Nie Weiyang frowned, sat down again and enlarged the 3D image.

……

In the modern empty city, a group of uninvited guests in black robes are marching.

They lowered their heads, their expressions weeping in the shadows beneath their hoods. A chain stretched to their abdomens, with a ring-shaped pendant wedged between their chests and abdomens. As they marched, they held the pendant in one hand and bent the other, pressing two fingers against the mask's mouth, as if to silence, as if to remain silent, as if to pray.

There were about seventeen or eighteen of these visitors, their builds varied, but their movements were perfectly coordinated and silent, a tacit understanding that couldn't be developed overnight. Nie Weiyang was all too familiar with this image, and his expression suddenly turned cold. He zoomed in on the screen and used his radio to its maximum capacity.

Then he heard a rustling sound, and heard a strange humming sound echoing among these people, which was a series of pious prayers:

"God said that people must return to purity, return to their homeland, return to their true nature, and return to primordial love... Only in this way can they atone for their sins."

In addition, there were two people walking outside the crowd and talking in low voices.

"What was that music just now? The documentation doesn't say City Voice will play music on its own."

"Who knows... maybe that 'dead civilization's' radio station has such a setting?"

"No, I mean, the man named as the enemy in the oracle, isn't he here? Could it be... that he's behind this..."

"I don't know. I don't know how Chen Hu, who went out to develop a camp of believers, managed to provoke such a fierce man before he even succeeded... But don't worry, eighteen people against one person, the advantage is on my side!"

Windy Hill - Yuzhuang

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Next Chapter: Car is coming! (What

Chapter 76 Depot

Nie Weiyang couldn't help but chuckle.

"Sure enough, a fanatic of the Return Sect... Chen Hu was just released to develop the camp? No wonder he was so easy to kill. However, their master seems to think highly of me." He pressed one hand on the table, forced himself to stand up, and said seriously: "Master, is the defense system currently activated within this city?"

"Dear Mr. Nie, no defense system is currently operating." The host's mechanical synthesized voice was still gentle.

"You should have." Nie Weiyang said slowly.

"Inquiring... Dear Mr. Nie, there are currently no defense systems operating."

...Thank you, artificial intelligence. No, there is no one without artificial intelligence, just pure retardation.

"What's wrong with your defense system?" Nie Weiyang asked.

"The defense system has been disconnected from the host..."

Disconnected? The defense system was clearly still working at night. Nie Weiyang waited for two seconds, but nothing came of it. He sighed, "Then? Why did it disconnect?"

"Log not recorded."

"Where did it break the link?"

"Log not recorded."

"What happened before it lost its link?"

"Log not recorded."

“How can I restore the connection?”

"Log not recorded."

“Where was the server location before it disconnected?”

"This is the eighth floor underground of this tower, respected Mr. Nie."

The eighth underground floor is shown as a confidential area on the map... Nie Weiyang does not have permission to enter.

He frowned: "When did the connection start to break?"

"Log not recorded."

Nie Weiyang pushed up his sunglasses with one hand and rubbed his eyebrows hard.

"Is this all the information the Netherworld host gave you?" he asked.

This time, the host did not respond immediately. The long silence and the sudden increase in the fan's cooling noise indicated that it was performing some complex logical calculations. Finally, it replied:

"Log not recorded."

You forgot everything you should have remembered, didn’t you? I’m afraid you just deleted it!

Nie Weiyang sneered: "What do you remember?"

"I still remember," the unintelligent host called up the text stored in the database: "Intruder, kill."

"What do you use to kill?" Nie Weiyang asked.

The host was silent for a moment: "No log recorded."

Nie Weiyang was so angry that he almost laughed. He took the two identity cards and badges that were delivered to him by a small floating drone, grabbed the drone, and put them all into his backpack.

Although this thing is just a small toy from the previous civilization, it has a very high technological content for current humans. If I take it back, maybe someone will take it apart and take a look.

Nie Weiyang strode out of the control room. Behind him, the host computer played a series of audio messages: "Dear Mr. Nie, please return the public service drone..."

"What drone? The logs don't record it." Nie Weiyang said, adjusting his sunglasses to hide the crimson light in his eyes. "Let's go to Shelter 4701."

……

Inside the city, the leader of the Return Cult shuddered. The high-ranking disciple's token, inlaid with Netherworld crystals, clashed with the iron chain at his waist, creating a rather pleasant sound.

He raised a hand and stopped the entire team.

"I don't feel right. Something is staring at us." He said, and two light gray spirits rose from beside him. These spirits looked like a face distorted in infinite pain. They were flying at an extremely fast speed. Their flight paths were spinning and expanding, tearing the air, and accelerating with a scream.

"There are no peepers..." The leader's voice became more serious. "Are you sure the target we're tracking isn't some kind of spellcaster or assassin?"

"They say the resonance ritual indicates this person's weapons are sword and shield," someone next to the leader replied. "His profession must be a knight or some kind of warrior with a sword and shield."

"Then I shouldn't have this feeling..." The team leader seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly pointed to several cameras not far away.

"Take down the cameras, all of them!"

Upon hearing the order, a row of believers who had been praying continuously clenched the necklaces on their chests. Although their personal profiles showed different professions, and most of them were non-combat professions, when they clenched the necklaces with their left hands and recited prayers, they released identical gray spirits from their right hands towards the camera, smashing the camera with a whistling sound.

Sure enough, the feeling of being watched disappeared and the sense of security returned.

"Looks like it's the cameras." The team leader breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, we'll remove the cameras wherever we go. Got it?"

"Yes." The believers answered meekly with their heads bowed.

They continued forward, heading towards City Voice with a clear goal. On the edge of a rooftop cafe on a low building next to them, Nie Weiyang looked down at the heads of the group, his eyes calmly following their steps.

That almost harmless look didn't alert anyone, and didn't even make them realize that they were being watched.

Knowing that he has high spiritual power, they sent artificial spirit shapers... The so-called "Lord" is as arrogant as ever.

Nie Weiyang shook his head slightly. He was not in a hurry to intercept the target. The speed of this group of people was too slow for him. It would take until evening to reach the City Sound.

He turned and headed in another direction. On his map, the target point marked as 'Vehicle Manufacturing and Repair Shop' was flickering.

Soon, Nie Weiyang arrived at the edge of the C3510 urban industrial zone. A large factory building stood on the roadside, with the words "United Vehicle Factory" welded on a metal sign.

He walked into the factory, which was divided into several functional areas separated by transparent glass. When an outsider entered the factory, he could see at a glance the automobile assembly and personal vehicle customization workshops. However, each section of the factory was silent. The mechanical sounds, metal collision sounds and engine roars that should have been there were completely absent. The air was only filled with the smell of diesel, gasoline and antifreeze, which, to be honest, was not a pleasant smell.

Nie Weiyang walked past a streamlined bus, which was lifted in mid-air by a hydraulic jack. Its name and description were displayed on the side:

【Bus Type 2-Voltage

Designed maximum speed: 300 kilometers per hour

"..."

Even though it wasn't his first time seeing it, Nie Weiyang's eyes still scanned the number twice more—whose kind bus has a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour?! What bizarre hobbies did the people of the ancient civilization have?

Nie Weiyang quickly entered the personal vehicle customization area, passing by a pile of worn tires and brake discs.

The clean floor here is not always stained with oil like the repair shops on Earth. The glass windows of the rest area are covered with vehicle posters and parts catalogs. They have names that some Earthlings don't recognize, but their shapes are subtly familiar.

Some old parts and tools are hung on the wall, and every scratch tells the story of the vehicle's life cycle - born from the assembly line, galloping on the star under people's feet, and finally returning here to rest or be reborn.

Nie Weiyang stood in front of a custom-made control console and flipped its switch. The screen flickered for a moment, and a light screen emerged from the darkness, displaying a line of words:

[Our factory's working hours are from 20:00 to 6:00 the next morning. It is currently non-working hours, please wait a moment...]

Nie Weiyang raised his eyebrows and took out the administrator ID from his backpack. It looked familiar.

【[Shelter Work Badge]-

■■■■■■■-

Name: Nie Weiyang

Department: ■■■ Boundary Disaster Shelter-4701

Position: Administrator

信息码：20-18-1-9-12-2-12-1-26-5-18】

Nie Weiyang looked at it and put it away again - no matter what, he could not use the administrator's authority at will with his own identity.

He pulled out another ID card.

【[CSSS Security System Work Badge]-

■■■■■■■-

Name: Nie Weiyang

Department: CSSS Security Systems

Position: Combatant

Information code: T-CSSS-8349572164085

Nie Weiyang swiped the ID card across the custom interface. After a moment, the screen flashed and the text changed:

Welcome to the United Vehicle Factory's personal vehicle customization and upgrade interface. Dear Security System Fighter, you have a 90% discount. Please enter your budget and combine it with your body parameter scan to obtain the best customization results.

Ah, finally I can race again (Hey

Chapter 77 Lucky Lot