Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Two weeks passed like this without any abnormalities. People who had been nervous for more than ten days gradually relaxed, and some people even blamed them for lying, causing panic among the people during this period.

However, one night when people slowly relaxed their vigilance and fell asleep, Jiang Yuchen and several others gathered in the room and did not sleep. They were dressed neatly and looked like they could go out at any time.

"What should I do? I'm a little nervous about suddenly going to the battlefield so formally." Meng Qingjie looked normal, but his voice was a little shaky.

Ke Zhengqi lost his usual teasing tone and said in a tense voice, "We've been on many missions before, so why are you getting nervous now?"

"How can they be the same?" Meng Qingjie took a sip of water. "I've taken so many exams since I was a child, and I still get nervous when it comes to the college entrance exam, even though the questions may be easier than the first and second mock exams."

Bian Chao kept his eyes closed, and a few drops of sweat seeped out of his forehead, even though winter was almost coming.

Lian Qingyang casually stroked the black cat in his arms and muttered, "Have you gained weight recently?", which drew a series of meows and greetings.

After a while, the moment Bian Chao opened his eyes, Jiang Yuchen also stood up and said in a deep voice: "Is it coming?" Bian Chao nodded.

As if it was a signal, several people stood up, opened the door and rushed downstairs. Ke Zhengqi knocked on A Kuan's door first and said a few words before chasing downstairs. Jiang Yuchen and Lian Qingyang had already driven away. As soon as Ke Zhengqi got in the car, Meng Qingjie stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the three of them suddenly fell back.

"Oh my god, brother, please watch the road." Ke Zhengqi rubbed the back of his head and did not forget to give instructions.

The car disappeared in an instant. A Kuan went downstairs and tidied his clothes. He only had time to see the afterimage of the car before he hurried to the building next to the first playground. This was where ordinary people who needed to fight lived. He walked into the warning room on the first floor and sounded the main alarm. In an instant, alarms sounded in the rooms on all floors.

Soon, there were chaotic footsteps on all floors. Although everyone was annoyed by being woken up suddenly, this was the first time the alarm was sounded, which meant that the base was about to be attacked. They did not dare to delay, so they put on their clothes, took their weapons, and gathered downstairs.

*

The lights along the city wall were always on at night. A row of psychics were sitting there dozing off. They were startled awake by the sound of a car behind them. They turned around and saw Jiang Yuchen and his men. One of the sentries stood up, looked at them, and asked, "Captain Jiang, what's the matter with you coming here so late?"

The sentries are usually first or second level psychics who take turns on duty. Their perception is not high, and they feel sleepy at night, which reduces their vigilance, so they have not noticed anything unusual outside the base.

Jiang Yuchen looked up at him, not feeling inferior at all. He was full of momentum and said loudly, "Send someone to sound the alert. All psychics, prepare for battle! Quick!"

The energy moved very quickly, and a thin layer of mist covered the surroundings at some point, making people feel very uncomfortable.

The five people had already stood on the city wall. Xiaojiu stood at Lian Qingyang's feet. He was very anxious because of the fog. His tail was wagging randomly, his back was slightly arched, and his pair of vertical pupils were staring at the front.

Five minutes later, Ah Kuan led a team of ordinary people to gather neatly inside the wall, and with him came the base chief Kong Fajing.

The team of psychics on the other side seemed a little loose, and there was no sense of urgency at all about being surrounded, but they were almost all there, and Kong Fajing even reorganized the team.

Kong Fajing followed them up the wall, turned around and looked at the two teams, and said sternly: "This is not playing house, nor is it an exercise. Put away your relaxed attitude. Last week, several bases in the neighboring city were surrounded and attacked, resulting in countless casualties. I hope you can learn from this. Since we are fully prepared, let's fight happily and win with honor. Don't joke with your own lives. Everyone, prepare for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Qingyang pursed his lips and said softly, "Here I come."

*

The fog outside the base was getting thicker. With the help of lights, everyone could only see a dark shadow ten meters away. It was getting closer and closer. A tall figure walked out of the thick fog. After taking a few steps, he stopped and looked up at the city wall.

The man smiled faintly, his voice clear in the tense atmosphere and quiet environment: "Long time no see, Number Nine."

Jiang Yuchen's body stiffened for a moment. He hadn't heard this name for a long time.

Hearing no response, he restrained his smile and stared straight at Jiang Yuchen: "What? Don't you recognize me? It's true that noble people tend to forget things... I have to say, you are very lucky, but from now on, your luck will be gone! The person next to you also looks familiar, the young researcher? He's still alive, why didn't you let me kill him? He is Mi..."

Before he could finish his words, a vine suddenly whipped towards him. He dodged sideways and looked up at Lian Qingyang with a serious expression. Lian Qingyang raised his hand and whipped it back: "Hasn't anyone told you that villains die from talking too much? Number Six?"

Number six Meng Fanyu dodged the attack with ease, his expression relaxed as if he was not the one being hit. He raised his hand over his shoulder, extended two fingers, gestured forward, and smiled maliciously: "I only know that catching a turtle in a jar is easy." Then he retreated and disappeared into the fog.

Before everyone could react, a large number of zombies walked out of the fog and slowly surrounded the city wall in an orderly manner.

"What's going on? Why are there so many zombies?"

"They are surrounding us, attack!"

"Oh my god, how come these guys are higher level than me? Do they evolve that fast?"

"What about the Earth Element? Reinforce the city walls!"

The psychics were a little confused at first, but they quickly adjusted themselves and started to attack. The zombies below took many attacks before they were completely killed. For a moment, the scene became extremely gorgeous.

*

Lian Qingyang and Jiang Yuchen ordered the other three to take Xiaojiu and jump into the darkness, chasing in the direction Meng Fanyu had left. Meng Fanyu hadn't gone far, and he put his hands in his pockets and watched them approach him with a leisurely expression.

Jiang Yuchen asked, "Why are you with zombies?"

Meng Fanyu raised an eyebrow. "Good question, because I'm a zombie too. If I don't stay with zombies, why should I stay with you?" Seeing Jiang Yuchen frown, he turned and glanced at Lian Qingyang. "Boy, it's my life's regret that I didn't beat you to death back then! Apart from Miss, you are the person who is least worthy of living in this world. But it's not too late now, I can make up for my regret."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fanyu raised his hand to launch an attack. He had awakened a powerful psychic ability and upgraded rapidly, becoming the zombie king who led one side. However, he had just launched a psychic attack on the two people in front of him, but it didn't work.

Thinking of this, he kept moving his hands, but failed to attack Lian Qingyang. Suddenly, a thunder ball came from the side. He turned around and dodged it. He ignored Jiang Yuchen and continued to attack Lian Qingyang. Several zombies appeared behind him and began to surround Jiang Yuchen and attack him.

Xiaojiu ran a few steps into the distance, raised his head and meowed loudly. Suddenly, his fur stood up and he rushed out, leaving behind a hole created by the fireball.

Hearing the constant screams coming from the base wall, Lian Qingyang decided to make a quick decision. He retreated a few steps, put his hands together, and kept some distance. Between his palms was a glowing pansy, the light becoming brighter and brighter, and it kept trembling as Meng Fanyu approached. Then the branch shot towards Meng Fanyu at a rapid speed, hitting him right in the middle of his eyebrows, leaving only seven-colored petals outside.

Meng Fanyu stood still, coughed lightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He still had that indifferent expression, but his eyes were staring straight at Lian Qingyang who was three steps away. He curled his lips and opened them slightly, silently uttered a few words, then fell backwards, and died with his eyes open.