Abyss Sequence

The Lord of Gass City looked at the 'fully enclosed armor' that walked in from the door and saw the visor of the armor lift.

"Hello, Your Excellency, Lord of Gass City, you can call me Bilukova." Yulia grinned at the Lord of Gass City and then took out a cigarette from her pouch, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

The Lord of Gass City's gaze fell on the cigarette clamped between her fingers, "What is that?"

"A little thing to relax the spirit and relieve stress, many soldiers and hunters like it, and I'm one of them too."

Seeing that the Lord of Gass City had no objections, Yulia lit the cigarette and started puffing on it.

Catching a whiff of the smoke spreading through the air, the Lord of Gass City slightly frowned but did not stop Yulia.

From Yulia's actions, he could tell that it had almost become instinctual for her.

However, Yulia noticed the Lord of Gass City's expression, laughed lightly, extinguished the cigarette in her palm, and then tossed the remaining part into a portable trash bag.

The Lord of Gass City's brow relaxed, and he asked Yulia, "Madam, may I ask why you are concealing your whereabouts from Sasa? Weren't you with her?"

Yulia activated the suspension mode of her exoskeleton to relax her body and replied with a smile, "Because Wu Zechuan and I want to use Sasa as bait; there are some people in our world who are enemies with us, and we want to eliminate them. This is with Sasa's consent, and the reason for keeping her in the dark is to avoid exposing any flaws. We cannot let her appear too relaxed, or we won't be able to lure our enemies in."

Since Yulia was using a translation plugin to communicate with the Lord of Gass City, without using electronic voice broadcasting, she spoke slowly, pausing regularly, and carried a heavy accent.

Fortunately, the Lord of Gass City understood what she was saying and nodded slightly, "I see, then I wish you success with your plan. I will arrange for you to stay at a residence quite far from the district where Sasa resides, so you shouldn't run into each other."

"Thank you very much!" Yulia bowed slightly in salute.

After that, Yulia settled down in Gass City.

She quietly observed Sasa's moves through the channel of Lord's Mansion staff, finding that Sasa would go to the library every day. It was apparent that Sasa was trying to use the knowledge reserve of the elves to fill in the human knowledge gap regarding the Abyss.

What a good child!

Thinking about such a good child being targeted by the Abyssal Believers, Yulia felt a surge of anger rise within her.

Sasa is a good child, and Yan Luo is also a good child, yet the Abyssal Believers love to bully such children, which made Yulia very angry.

Not knowing before is one thing, but knowing now, she definitely has to interfere.

Sasa was unaware that she was being protected by Yulia; she only knew that Wu Zechuan should have sent someone to protect her, but where the protector was, she did not know.

Sasa wouldn't think about these meaningless things; for now, she needs to absorb as much knowledge from the elves as possible to enhance human understanding of the Abyss.

While reading a book, for some reason, Sasa suddenly thought of Yan Luo, and then she became worried.

"I don't know... how Yan Luo is doing now..."

......

How is Yan Luo doing?

He feels quite good now—

Better than ever!

"Self-sustaining Magnetic Field strength... Heh, by now, I should be considered a Magnetic Field adept, right?"

Although just relying on Magnetic Field strength, it's probably only comparable to fifty horsepower in comics, maybe akin to a motorcycle colliding at high speed, but compared to before, it's already a huge improvement.

Yan Luo never thought that after completing the self-sustaining operation of the body's magnetic field, the Magnetic Field strength of his body could have such a large increase.

Now he can feel the cells within his body leaping, those little things constantly converting his physical capabilities into the strength maintaining the Magnetic Field operation.

Having resolved the hassle of only advancing through bodily enhancement, he needs to tackle the issue of Magnetic Field strength consuming a large amount of bioenergy.

But that seems relatively easier to address.

Enhancing the digestive system is unrealistic; increasing food absorption efficiency can serve as a backup plan. Yan Luo's preferred plan is to lower consumption.

From the current situation, Yan Luo could eat demons, transforming their magic power into his own physical strength via the digestive system, then supporting the Magnetic Field operation.

But this is not a long-term solution; he must improve the self-sustaining Magnetic Field method. The current path is wrong—at least part of it is incorrect.

In Yan Luo's vision, the self-sustaining operation of the Magnetic Field should be such that he does nothing at all; simply the heart pumping blood and nerves reacting should make the Magnetic Field operate, rather than, as it stands, still requiring additional physical energy.

If no inspiration comes, revising the self-sustaining plan might take a very long time, so Yan Luo plans to go back first to show his face before people, equivalent to reporting his safety.

Thus, Yan Luo drove back.

After half a day of riding his motorcycle, he reached the farthest supply station extending outwards, starting from Fortress No. 1.

As Yan Luo's personal terminal accessed the supply station's signal, the station's stationed soldiers immediately received an alert.

Yan Luo's personal terminal had been marked such that entering any signal tower's range would alert the local garrison.

Soon after, a message popped up before Yan Luo's eyes: [Are you Yan Luo?]

Yan Luo was quite baffled, and with a thought, he responded: [I am Yan Luo.]

The next second, he received a reply that left him utterly perplexed: [Great, you haven't gone mad!]

Huh?

I'm mad?

Since when?

Yan Luo thought deeply for a moment and then realized that perhaps he had gone mad a long time ago, but just seemed a bit like a normal person.

Regarding his mental state, Yan Luo was rather self-aware.

[I've been mad for a while, so what?]

This straightforward answer made the stationed soldier's heart skip a beat, unsure if Yan Luo was joking or being sincere.

Recalling Yan Luo rarely lied and always spoke his mind candidly without beating around the bush, the stationed soldier felt a bit breathless.

Could it be… after going mad, Yan Luo still retained his original manner of speaking?

[Nothing, just saying it casually.] The stationed soldier replied thus, then looked at the monitoring screen. Realizing Yan Luo didn't seem to intend to head towards the supply station, he let out a sigh of relief.

Would anyone casually say someone isn't mad without a reason?

Yan Luo was filled with question marks, promptly turning his head and driving towards the supply station.

The supply station, viewed from the outside, was a large estate surrounded by a ring of walls; behind the walls was a parking lot, and further inside were facilities for hungry hunters and soldiers, with the center being the command post.

The stationed soldier who was in contact with Yan Luo glimpsed him heading towards the supply station, instantly a bit flustered, and hurriedly asked his teammate sitting next to him what he would do if he were in his situation.

Upon learning Yan Luo was coming, the teammate almost fell off his chair, but after taking a careful look at the monitoring screen and seeing Yan Luo seemed sane from his appearance and still kept his cool, he calmed down.

After pondering, the teammate suggested, "Inform the others in the supply station first, then let Yan Luo come in; in time, whether he's mad or not, the truth will come to light."

The stationed soldier nodded and immediately proceeded as his teammate suggested.

The supply station suddenly turned chaotic; hearing the lively commotion ahead, Yan Luo slightly furrowed his brow.

Once Yan Luo reached the supply station gate, it opened for him.

Yan Luo drove in, and upon entry, he saw a group of fully armed, seemingly about to head out to hunt demons, hunters, and soldiers.

He simply parked his motorcycle and looked at them in confusion.

Yan Luo could feel the tense and wary atmosphere they exuded—they seemed to harbor hostility towards him?

"What's wrong with you guys? Why are you standing here fully armed?"

Upon hearing Yan Luo's words, the air seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Then, a loud cheer erupted.

"Woohoo! Yan Luo isn't crazy!"

"Damn, who spread the fake news? I've been so anxious these past few days!"

"The initial notice seemed to be from the commander... Is this something one can say casually?"

Listening to the hunters' babbling discussions, Yan Luo was filled with question marks.

"Wait, what exactly are you saying? Why did you think I was mad in the first place?"

Pausing, Yan Luo added, "Though I am indeed mad."

As the words fell, the lively discussion halted abruptly, and people looked at Yan Luo with stiff expressions.