Tancheng in April and May is considered the lightest season of the year. The dry season has just begun, and hurricane weather is rare. The sea on the island is calm and there are very few tourists. Even the most terrible "running tide" is perfect. miss.
Because of this, this time is affectionately referred to by members of the General Conference as “the season of retreat.”
Since the end of March, a considerable number of people with abilities have applied to enter the "Volcano Island" for retreat and practice. Not to mention it is overcrowded, at least the retreat rooms on the island, especially the high-quality areas, are in short supply.
This kind of day is both painful and happy for Wolf, a senior security expert and security captain. He will always miss the best training season due to the heavy duty duties, but he will get some extra benefits because of his key positions.
By virtue of this special situation, he became a senior B-level powerhouse; but perhaps also because of this situation, he is still only a senior B-level powerhouse.
It is now mid-afternoon in Tancheng, and the weather is not very good. It has been raining since the morning. Unlike the usual heavy rains that pass by in broad daylight, the rain comes intermittently.
After being stuck in the room for a long time, Woolf felt a little uncomfortable, so he took two of his men to patrol the island and reef area to check various security equipment and barrier layout.
In the island and reef area, there are many powerful people from the association and even from various forces in the world. Many people have taboos in practicing. Therefore, there are many restricted areas, such as no entry and no flying. The rules are very strict. Even the security team must abide by them. It's not easy to walk around, so I just rely on small talk to hold on.
Previously, the hot headlines from Xia Cheng and Ban Cheng gave them more talk. And calculated that "at the speed shown by the flying manta ray, it only takes two and a half hours to reach Tancheng from Xiacheng".
Next, Assistant A drew on the security zoning map. While chatting, he made a point: "Luckily, Langdon can finally avoid Area 13 this year."
Assistant B whistled: "Then after the qualification exam, he has to find a new number. It's really hard work!"
Woolf was well aware of the tricks of the two assistants, so he continued: "Next, let's go to Area 13."
Assistant A and Assistant B groaned together: "Captain, for the sake of the weather."
"Let's go through Area 13 and pass quickly."
The two assistants turned from sorrow to joy: "Oh, smart... no, brilliant approach."
Repairing equipment and barriers has always been a hard job. The equipment is okay, but when it comes to high-end barriers, well, it is now more popular to call it "configuration" knowledge, which always gives the security team a headache. Woolf is an expert in related fields. He knows the importance of daily inspections for security work, but since there is no one in District 13 this year, there is no need to bother his own subordinates.
The inspection work was coming to an end. The three of them were chatting and moving forward. They naturally talked about the reason why District 13 was vacant this year.
Assistant A casually clicked on last month's report: "It has been more than four months, and the legendary plane is still a legend. The quarterly income of Volcano Island has dropped by almost 5 points year-on-year. Now those bosses would rather be on the Pacific Ocean." Drinking the wind, I have no intention of coming back to practice meditation.”
Woolf responded calmly: "The high-level retreat area is still in short supply. Moreover, extraordinary species can use it for free, but B-level and below do not have this kind of treatment."
"Hey Captain, year-end performance has nothing to do with rent! In terms of consumables, extraordinary ones crush architects, and architects and awakened ones are also different..."
"But you have Langdon. There's more than one Langdon."
With one sentence, Assistant A choked back his complaints.
Woolf just slapped his subordinates and didn't go into more details. If he continued to talk, it would involve the gray income area of the security team, which would not be good for anyone.
He has been on duty at Volcano Island for three years, and he will probably be transferred at the end of the year, or early next year. There is no need to be a villain because of this kind of thing. He still returned to the topic of searching for new dimensions:
"In the South Pacific region, there are constant clues to the new dimension. The aura of Deputy Secretary-General Palace is like the rain, appearing and disappearing. It is said that there are also ape-like creatures unique to that dimension. Bosses, people went over to search, so of course It should, at least, shut up those busybodies."
Assistant A had some gossip in mind: "Stop by the platform... It is said that Toyama Auction House is very generous. Will President Abner and others participate in the High Seas Auction of Emerald Light?"
"Fushan doesn't have such a big reputation."
But someone does.
Woolf gave an ambiguous answer, and then said: "Because of this, if you catch a cold in Tancheng, you need to cover yourself with two more layers of blankets. There are city defense troops in the main city, and we are the only ones on the volcanic island. If any aberrant reptiles get in, …”
Assistant B shivered: "It will face the wrath of hundreds of architects and even extraordinary beings."
"If we let them take action, I can withhold your performance now."
"Pretend I didn't say anything." Assistant B also shut up.
Woolf twitched his lips, and finally couldn't help but complain to himself: "The association needs to hire a professional manager for the 'Volcano Island'. How about poaching one from the InterContinental Hotels Group?"
Due to the special functions of the volcanic island, the strength of the users and defenders here has been reversed, and the security team has inevitably transformed into a service-oriented one.
Providing consumables, maintaining the barrier, and at most providing the first wave of early warnings. In short, they are just starting out. The responsibilities are huge, but the ones who do the work are the ants. If nothing goes wrong, they will be nothing. If something goes wrong, they will be the pure scapegoats. Inside No matter how rich the gray income is, Woolf has no attachment to it.
After chatting for a while, he thought of business again: "Remember the partial upgrade in two days..."
"How could I forget this?" Assistant B flexed his fingers on the side, "Mr. Gong Qi's retreat area will be renovated and upgraded. The builder is Ms. Dalle, and the acceptance person is President Abner. Three extraordinary species, choose one from the three. No matter which one you choose to provoke, you will get a proposition."
"But isn't this a mandatory question?" Assistant A responded coldly and pitifully, "It is said that Mr. Bin chewed a large piece of mustard during the consultation meeting last week... If the Deputy Secretary General of the Palace comes back, he will eat mustard. Maybe it’s our turn.”
At this point, the chat situation became a bit cold.
They all know that the so-called "renovation and upgrade" of the retreat area is to install a visual monitoring and interference precision sensing system. In other words, it is to carry out all-round surveillance without blind spots.
Whether it is privacy or security, this is unacceptable to any retreatant, let alone Gong Qi, who is the deputy secretary-general of the association.
However, Gong Qi had been in seclusion for too long, and it was almost certain that his soul had left his body and entered another "plane", leaving only an empty shell of his body in the seclusion area. In this state, he was unable to raise objections, and stimulated by the interests of the "new dimension", the attitudes of his various relatives, friends, and allies became increasingly ambiguous.
Until the "renovation and upgrading" motion is passed.
In this regard, the "natural scapegoat" Woolf is worried: I hope the end of the 'plane' incident will be delayed a little longer, and it will be more appropriate to wait until I resign next year. Of course, if there is a breakthrough in the past two days, there is no need to repeat this, it will be a perfect... dream!
Sighing, he raised his head, and just as a dark red stream of light flashed above his head, he made a wish to the shooting star...
Huh?
Woolf's eyes widened so much that raindrops fell in them. Yes, there are still dark rain clouds overhead, but that light...
The bracelet vibrated and the security warning system turned on a yellow light, indicating that an "indirect threat target" was approaching or had been approaching.
Wolf raised his head and spoke to his men in the duty room: "Report the target situation."
"Boss, a high-energy ray shot down from the sky, passed through the no-fly zone in Area 4, and penetrated into the seabed. It is about 30 kilometers away from the warning line of the island and reef. It may be a high-power laser..."
"Is the barrier damaged?"
"There's a hole, but you can fix it yourself."
"Ask the Tancheng garrison if there are any relevant exercises."
"Definitely not, otherwise we would have gotten the news."
"Where are those directly under the Star Alliance Committee? Their aerospace fleet? When those people clean up space junk, the main guns will occasionally fire. At least that's what the public accident reports say."
"The military committee's advisory platform habitually goes offline...oh, what the hell!"
The man in the duty room spoke more quickly: "There is a strong reaction on the seabed, the energy index, no, there is an interference reaction in the abyss, the average value of the instrument is 1.7DG, the extreme value is 2.3DG, and it is initially estimated to be a fully evolved B-level aberration."
Next to him, Assistant A answered: "As for B-class individuals, there is no threat. Abnormalities often pass through the surrounding sea areas. Maybe they were stimulated by the laser?"
"maybe."
Woolf has been numb to handling this kind of thing. Without even using his brain, a plan emerges: "The barrier heals too slowly. Group 4 will deal with it. As for the sea, first take over the image and prepare the induction agent. It would be best if there is no conflict...but if it is a specimen that some gentlemen and ladies like, you can reconsider."
While he was talking, the rain that was originally pouring became heavier, and a layer of mist appeared between the islands and reefs at some point. The wind blew the rain and mist towards his face, slightly blocking his vision. Woolf breathed out of his mouth, with the original intention of blowing away the mist, but somehow, the flow of mist was not disturbed at all, showing a strange contrast with the raindrops deflected by the force.
Woolf was stunned, and suddenly felt that this situation had a "sense of déjà vu", as if he had experienced it before...
At this moment, the undersea camera equipment deployed in the distant sea moved into place and transferred the abnormal images that suddenly appeared there. Woolf had a clear judgment the moment the image was presented:
"This thing doesn't look like a marine aberration, but more like a big ape, huh?"
As soon as I thought about it, I saw the ape-like creature whose body was as dark as blood, jumping violently in the sea, and instantly escaped from the camera surveillance area. At this time, the men in the duty room also followed up and reported:
"The target aberrant jumped out of the sea...it's barking!"
No need to talk about it with his men anymore, Woolf has been able to capture the powerful shock wave coming from a distance.
That is not just the energy transfer activity of air molecules, but involves strong turbulence at the abyss level, which is astonishingly penetrating. Even though the barrier on the islands and reefs was repeatedly weakened during the transmission process, the aftermath still penetrated. For a time, the security system continued to sound alarms, and the barriers and early warning systems in many sensitive areas were triggered.
Woolf's head suddenly grew bigger.
