Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 154 Burning Mr. Liao in Xicheng District
"Nineteen years ago, the development of Zhongcheng was not yet very complete, that group of people had not yet died, and the new name Ye'an had not yet been officially established."

The lights flickered, coldness spread underground, and Chen Ningan listened quietly in the empty room.

"At that time, every member of Yean was a rare resource. They had to go through layers of selection and extremely rigorous training before they could finally take up their posts. It was completely different from now."

"At that time, the population of Zhongcheng was still over two million, but unfortunately, a building was illuminated by someone from the lantern world."

"It is said that the first person who discovered it suffered a terrible torture and became the guide of the building, pulling the building down from the light realm, causing terrible consequences."

"No one can describe the existence of that building. Every floor and every room is enough to cause the city to collapse. Eve's men rushed in one after another, regardless of the cost, bringing out-of-control objects and lives to fill the gap, but it still did not help."

"So, the reserve troops, students, and even ordinary people were all put in, and a balance was created with human lives. The last person in that group activated his ability by cutting off his own body, and then he was imprisoned in the Yadong Deng Realm."

Chen Ningan listened quietly, and when he finished speaking, he said thoughtfully: "In other words, the two bodies in Yadongdeng territory are the group of people you mentioned?"

"What kind of people are they?"

"I can't tell you, these guys will come back once you know their names."

The voice revealed cryptically: "Why do you think the words [ghost] and [god] are so frightening? It is precisely because we know their names again that we have come to this point."

Can't even know the name? Chen Ning'an's heart skipped a beat. So the current situation of this city was caused by him?

"Just because of two words?"

"Yes, just because of two words."

The other party's answer was helpless: "New Qin, and even the whole world, are suppressing some information. Because it has been too long, it is not necessarily them who have returned. There is more than 99% probability that it is them."

Such remarks made people ponder for a long time. Chen Ning'an has now truly touched the tip of the iceberg of this world.

How can one crawl out of the endless abyss of death by calling out one's name? That... must be a power that only immortals have.

"You've shown me your worth, now tell me where you are and I'll pick you up."

Chen Ning'an made a promise to it, but the latter was not happy and just gave a coordinate.

Room 68, inside the secret vault.

"Didn't you say I can't drive?"

Chen Ningan sneered, and said reluctantly: "I can help you find the loophole. This is my only chance."

It doesn't seem like it still has a strong desire to survive.

Chen Ning'an walked to room 68, which was very quiet.

No one, Ye An, hid in this secret vault because he didn't smell any blood.

Open the door.

He would not take the initiative to touch it, because the tricks here could take someone's life at any time.

"Clap."

It was very easy. The door of the secret library opened and there was actually a wooden door inside.

It was an old wooden door painted yellow, and the yellow paint had peeled off too much. Chen Ning'an's heart moved, and he raised his hand to use the talisman as a barrier to open it.

There was a harsh friction sound everywhere. There was no light inside, and the area was very small, only a few square meters. The layout inside the secret vault was like that of an ordinary home from seventy or eighty years ago.

A dressing table, a bed, and a wardrobe are all that is presented.

Chen Ning'an looked at the dressing table and almost instantly noticed the difference.

As he approached the room, the mirror did not reflect his image, but a deep space.

"Come in and find me."

The sound made Chen Ning'an subconsciously lift his foot, but soon he felt the big talisman on his back getting hot.

Was he attacked?
"You're lying to me!"

Chen Ningan pulled away abruptly and put his foot on the dressing table.

In an instant, a huge repressive force was generated and the room began to twist. Chen Ning'an did not hold back at all. Dozens of thunder talismans exploded like cannonballs and raged in the room in an instant.

"No! Stop it!"

There was a cry of fear, but Chen Ning'an didn't listen at all. He pulled himself out of the wooden door, raised his hand and drew one talisman after another in the air, and threw them into the room.

After thunder comes fire, and the Hai family mixes in the sun seal, both are the most deadly attacks.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please let me go."

Its sound was filled with pain, the iron cabinets and beds were melting, and the dresser was becoming more and more tattered.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared on the mirror, and a face appeared in the crack, begging Chen Ningan.

"Please stop. I'm willing to exchange it for other information."

"Information is always information. If you know it, others must know it too."

Chen Ning'an had an expressionless face as he watched the cracks on the mirror increase in number. The talismans in his hand hardly stopped moving.

With the support of a large number of paper figures, his consumption could be said to be negligible, and the mirror under the talisman finally shattered with a "click".

But Chen Ning'an still did not stop using the Qi-Watching Technique, and he kept watching until all the bruises disappeared.

"Humph."

He turned around and left, his rare patience resulting in a sneak attack.

Therefore, strength is the bottom line, and next we only need to face the gods and ghosts.

But soon, Chen Ning'an discovered something was wrong.

"Why are the number of paper figures decreasing so quickly?"

It has been two days since he left Qingxia Road, and he could sense that the paper figures were withering one after another.

Except for the paper figures he made himself, all the paper figures transformed by talismans died on a large scale.

there is a problem!

His first reaction was that the [Gods], [Ghosts] and Mr. Liao had joined forces to discover his whereabouts and wanted to eliminate him.

But when he switched his perspective, Chen Ning'an discovered that it was not the case at all and no one was attacking him.

The paper figures fell down one after another, their breathing became weaker and weaker, their vital organs failed, and in just one day, almost 90% of them died.

Is there something wrong with the paper man talisman?

Not really, almost everyone in Zhongcheng has this symptom, even the pilgrims and members of the [Ghosts] and [Gods] are the same.

The streets and alleys were filled with people who had died from organ failure. This sudden change made him think at first that Ye An had taken action.

Massacre an entire city?

But he soon discovered that some people were not affected at all.

"I should have killed the mirror later."

He also felt a little regretful, and finally found Qin Wen to understand the situation.

"I'm not sure either. Maybe you can go to Room 102. The people in there have higher authority."

So he turned and opened secret vault No. 102 and found the owner of the room.

Then he got an extremely ridiculous answer.

"You mean, more than 95% of the people in Zhongcheng are "clones"?"

"Yes."

The owner of this room was relatively calm. He answered clearly and logically:

"Zhongcheng is one of the implementation sites of the Short-lived People Plan in the entire New Qin. Through our unremitting efforts over the past decade, we have successfully increased the population from more than 100,000 to the current level of 10 million."

This is a hundred-fold difference. How much manpower and material resources will it consume?
Chen Ning'an couldn't help but think of the huge corpse in the patio at Yadongpo Reservoir.

And those counting down seen in Dadong Village.

Short-lived people plan...

"With the help of the lost objects, this is not very difficult. Many eternal lamps are still producing new clones." "They will equip themselves with the necessary consciousness. They will be old or young, big or small."

The other party smiled reluctantly: "If you find that they are dying on a large scale, it is obvious that there is a problem with the water plant. We prolong their lives by mixing special substances. Obviously, Xin Qin has completely given up on us."

He indeed knew a lot and had considerable power in Ye'an.

This way, a lot of things make sense.

Why are there so many people dying every day, but there is no social unrest?

Why can they carry out all kinds of cruel operations with impunity?

Why the number of night celebrations never decreases, and why there is an endless supply of people carrying lanterns.

This is simply because they don't care about population at all!

"I have a question!"

Chen Ning'an narrowed his eyes and said, "There are still real living people in this Zhongcheng. They get married and have children. Won't they be affected?"

"by!"

The other person answered him seriously: "The life span of the children born from these people and clones will also be reduced, but as long as we don't stop the supply of immortal resources, there will be no problem."

Got it, got it all.

Chen Ningan smiled bitterly: "You Ye An is really good. You fooled the gods, ghosts, and me."

Without using a single soldier, the city was completely quieted.

So now... the only beneficiary is probably Mr. Liao.

He doesn't care whether you are dead or alive, He will only reproduce endlessly.

Without the support of the population base, the strength of both [ghosts] and [gods] will undoubtedly be greatly reduced, and may even regress.

"No... there is still time. These corpses may be of some use to me!"

Chen Ning'an suddenly remembered something, quickly left here, and came to Xicheng District in the strong wind.

While there are still enough paper figures to sustain his consumption, he must eliminate his only competitor.

The entire Xicheng District was shrouded in darkness, filled with swarming beetles. Not every one of them was Mr. Liao, yet every one of them was Mr. Liao.

Chen Ning'an splashed a large amount of Qi in the void, carving out a huge talisman that was a kilometer long.

He simply couldn't do it without the support of a large number of paper figures. This was a fire talisman, and almost every meter of it took him half a day to carve.

Fortunately, no one found him during this half day. The beetles gathered below and piled up into a mountain, but they still could not reach Chen Ningan's feet.

They were moving, and Mr. Liao found half a skin bag from somewhere and entered it.

"Chen Ning'an, what are you going to do?"

After a few days, the two talked again.

"I want to clean you up."

Chen Ning'an did not avoid telling the truth. The outcome of a confrontation at this level could not be changed by small tricks.

"Are you kidding?" Mr. Liao chuckled, his skin moving in the dark. "My numbers are already too numerous to be ignored. Unless Xin Qin uses the supreme weapon, no one can stop me."

He... was completely out of control.

"That's enough."

Chen Ning'an's steps wavered slightly, and he had an urge to directly fight with his feet.

But he held back. After all, the group of "Mr. Liao" was very large and there was always the possibility of an accident.

"The paper man in the city is you, right?"

Mr. Liao looked at Chen Ningan and said, "I found some very unpalatable resources, which should be caused by you."

He saw it very clearly, and Chen Ning'an felt an endless murderous intent in his heart.

If the other party guesses his background, he cannot stay.

"die."

His eyes were ferocious, and a thousand-meter-long huge fire talisman fell from the sky with a bang!

How grand will this be?
Gazing down from the sky, the West City District of Zhongcheng under the clouds was originally pitch black, but there was a darkness that was quickly turning hot.

Then, there was a violent explosion of light, it was an endless high temperature, red and white in color, and the clouds were instantly blasted clean.

Give Chen Ningan some time, and he can completely destroy Zhongcheng, let alone Xicheng District.

The entire Xicheng District was lit up, vehicles exploded, gas surged, and methane from the sewers joined in, becoming a combustion aid.

Several gas stations exploded at the same time. At that moment, Mr. Liao was obviously stunned.

"you……"

He couldn't understand why Chen Ning'an could create such a terrible disaster and was quickly melted in the flames.

"But that's not enough. It won't burn me to death."

Xicheng District was too big, and He reappeared outside the flames. One Mr. Liao after another smiled at Him.

"Chen Ning'an, if you want to get rid of me, you will have to pay a greater price."

"Yes, a greater price."

Chen Ning'an glanced at him and realized that his current strength was still far behind.

It is indeed very difficult to deal with someone like Mr. Liao.

But there may be other ways around this more physical existence.

"The weapons in the entire Bell City should be enough to cover the West City District."

Chen Ning'an smiled at Him, and with a strong wind, he had already left here.

"arms?"

Mr. Liao shook his head. Many weapons require authorization, so you can’t use them even if you have them.

He disappeared with a bang, but it must be said that Chen Ning'an's move was somewhat shocking, and his loss was not small.

Need to consume more resources.

If it were any other time, Chen Ning'an might really have no way out, but as luck would have it, one of the directions his paper man was targeting was the New Qin Army in Zhongcheng.

Half a day later, rocket launchers fired a salvo at Xicheng District.

The loud explosion swept everything, and such a loud noise naturally attracted a lot of people's attention.

Mucheng held another meeting for this, and the person in charge frowned: "The weapons depot of Zhongcheng was used."

He opened the satellite map and saw that the entire West City District was burning fiercely.

"What's going on? Logically speaking, the weapons depot shouldn't be used."

"All those with backgrounds have already evacuated in advance, and only a very small number of people know the authority of the weapons depot."

Everyone was talking about it, and the person in charge raised his eyebrows.

"It seems that we can't give up Zhongcheng so easily. Mucheng is too close. If the enemy launches missiles at us in a desperate attempt, we may not be able to successfully intercept them."

His words made many people nod, which was indeed a surprise.

"I saw in the video that Xicheng District is where Mr. Liao lost control. The other party might really be angry with us."

A middle-aged man raised his eyes slightly and said, "How about...incurring greater losses and destroying all the weapons depots in Zhongcheng in advance?"

This is a good idea.

"Then let's vote by show of hands."

The person in charge said, "I will report the results, and the decision should be made within three hours."

(End of this chapter)