AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Goodbye Good Boy, Why Does Everyone Like to Cosplay…

Chapter 28 Goodbye Good Boy, Why Does Everyone Like to Cosplay…

A sharp pain came from his shoulder. Song Ningwan turned his head, the red mist growing thicker, making it impossible to see who was behind him.

“Inlun, let go of me.” Song Ningwan’s voice was faint, as if he were truly angry.

A familiar voice whispered in his ear, “Hurry, go!”

Then, his wrist was grabbed, and he was pulled to run wildly outside the prison gate. Song Ningwan didn’t struggle, following Robo Wei through the prison gate and running to the right.

The prison was surrounded by the Legion. They all recognized Song Ningwan and didn’t stop him, only glancing at the cat’s tag.

“Take care, Mr. Song.”

The road was deserted and the buildings sparse. After all, it was a prison, once feared by all the people of Upper River.

When the crowd grew denser, Song Ningwan found a corner in an alley and stopped.

“What you asked me to do, I’ve succeeded.” Robo took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Song Ningwan took it. It was a map of the Upper/Lower River train tunnel.

“Very good. How’s your injury?”

Robo nodded, “I got a few shots, and I’m fine. What else do you need me to do now?”

“I want you to infiltrate the Jian family and get me their evidence of crimes.” Song Ningwan memorized the map’s contents, tracing it in his mind, then set it on fire.

The ashes turned into a wisp of smoke, slowly ascending into the deep sky, reflecting in Robo Wei’s eyes, foreshadowing a fading future.

“What evidence?”

“Illegally searching the surface using the City Management Bureau, stealing and selling ancient relics. Imprisoning and trafficking children, deliberate homicide…” Song Ningwan paused, his eyes turning cold, “Tell me, should they die or not?”

“You…” Robo wanted to retort, but he lowered his head, slightly helpless, and sighed.

“The Jian family has many shady dealings. I will help you rise to power, and you… need to give them a fatal blow at the critical moment.” Song Ningwan took out a thumb-sized chip, held it up to the sunlight, and it refracted a faint light.

Robo didn’t hesitate and took it directly, “What should I do?”

“Post the chip online, and naturally, people from the Jian family will come looking for you. Afterward, don’t act rashly, wait for my instructions.” Song Ningwan paused, “You have to think clearly, this is very dangerous, you could lose your life at any time.”

“I understand. Although I’m used to being a cat, occasionally feeling like a human isn’t bad either.” Robo smiled, not hesitating, and asked directly, “The person who came that day was really crazy, who did you offend? My life was almost ruined.”

“Just a mad dog.” Song Ningwan sneered.

“I can see that.” Robo was stunned for a moment, silent for a long time, and asked the question buried in his heart: “If you complete everything, will you leave Upper River in the future?”

“Not just leave Upper River, I will break out of the ground, come to the surface, and see the light again.”

Hearing this, Robo looked up in surprise, looking at Song Ningwan and opening his mouth, “You always exceed expectations.”

“Want to follow me?”

“What?”

Song Ningwan’s eyes were firm, repeating: “Follow me, see the bright daylight, humanity’s freedom above all else.”

“Okay.”

With a single answer, the two looked at each other, their minds communicating in the evening breeze.

Saying goodbye to Robo, Song Ningwan went alone to the street, preparing to return to the Legion when he found the road ahead was blocked, crowded with people.

Making it impossible for him to move forward.

The crowd was in a hurry, rushing to the central plaza.

Song Ningwan stopped a person, “Excuse me, what happened ahead?”

“Ah! You don’t even know this? Today is the first time the Jian family head is bringing his beloved grandson, Inlun, for a parade!” The passerby pushed Song Ningwan away and ran forward, “If you’re not going, don’t block my way, don’t you know wasting time is like murdering money!”

Having not seen Inlun for a long time, Song Ningwan snapped back from his thoughts, “Sorry.”

Bilin treated his grandson as a mascot, a mindless doll.

Clenching his fists, Song Ningwan released his fingers, the blood in his palm dripping onto the ground.

Preparing to return to the border, he changed direction and headed to the central plaza.

Usually, without a grand event, the central plaza is rarely this lively.

From a distance, he could see a blue mech, taller than a building, standing in the center of the plaza.

Awe-inspiring.

Both the mech’s appearance and performance seemed like a design that Song Ningwan had once created.

Due to the crowds, and arriving late, he could only stand in the back, looking at thousands of heads in front of him.

Where there are many people, order is bound to be chaotic. Without the City Management Bureau, it’s difficult for the Legion to manage so many people.

Not knowing what happened in front, a burst of exclamation came from the crowd.

Song Ningwan asked the person next to him, “What happened ahead?”

No one answered.

Feeling puzzled, he turned his head, his heart pounding, jumping out of his chest.

What the hell…

Ying, who was just fighting, suddenly appeared in front of him, besides surprise, it was shock.

What else could this be but a ghost?

Fortunately, Ying always thought he was dead. Song Ningwan silently turned his head back, staring at the back of the head in front of him, not saying a word.

He could probably guess that Ka’lier, that bastard, must have thought there were too many people here and sent Ying away.

Remember to check the almanac before going out.

However, why is Ying alive?

Song Ningwan suddenly thought that SS-class Mechanical Engineers can seal their nerves, freeze them, and unlock them later, a kind of immortality.

If Ying and Ka’lier are both alive, then the remaining two…

Impossible.

He must be scaring himself.

What happened to Ying in the years he was gone that could make a person change their personality so drastically, even hate him?

The medicine that dispersed his spirit, perhaps it wasn’t really Ka’lier, but Ying.

Song Ningwan turned his head to look, wanting to find a clue on that profile.

Why do you hate me?

Suddenly, Ying turned around, and their eyes met.

Cold eyes like snow accumulated on the iceberg for years, never melting, when people look at the mountain peak, the fog is shrouded, making it impossible to see everything.

Pausing for a second, Ying turned around and left.

The space just vacated was pushed forward by the people behind. Song Ningwan silently turned his head back, looking at the giant mech.

The sun hung in the sky, humans still unable to look directly at the sunlight, so they couldn’t tell what was real and what wasn’t.

Unknown clouds flowed quickly, covering the sky and the sun, the sky being squeezed by the color of ink.

Artificial sunlight, no wonder it can switch between day and night.

“Friends, I am today’s host, I am honored that you came to participate in this meet-and-greet. Let me introduce the special guests, this person in the middle, everyone should know.” The host picked up the amplified microphone, smiling and said: “Mr. Bilin Jian, is also the founder of the Guangming Group.”

Deafening exclamations came from the front, hearing Bilin’s voice, the crowd was excited.

The audience was blocked outside the cordon, Bilin stood in front of the giant mech, hugging his grandson, surrounded by many government officials: “Thank you for the enthusiasm of the people of Upper River, for coming to the central plaza to see my dearest grandson – Inlun.”

“Inlun, come and say hello to the friends.”

The exclamations and screams of the surrounding people covered Inlun’s voice, Song Ningwan perked up his ears.

“Hello everyone, I am Inlun Jian.” Inlun waved his hand, his smile shy and cute.

“Ah ah ah ah! Little Inlun is so cute, like a delicate doll! Such a good boy.”

“Blonde hair and dark eyes, he looks exactly like the old Mr. Bilin!”

“Baby, look here! Is he smiling at me? So sweet!”

“Mr. Bilin is so doting, he even carries little Master Inlun to the stage, sob sob sob, it’s too loving.”

Although far away, Song Ningwan still didn’t want to leave, even if he could only see him once.

He wondered if Inlun was doing well in the Jian family?

Following Song Ningwan meant always wandering outside, eating and sleeping in the open, perhaps staying in the Jian family would bring a life without worry.

The host smiled: “So cute, our little Master Inlun.”

“Next, let’s introduce the district chief of the Trash District! Ms. Feng! Everyone give a warm welcome!”

The audience applauded.

The host continued: “This one on the left…” deliberately drawing out the sound, creating suspense.

“Does everyone know who he is? You definitely won’t guess.”

The audience became curious, “Who is it! Tell us quickly.”

The host shouted loudly: “The Trash District sincerely welcomes the arrival of the head of the Main City Research Institute!!!”

“Ah ah ah ah!!!”

“Main city district… oh my god, someone tell me, this is real, this isn’t a dream!”

“Director, I am your dog, please chain me back to the main city district!”

“Director is so handsome, I love him so much.”

“The brother in front who said he loved him, you’re too ambitious, you really don’t want to suffer at all. Besides, the director is a man, you… sigh, Director, I’m also a man, can you hear me? I am male! Didn’t it get sent out?”

The host had a headache, raising the microphone volume: “Next is a Q&A session, drawing questions from the audience, please four special guests answer. Please everyone participate online.”

Song Ningwan didn’t have a communicator, so naturally he couldn’t participate, seeing everyone around him lowering their heads and actively participating in the event, so he asked the girl next to him.

“Can I ask a question?”

The girl was about to scold, but looked up and saw Song Ningwan and pouted, “Oh, what do you want to ask?”

“I want to ask Inlun, what is your wish?” Song Ningwan didn’t have anything valuable on him, a little tight on money.

“Okay, okay.” The girl lowered her head and operated on the communicator for a long time, finished it and showed it to Song Ningwan, and finally couldn’t help but ask: “You don’t want to ask the district chief? Everyone is asking him.”

Song Ningwan shook his head: “What do you want to ask?”

The girl was stunned, lowered her eyes and stared blankly, seeming unwilling to answer.

After the question session ended, the host drew four questions, choosing to ask.

“The first question, someone asked Mr. Bilin, will Upper River…” The host’s pupils widened, not directly announcing the answer.

The audience questioned: “Why don’t you read it? Is there something unaskable?”

“Ask it.” Bilin said.

The host nodded, the giant screen showing the text, “Please ask Mr. Bilin, will Upper River always be ruled by the Jian family?”

Bilin hugged Inlun, his originally loving gaze turning turbid, and no emotions could be seen from it.

“People constitute civilization, Upper River always belongs to the people. Our Guangming Group produces machines, always adhering to the purpose of leading the people forward. Therefore, the Jian family has a voice in Upper River. Rule is progress, I, Bilin Jian, have never done anything detrimental to the people of Upper River, time will witness.”

“The old man’s speech is inspiring!” The host took the lead in applauding, and thunderous applause came from below.

The audience shouted: “Upper River is immortal, the Jian family is full of glory.”

Song Ningwan sighed, had they already been brainwashed? Bilin’s words clearly meant that he was the strongest, so he was the ruler, come and fight if you don’t agree.

Of course, in this wasteland world with backward scientific research, an A-class Mechanical Engineer is indeed rare.

“Now, let’s announce the second question.” The host turned out the text on the screen: “Please ask the Trash District chief, when will Upper and Lower River be unified.”

Ms. Feng wore a suit, her high ponytail looking heroic, she gave the answer: “When human beliefs are united, they will be one.”

The host breathed a sigh of relief, and asked the third question: “Please ask little Master Inlun, what is your wish?”

Hearing his name being called, Inlun raised his head, Bilin stroking the back of his neck, he didn’t know how to answer.

“Little Master, say what’s in your heart, don’t worry.” The person from the main city walked to Inlun, bending down to look the little master in the eye.

“I want to see… Papa…” Suddenly, the hand on the back of his neck tightened, tears flashing in Inlun’s eyes, he shuddered, and said softly: “I hope Upper River is immortal.”

“Little Master is so great! He wishes Upper River is immortal!!!”

After interacting with the people, the host then announced the fourth question: “Please ask the head of the Research Institute, do you lack… lack…”

The head of the Research Institute looked refined, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, seeing the question, he smiled: “I feel your enthusiasm, I don’t lack dogs, and I don’t want cats either. This time I came to the Trash District to show the appearance and performance of Eternal Night, which is the explosive mech behind me.”

Hearing this voice, Song Ningwan was filled with disbelief, wanting to push through the crowd to see the other person’s face.

Impossible…

How could the head of the Research Institute of the main city be him?