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Chapter 464 - 458, Resolutely not going back to the sewers! (Third update)_1

Chapter 464: 458, Resolutely not going back to the sewers! (Third update)_1

"What happened to the promised sewer system improvement? The spacious and bright conditions we were told of? Damn it, the stench is unbearable; is this their so-called improvement?"

What must it have been like before the upgrade if it forced a UN conference to a halt!

For the past seven days, Ren He had been hiding in this vast underground labyrinth. When he leaped between the two buildings, his left leg was injured; after all, the drop was substantial. Even Ren He couldn’t avoid getting hurt, likely suffering some fractures.

So, after evacuating the combat zone, he spent the first few days nursing his injury. Thankfully, his physical condition allowed him to heal faster than others. While it might take someone else a hundred days to recover from muscle and bone injuries, Ren He was mostly unaffected now, feeling only a bit of pain when walking.

If it had been someone else, they would likely have died on the jump, and even if they survived by luck, they probably wouldn’t last long in the sewers.

The National Security Agency isn’t filled with fools. Ren He’s sudden disappearance led them to conclude that he had likely slipped into the sewer system; they certainly didn’t think Ren He could turn invisible.

So, in the past few days, Ren He encountered several search teams in the sewers. Soldiers guarded every drainage outlet that could lead outside, so Ren He’s idea of escaping through the sewers was nothing but a pipe dream.

However, the sewer system was too vast, and Ren He greatly benefited from this. With the entire sewer map in his head, this place became his home field—a rather smelly one at that...

Therefore, at the slightest sound, he’d disappear without a trace. Don’t think the National Security Agency’s squads could catch up with him just because he had an injured leg.

The Agency’s personnel were speechless; this guy was sprinting through the sewers like a rabbit! They had been searching every day, but with just a few hundred people, how thorough could they be? If they mobilized a large police or military force, wouldn’t the media outside go crazy?

The National Security Agency had to claim they killed the fugitive that very day, or else their credibility would be shot. They were funded by taxpayers’ money; how shameful would it be to not catch a fugitive with so many people involved?

Politics is never that simple. It’s not like they can simply deploy enough manpower to hunt down a sniper just because they know he’s in the sewers.

Initially, the Agency thought a few hundred people should be sufficient, but not only did they fail to catch him, they also lost two of their own, both killed by Ren He during a subterranean, face-to-face encounter.

Every member of the search teams understood that they were dealing with the toughest war machine they had faced since enlisting. Originally, the fugitive had no guns, but now they had conveniently supplied him with two handguns, two semi-automatic rifles, flash grenades, and N number of hand grenades...

This is nuts. Carrying out this damn mission could lead to dying in the sewers!

Ren He, however, felt that staying here all the time wasn’t a solution. Although the air here wasn’t like in some Chinese sewers, filled with nitrogen where a firecracker could blow a manhole cover sky-high, the problem was that it really stank.

Every night, Ren He would sneak to some deserted places, climb up to the road and steal something to eat, but with the smell, it became difficult to ingest. Afterwards, he simply sat boldly outside to eat before returning...

Since it was a secluded part of the city, he wasn’t caught on traffic surveillance cameras once or twice, but there was always a chance of being spotted eventually. When the National Security Agency reviewed the surveillance footage, they were astonished to find their target sitting next to an uncovered sewer, eating. His face was dark and indistinct, and if Ren He hadn’t had two semi-automatic rifles on his back, they might not have realized that this was the very person they were after...

In the middle of the night, there he was, a refugee-like figure with two guns, eating bread at the edge of a manhole... what kind of feeling was that...

Can’t you keep a low profile? If you were a bit more discreet, we could just assume you had run off, and we wouldn’t have to search anymore. Don’t you have the slightest sense of being a fugitive?

Of course, this was just what they were thinking; the search had to go on, but they were also at their wits’ end. What if this guy just stayed in the sewer system?

In the past, everyone always felt that New York’s drainage system was so great, capable of handling any torrential rain without flooding the city, but now for the first time, they loathed these sewers so much. Why did you have to build them so complex and spacious?!

If this had happened in Luo City, Ren He would have probably been fumigated to death the moment he jumped down there.

The National Security Agency hastily convened a meeting and decided: at a huge cost, they would install life-sign detection equipment at major traffic arteries, typically used for disaster search and rescue. One night, as soon as they detected the target in any section of the sewer, they would completely seal it and arrest him!

To be honest, Ren He didn’t feel any pressure from the Security Agency at all in the sewers. This place almost seemed like an escape route naturally designed for him. Thankfully, Yang Xi’s choice for studying abroad was New York because, honestly, in any other city he would probably already be dead.

As the saying goes, "What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger," and that was how Ren He comforted himself.

He didn’t know whether Yang Xi had already returned to their country or not. He didn’t have time to worry about others—the most dangerous person was himself. He was determined to make his way through the sewers to 173 Park Avenue, which he found deserted and with no signs of forced entry, suggesting that Yang Xi had likely left safely.

With Yang Xi gone, Ren He felt at ease, having no ties or worries to hold him back. It was quite a pleasant feeling.

However, hiding in the sewers of this foreign land, he still felt a bit lonely.

Sometimes, Ren He, hiding beneath the bustling city center, would miss his past life when he heard the sounds of traffic rumbling above the manhole covers.

Ren He didn’t know that Skydrive, Yang Xi, and Yang En had all thought he was dead. He was also unaware that Yang Xi had fully disclosed to Mrs. Ren his identity as Knight and his past deeds.

Ren He was also oblivious to the fact that Yang Xi had moved into his house, sleeping in his bedroom, and was living as a member of the Ren Family.

He had no idea that Yang Xi was now ignoring all calls from Su Ruqin and Yang En, contentedly handling the domestic chores at Ren He’s home.

If he knew, what he ought to be pondering now was how to face the soon-to-be furious Mrs. Ren...

Just thinking about it was terrifying, okay!

However, just as the higher-ups at the National Security Agency were being provoked by the sight of Ren He brazenly eating bread and jumping back into the sewer, swearing to spend a fortune to take down this villain,

Ren He had already quietly emerged from the sewer and sneaked into 173 Park Avenue for a hot shower...

And he resolved firmly, absolutely refusing to return to the sewers to smell that stench!

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Adding more for the furious leader of the Otaku Alliance, 39 alliances are already impressive, although not as astonishing as the battles between major gods with hundreds of alliances, it’s already quite badass...