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Chapter 577: Chapter 577

The driver shook his head.

"Well, I thought you surely have something to withstand an air raid."

Liu Zheng said disappointedly.

"What, didn’t the Red Ghost provide you with anything useful?"

"No, it said it has a simple fortification, but you need engineering or architectural skills to use it."

He shook his head and said.

"Ha, what do those barbarians know about engineering and architecture?"

"You mean the Colonel knows a lot then?"

"Of course, I am not only proficient in engineering and architecture, but also in mathematics, chemistry, physics, and every subject useful in warfare."

The driver said proudly.

"What about literature, philosophy, and history?"

"... If you want to get off, you can do it now."

The driver said expressionlessly.

"Ahaha, just pretend I didn’t ask. Since the Red Ghost couldn’t handle it, I thought you, Colonel, might have a way."

"Hmph, of course, in terms of air raids and anti-air raids, we are the most professional."

The driver straightened his back.

"I knew you were , Colonel."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.

"You don’t have to flatter me. The Red Ghost and I have been old rivals, we are well aware of each other’s strengths and weaknesses."

Even though he said that, the corner of the driver’s mouth lifted.

"As for the method, you should be able to guess."

Liu Zheng immediately provided the answer.

"That’s right. Tanks are mobile fortifications by themselves."

"Isn’t Hound out for maintenance?"

"Just a little scratch, it’s not like it can’t be expedited. But..."

The driver stretched his voice.

The Fisherman suddenly cursed.

"Hey, why are you cursing out of the blue?"

Liu Zheng asked discontentedly.

"Try it yourself, do you know how painful it is to be descended upon?"

The Fisherman glared at him.

"I don’t know, this kind of blessing is for big shots like you to enjoy, I can’t afford it."

The sewer is ruled by big bosses, the Fisherman is a middle-ranked boss, and Niu Ma is a small boss, they’re all bosses anyway.

As for the Supreme Councilman? That’s a giant boss.

"Hmph. Get lost already, I need to lie down for a while. Damn, I’ve known you for just a few days and suffered more than in the previous decades."

The Fisherman cursed and said.

"Why don’t you mention that you’ve done more in these few days than in those previous decades too?"

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Are you getting lost or not? If not, I’ll stab you with a fork."

The Fisherman’s right hand turned into a trident, staring at him menacingly.

He said aggressively.

Of course, he wouldn’t actually leave, but if Si Xue came, that might be a different story.

"By the way, where did Brother Sha go?"

Liu Zheng asked casually.

"He went for a walk, said he’s looking to see if he could find an estuary."

"He doesn’t plan to escape overseas, does he?"

"It’s possible. Expecting you to lift his wanted order, who knows how long that’ll take. Besides, he’s not someone who likes to trouble his friends."

The Fisherman replied.

"You two seem pretty acquainted."

He raised an eyebrow.

"With just the two of us living here, it’d be strange not to be familiar."

The Fisherman said speechlessly.

"Didn’t they say there are many people who couldn’t survive on the surface, so they fled to the sewers?"

"Anyone who’s stayed in the sewers long enough stops being human. Moreover, even if they retain consciousness, not just anyone has the right to interact with me."

The Fisherman said proudly.

"Yes, yes, who are you, an overlord of the sewer, a big shot in the Metropolis’s fishing industry."

Liu Zheng flattered effortlessly.

"So Brother Sha really can’t find the estuary?"

He asked with concern.

"If I can’t find it, it’ll be a ghost if he can. Even if he does find it, he probably can’t get out."

"Then how did that mermaid princess sneak in?"

"Don’t you understand ’easy to enter, hard to exit’? City Hall spends a lot of manpower and resources every year on external population migration. If someone comes voluntarily to enrich the Metropolis’s demographic structure, why wouldn’t they be happy?"

The Fisherman replied.

Liu Zheng recalled the black humanoid outside the Abyss, and the tentacle reaching out from the portal.

City Hall doesn’t seem to welcome all immigrants either.

He waved his tentacle and returned to the surface.

Liu Zheng walked back to the French Plane Tree and asked.

"Just felt someone was spying, but they were far away, so it’s uncertain if it’s those black-armored people."

"If they didn’t come closer, then we don’t need to bother with them. You guys keep an eye out, I’ll pick someone up from work and come back."

"Fisherman’s daughter."

Guo Koutangzi snorted, pretending he didn’t hear.

"You really know how to delegate, going off to date while leaving us to guard?"

Doctor Nile was somewhat displeased.

Ever since escaping from the Bloody Restaurant, he wasn’t disrespected anywhere he went, and he was quite notable in the streets. Even with deep friendship, this is pushing it, isn’t it?

"It’s not that, you misunderstood."

Liu Zheng recounted the matters involving the Fisherman and the bald monk.

"The Fisherman and I go way back, I can’t just watch him end his bloodline."

Even if the Sea Girl is female, such non-human species likely don’t favor males over females.

Even if the Fisherman is an old traditionalist, at worst, they could find a live-in son-in-law.

"In our eyes, the Immortal Species, you’re just passersby we briefly encounter on the road."

Doctor Nile chuckled.

"Ambition is not measured by age, friendship is not measured by time. We are life-and-death companions, brothers from different mothers and fathers."

Liu Zheng spoke with unwavering righteousness.

"Then your ranks must be confusing enough."

"No more idle chatter with you, I need to go."

He waved his tentacle and slipped away.

This bunch, being non-human, couldn’t speak like humans, who knows what they’d say about him if he stayed longer?

"I think when that tree wakes, it won’t be too fond of that buzzing lot around it."

Upon Liu Zheng getting into the car, the driver quipped.

"Being alive is good enough, it’s been extending roots into the sewer to scavenge food every day, does it have the right to complain about flymen?"

"Besides, it’s just a public asset, while those flymen are employees of City Hall."

Though it’s as temps.

"I feel like you’re talking about a matchmaking thing."

"You even know about matchmaking?"

"I only died for over a hundred years, not over a thousand. Besides, the older something is, the more it likes using traditional matchmaking."

"Seems right, they still want things to be well-matched."

"Let’s not rush, first take a look at this thing."

He pulled out a hand-crank air raid siren.

The driver took the siren, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Where did you get this?"

"The Red Ghost gave it to me."

"Ha, it even kept such things, what a nostalgic old thing?"

Though the driver said that, a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.

"This couldn’t have been yours, could it?"

"No, quite the opposite, it was used to defend against us.