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Chapter 35: Tactical Formation 10
Chapter 35: Tactical Formation 10
After sincerely giving the Black Sheep a thumbs-up, Leon silently assessed its situation and realized that the title of 'Great Demon' seemed to be no exaggeration.
At present, the Black Sheep, or the Demon Horn, had only revived to 5% of its full power, yet its Corruption Value had already reached 0.4.
If the Demon Horn were to fully revive to 100%, its Corruption Value would likely reach 8, surpassing the Red-Haired Director's Memory Eraser by 1 point.
And if one were to gather all seven Anomalous Creatures to form the complete 'Devil's Suit,' the total Corruption Value would be a whopping 56 points! The Memory Eraser, with just 7 points, could wipe out the memories of tens of thousands of people in one go. Just imagine the power of the 'Devil's Suit' with a total Corruption Value of 56 points!
"If I get the chance, I'll try to find it."
It was unclear if this was a promise to the Black Sheep or a reminder to himself, but after making a mental note to search for the Devil's Suit, Leon checked the time and ended the conversation with a wave of his hand.
Then, he took out the shopping bag he had gotten when buying Haut cigarettes at the department store, skillfully placed the Black Sheep inside, and picked up the broomstick floating nearby. He grabbed the broomstick with both hands and swung his leg over it.
"Puff!"
With a barely noticeable airflow sound, Leon's bottom did not land on the hard broomstick handle but instead made contact with an invisible airflow, gently lifting him up. At the same time, a hazy airflow barrier silently formed about 20-30 centimeters outside his body.
Leon felt a vague sense that this airflow barrier was an extension of his will, capable of changing shape according to his thoughts. Aside from blocking airflow during flight, it should have other uses, such as...
"Puff!"
A short and quick burst of airflow sounded, and under Leon's conscious control, the originally smooth airflow shield trembled slightly and suddenly 'exploded' outward. The chaotic storm instantly raged within the small office, sending all light objects flying in all directions.
After observing the effect of the airflow burst, Leon nodded in satisfaction.
Flight, shield protection, and limited airflow manipulation...
The evaluation of the badge was accurate. The director had indeed obtained an extremely practical Anomalous Creature for him. If he also had the sheep's head for early warning, his survival ability would be almost maxed out.
In future missions, if he encountered danger and sensed that things were turning sour, he could raise his hand and blast the enemy with airflow, then immediately mount the broomstick and escape under the protection of the airflow shield. He could even snipe from high in the sky afterward, turning the tables on his pursuers.
Aiming while in high-speed motion was not a concern; as long as he flew high enough, with the accuracy bonus from the Materialist Soul, he could take his time and slowly chip away with each shot. Eventually, he would hit the target.
With the power of the nail gun, even without being a physically enhanced target, a single hit would be enough to take them down.
Although this mutated kiting tactic sounded strangely unsavory and even a bit cowardly, he didn't have Senior Emma's immortality. Why risk getting up close and personal when he could safely kite from a distance?
After a quick brainstorming session to solidify his tactics for the foreseeable future, Leon resisted the urge to fly off immediately. Instead, he tied the shopping bag containing the sheep's head to the broomstick handle.
Then, he found a long strip of cloth and wrapped it around the Witch's Broom, creating a makeshift 'package.' He hurriedly left the Cleanup Bureau, heading towards the Old Town Dock as planned for the day.
As one of the six largest water supply companies in the capital, Char Waterworks Company not only provides water to the city but also manufactures air tanks using hydraulic power, constructs irrigation and water diversion projects in collaboration with the Ministry of Agriculture, assists the Road Maintenance Department in flood control and drainage, and maintains sewage pipelines and sewage rivers, among other tasks.
Funded by Char Corporation and with the participation of numerous titled noble families, this company closely cooperates with several municipal authorities, far exceeding the concept of a typical corporation. It even undertakes some municipal functions, undoubtedly qualifying as a giant enterprise.
A company of this scale naturally wouldn't be built haphazardly. Instead, it occupies one of the two most spacious and accessible locations on a small plain upstream of the Bangken River, even having its own dedicated wharf and ferry terminal.
As one of the three main rivers flowing through the capital, the Bangken River serves not only as the primary water source but also as a crucial transportation waterway. Numerous wharves, ferry terminals, and warehouses line its banks, and steamships with towering smokestacks constantly traverse its waters.
These mechanical giants of the Industrial Age consume vast amounts of coal and whale oil daily, spewing out billowing white smoke filled with acrid fumes from their smokestacks while transporting goods and passengers back and forth until late into the night...
After paying an expensive fare of three copper wheels, Lyon, carrying a broom and a sheep's head, crouched and squeezed into the lowest level of the three-story passenger ship. He stood in a stuffy, moldy cabin lit only by a dim steam lamp for over an hour before finally disembarking at the Char Waterworks Company's private ferry terminal.
"You're something else... I've never seen you be so stingy!"
As they left the crowded ferry terminal, and the number of pedestrians around them decreased slightly, Hei Shanyang, who had been suffocated by the fumes, couldn't help but complain:
"Fucking hell, this is suffocating! That bastard next to you even took off his shoes! My nose is filled with a stench! Please, I'm begging you, the lower deck is too damn smelly! When we return, can you please sit somewhere else?"
"The upper deck is too expensive."
"Bullshit!"
Seeing Lyon's stubbornness, Hei Shanyang couldn't help but get angry.
"I'm not asking you to sit in a silver wheel's VIP cabin! I just want you to sit in the standard cabin, which only costs five copper wheels!
Think about it! For just two more copper wheels, you'll have a seat and ventilation. Isn't that better than being pickled in a salty fish can down there?"
"..."
After hearing Hei Shanyang's questioning, Lyon sniffed the pungent odor that assaulted his nose and hesitated for a moment. But after thinking about the coffee stand owner with the same name as the Char Corporation and the warm coffee he had that morning, he shook his head.
"Forget it, let it be a little smelly. Two copper wheels is enough for two days' worth of breakfast, and I can even add a slice of ham."
"You're like a slice of ham! Eat, eat, eat! I'll eat you alive! Ahhhh!"
Seeing that Lyon had made up his mind and was determined to return to that damn lower deck, Hei Shanyang had no choice but to blow his nose vigorously to get rid of the lingering stench. With a desperate gaze, he swore:
"Damn it! Wait until I get my strength back!
Then, I'll stand by this stinky river every day, and every time a boat passes, I'll flip a boat cover and slaughter all those bastards who take off their shoes in the cabin!"
(End of Chapter)
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