The Mist

Chapter 153 The Mist

[Information 1: Your sock fell into the crack of the table yesterday. You can take a few steps and look for it; it's not missing.]

The intelligence was suddenly refreshed and entered He Feng's eyes.

But why does it seem like he's got a temper?

Shaking his head, He Feng then unlocked the locking mechanism that held the table to the ground and lifted one corner of his table.

A sock that was stuck between the table and the wall slipped out.

He Feng held the sock, which reeked of the lion's scent, deep in thought.

"Generally speaking, refresh points can only be obtained by coming into contact with the target object, which is indisputable."

Moreover, deciding to refresh consumes one point, and a targeted refresh also requires one point, which avoids the possibility of accidentally stepping on one foot and flying into the air. He Feng pondered.

Facts speak louder than words. The three refresh points in front of He Feng originally had the number "2" appended to the end of each piece of intelligence information.

Instead of using targeted refresh, random refresh is used, which only consumes one refresh point, but the deviation is extremely large.

There are many things to consider when using targeted refresh.

He Feng continued clicking on the empty screen, which led to another page refresh.

[Refresh the intelligence. You have two more chances. Select intelligence 1. Confirm?]

He Feng pressed the button again, deciding to ask some irrelevant questions. After a brief moment of thought, he softly asked, "Could you tell me how this world perished?"

[Fitness of 1% indicates insufficient information; a value of 30% or higher is required.]

"1%, that's so high."

He Feng was somewhat surprised; this was clearly beyond his expectations.

He's been making a living on the icy sea for so long, when did he ever get involved with the end of the world?

He generally enjoys collecting things from old civilizations, mostly to evoke memories and reflections.

"What about those inexplicable reports he received before? Would that count?"

He Feng felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had really thought of something.

He hurriedly began rummaging through drawers and cabinets until he found the materials on the breathing techniques he practiced, and a vague guess formed in his mind.

This is a research report about a certain person, possibly obtained through a supernatural means such as opening a treasure chest, and it is relatively well preserved.

The author is an astonishing biological genius; I had previously seen his name in newspapers of an old civilization.

Looking at the signature section of the document, it reads "Yang Sen" in neat handwriting.

This person seems to have a lot to do with things.

The carbonized marks from the burning did not damage the text information, so it's possible that it was transmitted to He Feng before the burning.

There was also a lot of discussion about the information regarding the unexpected discovery of crimson sarcoma, which focused on biotechnology.

That previous civilization was very likely involved in biotechnology.

After thinking it over and over, He Feng continued to ask tentatively.

"Let's fit together the information about Yang Sen."

[Fitting — Positive Fitting —]

Fitting failed.

"This thing can fail? I just wanted to see how much I knew about this person, and now they're covering my ears?"

continue!"

[Fitness - Fit - Failure]

This time, the subtitles in my mind began to distort, and even showed a smudged color similar to a screen malfunction.

Soon, these colored blocks seemed to have a mind of their own, causing the text in front of them to constantly deform, eventually twisting into a string of incomprehensible characters.

To make up for my mistake, I chose to shatter the earth and darken the sky.

From then on, humanity could only struggle in hardship, begging for food on the icy sea.

The Gospels of the Order, Book 3, Verse 129

Then, after flashing for a few seconds, He Feng was forced to break free.

This whole thing left He Feng completely bewildered.

The cryptic and mysterious words were clearly the pronouncements of a cult charlatan, and reading them was exhausting.

Fortunately, it didn't happen like last time. But now that Sanqi has her mental abilities to protect her, it won't be a problem even if it does happen.

He Feng vaguely memorized the words in his mind, wondering if they might come in handy someday.

"My lord, it seems like someone ahead is greeting us."

The investigator's voice traveled directly through the power cord into the speaker near He Feng's desk.

The sound quality has improved significantly compared to before, which makes He Feng sigh that technology really does change lives.

Without him saying anything, He Feng could already hear the whistles of two fortresses ahead blaring in a continuous triplet.

Facing the enemy head-on from the side is tantamount to exposing one's vital parts to the opponent, revealing a sincere and honest appearance.

"Okay, let's sound the horn three times too. This area is under the jurisdiction of the outpost, so the other side won't dare to make a move rashly."

"Yes, sir."

A deep, muffled whistle sounded as the ship gradually slowed down, using the ice floes ahead to help it decelerate.

He Feng didn't even need to open the fortress's telescope to clearly see people on several fortresses waving and excitedly welcoming them.

About several tens of minutes later, the Azure slowly passed the sides of the two fortresses and lowered its gangway.

At that moment, the fortresses politely placed all their lethal weapons face to face.

Thanks to the blood and tears of those who came before, this method effectively avoided the tragic consequences of negotiations breaking down between fortresses.

As the gangway descended, an old man walked down from the other end with a smile.

Behind them followed a middle-aged man who looked like he had suffered from kidney deficiency, staring at He Feng and the others with rather unfriendly eyes.

"Don't misunderstand! Don't misunderstand! We're here to make a deal."

"I am Li Chenguang, the lord of the Qingtian, and he is Zhang Qizheng, the fortress of the Haishan."

"Azure, He Feng," He Feng replied matter-of-factly.

Seeing that things were looking promising, Li Chenguang quickly stepped forward: "We just came to see if any of you are mental-type evolvers. If so, we would be grateful if you could do us a favor."

He Feng feigned surprise: "What kind of busywork?"

Li Chenguang waved his hand: "Please forgive us, everyone, we can't say this. You know those people at the club, they can get anything out of you."

"It's not that I don't trust you all, but I have no choice but to do this to ensure the safety of the mission."

Li Chenguang stroked his beard and said somewhat awkwardly.

"Never mind then," He Feng said resolutely. "Show them out."

After He Feng finished speaking, the city defense troops on the Azure began to drive everyone away.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't block our way."

The city guards stepped forward, pressing closer and closer to drive the people outside.

At that moment, the lords on the two fortresses exchanged a glance, their faces grim.

"Xiao Zhang, you mean your psychic ability can detect whether there are any psychic-type evolved beings within a two-kilometer radius, right?"

Li Chenguang's lips moved, his face tense as he looked at Zhang Qizheng beside him, not uttering a single word, but merely conjuring up ideas in his mind.

"It's absolutely true, boss. It's been so long, when has my telepathy ever malfunctioned? If I say it's true, then it's true."

""

Zhang Qizheng firmly resolved in his heart.

"It seems the other side isn't a complete fool. They know how to hide their strength. In my opinion, let's give them a taste of their own medicine first. With just one fortress, they probably won't dare to oppose us."

"Taking things slowly and methodically, that's what makes you the boss."

Using their telepathic connection, the two secretly plotted a perfectly clear scheme.

"We're looking for a mental-type evolver to help us unlock a door," Li Chenguang said slowly.

He Feng raised his left hand, causing the city defense troops, who had been pressing him hard, to back down and retreat.

"Door lock?" He Feng pretended not to understand. "What kind of door lock would require a mental evolutionist to take it?"

"You should know that many places in the Black Abyss Sea are shrouded in this mist. Although the sea area is vast enough, do you think the resources here are enough to benefit everyone?" Li Chenguang gave a cold snort for no apparent reason.

"It really depends on the individual," He Feng said silently, looking at the parts he had taken from other fortresses.

"They divide up areas, seize resources, and establish their own territories everywhere, not wanting to leave you even a scrap or a tiny piece of trash."

As he spoke, Li Chenguang gritted his teeth, and even his old and frail body could make a rattling sound between his teeth.

"We found a key that could dispel weapons and open up new sea routes."

"I'm sorry, I can't say too much. If you don't make a deal with us, this is the best we can do."

He Feng suddenly chuckled: "You guys are pretty sure we have a mental-type evolved being here, huh?"

"Yes, we do have them, but so what? What can you possibly offer us?"

"The fact that you are so eager to keep us here means that you really need a mental evolutionist. This means that we are the ones in control. After all, you won't ask those lunatics from the Order for help on the Ice Sea."

You guys must be in a hurry, right?

He Feng uttered those words as if they were spoken by a devil, and looked at the two men with guilty consciences with the cunning of a fox.

Actually, "locks" are also a kind of monster stronghold. When you enter the new sea area after entering the fog, monster treasure chests will also appear.

So, we thought—”

"I want the monster treasure chest, and 40% of the monster resources," He Feng said without any room for negotiation.

The other two lords looked at each other, and their eyebrows furrowed in unison.

This guy really dares to make such a boast.

"Boss, what do we do?" Zhang Qizheng stared at Li Chenguang, somewhat at a loss. "This guy is probably the mental-type evolved human I discovered."

"Don't rush, play around with him first, then kill him once we're inside."

Li Chenguang glanced at He Feng with a hint of malice in his eyes, then resumed his amiable demeanor.

"Okay, we agree."

"Besides that, I might as well add one more, no objections, right?" He Feng added casually.

Soon, a fortress perfectly concealed by the Azure was revealed.

With its three-times-sized body, if positioned correctly, covering a Tier 1 fortress would be a piece of cake.

The Starfish cautiously emerged from its trembling body and carefully positioned itself between the Skybreaker and the Azure.

Like a stray dog.

"Where did these stray dogs come from? Where are the soldiers? Get this trash out of here. They're asking for trouble, daring to come here with just a Tier 1 fortress."

Zhang Qizheng looked disdainfully at the extremely rough hull of the Starfish, took out his bracelet, and communicated with his fortress.

"He also wants to participate in this exploration; that's another condition of mine."

He Feng said leisurely, still maintaining his composure in making outrageous demands.

"He definitely can't go inside. Guarding the gate outside the fog is also a very dangerous task. Let's just say we'll split it at 30%."

"You son of a bitch!" Zhang Qizheng shouted impatiently.

"I never intended to manage the new sea area with you. Aren't you satisfied with having absolute control over the sea area?"

He Feng said coldly, his voice extremely calm.

Owning a piece of sea that you have exclusive control over is a huge business opportunity, as it means you no longer have to work yourself to the bone competing with outsiders for resources.

Even though it's the smallest sea area that's been opened up, in a place like the Black Abyss Sea where monster resources are abundant, finding a few monster islands is considered quite a journey.

Everything is yours; there is no competition; it is truly your personal territory.

He Feng also had the idea of ​​aligning with Qi, but the only drawback was that Heilonghai Bay was still too far away from here.

The round trip seems to involve not only transportation hassles, but also a waste of fuel, making it really not worth it.

These people know the relative importance of their own interests; they want the sea area or the resources, and they definitely want the sea area.

However, these second-tier fortress lords are used to getting too big for their britches and really can't stand having a first-tier fortress standing at the table eating like them.

How shameful!

But no matter how embarrassing it is, we have to suppress it. The initiative is in this guy's hands, isn't it?

Given the opportunity, they should proceed gradually; what is rightfully theirs will eventually come to them.

After silently adding several bowls of inspirational platitudes to his mind, Li Chenguang stopped procrastinating and made up his mind to complete the deal.

Once the agreement was finalized without any doubt, the two fortified ships of the Sky Tower hurriedly led the way.

Before long, they arrived at a sea surface heavily shrouded in black weapons.

"Is this the so-called Black Mist at the edge of the Black Abyss Sea?" He Feng stood at the bow of the ship, looking closely.

"Don't actually go in. The fortresses that got lost there in the past were all sucked in, and nobody knows where they went."

Now, He Feng's old dog, who had become his first mate, walked over and said in a deep voice, looking at the churning fog.

"Some people say that those things are similar to the black mist exhaled by extraordinary beings like Umibozu. Wherever it swims, the place will be sealed off by black miasma."

The abnormal thickening of his left hand has now diminished, as if it had been transferred to his other arm, allowing him to now wear oversized, normal-sized clothes.

"I've fought Umibozu." He Feng glanced back at the old dog and said this sentence, which he thought was very classy, ​​in a nonchalant manner.

"Hmm," the old dog said sullenly.

He Feng's face twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, "Shouldn't you be praising your lord for his utmost bravery?"

After a few minutes of stalemate, He Feng's legs were aching from all the posing he was doing, but he still hadn't heard a single kind word.

Never mind, a good person is one who can get things done.

He Feng, who hadn't yet experienced being a leader, secretly hypnotized himself.

"Everyone, maintain the position of the fortress, and let the stern lightly touch the weapons behind you, but not more than halfway up your body."

Li Chenguang's voice suddenly came from He Feng's bracelet.