Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 355 - 43: The Beautiful Sanctuary Stronghold (Major Section)
An otherworldly creature, upon hearing these words, Qing JiuYu instinctively furrowed her brow.
The long-eared ancient primate continued to sneer, "It seems you’ve already learned a bit about the situation."
Qing JiuYu could not sense what exactly lay within the dark pit.
She simply couldn’t imagine how deep this massive hole went.
The long-eared ancient primate had no desire to discuss the details of the sacred land with Qing JiuYu.
The reason this place was called the sacred land had always been a secret between the two worlds.
"You should leave," said the long-eared ancient primate.
"How do you intend to deal with me? According to what you said before, you should not be able to convict me now."
The long-eared ancient primate said:
"You will be trapped by the avatar of the Epidemic Lord. This place is for resource extraction of the sacred land, not for detaining you. You will be imprisoned in the distant Chongshan Prison."
An avatar?
Indeed, the Epidemic Lord possessed other abilities, and not only relied on poison.
Qing JiuYu silently took note.
As long as there was still time, there was still a chance for change.
When the Ash Dragon and the avatar of the Epidemic Lord once again took a step, Qing JiuYu glanced into the deep pit.
What existed in this pit had already overturned her understanding.
Because it was different from what Tang Xian had mentioned. She trusted Tang Xian.
But even Tang Xian had things he did not know.
After all, evil secrets are hidden in the depths of the unseen underground.
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Sacred Land Fortress.
After several hours, Song Que arrived at this fortress.
Most fortresses are named, even if not with numerical codes as in the national domain, they still chose core features or place names for their names.
For example, Sky Guardian Fortress and Lincoln Fortress are derived from some core characteristics.
And fortresses like London Fortress are named after places.
The Sacred Land Fortress was an anomaly.
Because none of its features were related to any sacred land.
The moment Song Que got out of his vehicle, he saw a banner welcoming him.
——Welcome Commander Song to inspect.
Song Que was inwardly puzzled.
As the human Commander, Song Que had met the owner of the Sacred Land Fortress, Zhuo He, in the six-layered meeting room of the Thirty-Nine Fortresses.
He remembered the information of everyone he had encountered.
Zhuo He was quite old, even older than his own father.
His hair had long since fallen out, and he always appeared smiling, radiating a kind and benevolent aura.
Song Que had a good impression of him.
Yet, his arrival at the Sacred Land Fortress had not been announced to anyone,
"Welcome to this humble place of mine, the future lord of the First Fortress—Commander Song."
Song Que replied with a smile,
"Lord Zhuo is too courteous. But how did you know I was coming?"
"Commander Song, please follow me."
Even if Li Wanye himself had come to the First Fortress, it’s doubtful whether Song Gengzhao, his father, would have gone to greet him in person.
After all, although the fortress visa was difficult to get, there were few who transferred between fortresses, yet such matters were ultimately trivial.
Song Que couldn’t figure out why the lord of the Sacred Land Fortress was so idle?
He followed Zhuo He. Zhuo He walked hunched over, with only a few guards by his side, seemingly weak ordinary attendants.
This made Song Que even more doubtful.
If Li Wanye went to the bottom level alone without an escort, he might not even make it back.
Was Zhuo He this confident in the security of his own fortress?
What Song Que saw next surpised him.
He doubted whether he was truly at the bottom level.
The bottom level of the Sacred Land Fortress did not have crowds of people, exhausted from the heavy mining industry and without permanent homes, slumped on the streets resting.
Even if the bottom levels of the Thirty-Nine Fortresses and the First Fortress were combined, they would likely not have as many buildings as the bottom level of the Sacred Land Fortress.
Song Que walked alongside Zhuo He through the bustling streets.
Occasionally, people dressed in exquisitely made clothes nodded and greeted Zhuo He.
Zhuo He did not put on airs, nodding back in a kind and approachable manner.
There were also many service industries on the streets.
In front of fruit shops, people were bargaining with the owners.
In tailoring stores, girls admired their new clothes in fitting mirrors.
Now and then, promotional discount announcements for various items could be heard from nearby department stores.
School-age children were kicking a ball around in an open space.
Some adults sat in the distance, smiling and smoking.
This scene was not unfamiliar to Song Que.
But if this occurred at the bottom level, he would be quite baffled.
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"What do you think, Commander Song? Isn’t my fortress peaceful and prosperous?" asked Zhuo He, quite proudly.
Song Que feigned a shocked expression and praised,
"How did you manage this? I must learn from you."
Zhuo He laughed and said,
"Each fortress has its secrets, just like the Song Family and the Li family have their characteristics, similar to how the Fifty-First Fortress has powerful industrial technology. I am very willing to share the benevolent governance of my fortress with Commander Song, but what you really want to ask about is the source of the fortress’s energy, isn’t it?"
Song Que nodded and honestly said,
"Indeed."
Zhuo He shook his head and said,
"That is the unique technology of our Sacred Land Fortress; thus, I cannot tell Commander Song, please forgive me."
Song Que was indeed curious about this issue, but Zhuo He’s response was within reason, so he nodded and said,
"Lord Zhuo, you are too kind. It was rather presumptuous of me to ask such a question, which I should not have done."
"Does Commander Song have any business on this trip to the Sacred Land Fortress?"
"Look at me, do I seem like I have business to attend to? My father felt that I have been overworking lately, and suggested I rest at another fortress for a few days. After some searching, I chose the Sacred Land Fortress. It seems I haven’t chosen wrongly."
