Published: March 1, 2025
When one person and two pets finished tidying up the Spatial Rings on the ground, the Barrier still did not disappear.
Wen Yu raised his wrist to check his mechanical watch.
Only five minutes had passed since the Barrier was activated.
Lighting a cigarette, the corpses strewn across the ground did not evoke any emotional response from Wen Yu.
He could only say that, in Wen Yu’s eyes, these "boring politicians" and "human parasites" were no different from the demonic creatures and mutated beings he had killed!
With a cigarette in his mouth, Wen Yu stepped over the corpse of Old Master Fang and walked directly to the two puppets beside the hall.
He slowly reached out his hand to stroke the strange patterns on the Iron Puppet, and at that moment, a notification sound echoed in Wen Yu’s mind.
"Iron Puppet (B-rank item): A humanoid metal puppet forged by a magical civilization, with a body quality of 200 points and immunity to most energy attacks, while having strong resistance to physical damage! Requires third-tier magic crystals to operate."
Having just found the control device for these two puppets in Old Master Fang's clothing pocket, Wen Yu now observed the attributes of the Iron Puppets, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
From these two puppets, Wen Yu could see a lot.
For instance, Old Master Fang may have long suspected that Lin Haifeng would take action against these gentry, yet he did not choose to fight to the death; instead, he willingly accepted his fate.
Though these two puppets did not pose much trouble to Wen Yu, under normal circumstances, they could actually combat fourth-tier professionals! Yet, Old Master Fang did not use them!
This old man might still hold onto the persistence of being an old revolutionary, and have the bottom line of being a national leader.
Moreover, it could be said that there are really a lot of good things gathered in Beijing. Since the gentry had these items, the military must also have them!
"Deeply rooted..."
Wen Yu silently sighed in his heart.
This illustrates the difference in power between organizations and individuals.
Even though Wen Yu's strength was enough to look down on all professionals on Earth, when facing these powerful organizations, there was still a significant gap.
Slowly shaking his head, Wen Yu pushed these thoughts aside and carefully observed the two puppets with both eyes. He casually moved a stool and sat down beside the two puppets.
Wen Yu did not intend to hand these two puppets over to Lin Haifeng!
...
Another five minutes passed slowly. As the color of the blue light curtain outside faded to near transparency, it emitted a "pop" sound.
Like a balloon, the blue light curtain shattered, signaling that the Spatial Blocker in Wen Yu’s hand had failed.
At the moment the light curtain broke, the sounds from outside clearly reached the banquet hall's interior.
Shouts of killing, wails, and even the booming sounds of gunfire intertwined, informing the survivors of the entire Beijing gathering place that tonight's winds were a bit noisy.
Wen Yu paid no attention to the sounds outside. In fact, in Wen Yu’s eyes, the remnants of these gentry could no longer contend with Lin Haifeng.
Old Master Fang's attitude indicated that as the leader of these gentry, he must have sensed Lin Haifeng's intentions but did not show any objection to his cleansing actions.
Perhaps it was for the greater good, or maybe he believed the gap in power was too great to resist.
Anyway, in Wen Yu's estimation, if Lin Haifeng couldn’t even stabilize the Beijing gathering place, then the title of commander-in-chief would truly be a waste, and Wen Yu would also have to reconsider his cooperation with the military.
Automatically filtering out the sounds from outside, Wen Yu carefully examined the collected Spatial Rings.
First was the F-rank Spatial Ring, measuring 111, with surprisingly more than ten pieces.
He scanned them one by one and selected the items he could use.
Of course, for these politicians, their use of Spatial Rings was somewhat different from Wen Yu's.