It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

"Okay, go ahead and read it. I'll go get the kid first, and then we'll go for a spin."

"Well, let's do it quickly."

After receiving the poet's reply, Bai Lin stepped on the ground, and all the engines distributed from his legs to his waist simultaneously erupted with brilliant pink flames. Then, Bai Lin's figure rushed out in an instant and began to fly above the road.

The chaotic lights of the city, the glances of passersby, everything passed by Bai Lin like a fleeting moment. She quickly caught up with Xiao Nuo, who was still running ahead of her. With a speed that even Xiao Nuo couldn't react, she lifted him up from the ground with one hand and clamped him tightly.

"Stop messing around. If you want to race, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. This one won't make you miss out!"

Bai Lin laughed and said this to Xiao Nuo who was struggling.

Chapter 891 Calling it a Day

When Xiao Nuo heard Bai Lin's voice, she realized that she was not suddenly attacked by something, and her hand that was about to hit it hard loosened its strength. She raised her head and saw Bai Lin's glowing mechanical eyepiece, and protested dissatisfiedly,

"How soon?"

"After retirement, how long can it take? By then you will have grown up. I can't say you will be able to win, but at least you will not lose so badly."

Bai Lin replied, while Xiao Nuo snorted in disdain.

"If you cheat today, who knows what tricks you'll come up with in the future."

"Don't think too much. I can run faster than this flying."

"boast."

Bai Lin was too lazy to refute the other party, she just stretched out her other hand, she pointed at the city that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller as she climbed higher,

"It won't be so dazzling now, will it? Even you should be used to it by now. So, pretty, right?"

As they went further away, the night scene of the city became visible. Under Bai Lin's high speed, the bustling world was like a carefully rehearsed fireworks show, presented in front of everyone with a perfect layout. Xiao Nuo replied disdainfully,

"You said yourself that we're not here for sightseeing, so now you're here to point out the scenery?"

"Anyway, you can only sit here and watch the scenery while I hold you in my arms. It's up to you whether you want to watch or not."

Bai Lin said, "I'm saying this just to cheer you up. It's up to you whether you appreciate it or not." Xiao Nuo shook her head and rolled her eyes at him. However, she remained obedient, enjoying this moment of peace.

Before long, the vast city was left behind them. Although crossing the street in a high-profile manner, Bai Lin seemed to have heard bursts of sirens coming from behind him, but before the other party could send personnel to block and intercept, Bai Lin had already flown far away, leaving only an arrogant figure behind.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky. Bai Lin turned around twice and said to Xiao Nuo,

"Wow, it seems like today isn't a good day for a drive. That's about it, then."

"Why tell me that? I'm not looking forward to it anyway."

It was one of the few opportunities to get out of the forest, but Xiao Nuo acted as if she didn't care. Her expression couldn't be seen through the mask, but Bai Lin understood very well, spreading his hands and replied,

"Okay, then don't look forward to it, let's call it a day."

Bai Lin's flight wasn't exactly a casual stroll. Using her mech's built-in biological search function, she saw quite a bit. This city, just as Bai Lin had imagined, was all show and no substance. In just this casual flight, she caught glimpses of those nearing the end of their lives, as well as those in the process of being killed. Not to mention those who were exhausted or in poor health, only a handful of people met normal health standards: those sitting in the high-rise buildings.

Since the poet did not give any instructions, Bai Lin just watched and did nothing. The greatest struggle of the body and mind was the long sigh. And the poet's voice also sounded slowly,

"It's really hard for you to intervene in a battle. If you don't plan your route in the city center, accidents can easily happen, leading to a direct exchange of fire with the authorities. But if you're in a remote area, you can stop and give them some food if you want. The food you carry with you is sufficient for most humanoids in this city, and you can also give away the spare bio-batteries you have tucked away in your back."

"But we won't reimburse you for these expenses."

"Know it."

Bai Lin casually replied that she didn't actually have a strong desire to help these strangers, but rather just felt a sense of regret. Even though everyone was born miserable, their lives shouldn't be lost so easily because of these experiences. She wasn't some kind of creator god, and she couldn't reach out to everyone.

But since you have the energy to spare, what's the harm in giving others a hand when it's your turn?

"The rain is getting heavier. At least hold an umbrella for others."

Feeling the raindrops dripping onto the machine, Bai Lin muttered to herself before rushing to a corner with Xiao Nuo. The steel body crashed to the ground, shattering the road. Before her was a glowing electronic bus sign, without a awning. And a woman standing next to the sign.

The cold rain lashed at his hair, ruffling it and leaving strands of it tangled and tangled around his face and around his body. It also soaked his sandy yellow coat and the off-white sweater that covered his skin.

The woman's cheeks looked extremely pale, as if due to the weather, and looked unhealthy, but still as smooth as jade. There was a hint of surprise on her small face, as if Bai Lin's shocking landing had attracted her attention.

Her deep black eyes held a trace of innocence and purity. Though clearly not childlike in appearance, they exuded a refreshing, yet subtly simmering, aroma like white tea.

Perhaps this was the legendary, fragile woman that men wanted to protect. Before Bai Lin arrived, she hadn't expected to encounter such a beautiful woman, let alone one so remarkably human-looking. She'd expected to encounter a beast-brained man like the tavern owner, someone she'd casually lend a hand to and leave.

Of course, Bai Lin wouldn't be too upset by the man's appearance. She was more concerned about the fact that the life force emanating from him was so weak, as weak as a candle in the wind, yet he was still standing there.

This normal standing posture made Bai Lin a little confused. Looking at the other person's eyes, she felt that she shouldn't be so reckless. At the moment, she thought she should try to communicate verbally first, but just as she was about to speak, the other person suddenly fell towards her.

"Hey, how are you, hey?"

-

When she opened her eyes again, she was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. It flickered with a psychedelic light, yet also gave her a sense of emptiness. The woman rubbed her eyes and sat up, only to discover that her back was connected to several iron pipes, preventing her from moving freely.

The clothes on her body had been changed by someone else, and there were other people in the surrounding environment. Bai Lin, who was standing by, was immediately shocked and said,

"Are you awake? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Theoretically speaking, when a girl suddenly loses consciousness and then appears in an unfamiliar place, she should feel terrified and confused.

Chapter 892 The Surprise is

But the girl who appeared before her, Bai Lin, seemed to make her feel at ease instinctively, and she did not feel hostile. This was really a strange feeling. So, the girl shook her head and replied,

"Yeah, nothing serious. Did I... faint?"

"Yes, that's right. Before we found you, your vital signs were extremely weak, and your energy was almost exhausted. It seems that you don't know exactly what happened. So, do you still remember anything about yourself? For example, your name, your home address, etc.? This way we can arrange the follow-up matters."

The poet sitting next to Bai Lin said this. In front of outsiders, she still wore her mask. Bai Lin leaned close to the poet's ear and asked,

"You can't just let her go like this, boss? She saw my face."

"Who told you to choose this method to make her feel more at ease? It doesn't matter. You don't show your face at work anyway."

The discussion between the two people in front of her confused the black-haired girl, and she had to try hard to recall who she was. So, after a brief thought, she replied,

"My name is Tang Qianhua. I'm a company employee working in the public relations department. I live on the edge of the Qinghua area. I don't need to go into more detail, right?"

"Oh? You've remembered a lot, haven't you? That's great, it'll be much more convenient. So, poet, can you arrange for them to be sent away?"

Bai Lin smiled warmly when he heard what the other party said and replied. But the poet shook her head, folded her hands, and said to Bai Lin,

"Holy Son, you may not understand that the so-called public relations personnel in this city are completely different from what you understand and are familiar with. In this city where the composition of the masses is so chaotic that even the urban order is in a state of minor disorder, the public relations personnel have only one goal: to control public opinion."

"Because the goal has become more pure and the situation is extremely complex, the methods are naturally much more drastic. The staff are generally fine, but those in higher positions like supervisors generally have their own intelligence networks and even dedicated mercenaries to assist them. Furthermore, the PR staff are all very capable, especially the company's PR staff. They are all victors in the internal war, and each one of them is more capable than you can imagine."

At this point, the poet's tone remained calm. Although she exaggerated the events, to her, everything seemed calm. She continued to say to Bai Lin,

"On the surface, she does look innocent and lovely, but in reality, she poses a very high threat. Whether or not she can see your face is a small matter; her very existence is the greater threat. So we can't let her go easily. You should be aware of this yourself, right, Miss Tang Qianhua?"

Qianhua didn't rush to deny it, she just lowered her head silently. Bai Lin, on the other hand, was scratching her head. She listened to the poet talk about how dangerous women were, but there was always an inexplicable strange feeling lingering in her mind, and she didn't know how to express it.

Before Bai Lin could finish his words, the poet quickly continued to speak to Bai Lin,

"However, the fact that she's been so forthcoming about her identity suggests she's trustworthy. After all, if you want to be a spy, you wouldn't tell anyone you're a spy, right? Don't assume we're keeping her here to keep her under house arrest. In fact, even she herself isn't aware of the crisis she was in before coming here. While there's no sign of an external attack, she was likely persecuted while connecting to the intranet."

"She herself has no idea who is persecuting her, or even the specific circumstances. Under these circumstances, keeping her with us is actually a form of protection for her. So, rest assured, let her stay here for a while."

Having said this, Bai Lin's expression was calm. She nodded as if she understood everything, and then spoke to Qianhua.

"Then Miss Qianhua, I'll have to bear with you and let you stay with us for a while. We'll do another round of physical examinations. If there are no problems, I'll take you to arrange accommodation. Do you have any objections? If you do, feel free to raise them."

Bai Lin's words were relatively polite, and Tang Qianhua also shook her head. She seemed to know the situation very well. She just shook her head and replied,

"No problem. Now that things have come to this, I've probably been missing for quite some time. Requesting leave from the company again will only expose your situation. It's meaningless."

"Well, it seems like what the boss said, you are quite smart. Come on, relax, we don't mean any harm to you, just lie down."

Hearing Bai Lin's instructions, Qian Hua nodded and lay down. The instrument quickly covered her whole body, blocking her sight and hearing. At this time, Bai Lin looked at the poet and asked,

"Why do you have to keep her? Can't you even tell me?"

"surprise."

The poet uttered these two words mysteriously, which seemed to be another harmless concealment. Bai Lin was speechless again. She replied,

"The same surprise as the Dark Knight? I'm not trying to discourage you, boss. I know you care about me, but I don't need this level of humor. Can I just give you the spoiler?"

"No."

The poet refused outright. She also had her own persistence. It seemed that letting Bai Lin experience this journey was also part of her consideration. Bai Lin just smiled and did not ask any more questions. She stood up, walked out of the house, and then replied,

"Then I'll leave this to you. I'll get back to work. The Dark Knights are all familiar with backend operations anyway, so there won't be any problems."

"Well, please."

After receiving the reply, Bai Lin rushed out. She turned into a small dressing room and changed into a more modern outfit, but the excessive color design made her look less outstanding. Such clothes were actually a less noticeable trend in the city.

Then, she put her hands in her pockets, adjusted her exaggerated sunglasses, and stood in the toilet, chuckled, and said,

"start!"

Regarding the poet's plan, Bai Lin and the Dark Knights were very clear about what needed to be done. This was also the former's usual style, and he would explain clearly what was to be done.

Chapter 893 Making Moves

First, Bai Lin needed to promote his identity as "Donut Warrior" without revealing himself as the Donut Warrior. He wanted the name to become a permanent symbol within the city, a continuation of history and a spiritual symbol.

Secondly, Bai Lin needed to make a big enough noise while ensuring he could escape unscathed. This noise also had to gain public support, ensuring the extent of the damage was within a certain range.

After all, it was those at the top they needed to overthrow. A few days ago, before they even set out, the poet had already slapped a report in front of everyone and said, "97% of the population carries 273% of the negative assets, while 3% controls the remaining wealth. This situation has only intensified over the past few decades, and it didn't take long for the city to go from normal to where it is today."

Even if the poet spoke in a calm tone, such words were enough to make Bai Lin feel breathless and shocked. So although forcibly overthrowing the order would have many negative consequences, their goal remained clear - it was simply too outrageous.

This is a bit off topic. In reality, Bai Lin was actually doing what she excelled at. Through the poet's online channels, the Dark Knights were able to gather public commissions. These included crowdfunding to hire Bai Lin for certain tasks, as well as private commissions.

For the public, unconditional payment would only arouse suspicion, while asking for a small amount of money would not seem strange in this city. There are people here who will do anything for money.

Of course, Bai Lin also needed funds for activities, especially for the maintenance of the armor. In short, this layout was made after careful consideration.

The Dark Knights, on the other hand, were tasked with carrying out missions based on information personally gathered by the poet through various channels. They were taking advantage of Bai Lin's chaotic situation to fish in troubled waters. They were conducting a focused decapitation operation, with multiple parties simultaneously attacking the same target. A group like theirs, with its long-standing collective operations, was better suited to such a task than Bai Lin.

In general, it basically specializes in government, covering everything related to technology, intelligence, sabotage, and so on. In comparison, Bai Lin's situation is not so complicated, and she is also happy to do this kind of thing as long as she works hard.

While gathering her thoughts, Bai Lin quickly reached her destination and exited from the restroom roof. This time, she emerged into the basement garage of a tavern. Following her pre-planned route, she skillfully pushed open the nearby fire exit, walked through the rain-soaked alley, and emerged onto the bustling street.

"The latest and coolest! The Cantonese fragments of the Explosive Potato Chips are now available. Like fragments, they will be imprinted deep in your mind, leaving you with an endless aftertaste of the extraordinary experience that will fill your entire brain! Now on sale--"

The bus waiting area, dripping with raindrops, was far from peaceful. The awning blocked the raindrops, but the advertisements were even more annoying than the rain. Bai Lin, dressed in a cool outfit, put his hands in his pockets, remained noncommittal, and with a disdainful laugh, walked out into the rain.

"Three years ago, we could still eat normal potato chips. In the past three years, we have tried many methods. We paid companies to produce them, and even tried to build an industrial chain ourselves, but...sigh."

"Now, we know that it is a luxury to eat it again. So we just want revenge. Let's burn down their factory and give you the money."

This was a commission from some potato chip lovers. Bai Lin could feel obvious anger from the video messages they sent.

The city's pacifiers are constantly evolving, constantly upgrading and changing, targeting the mainstream masses, in an effort to keep them engaged and entangled through various means. Consequently, some forms of pleasure have been forcibly banned by the government, such as potato chips, a beloved snack.

Three years ago, the potato chip ingredient standards were changed, requiring the inclusion of highly addictive ingredients, gradually increasing prices, and increasing dosages. Constantly updating ingredient lists and balancing consumer dependence is no easy feat. The official goal isn't to make more money, but simply to burden people with even greater debt.

Taking away everything people had, not even allowing them to eat a normal potato chip. No wonder there were such people who took out their life savings just to let Bai Lin cause trouble.

Bai Lin understood their feelings perfectly. As she walked through several streets on a rainy night, hands in her pockets, she stood in front of a factory as tall as a palace. She smiled. That smile, bright yet slightly eerie, made the guards at the factory gate feel a touch of unease and surprise.

The cyborg in power armor walked up to Bai Lin and asked forcefully,

"Hey, what are you laughing at? You're high, right? You little thugs out there, don't come here. Get the hell out of here, or I'll beat you up!"

"I'm laughing...laughing. Do you think these bastards can break our love for potato chips? Do you think they can control us?"

Taking money and doing things for others. If you accept this kind of order, you must let the other party know what kind of trouble they have gotten into and whose anger is going to burn them all.

Bai Lin roared like thunder, his face full of rage, even his sunglasses couldn't hide it, and he stunned all the security personnel, some of whom even took a few steps back. But the machines nearby would not make such a mistake, they immediately turned their machine guns and aimed them at Bai Lin.

"Monitoring abnormal mental state, begin alert..."

But soon, the mechanical hubs were pulled out along with the wires. Bai Lin grasped the two machines as if they were two heads with cervical vertebrae still attached. No one saw her movements clearly, and the guns didn't even have a chance to fire a shot. She clenched her fists, crushed them completely, and then tossed them away with a casual flick, throwing the mass of electronic waste away.

And all of this was just an appetizer. The woman named Bailingesh Leviathan would, in fact, roll through the night like a tank.

Suddenly, explosions erupted. There were cries of pain, but the blasts drowned them out. The door was reduced to scrap by her hands, and the thick wall was blasted open by her fist.

Chapter 894 Humanoid Weapons

After she delivered her first punch, she seemed unsatisfied with her previous one. She took a breath and delivered another. The massive company, resembling a palace of steel, was instantly reduced to mere wreckage. The scale of the company, which could not even be compared to dozens of residential buildings combined, was shredded like paper.

Bai Lin, the one who caused all this, appeared completely relaxed, not even a speck of dust on her body, her dazzling sunglasses still gleaming. Then, with her hands in her pockets, she instantly vanished from her original position, arriving at her next destination.

"Be careful! The enemy may be equipped with a Cheston acceleration device, and its destructive power is extremely strong. They must be using extremely high-strength modified weapons, with a modification rate of at least 80%. What kind of force has the boss provoked? What kind of creature has he sent? Before the reinforcements arrive, we have a tough battle to fight. No, this can be said to be a battle that is completely unprepared!"

"Damn it, why are you still fighting when you're so powerful? Run for your life!"

A guard immediately responded like this. He seemed to be quite clear-headed, knowing full well that he only earned so little money a month. What was the point of risking his life? The people around him seemed to be suddenly awakened by his words, but they still replied hesitantly.

"Is this okay? We are security guards..."