After being caught in the net, Zhuifeng's first reaction was that he was doomed, because there was no way that there could be friendly troops in this place at that time. His only hope was that the person who took action was a bored fisherman who ran dozens of miles to cast a net in a place where it was almost impossible to catch fish.
Thinking of the fishing net, Zhuifeng curled up his body a little, otherwise he would be killed by the hook, which would be very unfair.
The fishing net shrank little by little, and Zhuifeng was dragged towards the shore while holding his breath. At this time, he discovered that there were no hooks on the fishing net!
In this case, this person either came here on purpose to save him, or else... Zhuifeng couldn't think of any other reason why someone would come here to cast a net.
"Hey, use some of your strength. I'm out of strength." A weak voice came from the shore into Zhuifeng's ears.
It’s a teammate!
With a thought in mind, Zhuifeng took his last breath and thrust one hand directly into the mud by the river. He had to be thankful that his Eagle Claw skills were not practiced in vain. With his internal energy exhausted, only external skills like this could play a greater role.
"Ugh! Ah!" Zhuifeng yelled angrily, and used the force of the fishing net to push himself to the shore.
After he got ashore, the force on the fishing net loosened.
After saving his life, Zhuifeng turned over and lay on the shore like a salted fish, tilting his head to look at the person who was also sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.
The man had short white hair and was wearing completely strange clothes that he had never seen before. But what was even stranger was that his appearance and his hair color didn't match at all. His face clearly looked like a man in his thirties.
Shi Yao looked at Zhuifeng's pale skin and gradually flushed face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the ancient Kung Fu was really magical. He didn't know why this kind of Kung Fu could no longer be practiced in later generations.
"Hey, you are Zhuifeng, one of the Four Great Detectives," Shi Yao asked.
"It's me. May I ask your name and how you knew that I would fall into the water and drift here?" Zhuifeng recovered some strength and broke free from the fishing net on his body.
"Who? I said I am an employee of the Time Management Bureau, do you believe it?" Shi Yao sighed.
"Time Management Bureau?" Zhuifeng frowned and wondered in his mind what this meant.
"Don't think about it. We are not from the same era. I am your descendant born a thousand years later, that is, in 2468." Shi Yao waved his hand and said.
"A thousand years later?! May I ask if there is any evidence?" Zhuifeng asked immediately. Before today, he would never believe such words. However, Gan Ning had seen him, so it was not impossible for him to see someone more than a thousand years later.
Shi Yao raised his hand and took the fishing net into his hand. "There is no evidence. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Anyway, the Time Management Bureau has been destroyed."
"Destruction?! Who did it?" Zhuifeng asked, and at the same time he called upon the internal energy that had just recovered to repair his body. He had to make sure that he could avoid the opponent's fishing net when a conflict broke out later. After all, it was really impossible to only be able to retract but not release.
"It would be nice if I knew who it was." Shi Yao was silent for a moment, then he looked Zhuifeng up and down, "Hey, let me ask you something. Why are you the only exception?"
"Ah?" Zhuifeng asked with a question mark.
Shi Yao took out a tablet and said, "Since the destruction of the Space-Time Administration, this thing can only be used to play Mount & Blade III. However, I found your record on the record panel yesterday, so I came all the way to save you."
"Sorry, I still don't understand." Zhuifeng shook his head, feeling that there was an extremely exaggerated generation gap between himself and the person in front of him.
"Well, let me simply tell you that the Time Administration is an organization that maintains the stability of the timeline. We have to eliminate things that are not part of history, and try to bring things that have changed back on track. This is our job. But twenty years ago, in 2448, the Time Administration discovered that the timeline had a large fluctuation, but they couldn't find any signs."
"So we chose the dumbest method, manual inspection. From 2448 onwards, we sent a staff member to check every 20 years. After confirming that there was no problem, we repeated the process until we found the key problem. But since I came to this era, the signal from the Space Administration has been getting worse and worse. At the beginning, it was able to coordinate the overall situation, but later it couldn't even play online games."
"Three months ago, the Time and Space Administration sent the last message, saying that the future world would be destroyed and the Time and Space Administration would no longer exist. I had been planning to spend the rest of my life here, but yesterday a message suddenly popped up on my terminal asking me to actively interfere with your death process, so I came here with my equipment to save you. That's about it."
Shi Yao opened the tablet and turned to Zhuifeng and said.
"Wait... your equipment is just a fishing net? Isn't this too simple?" Zhuifeng said with a bit of a complaint. After all, an organization whose mission is to maintain the stability of the timeline would not have such poor equipment.
"Ahem, well, the energy in this world, including solar energy and tidal energy, needs to go through multiple processes before it can be processed into something we can use. I didn't bring much energy with me when I came here, and I had no support and I played games every day... Hey, focus on the key points! Why bother with these messes?"
Shi Yao was a little annoyed. He had to admit that the rapid depletion of energy was related to his excessive use. After all, some games that simulated reality consumed a lot of energy. However, in this strange ancient era, with no hope of going back, what else could he do if not play games
"Oh, okay." Zhuifeng nodded, then thought for a long time about what happened to him yesterday, but he didn't find anything special. "Sorry, I don't know how that message appeared..."
Hearing this, Shi Yao leaned back as if his hopes were dashed, "How could this be? I was hoping that the Time Management Bureau would be rebuilt. Yes, if it was rebuilt, how could there be only this piece of news..."
For this tiny hope, Shi Yao even put on the clothes he wore when he came here. He had originally intended to hang them up as a souvenir.
Seeing Shi Yao's dejected look, Zhuifeng felt a little reluctant, so he stepped forward and looked down at him, "Brother, I'm going back to Guangyang Prefecture, why don't you come with me? Maybe there will be some information you need there?"
"Going back to Guangyang Prefecture?" Shi Yao rolled his eyes. He came from there.
Wait... Shi Yao looked at Zhuifeng again. His body was covered with various knife wounds, as if he had just been through a bloody battle.
"Why did you come here? To swim?" Shi Yao asked.
Zhuifeng hesitated for a moment, but then he thought, if this man was a rebel, he would have died long ago, but if not, there was no harm in speaking out.
"No, I came here to inquire about the rebels' situation, but the progress was not smooth, so I had to jump off the cliff to escape."
"Rebels? In Qixia Mountain?" Shi Yao recalled for a while, and two more white hairs appeared on his head. "No, that's not right. In history, there shouldn't be any rebels in Qixia Mountain that could keep you here."
Looking at Shi Yao who was lost in thought, Zhuifeng pushed him and said, "Brother? Brother?"
"Okay, let's go back to Guangyang Prefecture now, but you have to tell me what this rebel is and who made you look like this." Shi Yao climbed up from the ground.
Since there is no hope of going back and large-scale games cannot be played, why not try again and find out what happened at this point in time? Maybe that is the answer.
On the way, Zhuifeng chatted with Shi Yao in a picky manner and completely confused him.
Tactics? Massive rebellion? Gan Ning during the Three Kingdoms period
What the hell is going on here? What the hell is wrong with the timeline here
"Brother Zhuifeng, please tell me in detail about this fighting method. What exactly is it and who created it?" Shi Yao asked.
"I don't know who created this tactic, but it can gather the power of the army to produce incredible results. In the past twenty years, it has become as important as martial arts." Zhuifeng explained.
"Then what about its predecessor? What was it? It can't be a mature thing as soon as it appears." Shi Yao continued to ask, he felt that he had grasped the key point.
Zhuifeng frowned. Predecessor? I don't think I've ever heard of a battle method having a predecessor. This thing seemed to have appeared overnight.
Seeing Zhuifeng's expression, Shi Yao knew the answer. "I understand. It's all about this battle method. In the original history, there was no battle method that could release the ability you mentioned. I understand. I found the problem!"
Shi Yao excitedly took out his tablet, and when he clicked on the information submission page, he realized that the Time Management Bureau no longer existed, and those people on the Time Management Committee were probably all dead.
No! Shi Yao thought about it again. He had been in this world for so long, but he had not heard of this battle method. This meant that this thing had been hidden from him alone. How could he find out so easily today? And who posted the message on the tablet yesterday
"Brother Zhuifeng, think about it again. Did you come into contact with anything strange yesterday?" Shi Yao emphasized again.
"Strange thing?" Zhuifeng looked up and saw Shi Yao's short hair. "Is this your habit?"
"Oh, yes, I'm used to having short hair, and I haven't grown it long since I came here. Is there any problem?" Shi Yao said, touching the top of his head.
"The only special thing I saw in the past week was a man whose hair was just a little longer than yours. Strictly speaking, he should be considered my brother-in-law." Zhuifeng said.
"Your brother-in-law?" Shi Yao thought for a moment, "I don't think Lü Qinghou has short hair."
"He's not Guo Furong's boyfriend, but Guo Qiangwei's boyfriend, named Chen Hai." Zhuifeng corrected.
"Impossible, Guo Qiangwei didn't have her first love until she was 21!" Shi Yao blurted out and paused, realizing something. "It's him. Where is he now? I'm going to find him."
"Before we separated, I asked him to go to Guangyang Prefecture. If nothing goes wrong, he should have arrived by now." After Zhuifeng finished speaking, he subconsciously quickened his pace.
I was still impulsive. If this Chen Hai is a problematic person, then I will be committing a serious crime. I hope Hong Yi will not let his guard down just because of his seal!
In Guangyang Mansion, Chen Hai took a pen and paper and followed the instructor to learn the most basic knowledge of martial arts. Before understanding these, if he practiced martial arts without authorization, at best he would waste his efforts, and at worst he would suffer from hemiplegia.
"Sir, you are here." The guard said to Hong Yi in a low voice.
"Well, how has he been these days? Is he normal?" Hong Yi asked Chen Hai from a distance, looking at him through the gaps between the leaves.
"It's normal. This person is extremely self-disciplined. He gets up on time at six o'clock every morning, reviews the previous day's homework, eats something in the cafeteria, and then starts class with the teacher. He goes to bed on time at twelve o'clock every night, and practices for a while before going to bed." The guard said, "It's just..."
"Just what? If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be so hesitant." Hong Yi glared at him.
"The only thing wrong is that he seems to have discovered me," said the guard.
"Huh? How could that be? You were able to be discovered even though you were monitoring someone who doesn't know martial arts. What did you do?" Hong Yi became even angrier.
"Sir! This man is definitely not an ordinary person. He has extremely strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. Although he has been restraining this instinct, his habitual actions are still exposed." The guard argued.
"Extremely strong anti-reconnaissance? Which of our opponents doesn't know how to do anti-reconnaissance? There is no reason. After completing this mission, you will receive your punishment and practice more!" Hong Yi scolded.
"Yes, sir!" The guard bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Hong Yi waved his hand and told him to continue monitoring. He stood still. What powerful anti-reconnaissance ability? Could it be that this was a spy from some force? No, how could a spy from another force have Zhuifeng's private seal? Did Zhuifeng have an accident
"He Xu!" Hong Yi called out, and a constable quickly ran over.
"Is Mr. Lou Qian back?" Hong Yi asked.
"Sir, General Lou arrived at the military camp the day before yesterday and is currently undergoing repairs and preparing to march toward Mount Qixia." He Xu said with a fist salute.
As a constable who can stay in the Liushenmen branch, this man also has his own skills. He is known as the know-it-all of Guangyang Prefecture and is quite professional in getting information.
"After he came back, did he talk to us about anything?"
"Yes, when he came back, Mr. Lou Qian specifically asked about Chen Hai. After confirming that the other party had arrived, he didn't say anything else." He Xu continued.
"Okay, go get busy."
After sending He Xu away, Hong Yi looked at Chen Hai from a distance. After examining him for a long time, he did not find any trace of a human skin mask on his face, and his expression did not look like he had used any disguise.
Do you really dare to replace the prince with a cat that doesn't look like him at all
Hong Yi thought to himself and turned around to go to the garrison. He wanted to meet General Lou Qian in person.
(This month's remuneration has been paid. I can't believe it. This time, I received 17,000 collections, and the bulk of the remuneration was from my full attendance. To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable. I hope it will get better slowly.)
(Also, thanks to GM Shousi for the 100.asxs.coin reward, and thanks to book friend 20190830105628117 for the 100.asxs.coin reward.)