Chapter 507: Surveillance
Chapter 507: Surveillance
As the interrogation continued, San Cheng Huang maintained his carefree and relaxed demeanor, responding nonchalantly to the serious questioning.
"Yes, it's me."
The official from the Processing Bureau tapped on the Interdimensional Link and proceeded with the inquiry, "You're from the Ocean, what brings you to Great Shun?"
San Cheng Huang replied, "Your words make perfect sense, sir. Great Shun has always claimed that the Ocean is part of its territory, and those from the Ocean are considered citizens of Great Shun. So, why shouldn't I be able to come here?"
The official spoke with gravity, "Mr. San Cheng, please cooperate with us. If you don't provide a clear response, we have the right to deny your request to disembark."
San Cheng Huang paused briefly before answering, "My grandmother and mother are both from Great Shun. I've never visited their hometown, and this time, I plan to go there."
The recorder beside him documented his words using the Interdimensional Link.
"Where exactly? And how long do you intend to stay in Great Shun?"
"My grandmother and mother are from Jibei Province. Their old house is on Qingding Mountain, and I plan to stay here for forty-five days. Oh, here's my travel permit."
As he spoke, San Cheng Huang searched his body and produced a small green booklet, handing it over with both hands.
The official from the Processing Bureau took a cautious step back and carefully accepted the booklet, opening it to inspect its contents. It bore the stamps of the review department and the Central City government, causing the official's eyebrows to furrow slightly.
He jotted down the review number and the responsible personnel from the booklet and then tapped on the Interdimensional Link, sending out a signal.
Simultaneously, he instructed, "Mr. San Cheng, please receive this. While moving around within Great Shun, do not turn off this signal. Otherwise, we will consider it a dangerous action and immediately expel you from the country."
After receiving the signal, San Cheng Huang nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, sir. I understand."
This was not unusual; any renowned Third Limit Fighter like him had to report to the local government when traveling abroad. Every move he made and every place he visited would be documented, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was under tight surveillance.
Unless he chose to conceal his identity, which he saw no need for, as his visit here was of his own volition and had nothing to do with anyone else.
After the official left, San Cheng Huang was finally allowed to disembark. As he stepped out, the initially carefree and seemingly harmless gaze suddenly turned sharp.
Why had he come here? Apart from visiting his grandmother and mother's birthplace, he was also in search of an opponent.
Over an hour later, dressed in ancient attire, he strolled through the streets of Central City, finding everything around him fascinating.
Instead of using the Interdimensional Link to check locations, he closed his eyes slightly and listened. Although the information density on the street was high and varied, he quickly found what he needed.
So, after another hour, he boarded a tram and arrived at the entrance of the Palace Tower.
"This is Jibei Province's most outstanding Martial Arts Club, no, the term they use here is 'Academy'—Wu Yi Academy! The place that cultivates fighters."
He gazed at the tower, his face filled with awe and admiration, "It's truly magnificent."
It wasn't just the grand atmosphere and the towering buildings that impressed him; the history and significance behind the structure also inspired genuine reverence.
After observing for a while, he didn't linger and left.
In the afternoon, he took the tram to Qingding Mountain in the southwest of Central City. At the foot of the mountain, there used to be many residences, where his grandmother and mother had once lived. It was said that on Qingding Mountain, there was a worshipped deity from an outside sect, something like... Path God?
That should be the name, right? His grandmothers had a heavy accent, and he wasn't sure if that was the correct name.
Following several old photos taken back then, he located the former residence based on the terrain and roads. However, it had long been turned into a scavenger's home.
When he approached, they eyed him with caution and hostility, and several dogs rushed out, barking at him. But after he glanced at them casually, they whined and retreated with their tails between their legs.
He didn't get too close, sighing and taking a few photos before turning to leave.
Meanwhile, in the Palace Tower, Chen Chuan received a notification from Ni Qianqian almost immediately, informing him that San Cheng Huang from Wave Pavilion had arrived in Central City.
Gu Haiting had mentioned this person to him just a few days ago, and he didn't expect the other party to show up so soon.
Ni Qianqian said, "Brother Chen, I'll send you the information about this person later. He's Jian Chengsheng's senior brother and became famous quite early. Previously, he expressed interest in you, and this time, he's come to Central City, most likely targeting you."
"His stay is for forty-five days, and he has a travel permit from the review department and the city government. If he doesn't commit any crimes or violate any regulations, we can't expel him through official procedures. But we will keep him under constant surveillance. Brother Chen, if you have any thoughts, feel free to share them with the bureau."
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Ni. If he's here to find me, I welcome a worthy opponent."
At that moment, San Cheng Huang had returned to Crystal District and was eating noodles at a noodle shop.
There were many Ocean people around, and his attire didn't stand out at all, blending harmoniously with the environment.
A person sat down in front of him and asked, "Are you Mr. San Cheng?"
San Cheng Huang looked up, "Huh? Yes, it's me."
The person nodded heavily at him and then stood up, "Mr. San Cheng, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Guan Chikang, an external staff member of the Ferris Wheel Company."
In the past, Mr. Zhang had successfully obtained the travel permit and smoothly passed through the port. It was because of the Ferris Wheel Company's greeting."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang of the Three Cities Wilderness stopped and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, speaking casually, "I've heard of you. You invited my junior, but why didn't you look for me back then?"
Guan Chikang admitted, "We underestimated the opponent, but at the time, Mr. Feng He only recommended Jian Cheng. We had no choice but to select someone else."
Mr. Zhang of the Three Cities Wilderness said, "But you could've come directly to me. That way, I could've used your ship ticket and wouldn't have to pay for my meals."
Guan Chikang paused, moved forward slightly, and said earnestly, "We can also take good care of Mr. Zhang."
Mr. Zhang looked at him, suddenly shaking his head, "The timing isn't right now. I think I should find my opponent myself, rather than have others take the lead..." He sighed, "This is part of the journey."
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks, continuing to eat his noodles.
Guan Chikang glanced at him a few times, trying to ask, "May I dare to ask, is the opponent Mr. Zhang mentioned the one?"
Mr. Zhang slurped up the entire bowl of noodles, then rubbed his stomach, sighing in relief, "Ah, it's that Sir Chen."
Guan Chikang hurriedly asked, "May I ask when Mr. Zhang will confront him?"
Mr. Zhang thought for a moment, "It's not certain, maybe in the next few days, or perhaps in ten days or half a month. The journey on the ship is tiring, and I need to catch up on sleep these days."
"Then," Guan Chikang eagerly asked, "Mr. Zhang, shall we issue the challenge letter on your behalf?"
Mr. Zhang shook his head, "No, I'll find my opponent myself, at the right time and place."
In the 16th book, there is no mistake in the 19th book!
"Understood."
Guan Chikang bowed in his seat, "Mr. Zhang, if you have any needs, please let us know. We will make arrangements for you."
Mr. Zhang casually replied.
As the two spoke, Sun Rao, who was in charge of patrolling this area, and another young man were sitting in the car, observing the situation inside the store through the car window.
The young man said, "Is this the one we should focus on monitoring, Mr. Zhang?"
Sun Rao reminded him, "Don't stare so intently. The Third Limit Fighter is very sensitive."
The young man looked towards Guan Chikang on the other side, "Is that person from the Ferris Wheel Company?"
"The data indicates so."
"Since we're focusing on monitoring, shouldn't we investigate what they're saying? It's not good that they're using the field shield to block the conversation."
Sun Rao frowned, "Don't cause trouble. Most Third Limit Fighters have bad tempers. If something happens and you get involved, it's not worth it."
"Senior, you've said it yourself. We're right beside him, and he'll definitely sense us. What's the harm in asking?" The young man opened the car door and stepped out.
Sun Rao quickly got out of the car as well, blocking his path, "Wei Student, I'm your team leader. Please return to the car immediately."
The young man glanced at him, but said, "Senior, following procedures won't get results. That's why you're still patrolling here."
As he spoke, his body flickered, and Sun Rao felt the person's shadow shift behind him. He couldn't help but grit his teeth, "This kid..."
He had always heard that this young man, like the former Senior Chen, was exceptional in combat. Though he hadn't seen much of him, the skills he had just displayed were truly impressive. No wonder the Bureau valued him so much.
The young man quickly entered the store and walked straight up to Mr. Zhang, kicking away the cushion Guan Chikang had just sat on. He then sat down and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Mr. Zhang?"
"It's me," Mr. Zhang raised his head, curious, glancing at him, "Are you from the Processing Bureau?"
The young man stared at his eyes, "Since you've figured it out, you should know that you need to accept our surveillance at any time. I want to ask, what did you talk about with that Ferris Wheel Company staff?"
Mr. Zhang said, "Although there's nothing to hide, I think I can choose not to answer."
The young man looked at him and said, "I can directly report this, but with a little modification in language, the surveillance on you will double in intensity." He leaned forward slightly, "You don't want to be stared at by many people every time you eat, do you?"
Mr. Zhang realized, "That makes sense. It seems I have no choice but to yield." He held the bowl in his hand, "But can I wait until I finish eating?"
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