316: Chapter 52: Escape from Encirclement 316: Chapter 52: Escape from Encirclement Some time ago, in Weiyuan City.
The brightness of the giant advertisements hadn’t decreased a bit during the day.
To boost their advertising effect, their clamorous sounds echoed excessively in decibels on both sides of the bustling streets.
Pedestrians walked with their eyes fixed forward, avoiding eye contact with others as much as possible and following the routes planned in their minds, even keeping their voices deliberately low.
An individual’s quietness juxtaposed against the environment’s noise, seemingly incompatible, yet they harmoniously coexisted in reality.
If Gongsun Ce were to see this sight, he would lament how listless the city’s residents seemed.
Yet this noninterfering stability was the pride of Weiyuan City, and even that of Zero Island—like every person’s little cosmos, harmonious and profound.
In the back seat of a high-end armored limousine, a Ninja in white robes admired the neatly organized surroundings, speaking with pride.
“The crime rate has decreased by another 0.1 percentage point this year.” The driver, decked in a white striped outfit, respectfully echoed, “It’s all thanks to Pure=san.”
“That’s not correct, Cleaner=san.” The Ninja in the back seat was unwrapping a daifuku, “First is Lord Shanqi, then Lord Shiyu, and only then comes me, right?”
“You are absolutely right!
My apologies, I will sever a finger as atonement!”
With seemingly fearful words of apology, the Cleaner didn’t actually feel any tension in his heart.
He was aware of his superior’s temperament; Pure was actually in a good mood but had to maintain such façade due to professional etiquette.
“No need, just be more careful next time.” Pure placed the daifuku in his mouth, but his brow suddenly furrowed!
The Cleaner caught the sign through the rearview mirror with sharp intuition.
He rushed to use his Ninja insight to find the reason for his boss’s irritation.
Was there a fight breaking out?
Or had the dregs from the alleys dared to venture into the bustling area?
The Cleaner’s gaze swept over the City Garden on the left side of the street, where he witnessed an unbelievably horrifying disaster.
Faded coats, flies swirling around, cheap egg sushi, and glass bottles.
The Cleaner internally screamed.
There were filthy homeless people!
Two of them had intruded into the clean park, sitting in the antique-style octagonal pavilion!!
The Cleaner quickly rolled down the window and tossed a shuriken within 0.5 seconds.
The homeless didn’t even have time to scream before they fell.
The Ninja said respectfully, “My deepest apologies, I took the liberty of cleaning.”
“Don’t worry about it.
After our mission is over, give this area a thorough clean.” “It would be my pleasure.”
They were one kilometer away from the headquarters of Yucun Pharmaceutical, and the Cleaner sped up.
Pure, as if offhandedly, said, “Do you know about Crusher=san’s mission?”
It’s to obstruct the despicable invaders, a difficult mission.” The Cleaner knowingly emphasized the words ‘despicable’ and ‘difficult’.
“It’s a very tough mission.
Crusher=san, despite being informal, has always been a diligent Ninja.” Pure unintentionally stressed, “He’s someone who would fight to the death, right?”
“If those invaders get past the waterfall, then Crusher=san…
Through the rearview mirror, the Cleaner saw his superior’s gaze.
He understood the hidden meaning in the leader’s words.
The Ninja replied with an exceptionally serious tone.
They arrived at the headquarters building of Yucun Pharmaceutical during the conversation.
Pure got out of the car alone.
He would discuss the details of the action with Shiyu Zhongyi and soon set off for Kuku Jili Town.
Time returns to the present.
Crusher and his two subordinates lay on the shore like whales beached on the coast.
The Superpower User’s lethal technique had gone awry at the decisive moment, only grazing half of his body, failing to kill him instantly.
Even so, it was still a wound that could have killed an ordinary person three times over, and yet the giant Ninja still breathed.
Footsteps approached.
The giant Ninja desperately tried to lift his fist, but failed.
Crusher sighed bitterly.
“Before I die, let me recite a haiku like a Ninja.”
If you’ve managed to crawl out of there, you won’t want to die.”
The Superpower User gave him a telekinetic punch.
The Ninja finally passed out.
“Guh…!” Gongsun Ce stumbled and fell to the ground, tripping over something.
Feeling faint, a brown-clad Ninja had caught his ankle.
“Little Ce!” Rina hurried to support him, but the Ninja hadn’t let go, his eyes devoid of any emotion, seemingly acting out of unspeakable determination.
“Why.” The controller muttered unclearly, “Intelligence gap, adaptability, courage.
Resolve, readiness for death.
I am a Ninja, I have everything…
His voice was young, probably about the same age as Gongsun Ce.
Gongsun Ce motioned for Rina to hold back; he still remembered the Ninja’s name.
“Controller=san, do you know what you’re doing?”
a Ninja protecting the country…”
“Protecting scum like Shiyu Genmi is what you call protecting the country?”
“Shiyu Genmi is a heartless demon!
My best friend, my partner, they both suffered countless pains because of him!” Gongsun Ce raised his voice, “The Colored Glaze Disaster that descended upon the Sky City in February, he had a hand in it too!”
The controller’s gaze changed.
“Colored glaze…?!” Confusion and perplexity filled the young man’s eyes.
His response was tinged with instinctive denial and anger.