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Chapter 322 - 294 Immortal

Chapter 322: Chapter 294 Immortal

The hardest nationality to obtain in the world is not of the United States, but rather of a certain Eastern country. Even before the killing field arrived, only seven hundred to a thousand green cards were issued per year. The number of people who actually became citizens was even fewer.

Only foreigners with high education, rich work experience, good health, law-abiding behavior, long-term residence, outstanding contributions, and special needs by the country could apply for and receive green cards after thorough screening and interviews, with a minuscule probability of success.

As a liquid metal robot of future civilization, Gray Rain is herself a "high-tech talent."

Although she is not a "talent with high-tech mastery,"

she is "a talent who is high-tech itself,"

which meets the basic conditions for applying for a green card.

As long as she makes an effort to complete her junior and senior high school degrees, it wouldn’t be difficult to obtain a green card and even citizenship, becoming a true chosen Chinese... maybe.

As a "spiritual Chinese," Gray Rain relentlessly bombarded Yang Hua with all sorts of bizarre questions, making the latter’s eyes roll in circles.

At this moment, if Li Cheng suggested using the [Extracting Brain Entropy] skill to directly extract memories, Yang Hua would likely agree without hesitation.

Crash crash crash——

The armored transport vehicle crushed gravel and climbed over ruins, arriving at the dilapidated building Yang Hua mentioned.

Li Cheng released a drone to patrol and monitor from high altitude, while he himself instructed the two in the car to disembark. Using the information integration glasses, he scanned and detected traces of human activity, which had been meticulously concealed, in the underground parking lot of the building.

Removing a rusty steel plate and descending the steps, they walked through a narrow corridor. Just as they opened the door to a room with civil defense engineering functions, a metal noose looped around Li Cheng’s right foot as he stepped forward.

The noose tightened suddenly, attempting to suspend him upside down.

At the same time, a finely sharpened metal spear silently extended and hovered near his neck.

"Don’t move!"

In the darkness, a muffled shout erupted. A small figure wearing a tattered cloak and a pig-nose gas mask gripped a spear in the left hand and a SIG Sauer P30 handgun in the right, pointing them at Li Cheng.

This must be the Otherworld native Yang Hua mentioned.

Li Cheng stood motionless at the door. The civil defense room had only faint lighting, but the information integration glasses bypassed the darkness, making the surroundings visible clearly.

Besides the Otherworld native girl, there were three others in the room: a black girl, a white girl, and Li Cheng’s cousin Xue Luomeng.

Their conditions were relatively good, though their spirits seemed fearful.

So lucky? Found them so quickly.

Li Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, calmed his mindset, raised his hands, and observed the Otherworld native with interest, giving a French military salute.

The native’s appearance was typical of a wasteland scavenger. Under the tattered cloak was a bulletproof vest and anti-stab armor. The SIG Sauer P30 in her hand had a suppressor, and she carried a shotgun on her back.

The seams between her gloves and sleeves were taped to prevent external gases, and her boots had sound-dampening rubber material to minimize the noise of her steps.

"Tina, don’t shoot! This gentleman is from our world, here to rescue us,"

Yang Hua hurriedly spoke in English, but the scavenger named Tina remained unmoved, still pointing the spear and handgun at Li Cheng, coldly saying, "Take off your headgear slowly."

"Hmm? Taking off the headgear for you is usually my line."

Li Cheng chuckled, "But, as you wish."

He slowly removed the hood of the hazmat suit and the gas mask.

In the faint light, everyone in the basement saw his face, instantly feeling as if they fell into an ice cave.

Li Cheng’s facial features started wriggling and shifting, his eyeballs roaming as if they had their own consciousness, suddenly widening.

Frightened, the scavenger instinctively retreated several steps, shaking her hand and pulling the trigger, firing a shot.

Swish——

Gray Rain lunged forward, grabbed something with a wave of her hand, and opened her palm, revealing a bullet lying quietly.

"Next time you point a gun at us, you’ll see your own brains,"

Gray Rain said coldly in an extremely imposing manner, flipping the bullet in her palm into her mouth, crunching it into pieces.

Uh... actually, she didn’t grasp the bullet like Fire Cloud Evil God; it was purely her constitution as a tough fighter that took the bullet head-on, pretending she caught it.

Gray Rain, proud of her display, continued coldly, "Don’t look at me now; back when I was in the Land Immortal Realm, my energy flow spanned a thousand one hundred miles, I could move mountains and fill seas with a wave of my hand, and the ground would shake with a stomp of my foot,

until I was besieged by ten thousand armored cavalry, forcing my disintegration and rebirth."

Thanks to the killing field’s inherent translation capability, everyone, including the Otherworld scavenger and Xue Luomeng and others from different countries of the real Earth, could understand Gray Rain’s words, collectively falling into a state of bewilderment.

Uh... if this immortal could move mountains and fill seas, shake the earth, why was she besieged by ten thousand soldiers from the cold weapon era? Shouldn’t she have been able to annihilate the entire mortal army in minutes? Isn’t your combat power too inconsistent?

Is the next step to say the Tang Sect’s hidden weapon can assassinate the Divine King?

Of course, these thoughts could only be suppressed inside, not dared to be asked directly to these two mentally unstable "saviors."

"Just kidding,"

Li Cheng slapped his forehead, ended the [Assembly Puppet] special effect, restoring his facial features one by one. To avoid recognition by Xue Luomeng, he deliberately used worm genes to alter his appearance.

"I’m from the United Nations, here to rescue you from this world. You can call me..."

Li Cheng paused, lacking skill in creating names, unable to think of a suitable code name on the spot, "Just call me [Mr. Shi from the stone room, a poet with a fondness for lions, determined to eat ten lions. Mr. Shi occasionally goes to the market to see lions. At ten o’clock, exactly ten lions arrive at the market...]"

Who can remember such a long name!

Probably noticing the crestfallen expressions of Xue Luomeng and the others, Li Cheng kindly said, "Just call me Mr. Shi, follow me to a safer location."

With that, he paused and looked at the scavenger girl Tina, "Including you."

The information integration glasses indicated that Tina was now fourteen years old. The disaster struck when she was ten; over four years, she survived the apocalypse with her parents, presumably gaining substantial wasteland intelligence. Naturally, she should be brought along.

"No need, they belong to your world, unrelated to me. I’m leaving,"

Tina gripped the suppressed handgun, eyes hidden behind the pig-nose respirator darting around, seeking escape routes.

Without wasting words, Li Cheng took out a flag gun and shot into the steel-reinforced concrete floor with a "thud," demonstrating force.

Pressed by the situation, Tina obediently put away the handgun, "I’m willing to cooperate."

"Those who adapt to circumstances are wise,"

Gray Rain nodded approvingly, "As long as you cooperate with us, you’ll have plenty of gold tickets."