Chapter 612: Chapter 192: The Doorway
"It seems he’s already dead, died within Donglin City." Su Changxing said uncertainly.
Elba’s expression turned cold as he said, "Richie is audacious, daring to act against the Law Enforcement Wizard on his own. These Black Wizards will stop at nothing for their benefit, truly disgusting."
Su Changxing observed her expression and smiled, "The specifics of how he died are unclear, but it likely wasn’t Richie who did it himself."
Elba’s face relaxed a bit, and she said, "So what if that’s the case? If Richie hadn’t been negligent, how would a captain of the Law Enforcement Team end up dead there?"
Su Changxing nodded in agreement, "Makes sense. So, even if he didn’t kill him, he incited it from behind the scenes."
Elba’s eyes were dark and empty, her expression unclear, seemingly extraordinarily angry, "They want to annihilate us, starting with us the offspring of the Wizard King."
"But the war isn’t over yet. How dare they act so recklessly?"
Su Changxing mused aloud, "Perhaps they believe victory is assured. It seems the situation on your front line is very favorable indeed."
"Maybe this is their final move, wouldn’t you say?"
He pointed in the direction of Donglin City, a broad smile on his face.
...
Rain fell upon Donglin City, with droplets dancing in the air, giving a rather joyful look to everything, even blurring the red and green billboards.
A doorway taller than the skyscrapers appeared in Donglin City, with its framework already constructed, presenting a rough outline.
Like vertical white light extending inside the doorway, unable to see what’s inside, it’s dark, yet shimmering.
"It’s about to be completed."
Luo Haotian gazed at the enormous doorway erected nearby, his expression inevitably heavy.
He didn’t know what this thing was, but anything useful to Wizards was bad news for them.
They were helping these Wizards construct this enormous doorway.
This feeling rendered one powerless; he felt they were aiding the enemy in gradually destroying their world.
They were a group of slaves who had lost themselves.
The management zone remained as it was, normally lifeless, with people only showing a bit of spirit during mealtime.
Luo Haoyi looked at Luo Haotian and said, "Today you’re really working hard; I’ve said it all along—now that things are like this, don’t overthink anything. Surviving is what’s most important."
Luo Haotian’s face showed a smile as he waved his hand, "Brother, I’m not thinking of doing anything. I just want my niece to eat a little more; she’s still young and growing."
This aspect was still quite fair—the more work you did, the more you got to eat.
Within the management zone, those who could eat their fill usually belonged to two groups: laborers and people like Yuan Shaohua.
Luo Haoyi approached him and whispered, "Don’t think I don’t know where you went that night—look after yourself, don’t drag us into it!"
Luo Haotian remained silent, feeling he was the only Extraordinary here, so he should do something.
But he was also worried; his big brother and niece were here, and once discovered, they would inevitably share the consequences.
Yuan Shaohua’s methods were bloody, even making him feel eerie, granting complete order to the management zone.
He was a thorough traitor, betraying them, betraying humanity, and siding with the Wizards.
This seemed to be an inevitable outcome; humans too are creatures seeking benefit and avoiding harm—what’s wrong with surrendering to the Wizards for better protection and living?
Several people who opposed Yuan Shaohua mysteriously died, and afterward, no one dared discuss this matter privately; everyone kept their distance.
Luo Haotian planned to take action again tonight, determined to kill Yuan Shaohua this time.
The previous time was impulsive, but this time it’s a mission.
"Rest assured, I definitely won’t." Luo Haotian promised earnestly.
Luo Haoyi’s expression softened as he sighed, "I’m just worried about you; I have no other wishes, only hope you and Yuanyuan can survive."
He’s older and more composed than Luo Haotian, so he considers things more.
They followed the crowd to the food distribution area, using work-earned tokens to exchange for pancakes and rice porridge.
The one distributing food was bald, with a deep scar sinking into his forehead; he was Liao Hua, Yuan Shaohua’s lackey, once their family’s security guard before the end times, utterly loyal.
"You two brothers are something, being able to earn so many tokens, enough for others to work two days."
Liao Hua laughed heartily as he looked at the tokens Luo Haoyi handed over.
Luo Haoyi forced a smile and said, "We brothers are strong, so we earn more tokens!"
Liao Hua pocketed some tokens and sneered, "You can’t eat this much anyway; others need to eat too. Leave these with me."
"You..."
Luo Haotian’s eyes sharpened, and he clenched his fist, ready to act.
Luo Haoyi quickly stopped him, saying, "Forget it; we indeed can’t eat that much, so let’s give them to Lord Liao. Consider it our treat."
Liao Hua patted a stick in his hand maliciously, "What, boy, wanna fight? You think this is where you can cause trouble?"
With that, he swung his stick at Luo Haotian, not slowly; he was a skilled fighter, even enhanced twice.
Luo Haotian caught the stick with one hand.
Liao Hua tried to pull the stick out, but it wouldn’t budge, as if the stick were attached to Luo Haotian.
"You want to rebel!"
He said as much, calming down quickly, realizing this Luo Haotian wasn’t an ordinary person, and was at least stronger than him.
Luo Haoyi quickly stepped forward to intervene, smiling obsequiously, "Lord Liao, my cousin’s personality is a bit impulsive, please don’t hold it against him."
He put half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket into Liao Hua’s hand as he spoke.
Liao Hua looked at these brothers with a playful smile, took out the tokens from his pocket, and said, "This stuff is still yours; I won’t take it."
Many people around showed surprised expressions; Liao Hua’s temper was notoriously bad.
Today this matter was simply let go; in the past, it would have certainly led to a beating—if not dead, then badly hurt enough to vent anger.
Luo Haotian’s complexion didn’t look good either, knowing Liao Hua was targeting him.
A few days ago, Liao Hua dragged a little girl, intending to do something vile, but he stopped him by calling for several stewards.
Yuan Shaohua came when he heard about this, just slapped Liao Hua, and the matter was over.
Liao Hua was a vile man, holding a grudge over the incident, not only did Luo Haotian spoil his affair but also damaged his pride.
Yet today, he unexpectedly found something significant—this Luo Haotian could be an Extraordinary; otherwise, how could he be so strong?
No Extraordinary exists within the management zone, only Ordinary People—people so ordinary they’re as ordinary as can be.
He remained only under Yuan Shaohua’s protection.
Thus, this Luo Haotian definitely had issues; could Ordinary People withstand his stick? The answer was no.
He felt he had caught something on Luo Haotian, just waiting to report it to Yuan Shaohua for benefits.
