Pretend to be a fairy to farm

A brilliant white light flashed, and Chu Tianzhu appeared deep in the polluted area, in the shadow of the abandoned factory building.

The surrounding area was quiet, and the gigantic pulverizer that roared constantly on weekdays also stopped, lurking in the shadows.

Chu Tianzhu looked at the time, it was three o'clock in the morning, and there was only one hour left before the rebellion time agreed upon by the rebel army.

Xi Yu and the top leaders of the rebel army jointly planned the entire battle plan. They will launch an attack at four o'clock in the morning, when the guards are most exhausted and their defenses are weakest.

Chu Tianzhu tried to release his consciousness as in a different world.

He succeeded, and his perspective switched to the sky, overlooking the huge city built on the top of the mountain.

At the top of the city, nobles are holding large and small gatherings.

In the brightly lit mansion, wine and wine were mixed, and a special program was broadcast on the huge screen, taking stock of some members of the rebel army who had more outstanding fighting strength.

In addition to betting on "rebels win" or "guards win", viewers can also bet on rebel members who think they have a higher survival rate, betting how long it will take them to be "eliminated".

No one wanted to miss this long-lost exciting carnival. The entire upper city was in a frenzy. The nobles stayed up all night, drinking and chatting happily, waiting for the feast to start.

The guards have already assembled, and a net has been laid around the elevator area.

The defense line is divided into two layers. The inner layer is a guard team that is "equal" to the rebels in the lower city according to the bet. Their equipment and numbers are limited, representing the old-fashioned aristocratic forces.

If the inner guard wins, the old-school strategy will be implemented in the future, and stricter and tougher rule will be imposed on the lower city, thereby creating more resources and wealth.

The new nobles, represented by Xi Yu, use the rebel army as their chess pieces.

Once the rebel army organized by Xiyu wins the battle, it proves that although the residents of the lower city are "ignorant", they still "have a certain degree of wisdom and ability".

But no matter which side wins, the rebel army is a factor that must be eliminated.

If the inner guard fails, the outer defense will be activated immediately.The overwhelming firepower will completely wipe out these restless elements who dare to challenge the authority of the upper city with an overwhelming advantage.

In this way, the ones left in the lower city are the docile and tame lambs.

They will endure the harsh rule of the conservative aristocrats, or usher in a happy life in exchange for sacrificing the rebel army - Xi Yu, the leader of the rebel army, will replace Shangcheng as their ruler.

All those who obey the upper city and follow Xi Yu will become the "new nobles" of the lower city.

Maybe they still can't enjoy the sunshine and rain like the upper city nobles, but they will have unprecedented power, status and wealth.

The pattern of the entire lower city will be completely changed, and the agents selected by the upper city will rule the lower city.The people in the lower city will unknowingly become the pawns of the upper city, oppressing their compatriots in exchange for benefits, and taking pride in it.

They will know better than the aristocrats in the upper city, how to suck the bones and suck the marrow, and squeeze the last trace of blood and sweat from the people in the lower city.

Now, everything is ready in the upper city, just waiting for the victims from the lower city.

In the elevator area of ​​the upper city, which was designated as the battle zone, hundreds of hidden cameras were temporarily installed to cover every corner of the battlefield, just to not miss the burning moment of these sad moths pounced on the flames from the dark lower city.

Down through thick concrete floors and steel domes, you reach the dark city.The artificial light source is still turned off, and no lights are turned on in every house.

However, in each block, thousands of teams have quietly assembled in groups of ten people.That is the team of the rebels.They were waiting for the signal to attack.

Chu Tianzhu saw Xi Yu, who was wearing a mask to cover up his true face, and was in a room on the top floor of a high-rise building in the residential area of ​​the lower city.

Xi Yu kept raising his hand to look at his watch, as if he was waiting for someone.Downstairs, Mr. Zhang was distributing extra armor and weapons, which were more sophisticated than the backward equipment usually brought to the rebels.

Chu Tianzhu observed all the people who received the equipment at the scene, and found that they were all members of the rebel army who had names in the gambling game in the upper city, but were weaker in combat effectiveness and had higher odds.

Mr. Zhang often sent supplies to the rebel army and paid for the casualties. He was kind and kind on weekdays, and his popularity was high.

He brought these precious equipment at this time, which greatly increased the chances of these members surviving in the melee, and everyone was grateful.

He already knew that these young people who trusted him and Xi Yu in front of him were about to face a tragic end.They can still pretend to be kind, and pretend to be kind to the members, but in fact they are manipulating the game and seeking personal gain.

Chu Tianzhu withdrew his gaze, but this time, the angle of view did not recover as usual.

He felt as if he had been divided into two people. One was standing on the ground normally, looking at the abandoned factory building in front of him; the other was still floating in mid-air, looking down at everything, including the back of his own head.

This is really a strange experience. Chu Tianzhu tried to walk forward and found that his actions were not affected much.When his attention is focused on one perspective, the other becomes blurred.

Time was running out, and he couldn't care less. After getting used to it a little, he walked into the workshop.

The door opened, and Jin Liu greeted him immediately: "Tianzhu! You're finally here!"

Chu Tianzhu nodded to him: "How is the situation?"

"The weapons in the supply station and the batches that arrived in the factory have all been distributed. I roughly estimated that the members who came here to receive weapons through mutual introductions accounted for about half of all the members of the rebel army. "

"Very good." Chu Tianzhu nodded, "I have investigated the strength of the troops in the upper city. From this point of view, we have a great advantage."

Jin Liu was a little uneasy: "Don't you want to do something else? If we follow Xi Yu's arrangement, we will fall into a trap as soon as we go up..."

"There is one last thing left now, follow me."

Chu Tianzhu took Jin Liu, greeted his salvage brothers, and went straight to the building where Xi Yuhe and Zhang Lao were.

When he got downstairs, Chu Tianzhu explained in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang still has a few rebel brothers there. Don't worry about them. Just tell Mr. Zhang. It's unfair for him to give extra equipment to those who are usually close to him. No need Yell and don't use force, just bullshit and hold them back, understand?"

A few people nodded, pretending to be rascals, and staggered upstairs.

Alone, Chu Tianzhu quietly sneaked into the top floor where Xi Yu was.

The world is still faintly rejecting him, but the strangeness is much less than last time.

He straightened his breath, calmed down, and checked his equipment for the last time: the Baiyu Immortal Sword was wrapped in a black cloth and carried behind his back, and in his pocket were a few small porcelain bottles filled with explosives, and the sharp dagger—that was when he was a teenager. Joining the rebel army, Xi Yu and Zhang Lao increased their weapons.The whole body is pitch-black, unparalleled in sharpness, and the blade is quenched with the poison of seeing blood and sealing the throat.

There were faint and chaotic human voices downstairs, Jin Liu and the others had already started.Chu Tianzhu held the dagger backwards, hid it by the side of his sleeve, and tapped on the door with his left hand.

"Boss Xiyu! I'm Tianzhu. There's something wrong with Mr. Zhang. He asked me to invite you down."

The room was quiet for a few minutes, Chu Tianzhu waited patiently.

From the perspective suspended in the air, you can clearly see the scene inside the door.

Xi Yu took out a small communication device and tried to contact Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang was surrounded by Jin Liu and others, and he had no time to pay attention to him. Several other members of the rebel army who didn't know the truth were still trying to persuade him in vain.

The contact was fruitless, and after a while, Xi Yu slightly opened the door: "Tianzhu, why are you here?"

He was holding the door with one hand, and the other was close to the right back of his body. Chu Tianzhu knew that he was holding a gun in his hand.

Chu Tianzhu looked embarrassed: "I know Xi Yu, you and Mr. Zhang don't want me to participate in this operation, but at such an important moment, as a member of the rebel army, how can I be absent?"

He eagerly expressed his loyalty: "I have already prepared to dedicate everything to the rebel army! So I begged other brothers to bring me to find Mr. Zhang. It's just that there are too many people here, and Mr. Zhang's equipment is not enough. Dispute."

Xi Yu's right shoulder relaxed slightly: "You child, it's for your own good not to let you go."

He let go of his left hand that was covering the door, and stepped back slightly: "I still have other things to do, and here is some equipment, you can share it with brothers who don't have equipment."

Chu Tianzhu followed a step further, time seemed to be frozen, Xi Yu's every move became like slow motion in his eyes.

Xi Yu turned around slowly, revealing light brown skin between the mask and the collar.

There was only a moment of opportunity, Chu Tianzhu continued to move forward, as if he was about to push the door, he raised his right hand very naturally, and the Youlan blade slashed across Xiyu's defenseless side neck.

Xi Yu didn't have time to react, the toxin quickly paralyzed his nerves.

His eyes behind the mask were wide open, he uttered an incoherent syllable, and fell to the ground.

Chu Tianzhu pushed aside the gun in his hand with his toes, then bent down, and lifted the mask on Xi Yu's face.

It was a completely unfamiliar face, still maintaining the expression of shock caused by paralysis after being poisoned.

Chu Tianzhu felt that his heart was beating violently, the sound of "Boom, Boom" seemed to fill the whole room, and the sound of the dispute downstairs also became distant.

This is the leader of the rebel army, the idol that countless people respect and worship from the bottom of their hearts.Chu Tianzhu used to be one of them, and he was absolutely sure that Xi Yu would lead them to a brand new future.

But all this is just a lie, they have been deceived and fooled.

Now, this false idol is lying on his back at the feet of Chu Tianzhu, revealing his dark brown face that belongs only to nobles.

Chu Tianzhu felt himself trembling uncontrollably.He took a deep breath and took the mask under the tap to rinse it off.

The remaining blood was carried by the running water and flowed into the drain, and the mask became clean as new again.

Chu Tianzhu put on the mask, and the inner side of the mask made of high-tech materials automatically changed shape and fit on his face.

Near the throat, there is a small hard device. Chu Tianzhu tried to make a sound, and the device automatically converted his voice into Xi Yu's voice.

False code names, hidden faces, even voices are fake.Chu Tianzhu couldn't help wondering, was the Xi Yu he had known all this time really the same person?

If you think about it carefully, as long as a random person of similar build wears a mask, can he claim to be Xi Yu, the leader of the rebel army, to command everyone?