Dongou Port is a small city, and there are not many residents in the form of ghosts.
Of course, there is no dedicated "ghost repair service station".
However, the owner of the largest local magic weapon shop happens to be a ghost cultivator.
After chatting with the boss, Li Yao found out that he was originally a magic weapon repairman on a large fishing boat.
Once when he was out fishing, he encountered a big tsunami.
The fishing boat capsized and everyone on the boat fell into the water and died.
Only when he was dying, he was struck by a bolt of lightning.
For some reason, his body sank into the sea, but a residual soul condensed and drifted on the sea for several days before being scanned by the rescue team.
After transforming into a ghost cultivator, he was afraid of the wind and waves on the sea and never wanted to go to sea again.
He simply used the insurance money to open a magic weapon shop in a fishing port.
Because the boss is a ghost cultivator, and when some ghost cultivators visit Dongou Port, they occasionally slip and fall into the water, and their spiritual weapon prostheses get water and are corroded and damaged.
Therefore, this magic weapon shop also functions as a half "ghost cultivator service point".
There are many spare parts for spiritual machine prosthetics in the warehouse, and even a relatively complete second-hand spiritual machine prosthetic for those who need it.
Temporarily used by ghost cultivators who need it.
Li Yao was very satisfied with this nearly two-meter-tall spiritual machine prosthetic and spent money to buy it, along with a large number of magic weapon units and components.
"Li Yao!"
When checking out, he suddenly heard his name.
Li Yao's pupils shrank suddenly and then relaxed.
He did not sense the presence of the Secret Sword Master, but he sensed several six- or seven-year-old children playing and playing at the door of the magic weapon store.
Magic weapon stores often have cardboard boxes for packaging magic weapon units.
Some cardboard boxes are printed with majestic and handsome crystal armor or flying sword patterns, which are colorful and beautiful. and.
The boss of the ghost cultivator, who seems to have a tough face and a ferocious face, is actually a kind-hearted person.
From time to time, some scrapped magic weapon components are used to assemble weird little toys for children.
This magic weapon shop.
It became a stronghold for all the children in the small fishing port.
A chubby boy with freckles and curly hair was wearing several large and small cardboard boxes, pretending to be crystal armor.
He was playing with his companions with a flying sword made of wood: "Come on. , you stinky monster, I am Li Yao, I am not afraid of you!"
The companion sniffed.
Shoot him with a toy gun: "You are not Li Yao, Li Yao is dead, you are a monster, a big fat monster!"
Little Fatty's face turned red: "I, I'm not dead.
The Federation is in danger.
I'm back again.
I'm coming back to beat you, this thin bamboo pole monster!
Look at the power of my mysterious bone armor!
Bang bang bang bang!"
Several children rolled into a ball and instantly turned into a few little mud monkeys, scrambling for the first place: "I am Li Yao!"
"I am Li Yao!"
"I am Li Yao!"
Li Yao leaned against the door.
He stared blankly, the corners of his mouth rising involuntarily.
His mood suddenly improved.
Since returning to Tianyuan world.
In fact, he has always been a little depressed in his heart, and even a little aggrieved.
Obviously, I have been through life and death in the blood demon world, and I was chased and chopped by dozens of demon kings.
How much effort did it take to destroy the blood demon's eye!
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Even if he didn’t think about how he would be so prosperous when he returned home, what a big deal it was to be hunted down first by the Federation Army and then by the Secret Sword Bureau as soon as he came back!
Intellectually, Li Yao knew that it was the "Son of Netherworld" and "Abyss" that were causing trouble.
It has deceived the vast majority of ordinary people, federal soldiers, secret sword users and cultivators.
But emotionally...
Uncomfortable, wronged.
He even gets angry, and all kinds of negative emotions breed crazily.
But it's perfectly normal.
Li Yao vaguely sensed that in just a few days, the strength of the bloody inner demon had almost doubled.
This shows that the dark side in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.
Until this moment, when he heard his name coming out of the mouths of these innocent children, somehow, the dark clouds in Li Yao's heart suddenly split apart, golden sunshine bloomed, and he gained a new kind of power!
"Super federal hero..."
It sounds super gross and embarrassing.
With such a big hat on his head, he was really blushing and his head was as big as a bucket.
Li Yao never wanted to be a hero.
Until this moment, he has never regarded himself as a true "super-federal hero".
In his opinion, this title should only belong to those serious, solemn photos and statues in textbooks.
He was neither qualified nor wanted to be ranked with these heroes. but…… Under the slanting wind and drizzle, golden scales shimmered on the sea at dusk.
In the quiet and peaceful small fishing port, the children's laughter was like strings of silver bells reaching up to the sky.
Occasionally, parents' loud scoldings were heard, and they were tugging on their ears and pulling muddy mud.
Houerti went home for dinner.
It was a beautiful scroll, so beautiful that Li Yao couldn't bear to imagine how it would be destroyed by war and viruses.
He doesn't want to be a hero.
Being a hero is tiring, annoying, stupid, and sometimes even aggrieved.
However, if even five or six-year-old children regard him as a hero, how can he bear to let them down or even watch them die?
"Don't worry!"
Seeing the children jumping and disappearing at the end of the alley, Li Yao clenched his fists and said silently in his heart, "No matter who is behind this, I will definitely find them all!"
"I will not let a meaningless war come to you."
"Absolutely not!"
He spent this night in an abandoned fishing boat on the beach of Dongou Port.
This place is more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital, and the Secret Sword Bureau's search has not expanded to this place.
It was calm all night, and no one found this abandoned fishing boat.
By two o'clock in the morning, he had assembled the magic weapon for use in Tiandu City.
The main ones are a pair of spiritual mechanical prosthetics specially designed for ghost cultivators that have been greatly modified, with the appearance unchanged, but the inside is completely different, and a very powerful spotlight.
This spotlight can emit seven-color mysterious light and shoot the eight words "I am Li Yao, I am still alive!"
to an altitude of a thousand meters.
Each word is tens of meters square and can be clearly seen on the ground.
Chu.
Just in the center of the capital.
In front of the Speaker, Commander-in-Chief, the Director of Intelligence, hundreds of bosses, thousands of media outlets, and tens of billions of federal people, print these eight words in the sky, preferably on the belly of the "Liaoyuan".
That’s all right!
"Son of Netherworld" and "Abyss" could only stare at each other, how else could they stop him?
Beat him up in public?
People across the country don’t agree either!
Three o'clock in the morning.
Li Yao passed through the seabed and sneaked into the fishery processing ship of the local sect "White Sea Sect" in Dongou Port.
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The Baihai Sect is a small family with few cultivators in the whole sect.
This kind of routine fishery processing does not require many cultivators to look after it.
After all, who would think of a few fish and a few conchs?
The people working on the processing ship are all ordinary people, and there is only one non-combat cultivator who is responsible for operating and repairing various magic weapons on the ship.
The vigilance is not high, or in other words, there is no vigilance at all.
This processing ship will not only operate offshore every day, but also a large number of fish catches from small fishing boats will be transported here at three or four in the morning.
There is a large freezing warehouse inside the processing ship, which is processed through a specially prepared The ice-condensing liquid can completely freeze seawater in half a second, while ensuring the integrity of the seafood cells inside.
Keep the meat in its freshest state.
The seafood is carefully selected by the workers and graded, and then frozen into large square ice cubes using ice-condensing liquid.
Stored in special refrigerated containers.
The ice-condensing liquid itself is dark blue.
After freezing, it turns into a deep blue.
The visibility is very low, and it is impossible to see the situation in the depths.
Different containers are sent to different hotels and seafood markets in different cities.
Among them, the highest-grade batch of seafood is flown directly to the Junhao Hotel in Tiandu City using a special fast crystal airship.
The thawing operation is carried out in the warehouse of the hotel.
Li Yao knew that the Junhao Hotel was a property owned by the well-known sect in the federation, the "Emperor Sect".
Dijunmen is very powerful in the metropolitan area, and this kind of seafood container competes against time.
Generally, they are exempted from inspection.
Even if they are inspected, they will definitely open the container and take a few glances before giving up.
At 4:09 in the morning, Li Yao was ready in the power cabin of the processing ship.
At 4:21 a.m., a small fire broke out in the power cabin.
After handing over the work to his assistant, the only cultivator on the ship muttered and got out of the power cabin.
This was a very common overload accident caused by the aging of the psychic circuit.
But unfortunately, the most important stable units were burned out, making repairs very troublesome.
Next, is the most important freezing time.
If not handled in time, hundreds of tons of fish may rot.
The cultivator had no choice but to squat in the power cabin and start repairing it, which lasted more than half an hour.
During this period of time, the freezer was filled with ordinary fishermen who were yawning endlessly, and not a single cultivator existed.
After an hour, the cultivator finally solved the problem and returned to the freezer, sweating profusely.
At this time, several containers of seafood have been frozen.
Among them, including the seafood containers delivered to Tiandu Center and Junhao Hotel.
At 6:33 in the morning, the container was loaded with a crystal floating boat.
The "Emperor Gate" logo on the boat was shining brightly in the morning sun.
The aerostat flew toward the capital.
At 7:25 in the morning, the search in Qingyuan City finally yielded new results.
The abandoned shuttle car stolen by Li Yao in an old community was found.
Various surveillance images of him driving away from Qingyuan City Then it surfaced.
However, when the surveillance footage tracked to the outskirts of Qingyuan City, all clues were cut off again.
The shuttle disappeared like ice cubes melting in water.
At 8:55 in the morning, the alert on the outskirts of Tiandu City was raised again.
A total of nine layers of warning lines have been set up.
All pedestrians, shuttle buses, short-distance buses, crystal rail trains and civil aviation transport ships entering Tiandu City are subject to the strictest inspection!
The problem is that the Secret Sword users who make up the Secret Sword Bureau are also flesh and blood, not omnipotent gods.
The resources that the Secret Sword Bureau can mobilize are not unlimited.
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When they put all their efforts into the inspection and search on this side, they naturally couldn't care about the cargo aerostat coming from a small place like "Donggou Port".
At 9:45 in the morning, two Secret Sword users boarded the aeroboat.
They were very close to victory.
However, after scanning every gap on the aerospace boat with mysterious light to make sure there was no suspicious person, they took another look at the Emperor's Gate sign, touched their noses, and let victory slip through their fingers.
At ten o'clock in the morning, above the Sovereign Hotel in the city center, the airship slowly landed.
There is one day left until the "100th Day Commemoration Ceremony".
It is zero kilometers away from Tiandu City.
Li Yao, the vulture, sneaked into the capital.