After a few moments of silence, the driver couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What kind of person is Tian Lie?"
"Hmm?" Shen's gaze shifted slightly, showing some interest as he glanced at the driver ahead. "Why, have you heard something?"
"Let me tell you, being assigned to work by your side, almost everyone in the team envies me," the driver grinned. "But even before I came, countless people whispered that name in my ear — of course, I've heard plenty of legends about Tian Lie, always formidable tales. They say in the team, only he dares to joke around with you without restraint."
"He is..." Shen seemed to sigh, but just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. His face darkened, and his gaze turned cold. "He's just my former driver and assistant. Besides that, you don't need to know anything else. Now... any more questions?"
"Uh... no, none!" The driver quickly shrunk back.
In the back seat, Shen was taking out a bottle of beer from the car fridge. Just as he took a sip, he heard the driver ahead speak softly, "Um, sorry to bother you."
"Sigh." Shen sighed. "Perhaps I've been too gentle with you all in my usual attitude?"
"No, no, it's not that," the driver's forehead beaded with cold sweat. "I received an urgent message in my earpiece, it's from the team."
"Hmm?" Shen frowned, setting down the bottle of beer in his hand.
The George Barton once again abruptly stopped at the roadside, seemingly disregarding the no-parking sign nearby.
Inside the car, a few minutes later, Shen picked up a special communicator.
"I just received a report. What exactly happened?" Shen held the communicator, listening carefully to the voice on the other end. After a while, Shen's expression suddenly became quite peculiar. "You mean, completely severed? 'Severed,' is that the word?"
After some more voices came through the communicator, Shen's expression became increasingly intriguing.
"Wait... you're saying even the moles we planted previously can't be contacted? This... is truly interesting! Are you sure it's not because our people got exposed and Zero City cleared them out? Are you sure it's not the case? Alright, if you're certain it's not, then this is intriguing. I recall... Zero City has never encountered such a situation before."
Shen held the communicator, seemingly pondering for a moment. A strange gleam flashed in his eyes, and he swiftly issued a command, "Have all 'ears' disperse immediately! Start searching from the highest priority targets on our monitoring list! See if anyone notices anything! My sixth sense tells me this might be something interesting, even a rare opportunity! Let all our ears go out and search! See what they can discover. I believe... there must be Zero City agents out there in the world right now. If we're lucky enough to find one or two key figures, then perhaps this is the best opportunity."
After setting down the communicator, a smirk formed on Shen's lips, a hint of devilry in his smile.
"Um... Guild Leader, I don't mean to disturb you. But it seems there's a police officer coming over—parking isn't allowed here. Should I handle it?"
...
On the roadside, after a police motorcycle stopped behind the George Barton, a graceful female officer got off. Her slender and vibrant figure was tightly wrapped in the police uniform. She walked up to the front of the car and lightly tapped on the window.
The rear window lowered, revealing Shen's face. Sunlight hit his face at just the right angle, showcasing his handsome features: sapphire-like eyes and radiant golden hair, catching the female officer's gaze.
The officer slowly removed her helmet, revealing a three-dimensional face, especially accentuated by her full lips, adding a touch of sensuality.
"Is there something you need assistance with?" Shen smiled gently.
"Do you need any help?" The female officer took a deep breath. "I noticed you've parked here. Are you experiencing any trouble? Also, parking isn't allowed here."
"Alright, I apologize, I..." Shen seemed about to say something when his gaze suddenly fixated on the officer's hair— it was a natural, fiery red, definitely not dyed.
Shen's smile immediately took on a hint of intrigue. "May I know your name, beautiful officer?"
"Simpson, you can call me Officer Simpson."
"Officer Simpson, alright, now I know your last name, but what about your first name? Would I have the honor of knowing that?"
The female officer seemed momentarily captivated by the charming smile of the young man before her and subconsciously whispered, "Lisa, Lisa Simpson."
Shen smiled, genuinely pleased it seemed, but his gaze lingered on her attractive red hair.
...
Nicole stood in the shower, the hot water flowing from the nozzle, washing over her body.
The girl's figure was as alluring as a blooming peony in the water. Nicole pushed her hair back with both hands and stood in the water for several minutes, letting the hot water cascade over her face and body.
"Idiot, what a fool."
In her mind, replayed the scene from the last mission, the clumsy guy piloting her combat mech.
Hmph, he clearly didn't know how to pilot a mech properly.
But...
Thinking back to the way he looked at her.
Nicole sighed.
Quickly turning off the water, Nicole grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, then walked barefoot out of the bathroom.
The girl's slender, fair feet stepped onto the soft carpet of the room as Nicole walked to the wardrobe, standing in front of the mirror.
In the mirror, Nicole saw her own reflection: her beautiful face, captivating gaze, slender neck, delicate collarbones, and... under the towel, the curves of her body still couldn't be hidden.
Beneath the towel's hem were a pair of straight and slender legs.
"Sigh, every time I can't show my true face, it's really annoying," Nicole sighed.
If I were to appear in front of that fool in my true form, he would definitely be frightened, right?
Would he scream?
Or perhaps come running and hug me, crying?
Damn it! Why am I thinking of these weird questions!
Nicole rushed back into the bathroom. A minute later, she emerged wearing a new set of clothes: a sports jacket and a baseball cap.
The Floating Angel had been in Roddy's hands for so long, with severely depleted energy. So, Nicole decided to return to Zero City to recharge and repair her Floating Angel. She didn't have the repair tools with her, so she had to find a solution in Zero City.
Fortunately, as a member of the high-ranking Angel Legion, she still had some secret reserves in Zero City.
Approaching a door, Nicole gently grasped the handle and then rotated it repeatedly, turning it a few times...
She pulled the door forcefully...
The next moment, Nicole froze!
Behind the door was not the expected backup passage in Zero City.
Instead... it was her own bedroom!
"What's going on?"
Nicole frowned, closing the door again, and then turned the handle a few more times.
This time it was more thorough — with a click, the handle was directly twisted off, falling off the door.
Nicole was completely stunned.
"What... what the heck is going on?!"
...
London, outskirts, at a nobleman's exclusive horse ranch.
The noble gentlemen, dressed in riding attire, paraded around with an air of superiority. Especially two men with neatly groomed hair, deliberately riding their horses past Miao Yan repeatedly for the eighth time!
Miao Yan yawned, feeling somewhat bored.
She sat at a table under a parasol, with a typical English aristocratic afternoon tea set before her.
(What a blunder, I only wanted to experience the standard life of British nobility, so I logged in early to attend this horse event... Who would've thought it would be so boring!)
Watching the so-called viscount, who rode past her for the ninth time not far away, even taking off his hat to salute her.
Miao Yan resisted the urge to pull out a rocket launcher and blast the guy into smithereens, and reluctantly responded with a smile.
Although the guy appeared polite with his gentlemanly smile, Miao Yan knew very well that he was only thinking about how to seduce her, the Countess, and then get her into bed.
Hmph, disgusting.
After sitting here for over half an hour, Miao Yan felt she had given the hosts enough face. So, she stood up, ready to make a strong impression.
Better to go back and see what interesting instances are available recently. Then, using her privileges as a high-level player, she could obtain special access qualifications and have some fun inside. It's definitely more entertaining than enduring this damn noble life here.
Just as Miao Yan was about to leave the table...
"Personal system: Unknown data disruption detected. Reminder to online high-level players, emergency disconnection initiated. All online users will be forcibly logged out! Execution in three seconds!"
Forced log out? Damn it!!
A few seconds later...
The "Miao Yan" standing in place suddenly looked around in confusion. A terrified expression quickly appeared on her face.
"I... I... how did I get here? Ahh!!!"
With a thud, the helpless Countess sat on the ground, clutching her head. "How did I get here? How did I end up here?!"
Soon, people gathered around her...