secret passage, heavily guarded by troops, and arrived at the military institution where the generator is located.
"Your Highness," she was greeted by Zheng Qiupei, the niece of the current head of the Zheng family, a girl in her early twenties, "Please follow me."
"Okay," Princess Nankang nodded slightly.
Upon entering the inner chamber, she saw Zheng Junming, the current head of the Zheng family, a third grade supernatural with "Spiritual Impact" bloodline ability, wearing the neuroconnection suit of experimental personnel, immersed in a tank filled with nutrient solution, wearing a helmet covered with countless electrodes.
Thinking of Wang Maohong's current appearance was similar, Princess Nankang couldn't help but sigh at these psychic families; it seemed that they couldn't escape dealing with various instruments in the end.
On the contrary, Li Xuansheng, of the Longxi Li family, a physical-type supernatural, not only leisurely went for morning runs every day but also opened a martial arts school, filmed short videos, and taught everyone 'relaxed flexibility'. His life couldn't be more comfortable.
"Uncle can still maintain the force field for now," explained Zheng Qiupei, "but if the Longxiang Army's offensive continues to escalate, the situation might not be optimistic."
"How is the Longxiang Army's offensive today?" Princess Nankang asked in a low voice.
As a royal princess, she was naturally well aware of the enemy's daily attacks. Her question just now was actually asking Zheng Junming how long he could maintain this city-level giant shield.
"I can't say for sure," Zheng Qiupei shook her head solemnly. "If we estimate based on the current offensive pressure, three months should be achievable."
"Too short," Princess Nankang expressed some disappointment.
The court's requirement is to maintain at least three months, but the current offensive seems to be merely a probing attack from the Longxiang Army, rather than a full-scale effort.
After continuing to converse with Zheng Qiupei for a moment and conveying the court's condolences, Princess Nankang took her leave.
The last visit today is to the Fanyang Lu family. The court needs the Lu family's "Restraining Pulse" to suppress the attacks on the airspace above the capital suburbs by the Jingwei-class mothership—even if they can't penetrate the enemy's energy deflection shield, at least they can slow down the frequency of drone attacks.
Oh, by the way, what is brother Jinyang doing now?
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Su Lili, what are you doing now?
Cheng Jinyang lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
"Can't sleep?" Xing Yuanzhi asked beside him.
"Yeah, a bit," Cheng Jinyang sighed.
"Maybe it's because your nerves are still active," Chu Qingqing enthusiastically suggested, "How about we tell ghost stories?"
"Will we even get excited after hearing ghost stories?" Xing Yuanzhi joked.
"No way," Miss Qingqing chuckled, "Thrilling emotions can clear out other emotions in the brain, making it easier to fall asleep after hearing ghost stories."
Xing Yuanzhi was about to ask, "How do we clear out the added thrilling emotions?" when Wang Wanrou said:
"Go ahead, tell us."
"Well, it's said that the Yangtze River Bridge often sees deaths after midnight," Miss Qingqing said seriously, "Sometimes it's suicide, sometimes it's accidents, but it's not clear why."
"Some people say it's because the bridge cuts off the dragon energy of the Yangtze River, so those walking on it are often deterred by the dragon's roar, and accidents are more likely to happen when their will is weak at night."
"Speaking of which, I heard that near Pukou Railway Station, there's always a white shadow wandering around late at night," Cheng Jinyang added, "But every time someone tries to approach, the figure immediately flees, so no one has ever seen its true face."
"You're saying all of these are unverifiable urban legends," Xing Yuanzhi said helplessly. "Is there anything more reliable?"
"We've already said these are ghost stories, what more reliability do you want?" Miss Qingqing chuckled. "By the way, have you heard of the King of Hackers?"
"The King of Hackers?"
"A hacker who's said to be capable of anything," Chu Qingqing said seriously. "Roaming freely on the internet, any firewall is like nothing to them. Because of that, they also hold countless secrets that cannot be made public."
"As long as you can trace its whereabouts and contact it, it will answer a question for you, whether it's about which stocks will rise in the future or if your crush likes you. It can give answers to almost anything."
"Is this also considered a ghost story?" Cheng Jinyang questioned.
"A hacker who knows everything might have already searched through your secret folders and read all of your diaries, isn't that terrifying?" Chu Qingqing retorted.
"I never keep secrets on my computer," Cheng Jinyang replied. "I only trust my memory. By the way, Yuanzhi, your little sister Yang Wangshu seems to be quite skilled in computer technology too, right? Would she happen to know this so-called King of Hackers?"
"I don't know," Xing Yuanzhi shook her head. "Actually, I don't know much about her."
"Don't know much, yet you still ask her to help out and provide technical assistance for our attendance?"
"That's her own choice."
Cheng Jinyang fell silent for a moment. This... sounds like something from the Green Tea Quotes, right? Speaking of which, my family's Yuanzhi can be regarded as a goddess. Not only does she have a bunch of licking dogs in the Cheng and Xing families, but she also has Yang Wangshu willingly serving as her tool outside. Her charm is simply irresistible to both men and women!
On the other hand, there's a certain self-proclaimed unparalleled beauty, but she can't even capture a single licking dog. It's really pitiful and laughable!
"What time does she usually go to bed?" Wang Wanrou suddenly asked.
"Um," Xing Yuanzhi thought seriously, "she... I feel like she never sleeps."
Everyone: ...
So, is she a night owl?
"We can call and ask," Wang Wanrou took out her phone, "Yuanzhi, what's her number?"
Xing Yuanzhi: ?????
"What do you want to do?" she asked cautiously.
"Confirm if she sleeps or not," Wang Wanrou said matter-of-factly.
"Isn't that unnecessary?" Cheng Jinyang also asked curiously, "Is it important whether she sleeps or not?"
"It's important," Wang Wanrou said.
In her mind's eye, Cheng Jinyang's thought interface was in some kind of unusually active output mode.
However, she was completely unaware of how this mode came about.
Or, it's like when the time comes, it suddenly appears.
If this mode is related to recruiting new people into the dream world...
Then, the next step is to select suitable candidates.