Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1176: Who is the Target? (Two more - s for monthly pass)

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: Who is the Target? (Two more Chapters for monthly pass)

The young man was momentarily stunned, failing to react right away.

The man in the leather jacket handed over the binoculars he was holding.

The young man lifted the binoculars and looked towards the shadows in the distant darkness.

What came into his view were the silhouettes of vehicles of various sizes, apparently camouflaged for the snow, swarming densely in their direction.

This pair of binoculars came with light amplification and night vision capability, but under this night sky, that was all he could see.

But these things were enough for some simple judgements.

"This, what is this?"

The young man was somewhat breathless for a moment.

"An army."

The man in the leather jacket calmly took the binoculars back from his hands.

"Are they heading to Minte City?"

The young man’s eyes widened slightly.

The only city in this direction was Minte City.

"How much power does your armor have left?"

Rather than answering the young man’s question, the man in the leather jacket asked in a gentle voice.

"Over 60 left."

After glancing at the power level, the young man quickly replied, "We also have two spare batteries in our bags."

Bang——

Before he could finish, he saw the man in the leather jacket take the exoskeleton armor battery off his chest and hand it to him.

Then, under the young man’s puzzled gaze, the man in the leather jacket quickly said, "They are marching in the snow, and it’s night-time, they will surely be attacked by exotic beasts, their marching speed won’t be fast,"

He stuffed the battery into the young man’s arms, "You need to go back right away, set the armor to max power, and relay the message back to see if they’re really coming for Minte City; let the people in the city decide. You take the others with you and make sure to deliver the message back as quickly as possible."

"Leader,"

The young man looked at the man in the leather jacket, took a moment, "And what about you?"

"I’ll stay here, we need someone to watch them, in case the situation changes and to send back timely information."

The man in the leather jacket said quickly.

"Leader,"

The young man, holding the battery, appeared a bit dazed, his voice slightly choked up, "If only we knew, we would have brought more batteries."

"All the batteries are here, there are not many left in the warehouse,"

The man in the leather jacket held the binoculars, speaking calmly, "There is never anything in this world that is completely prepared."

"Leader,"

The young man looked at him, quickly saying, "Let me stay here then."

"What good would you do staying here,"

The man in the leather jacket began to speak, then paused, seemingly realizing something, set down the binoculars, and turned to the young man, scolding with a laugh,

"Do you think I’m going to die here? I grew up in the wilderness since I was a boy, and I am a Class C Transcendent, they won’t discover me; it’s you who would undoubtedly die if you stayed."

He rolled his eyes and moved to kick the young man, "You’ve been watching too many of those prim and proper dramas from the city, stop wasting time and get out of here."

The young man hurriedly took the battery and stood up, then stumbled and rolled down the slope, tumbling a few times before stabilizing and rising to his feet.

He looked back at the man in the leather jacket and just as the man in the leather jacket opened his mouth, seemingly ready to scold again, the young man turned and quickly slid away in the direction they came from.

Watching the young man’s figure disappear into the vast snowy expanse of the night, the man in the leather jacket turned back around, pulling out a pendant from his chest, and opened it.

Inside the pendant was a photograph:

A slightly shy brown-haired girl stood in front of a statue, gazing into the camera lens.

Behind her, the statue had scimitars and short swords hanging at its waist, draped in a fur coat, its hand posed to part the thorns in front.

Click——

The man in the leather jacket snapped the pendant shut and once more lifted the binoculars to peer into the depths of the snowy wilderness.

——

Wilderness

Two flying armors swiftly glided across the mountains, covered with a glaze of snow, darting amongst the peaks before finally reaching a relatively wide plain.

"Have we now left the wilderness near Limen City?"

The brown-haired man looked towards the flying armor ahead, asking through the internal channel of the armor.

He looked up at the surrounding mountains and plains, "The wilderness has no foundation for guiding stations, and without any marked trade routes nearby, it’s easy to lose one’s way."

"I’ve been around here before,"

Thorin’s voice came through the communicator, as he also raised his head to view the landscape, "The nearest city to us now should be Lunster City, by the wilderness zones’ division, it would be near Lunster City’s wilderness, but in actuality, we are already very far from Lunster City."

"You’ve actually been in this area before?"

The brown-haired man seemed surprised.

"If you want, I can recommend you go back to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, join the field department, specifically catching cultists, then you would have rich experiences like mine,"

Thorin said with a laugh, "You never know where those brainless believers of the Evil God might establish their lair."

"Forget it, forget it,"

The brown-haired man quickly waved his hand, "I just came out of there and haven’t had a few days of enjoyment yet."

It was at this moment, he saw Thorin ahead rapidly halt and land on the ground, looking towards the west.

The brown-haired man stopped talking and also landed on the ground, raising his head to the west as well.

The trembling earth transmitted the noise to their ears, the flight armor’s built-in observation system quickly zoomed in on the shadow from the cameras in the sky, then filled in the color and shapes based on algorithms.

"This···"

The brown-haired man gazed vacantly at the array of armored vehicles crossing the wilderness in their field of view, "Which consortium’s mercenary corps is this?"

"Don’t know, it’s too far to see, and they haven’t placed their emblem somewhere obvious,"

Thorin shook his head.

"They didn’t take the normal trading routes,"

The brown-haired man was somewhat distracted, "This route also bypassed the surrounding major cities."

"So, this is a ’Surprise Troop.’ It seems that the Split-claw Bird we encountered was scared off by their commotion,"

Thorin slowly began to speak, with a light sigh, "Contact Swei, and try to get the message back as fast as possible."

——

Minte City·Twelfth District

In the quiet office, Weiken lifted his bracelet, looking at the projection of the man in the red robe within it.

This was not his secret chamber from earlier, but rather an office picked at random in the villa.

"Mr. Weiken, congratulations on taking control of the two big conglomerates, becoming the undisputed king without a crown of this city,"

The man in the red robe looked at Weiken, smiling gently, "But if you rely only on those remnants of the security forces, you won’t be able to fulfill your promise."

"I said I had a way to open the city gates,"

Weiken smiled as he looked at the man in the red robe, "Consolidating the security forces is merely for a pretext, only this way can I negotiate a price with others on behalf of the two conglomerates."

"Has that ’friend’ of yours in the City Defense Army agreed?"

The man in the red robe squinted slightly.

"All you need to know is that our goal is about to be achieved."

Weiken laughed, not directly answering the question.

Knock, knock, knock—

Just then, a knocking sound came from outside the office.

"Come in."

Weiken ended the call and turned to look towards the door.

Creak—

The office door was slowly pushed open.

"There are more and more people outside,"

Borek leaned on the doorframe of the office, looked up at the window, and casually said, "Your security forces are almost assembled."

"Hmm,"

Seated inside the office, Weiken stood up and glanced outside the window, "It’s about time we went out, too."

"Are you planning to stir up the whole of Minte City with such a mediocre army?"

Borek looked at Weiken, his brows slightly raised, "The City Defense Army could send any detachment to explode the main force of your security forces, and now the bunch you’ve gathered outside, the select leftovers, they’re stronger than the original main force?"

"I have my own confidence,"

Weiken chuckled hoarsely as he looked at Borek, "It seems you’re quite curious about how I’m going to do it?"

"Of course, I’m curious,"

Borek crossed his arms, "Strictly speaking, if your method is really too foolish, I might want to give you some pointers, after all, if you die, who’s going to pay me the balance?"

"How does it feel to have tens of millions of federal coins in hand?"

Weiken looked at Borek, smiling as he asked.

"A bit floaty, lacking a sense of reality, but money is indeed good,"

Borek looked at Weiken, slowly standing up, "Let’s go, Old Geezer, off to realize your epic conspiracy."

"This is about getting Minte City back on track, not some ’conspiracy’,"

Weiken said with a smile.

He lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

——

Federal Bureau of Investigation Building

He Ao sat in the office chair, quietly gazing at the map projected in front of him by Eve.

He slightly raised his hand, and the entire map shrunk down, with the outline of several hazy cities revealed in his field of view.

This was the map of the eastern part of the Federation.

He lifted his hand, his fingertips brushing across the cities on the map.

A thick fog enveloped the entire map.

The Siege of Order.

What exactly does the Order Church intend to do?

At that moment, his bracelet vibrated.

Eve projected the message he had received.

This message was from Limen City, signed by Thorin.

He opened the message, glanced at the content, and fell silent.

Soon after, another message came through.

It was from Xiya; she had received a letter from the wilderness and immediately forwarded the message.

He Ao read this message as well.

Then he lowered his head, looking at the map in front of him.

He raised his hand, gently dispersing the thick fog covering the map, exposing the undulating mountains and plains below.

Then his finger slowly slid, landing on the easternmost side of the map.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he pulled back his hand, raised his bracelet, replied to both Thorin and Xiya, and had Eve send out several messages.

Then he straightened up, leaning back in his chair, looking straight ahead.

A card appeared in his field of view, the background of the card was a pure white space, with a branch full of green leaves occupying one-third of the background at the top.

And beneath this branch, there was a figure shrouded in a faint white luminescence.

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