Heavenly Ascension Chronicles Chapter 1185: Riding the Wave for Personal Gain - Novel Cool

Chapter 1185: Riding the Wave for Personal Gain

Chapter 1185: Riding the Wave for Personal Gain

The consecutive defeats of local martial arts gyms, after being sensationalized by the media, indeed stirred up some nationalistic sentiments among the Federation's citizens. What started as a simple competition of martial arts skills had turned into a contest of national and racial pride. This was especially true given the Federation's long history of conflict with Da Shun, which far outweighed any periods of cooperation.

As a result, many independent martial artists in the Federation's capital began challenging the Feishen Style gyms. Through telegrams and newspapers, this movement drew attention from martial artists across the Federation.

However, the eastern coast was much more orderly than the western coast. Martial artists were not allowed to move around freely without strict approval from the government and the council.

Despite this, the impact was undeniable. Feishen Style dojos had branches in every Central City, and under the influence of public opinion, these branches faced varying degrees of backlash. Feishen Style had spread throughout the Federation over the past few decades, with dojos present in almost every Central City and even some peripheral towns. While the impact was less severe in more remote areas with delayed information, the coaches and students in several Central City dojos felt the pressure, and some were forced to leave their dojos.

Commander Xie was well aware that this was a common tactic used by the Strategic Affairs Department. However, with the local advantage, there was little he could do to stop them. Fortunately, he had already prepared. He immediately called the Da Shun companies in various regions, instructing them to stabilize the dojos through social donations and to recruit personnel from across the Federation.

According to Federation laws governing martial arts arenas, if the number of Federation coaches and students in a dojo fell below a certain threshold, it would be subject to various regulations, leading to endless litigation and making it impossible to operate normally.

Merely defending against these moves was not enough; he needed to find a way to counter them. Relying on Da Shun's strength alone could hold the line, but the cost would be high and unsustainable in the long term. He could not allow the enemy to dictate the battlefield; instead, he needed to make the enemy follow his lead and prevent them from making their next move.

After a thorough consideration, he communicated with the First Delegation and then made several calls, filling his schedule for the next half-month. Most importantly, he also discussed the situation with Chen Chuan.

After finishing the calls, he put down the phone and looked outside, the bait had been set; now it was a matter of waiting to see if the fish would bite.

Over the next two days, he visited various Federation officials, actively addressing the issues facing the dojos.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious apartment, a group of people had gathered. This was a diplomatic team from the Alusun Nation. Such diplomatic teams often had their international policies and public statements dictated by the regional powers they were aligned with, but they still had their purpose. Matters that the major powers could not or did not want to handle could be delegated to them.

Moreover, while wars between major powers had largely ceased, conflicts between companies and small nations never stopped. These smaller entities often served as pressure valves and proxies for the larger powers.

The apartment was not large but was filled with biological equipment and various information tools. The walls were adorned with photographs, most of which were of the Da Shun Delegation. Today, a new photograph had been placed at the top and re-pinned.

"This is Xie Xinmin, the leader of Da Shun's Second Delegation. Based on our investigations and recent intelligence, he is likely to be well-informed about the negotiation content."

"So, to get the answers, we just need to target him? That does make it easier than trying to gather intelligence from the Federation or the Da Shun First Delegation."

"He has been active recently, and we have obtained his itinerary."

Someone pinned a schedule to the wall.

"From his recent activities, it seems to match this itinerary. Many of his meetings are pre-arranged, so the likelihood of him changing his plans is low."

"Then when should we make our move?"

"Don't be complacent. He is constantly protected by two martial artists, which makes the task quite difficult."

This was, after all, the Federal Capital. Kidnapping him would be nearly impossible, and even if they managed to do so, getting him out and extracting information would be equally challenging. Therefore, they would have to resort to less conventional methods.

"Note that he is just an ordinary person. If someone can safely get close to him, we might learn what we need. However, finding the right person for this task is not easy. Only a few special individuals can do it."

Someone said in surprise, "You mean exposing our sleeper agents? Is it worth it?"

"The negotiations between the Federation and Da Shun have been ongoing for two years. After such a long and complex process, the topics being discussed must have significant implications for the future balance of power."

Now that they have isolated the various countries, the higher-ups are worried that the two nations might have reached an agreement detrimental to the others. For national security, we must find out what's going on, no matter the cost.

"When do we move?"

The leader glanced at everyone present.

"Today."

The delegation's vehicle was on the road, and Commander Xie was scheduled to meet with an influential social figure. This person was quite open-minded and controlled several media outlets. If he could speak on their behalf, it would help ease the current tension.

Midway through the journey, the telegraph operator received a message from a secret department. After reading it, he sent a reply but did not alter the itinerary based on the warning.

As the vehicle turned a corner in front of a building with a curved facade, a specialized bullet came from outside, instantly piercing the bulletproof glass.

Before the sound of the bullet even reached their ears, Wang Tongshan, who was sitting next to Commander Xie, reached out and caught the bullet, which was still half a foot away from Commander Xie.

At the same time, Bian Zhijie had already appeared next to the gunman, knocking him out before he could react. He then looked around.

The martial field and his exceptional perception allowed him to instantly understand the situation around him. There were a few more gunmen positioned on the streets ahead. However, this setup seemed designed to draw him away.

Despite knowing this, he couldn't ignore the threat.

After Wang Tongshan deflected the bullet, he suddenly felt a new threat. In that moment, he pressed his hand against the door, causing it to deform and fly out, colliding with something. The metal twisted, revealing its shape, and the force he applied sent it flying to the side.

No, there's another one!

He immediately pushed off with his feet, leaping backward over the roof of the car while reaching down to block something that was about to enter through the window.

This thing was completely transparent, blending into the air, but through his sense of touch, he could tell it was fish-like with four limbs and a tail.

A mutated being?

The Federation capital has strict controls over mutated beings, especially such extremely dangerous ones. The fact that two appeared at once made him suspect they were brought in by an outside team.

If so, the attackers might be from a company or a national organization.

Attacking Commander Xie... to disrupt the negotiations?

His thoughts raced, but the object in his hand turned from solid to a viscous liquid, flowing onto the ground and leaving a transparent residue that kicked up dust.

He realized it couldn't be preserved and looked over to where the car door had hit something else, which had also dissipated.

He then glanced at Bian Zhijie, who was standing on the roof of a building and nodded at him from a distance.

He walked over to Commander Xie. "Commander, the danger has been neutralized. Should we continue the trip?"

Commander Xie replied, "The Federation's city security forces should be here soon. Let's wait here for a moment."

Ten minutes later, the nearest city security forces arrived at the scene.

"I'm sorry for the delay."

The person who arrived was Bayeruo, the deputy director of the city security bureau in the Federation capital, a middle-aged man who looked energetic despite his plump figure.

He had dealt with the delegation multiple times before. After getting out of his vehicle, he hurried to Commander Xie and said apologetically, "I'm very sorry this happened, Commander Xie. Are you all right?"

Commander Xie replied, "We're fine, but..." At that moment, he noticed that the brass buttons on his cuffs and collar were faintly glowing, indicating that something on the other person was affecting him.

Wang Tongshan, standing next to him, saw this and immediately stepped forward, trying to block Bayeruo from coming closer. However, Bayeruo not only didn't stop but continued to move forward, and a bright light suddenly burst from his body, illuminating the entire street.

Wang Tongshan reacted quickly, stepping in front of Commander Xie the moment the light flashed.

When the light dimmed and he lowered his hand, he found that only a charred patch remained where Bayeruo had stood, and everyone around them looked dazed. Commander Xie also seemed to be in a daze, but his expression changed, and he quickly helped Commander Xie into the vehicle, taking a first-aid kit from the car.

However, he paused because Commander Xie's previously dazed look had returned to clarity, and he nodded at him.

Wang Tongshan understood and continued to open the first-aid kit, taking out the necessary medications.

Several kilometers away, two men in formal attire took a prism mirror from a stand, inspected it, and then quickly left with it.

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(End of Chapter)

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