After having breakfast at an authentic old Jack bun shop, Wang Hui strolled towards the light rail station.

Because the Fox Federation died too quickly and suddenly, the middle and upper-class forces in Ye Shengdu did not have time to support a new lower-level organization.

Coupled with the change of management team of the Security Department, the activity of the "Rebel Alliance" and many other objective factors, the current lower-level people in Ye Shengdu have experienced an unprecedented period of peace and comfort!

The current leader of the three-member group, Ito Tatsuben, originally wanted to take this opportunity to make a comeback, but he had few people, money, and resources under his command.

Moreover, both the Yingshou Gang and Badaotang are eyeing the Federation's territory, and the half-dead gang of three members of the remnant gang simply don't dare to act too radically, and have to tuck their tail between their legs whenever they go out.

The citizens of the lower class are quite comfortable. There has been no frequent oppression and exploitation for more than half a year. Occasionally, one or two vicious incidents will occur, and people from the "Rebel Alliance" will soon show up to deal with the situation.

Public security is extremely good, and everyone's happiness is rising!

However, such a beautiful state is considered "disorder" in the eyes of Cyber ​​Group.

How can a bastard do without restraint? He must be beaten and beaten from time to time!

According to Chairman Steve's idea, we should directly select a few surviving executives of the federation to prop up the business as soon as possible.

But most of the federation's top executives are dead. Except for the missing daughter of the president, Ga Daishan, the only living top executives remaining are the sales director, financial director, and technical director.

The first two guys witnessed Wang Hui taking objects from the void and setting the portrait on fire in the federation's treasury. They mistakenly thought it was the "ghost of the president" causing trouble, and were so shocked that they left a psychological shadow!

The two of them did not dare to take over the work related to the federation anymore. They fasted and chanted sutras every day, just asking the ghost of the president not to haunt them anymore.

As for the technical director... he's just a nerd. He can't even toast, how can he be a great person? So he was directly ignored by Cyber ​​Group, and he could only find other ways to reshape the lower-level "order"...

There are countless entanglements of interests involved behind this, and Wang Hui is not interested in the twists and turns.

The most important thing is about the inherited sacred objects of the mechanical world, and he has no clue at the moment.

Miracle-armed Dudang Genit, Zen Master Zhi Xi from the Zen world, and even Steve from the Cyber ​​Group are all looking for...

Anyway, Wang Hui's [Mirror Image Clone] has arrangements everywhere inside and outside the city. As long as there are traces of suspected inherited sacred objects, he will know about them immediately!

Instead of just waiting, it’s better to go to [Shapeless Realm] first and have a look to see if it’s really as wonderful as the old bald man said.

Wang Hui was not in a hurry. He stopped and walked along the way, shopping and eating, watching the various scenes of the world while walking leisurely.

To put it more mysteriously, this can also be regarded as a kind of polishing of one's mind and spiritual power.

It was already afternoon when he arrived at Mengguan Street on the upper level.

In the state of disappearing, Wang Hui walked into the Zen altar as if there was no one else around, and the familiar feeling of separation came, and he entered the isolated [Mustard Seed Sumeru].

Not long after, the young monk Huishan who led the way hurried over to greet him. It must have been Zen Master Zhi Xi who sensed Wang Hui's arrival through the changes in space.

After reading a large number of works on the Legend of the Bay, Wang Hui's understanding of various spells is far better than before. Now when he looks at Zen Master Zhi Xi's methods, he can see more details.

This old bald man’s space spell skills are no less than those of Obido, the necromancer who is known as the “Master of Space”!

When passing through the atrium space, Wang Hui saw a group of monks, big and small, who were studying Zen together, including "Huicai" monk Xu Kun.

They greeted each other in broken dialect. Wang Hui didn't stay long and left before Xu Kun started to rap impromptu. He followed the little monk who led the way into the space behind.

[Quiet Zen] Shrouded in silence and silence.

Zen Master Zhi Xi, who was meditating attentively, stood up to greet Wang Hui and saw that Wang Hui noticed a newly built hut in the open space on the side. He asked: "The lady in the house must be known to the donor, right?"

Of course Wang Hui knew and had met the co-president's daughter Jia Daishan several times.

At this time, he was lying on the bed in the house bored, watching TV series on a large-screen information device.

Due to the special space environment of [Quiet Zen], in order to successfully hear the sounds in the play, she had to hold down the bone conduction sound transmission area and wear special full-coverage headphones, completely unaware of anyone outside the room.

Zen Master Zhixi explained that the joint president, Gaza, asked his daughter to come to the Zen altar more than half a year ago, ostensibly to review the sequelae of silver hyphae infection, but in fact, he was worried that his daughter would be affected by the conflict and asked her to seek asylum.

Not long after that, Zen Master Zhi Xi learned that Gaza was killed by the leader of the Southern Rangers and that the federation headquarters was attacked with heavy casualties.

With a temperament like Jia Daishan who has never experienced many storms, I am afraid she simply cannot withstand that kind of blow!

Therefore, Zen Master Zhi Xi did not inform him of the relevant information and kept him on the grounds that "the sequelae of the infection require long-term rest."

Anyway, the Zen forum can only be connected to the local area network, so Gadaishan's computer can be used to watch dramas and play games. To this day, she still doesn't know about her father's death and the disintegration of the federation.

Zen Master Zhi Xi wanted to use the influence of the "quiet meditation" space to gradually improve Gadaishan's state of mind, and then slowly tell the truth.

During this period, it was also possible to provide him with shelter to prevent the sensitive Jia Daishan from being murdered by some people with ulterior motives. This was an explanation to his father Jia Zha who had sponsored the Zen altar for many years.

Wang Hui was a little surprised when he heard this: "Isn't the Zen you practice pursuing good thoughts?

I have seen Zen monks secretly helping the sick and poor urban residents at the lower levels, why do we still need to cooperate with the Federation and Cyber ​​Group, the capital forces that oppress the urban residents?"

Zen Master Zhi Xi was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he was relieved when he thought about the unfathomable strength of the person in front of him. It was not difficult for him to detect the movements in the Zen altar.

He sighed softly: "The Zen altar pursues good thoughts and relieves suffering, but it is not omnipotent.

Capital forces such as Cyber ​​Group and Fox Federation are indeed exploiters with a long history of evil, but...

Without them to promote technological production and maintain a rich and active economic system, the world might still be in the primitive farming and hunting era where everyone was a wanderer.

The Zen altar cannot lead the times. It can only adapt to the times and use the benefits gained from cooperating with these capital forces to try to save some people who are innocent in nature but have suffered a lot...

The donor may think that the Zen altar is hypocritical, but this is indeed the limit of our ability as pedantic monks."

"I see…"

Wang Hui thought thoughtfully. The old monk's... or Zen altar's concept was different from the mission he entrusted to the "Rebel Alliance" to eliminate evil, but it also made some sense.

There was no argument about who was right or wrong. Wang Hui glanced at Jia Daishan in the room, changed the subject with a smile and said: "The Zen community has put such a young girl under house arrest for a long time, so it is not afraid of others gossiping?

I have heard a lot of rumors about this in some small circles of wealthy families, and they also said that you monks use despicable methods to treat infertility."

"There are gossips all day long, but if you don't listen, there will be nothing."

But I saw Zen Master Zhi Xi clasping his hands together and answering with a smile: "I have a clear conscience and am not afraid of external interference. Just like the donor came to visit today, he must be confident that he can use the [Phaseless Realm] to travel back and forth to other worlds smoothly, right?
Chapter completed!