Chapter 691: Chapter 293: Taichu-Class Divine Armament, New Beginnings!

Chu Kuanglan looked at this weathered car, and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

Qin Hui, Old Qiao, and the others glanced at each other.

The Cyan Dragon Gang’s strength seems to be even more modest than expected?

Liu San seemed to have guessed everyone’s thoughts, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly straightened his chest and explained with a bit of pride, "Don’t look down on us, brothers! In this Gray Rock District, there aren’t many forces that can afford a four-wheeled vehicle! This little treasure, the Gang Leader went through a lot to acquire it! It’s much better than those gangs that rely on two legs to pick up people at the docks! Having a ride is a blessing, it’s better than walking all the way, right?"

"That’s true, that’s true!" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Chu Kuanglan immediately put on a smiling face and loudly praised, "Having a car is a blessing! Liu, Biao, thank you for your hard work! This car looks tough and reliable, a good car!"

His flattery made Liu San and A-Biao smile even more, and they repeatedly said, "A brother who knows his stuff! Knows his stuff!"

Everyone split up and got in the car.

The interior space of the car was indeed large, but the seats were worn, and the air was filled with a mix of cheap tobacco and old sweat.

Chu Kuanglan naturally took the co-driver seat next to A-Biao, who was driving.

Fang Qingyu, Wei Banmeng, Su Wanqing, and the others sat in the back.

A-Biao skillfully started this old car, the engine roared like a tractor, and the body shook violently a few times before tremblingly leaving the port connection area, merging into a wide but slightly rundown main road.

Outside the car window, the city’s scenery whizzed by.

To everyone’s surprise, the architectural style inside the Mirage was not as chaotic and disorderly as imagined.

The roads were wide, flanked by buildings of various heights - sturdy stone houses, iron-roofed shanties, modern-looking multi-story apartment buildings, and shops with huge neon signs.

The styles were mixed, but the basic city functions seemed all available.

The pedestrians were of all kinds.

If it weren’t for the wind blowing in through the car window still carrying the unique chill of the Arctic.

And the sight of the giant metal dome emitting constant light overhead, with the intricate supporting structures,

one could almost think they were in an ordinary coastal city.

Chu Kuanglan curiously stared through the dust-covered windshield at the enormous dome-like sky above.

At that moment, as the minibus left the port area,

entered the inner city, the edges of the giant "petals" supporting the dome started to slowly close inward.

Huge shadows, like the coming of nightfall, began to spread from the edge of the dome to the center!

"What the...?! Lights off?" Chu Kuanglan instinctively exclaimed.

Before he could finish...

Just as the giant "petals" were about to fully close,

the entire city space was about to fall into darkness, in that exact moment!

Buzz!

The entire "sky" suddenly lit up.

A soft but extremely bright light permeated from inside the giant metal dome without a single blind spot.

Instantly dispelled all shadows,

illuminating the entire Mirage interior as bright as day.

The quality of that light was incredibly similar to real sunlight, warm but not glaring.

"What?!"

Chu Kuanglan was completely stunned, pointing at the "sky," then at A-Biao driving, and next to him Liu San.

This instantaneous switch between light and dark was too natural.

Liu San looked at Chu Kuanglan’s shocked expression and chuckled, with an air of local pride, "How about it, Brother Chu? Awesome, right? Our City of Injustice, although it has a bad reputation outside, has everything it should have inside! The day here also has different times, just like the normal world outside. Right now, it’s daytime."

"Daytime?" Chu Kuanglan looked up at the massive dome emitting warm sunlight, feeling as though his worldview had been refreshed once more, "How did you make this light?"

"Hehe, that’s the amazing thing about our city!"

A-Biao chatted as he carefully avoided the pedestrians on the road, with pride in his voice, "The Mirage can simulate the most realistic sunlight! When it’s nighttime..." he left a suspenseful pause, "look up again, the sky full of stars, the moon, just the same as real, much more beautiful than the polluted skies outside."

"Hiss..."

Qin Hui, Qi Hao, and others in the back seat couldn’t help but take a breath, clicking their tongues in wonder.

This Divine Armament is quite a miracle.

Even the sun, moon, and stars can be simulated?

Once the novelty wore off a bit, Chu Kuanglan remembered his business.

He took out half a pack of decent cigarettes bought on the ship.

Handed one each to A-Biao driving and Liu San beside him, and lit one himself, then, pretending to be pained, hesitated for a moment and stuffed the remaining half pack into Liu San’s hand.

"Liu, Biao, here, have a smoke to refresh yourselves! This bumpy road..."

Chu Kuanglan skillfully lit the two men’s cigarettes, took a deep puff, then lowered his voice and casually asked, "By the way, my two elder brothers, I’m new here, and I heard that the city isn’t very peaceful these days? There’s quite a violent uprising... What’s going on? It won’t affect us in Gray Rock District, right?"

His face showed a touch of concern.

Liu San took the half pack of cigarettes, his eyes lit up, he quickly pocketed it, his smile grew more genuine and warm.

After taking a satisfying puff, he slowly said, "Ah, Brother Chu, is that why you’re so eager to find a backing and join our Cyan Dragon Gang? Rest assured!" He patted his chest, "That’s just some mischief burning in the Inner City, it won’t reach us in these corners of the Outer City!"

He leaned in a bit closer, lowering his voice even more, "Actually, it’s nothing big really. It’s just that the Inner City recently organized a ’Blood Fighting Asura Field,’ which is the most lively competition in our City of Injustice."

"Ha, that scene is a sea of people! Gamblers, onlookers, those wanting to make a name for themselves, all flocking in!"

"As a result, some dimwits, taking advantage of the event drawing the city’s attention and the security forces being diverted, secretly swept up several territories."

Liu San blew a smoke ring, his face showing schadenfreude and a hint of awe, "Well, those places that got swept weren’t pushovers, could they tolerate that?"

"As soon as there was a break in the competition, it blew up immediately, revenge, counter-revenge, taking advantage of the chaos... The Inner City is a mess now, quite a few people dead, so they say."

Chu Kuanglan showed appropriate surprise and doubt, "Ah? So bold? They dare act during a City Lord event? Aren’t they afraid of breaking the rules and being crushed by the City Lord’s Mansion?"

He heard from Su Wanqing in detail about the core iron law of the City of Injustice on the ship.

During large-scale events held by the City Lord, the whole city is to cease hostilities.

Liu San’s smile faded slightly, he looked around to confirm no one was paying attention to their rickety car, leaned into Chu Kuanglan’s ear, speaking in a voice almost only they could hear, "Who says they aren’t? Ideally, they wouldn’t dare even with a hundred times the courage! But..."

He paused, lowering his voice like a mosquito, with a hint of uncertainty, "Rumor has it the City Lord seems injured, and not lightly, even the City Lord’s Mansion is in chaos now."

"So those demons and monsters usually suppressed tightly in the Inner City dare jump out to stir up trouble, all wanting to seize more territory and gain more advantage while they can!"

Chu Kuanglan’s pupils imperceptibly narrowed, he took a heavy puff, exhaled slowly, suppressing his shock, showing a look of realization and gratitude on his face, "Oh... so that’s how it is! Thanks for the reminder, Liu! I’ve got it now! When I’m in the gang, please look after me, Liu, Biao!"

"No problem at all, we’re all brothers here!"

Liu San patted Chu Kuanglan’s shoulder with satisfaction.

Fang Qingyu sat in the back, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but the last few words whispered by Liu San were clearly heard.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze carried a trace of absurdity.

Judging from Liu San’s words,

A City Lord who is at least Tier Four, even Tier Five...

In a city where a Tier Four and above cannot enter...

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