Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 340: Same Heart, Different Paths (XI)

"Fu Cangzhao, this is for you." After a simple treatment, Song Ximing regained some strength. Seeing Bing Haoqi was about to carry her out of the cave, she raised her sore arm and reached into her arms, taking out a card.

The cards were inevitably stained with blood, and it was hard to tell whether they were Song Ximing's or someone else's.

Fu Cangzhao took a quick glance. Although he couldn't understand the meaning of the information recorded in it, he had heard No. 4 mention it before coming here, so it basically matched up with the information.

"Okay, then I'll take you there first." She used the "Sea of ​​Consciousness" to collect the record cards, and a tiny bit of pure white flame popped out from her fingertips, landing right between Song Ximing, Bing Haoqi and Pepe.

In just a moment, a silver-white light appeared under the feet of the three people. This strange movement surprised Peipei so much that he couldn't help but look back at Fu Cangzhao. Fu Cangzhao saw confusion and reluctance in the child's eyes.

I hope that after Song Ximing is settled, Bing Haoqi can explain everything to her.

Only after making sure that the figures of the two adults and one child had completely disappeared in the light of ultra-long-distance transmission did Fu Cangzhao start the next step.

She put on a tomb keeper's robe, which had a peculiarly shaped pocket sewn inside, just big enough for a heat-wire gun.

He stretched out his hand and sent out a spark for the second time, completely clearing away all traces of the few people.

Through the clouds and mist, you can see the mountains outside the cave.

Looking at the entire card city, the Dawn District is said to be beautiful, and the City Hall branch is also in a particularly quiet place, not far from the city's famous "mountains and peaks". The faint white light flashed for only a moment, and she disappeared on the spot, without even leaving a footprint.

For the card city, the look of wearing a robe is not unfamiliar. Most creators have one or two such garments in their homes, which are made of fairy papyrus through special craftsmanship. Their functions are different, but they all have one thing in common: a high affinity for cards. Some citizens who may not be very good at making cards will have a smoother production process as long as they put on a robe.

Fu Cangzhao had no worries in this regard. She seemed to be born to make cards. As long as her fingers touched the cards, she could feel that her senses, her thoughts, and her memories were all connected to the cards.

But other people didn't know about this, which made it easy for her to get away with it.

The Dawn District's City Hall branch building is simple and elegant, blending perfectly with the surrounding peaks and forests, but for some reason it looks familiar.

As the business was about to start, Fu Cangzhao didn't think much about it and walked straight to the front desk and handed over his ID card: "Hello, I want to pick up something that I have stored here."

"Okay, wait a moment," the front desk staff politely took the card, confirmed the information, and handed her the ID card and another card together, "Please go to the storage area on the first basement floor to continue the pick-up process."

No matter how fast the White Doves were, or how wide their sphere of influence was, they could not match the extreme speed. Fu Cangzhao only needed to move faster to succeed, while the other side had to go through several procedures before they could trip her up.

When she reached the basement level, she found the corresponding room according to the number on the card. The guard confirmed that the card was obtained in accordance with the formal procedures and let her in.

The fourth part of the Deathly Scepter was successfully obtained.

It looked like a small telescope, but the difference was that it had a buckle designed on it, which could be embedded on the heat gun. Fu Cangzhao took two deep breaths and installed it on the corresponding groove of the heat gun according to his newly recovered memory. The two fit together perfectly in almost an instant, and there was no trace of splicing.

Fu Cangzhao tried it briefly and found that the scope can adjust the magnification freely. After switching to reconnaissance mode, it can instantly capture a large area of ​​vision in the distance. She has not tried it in the city to see how it works, but she thinks that there will be many places where it will be needed in the next period of time.

After all, she would have to replace her ID card soon, and it would be impossible to retrieve the parts through the formal process unless the mayor helped her open a back door.

The next stop is the polar night area, and she plans to check on Song Ximing along the way.

Chenhai Apartment, Building 4, Room 206.

Compared to the miserable look when he was first seen, Song Ximing was in much better condition, and his face looked rosier. Pepe lay quietly on the edge of the bed, enjoying her caress as she smoothed his hair, his body rising and falling rhythmically, and he seemed to be asleep.

The silver-white stubble has grown out a bit, making Song Ximing look like a hedgehog, but the hedgehog has temporarily put away its guard. You may not be able to reach into its belly, but it will not attack you either.

"Are you okay?" Fu Cangzhao didn't want to wake Pepe up, so he mouthed to her.

Song Ximing tacitly did not speak directly, but used a special way of transmitting sound: "I know my own situation. I have two penetrating wounds, multiple ligament tears, and a lot of skin injuries. The good news is that the bones are fine."

Fu Cangzhao squatted down and lifted up one of her hands that was outside the quilt. The hand was originally smooth and shiny, but now there were several bruises. But compared to the other hand, at least the palm of this hand was not scratched.

"Thank you for your hard work over the past five years." She placed her hand on one side of her cheek, her eyes revealing pity and concern.

Song Ximing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pulled his hand out, and rubbed her messy and fluffy head twice as usual.

"Go ahead and do what you have to do."

"Ah."

Fu Cangzhao took a few steps back and disappeared into the darkness.

She had been planning to continue using ultra-long-distance teleportation, but her mind was suddenly moved and she took out the optical computer that she had forgotten for a long time.

"When did I bring this thing with me?" Despite her doubts, she accepted the communication request first. Her intuition told her that the communication in front of her was very important.

After the call was connected, she only heard a processed voice: [Don't use ultra-long-distance transmission, Xianling District Tingli Farm, come quickly. You still have half an hour, and you can just get there by taking the inter-district subway.]

Fu Cangzhao's heart sank. It was obvious that ultra-long-distance transmission had been banned in the city. If she continued to use it, she would be wanted.

The nearest subway station was still some distance away, and in a flash, she had already chosen a route with the least people.

The boy moved through the dark alleys like a ghost.

Everything in the polar night zone is slow, including the pace of life and the speed of handling various affairs. Half an hour is probably the longest interval for entering wanted information, because the security department of the polar night zone refreshes the wanted list every half an hour.

The mayor is far more capable than she thought.

She sat safely on the inter-district subway, and like the young people around her, she kept her computer in her hands and browsed the forum out of boredom. In fact, she cherished this peaceful time very much.

Watching netizens arguing about word choice and character racial settings day after day, occasionally clipping some of Li Cang Weidao's quotes to curse people.

It seems like it gets stuck at a certain point and there is no further progress.

To be honest, Fu Cangzhao is not so fond of "The Immortal Journey" which once caused a sensation.