Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1369 Flowing Light Piles Decaying Palace

For several days in a row, information about the awards ceremony kept coming to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan had only formulated a rough plan; the specific actions would need to be adjusted based on the situation at the time, and efforts would be made to avoid involving unrelated personnel.

The most important thing about this operation was to keep all information confidential beforehand.

Ren Xinshan has more experience in this area, so he doesn't need to worry about it; he only needs to focus on the arrest operation.

On October 13th, two days before the awards ceremony, Zhan Jiyue had assembled her team, all of whom were from the Pure Faction.

Some of these people were specially transferred from other branches by Zhan Jiyue, and no one knew beforehand what their specific tasks would be. He then submitted detailed information about each person to Chen Chuan.

Looking at the list, Chen Chuan realized that Lao Zhan had a wide network of connections, managing to find him fifty people at once, all of whom were elite fighters who had participated in national missions.

This immediately made him have a much larger pool of manpower at his disposal.

In particular, it ensures that orders are carried out in critical moments. It's not that he doesn't trust the team Ren Xinshan gave him, but the troops in the affairs department all have their own discipline, but in some special circumstances, they may not be able to truly carry out his will.

At this point, he asked Shenyu to formulate a new plan based on the characteristics of the two teams and the information currently available.

Depending on the information available, the plan has actually been revised several times, and may even need further adjustments just before the final action. This is because the final personnel list cannot be determined until that point.

Before long, the new plan was finalized.

Chen Chuantiao looked at it and said, "Shenyu, record and save this action plan, and set it to the highest reading access level."

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Chen Chuan was not afraid of the plan being leaked.

The Shenyu Affairs Department in Zhongjing only has the right to use it; the highest authority is held by the Executive Government and the Supreme Security Advisory Group.

As a clerk, even if a minister wanted to see his confidential documents, a meeting of the clerk's committee would be required to make a joint decision. Therefore, he could use Shenyu's abilities with peace of mind.

Looking at the screen in front of us, we see several three-dimensional busts of people, but there is no specific information about these people in the database.

However, these people can be found in the World Fighters Council's publications. According to a message recently sent by Ren Xinshan, some of them may also be invited to this banquet.

Capturing those targets wasn't difficult; the key was the security personnel and fighters responsible for protecting them, as well as any fighters who might be present.

Because it was uncertain how they would react, Shenyu reminded him to be especially careful.

He gazed at these figures, his eyes growing distant.

Two days passed quickly, and it was October 15th, the day of the Qinghu banquet.

The Qinghu Award is currently the most prestigious art award in China and also enjoys a certain international reputation.

This awards banquet was held at Hanquan Palace, a former imperial palace of the old dynasty. To ensure the smooth running of the banquet, the organizers had been planning for more than half a year, during which they invited internationally renowned planning teams and designers to design the venue and set up the scene, as well as to organize the awards ceremony.

In order to create an unprecedented experience, they spared no effort to transport specialties and precious items from major cities and regions around the world to the venue by airship. The enormous wealth and resources that a small country would consume in a year would be used to support the entire banquet.

At six o'clock in the evening, outside the palace area, rows of retro brocade carpets were laid out on the road, and colorful lights like rainbow ribbons hung down on both sides of the road. Above, swirling rainbows and silver stars like flying flowers slowly drifted down from the sky, turning into crystal-clear pebbles after landing on the ground, reflecting a dazzling brilliance between the interplay of lights and shadows.

The combination of luxurious real objects and the ultimate use of simulated resources creates the entire palace area as if it were a dream palace.

Luxury cars and unusual vehicles slowly pulled up in the square outside the palace area, and handsome men and beautiful women got out of the cars one after another. Some of them were dressed in ancient costumes, while others were dressed in imported formal wear.

They flashed charming smiles at the media and the lights, stepping onto luxurious and expensive carpets, and walked one after another with their banquet dance partners into the dreamlike old palace ahead, under the spotlight.

The people who came here this time included not only domestic film and television stars and singers, but also foreign ambassadors, heads of large companies, and well-known figures from various industries. Many political figures were also invited, making it a gathering of high-ranking officials and celebrities.

Song Shicheng entered the venue through a special passage with his dance partner. He was wearing a black imported suit, had a slender figure, and had neatly ironed long hair.

His face was fairly handsome, with a slightly protruding chin, sunken eyes, and very light eyebrows, almost as if they were nonexistent. Although he dressed politely, he exuded a gloomy aura.

He has some implanted threads on his face and neck, but as a member of the Natural Faction, he is actually a third-limit fighter, so he doesn't have any implants on his body. These are just decorative implants.

Led by a waiter, he arrived at a VIP area furnished with soft couches and carpets, where seven or eight young people were sitting. One of them reached out to greet him.

"Brother Song is here, over here."

Song Shicheng gestured to his dance partner, who released his arm and went to the other side.

He walked over and sat down among the people who had greeted him. One of them poured him a glass of wine and asked curiously, "Brother Song, I heard you went to Haixi Road to handle some business recently. So, haven't you sorted things out there yet?"

Song Shicheng picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and casually replied, "It's nothing, just a little trouble."

The speaker exchanged a glance with his companion, leaned closer, and whispered, "Brother Song, when can we do it again?"

Song Shicheng, who had been somewhat absent-minded, immediately showed interest upon hearing this. "What, have you found a new target?"

The celestial artifact flickered and transmitted a message and a photo to Song Shicheng.

"This is the legendary corpse from the glacier. It was unearthed in the far north of Haixi Road. I reckon Brother Song probably doesn't know about this yet."

Upon seeing it, Song Shicheng's gaze was immediately drawn to it.

This is a female corpse embedded in an iceberg. Her eyes are closed as if she is asleep. She has long eyelashes and is wearing tassel-like alien clothing. The key thing is that she is huge. Compared with the reference point on the ground, she is at least seventy or eighty meters tall.

Everyone present saw it and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. Someone whistled, "This thing is going to explode, the fireworks will be absolutely gorgeous."

The young people present all showed excited expressions and nodded in agreement.

Their circles consisted of individuals, some simply interested in explosives technology, others simply wanting to cause destruction. The more beautiful and exquisite something was, the more they longed to destroy it with their own hands. In the instant of destruction, some could even feel a thrill that seeped into their very bones.

"If you think it's a good idea, Brother Song, how about we go out and have some fun sometime?"

Song Shicheng looked at the frozen corpse and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's wait a few days."

Seeing that he seemed to have something on his mind, someone immediately changed the subject. At this moment, someone patted the shoulder of the person next to them, "Look, Zhu Er has arrived."

Everyone turned around and saw that Young Master Zhu was leading a radiant woman in a backless dress and with her hair in a high bun into the room.

The woman wore a dark blue gauze dress with interwoven crystalline threads. The hem of the dress swayed gently with each step, casting faint, fading starlight shadows on the ground with every turn.

The most eye-catching item is the necklace on her chest, which has a light-colored glass gemstone hanging on it. It seems to contain tiny silver sands, and when it is turned, it will show irregular water patterns and light, like the moon's reflection in a still lake at night, rippling slightly when touched.

As the two walked down the path studded with glittering pebbles, it was as if they had stepped from the Milky Way into the human world, instantly becoming the most eye-catching focus of the entire scene.

"Damn, Zhu Er is still such a good actor."

"That necklace is made of moon jade, isn't it? It must have cost a lot of money. I just saw it at the Norland Jiaming Auction House a while ago. I didn't expect it to end up in Zhu Ershou's hands."

"Is that woman a singer named Ying something-Bai? Looks like Zhu Er has found a new favorite."

"Hey, Zhu Er likes to pull this kind of stunt, all for this plate of dumplings wrapped in vinegar."

As Zhu Er and his female companion passed by, people on both sides stood up and applauded. Everyone knew that Zhu Er was the protagonist and organizer of this awards ceremony and ball.

Zhu Er also enjoyed the occasion, nodding and waving to the guests at times.

At this very moment, outside Hanquan Palace, Chen Chuan sat in a private car, his gaze fixed on the brightly lit old palace ahead.

Due to the escalating scale of this operation, Ren Xinshan added twelve additional Resonators to his original team.

With this, he now had a total of thirty Resonators at his disposal. With the support of the Resonance Nest from the Security Affairs Department, he could paralyze the entire information field of the venue in an instant.

In addition, there are more than 100 interns transferred from Wuyi Academy. All of these people are either members of the Pure Faction or members funded by the state. They will be responsible for maintaining order on the outermost perimeter and preventing unauthorized personnel from approaching.

The awards ceremony will begin at 8:00 AM, while the operation will begin at 8:20 AM.

The screen in front of Chen Chuan showed the situation inside. After seeing some people enter the arena, he walked straight to a certain area without looking to the side.

These people exuded a strong aura of fighters. Most of them stood around the old palace, while some patrolled an area. He knew that a government official must have arrived.

At this moment, a fellow follower sent a message saying, "Sir, all the main targets have entered the area."

Chen Chuan said, "Understood." He glanced at his watch, which showed 7:50, and said, "Everyone, pay attention and follow my orders."

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(End of this chapter)