It was still the gambling table in the dark.

This time, no chips appeared on the table, only a few golden wine cups containing scarlet wine started from the base and were revealed in the light blue data stream patchwork.

The light on the southeast side suddenly lit up.

Gwen, wearing a crown, flashed in the position, picked up the wine glass in front of her and took a sip, as if thinking of something, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

A golden spoon appeared in his hand and tapped the edge of the wine glass twice.

In just a few seconds, people appeared in several other positions one after another.

"What's going on? It's not time for party...Gwen?"

Lilith, who was still dressed in a charming manner, stood by the table, with a light red afterglow on her face, and her tone was not very friendly.

"Sorry for disturbing you, but I do have some surprises to tell you."

Gwen, who realized that he might disturb the other party's good things, said sorry, but his eyes swept back and forth on Lilith, paused, and his eyes turned to the main position again.

"Where is Connor, isn't he with you?"

"I'm waiting for you to report the accident you just mentioned."

The young man with a cold face crossed his hands and stood behind the chair where Gwen was sitting, and walked towards his position as he spoke.

Except for the blue rings that disappeared around his temples, his face was no different from five years ago.

With Connor's seat, someone appeared in the dark opposite. He pulled open his chair and sat silently. Bonaparte in the southwest position was already drinking the wine in the toast, playing with the butterfly knife in his hand without changing his face, and the cold blade spiraled at his fingertips.

"The Ourobos asked us to cooperate with the plan, you agreed, so I have been preparing for this. Through several cameras in the community, I found some interesting things... I can't understand it, you can see it yourself. What the Webosnake needs to do this time is not simple!"

I snapped my fingers again and there was a screen flashing on the gambling table. It was not a single picture, but a screen pieced together with dozens or even hundreds of different pictures. Each screen was only a cigarette box in size.

There is no problem with them when ordinary people find it difficult to see clearly.

The mutation of monsters, the harsh roar of gunfire and the ubiquitous panic wailing...

"From the No. 35 community to the No. 40 community, there are about 136 similar images collected. These are the pictures in the surveillance camera. The numbers outside the camera will probably double. Among them, there are only 53 combat images, most of which are concentrated in the No. 37 and No. 39 community."

With Gwen's words, the screens were split and reorganized, and secondary classification was carried out.

"Haha~ Those infected people actually have this purpose. I knew that the people in the Webosnake organization were all crazy people, and they actually used this method to fight against the Qianfancheng government..."

Bonaparte leaned against the bench, pressed his right hand against his cheek, and glanced casually. In his opinion, the combat power of the infected people in the picture could not last long.

"But as far as I know, the security department of Qianfan City has noticed something strange in the lower-level communities. Starting this morning, nearly 50 raiders-type 3 airships have entered our territory one after another. This number has been increasing so far. With just such a few infected people, I am afraid that they will be cleaned up by the Qianfan City government within two or three days, and they will not cause any storms!"

In order to fight against the increasing number of monsters from the sources of spiritual pollution in the surrounding dangerous areas and maintain its own regime, Qianfancheng has spared no effort in establishing its own armed forces in recent years. In addition, Qianfancheng government itself is a government jointly established by capital oligarchs. To put it bluntly, everything is lacking, but it is not short of money!

And the huge investment in resources still gains some benefits.

Although most of these troops are stationed in several affiliated industrial cities outside Qianfan City to fight against monsters that constantly invade the border, the armed forces left to maintain the security of Qianfan City remained at around 50,000.

This number can inevitably make people feel shabby at first glance. After all, Qianfan City has a population of nearly 20 million, which is nothing compared to the 50,000 permanent troops.

But this is not the case.

Strictly speaking, these 50,000 people actually refer to Qianfancheng's "public" armed forces, which do not include community patrols that prefer regional police and private forces of major consortiums, but elite troops dedicated to special operations, and the security department is part of its function.

These people usually only stay in the base for training, with their backs against the three major mechanical groups, Yuanfan, Crown and Blue Wings. The weapon configuration of this unit is undoubtedly world-class. In addition, Paradise Intelligent Brain controls the city's intelligence network, and its combat effectiveness is unquestionable.

To some extent, it is even one level higher than the troops stationed outside. After all, the area they guard must be equipped with a "Sky City".

It is impossible for tens of thousands of terrorists or hundreds of primary monsters from spiritual pollution to suddenly appear in Qianfan City. The city-wide supervision of Paradise Intelligent Brain is enough to allow the Qianfan City government to detect signs of unrest in any area in the shortest time and deal a blow.

Small-scale unrest can be handled with only a few teams quite safely, so 50,000 elite soldiers are enough to deal with any situation no matter how they look at it.

"You mean the Ourobosnakes will fail?"

Lilith also returned to normal at this time...Okay, it was just the flush on her face fading away.

"If we continue to follow the current trend, the word 'failure' is not very accurate, and it might be better to describe it as 'debauchery'."

Withdrawing the butterfly knife indifferently and raising his hand to stroke the dreadlocks on his head, Bonaparte obviously didn't care much about whether the Ubosnake's plan could succeed.

"It is too early to discuss the success or failure of the Ubosnake organization. Obviously, the Ubosnake plan is at the beginning. Their arrangements in the lower-level communities have not yet been fully demonstrated. I don't think they will be stupid enough to expose their secrets that have been hidden for many years with actions that will definitely fail."

The woman sitting opposite Connor finally spoke.

While she was talking, Gwen and Bonaparte, who were about to open their mouths, chose to shut up. Lilith closed her eyes and glanced downwards, but she did not intend to interrupt her speech.

"I agree with this statement. The Ouroboros have been planning for a long time, and it cannot be to bring themselves a worthless defeat."

Before the other three people could speak, Connor responded first.

"If the Webobbles can fight against the Qianfancheng government alone, they don't need to come and seek cooperation with us. Besides, we have never been ally with the Webobbles, and now we are just a cooperative relationship of interests. Gwen, don't have too many concerns. As long as our plan is implemented smoothly, the results of the Webobbles will not affect anything."

"I understand, since that's the case, I will inform you at the right time... Heaven is not easy to deal with, and you must find a way to get what we want at the most appropriate time."

With Connor's assurance, Gwen's expression became much easier. He drank the wine in the glass in one sip and disappeared directly from the seat.

"I will continue to monitor the movements of the security department and wait until they send the weapons we want. Speaking of which, I have never seen the weapons of the ticks. The things made by the crown may be even more powerful than us. Unfortunately, they are all group of brainless guys... Hey, I don't seem to have brainless either. This is such a shit-like joke."

Flipping his dreadlocks, Bonaparte also disappeared at the table.

"I'll leave first, you guys talk."

Another person stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wendy!"

Connor called the person who turned around and said in a deep voice,

"I have something to talk to you."

Lilith looked at Connor, but she stopped talking, and finally had to leave.

"Is there anything you have to do?"

The beige turtleneck sweater is covered with a brown vest, and the lower body is made of slim trousers. The long hair is simply wrapped around the back of the head, and Wendy looks as always.

It's not like Lilith's charming appearance, but she's dressed very ordinary, but it's also comfortable.

This is a dress that someone praised a long time ago.

She doesn't want to change.

"You suddenly left because of the person Lilith mentioned, right? No one can contact you in the past few days, either me or others... are you looking for him?"

"Is there any problem?"

Wendy didn't deny it, just asked back.

"The tree world will face severe challenges. I need you to be fully prepared. Human beings should not be a factor that affects our actions and judgments."

The dialogue between them does not require roundabout temptations, and absolute rationality will allow both parties to come up with the best answer.

"This does not conflict with what I am doing now. He will not affect our plan. I look for him and just want to get an answer."

Looking straight into Connor's eyes, Wendy's answer was straightforward.

"Next, you will be responsible for the monitoring and follow-up of the No. 35 community. I think the Ourobos will ask us for help if they don't need it for a long time. This is their opportunity and also an excellent opportunity for us!"

"knew."

Silent turned around, and Wendy's figure disappeared at the table.

Connor stood there and watched her leave. Suddenly, he turned around and picked up the glass of wine on the table, took it to his mouth, paused for a few seconds, and put it back on the table.

He knew clearly that this very good-looking wine was just a virtual product of data, and it would have no taste when drunk.

What he really wants is actually drinking.

For Connor.
Chapter completed!