Chapter 867: Chapter 287: Ready for Action, Ultimate Counterattack
Jing Niao City, Tuyue Garrison Camp.
In ordinary Yangxiang Race cities, the garrison camp’s structure is somewhat similar: a Seventh-Grade Camp General, a Sixth-Grade Lieutenant General, and a Fifth-Grade Guard Commander. The rest are ordinary team leaders and the lowest-ranking warriors.
However, the Tuyue Garrison Camp in Jing Niao City is the most special place in the entire Yangxiang Race.
The camp general of the Tuyue Garrison Camp is none other than Ninth-Grade Divine Elder Cang Ji.
This garrison camp does not have a Sixth-Grade Lieutenant General, nor does it have ordinary warriors below Fourth-Grade.
All Fifth-Grade Suicide Squad.
This is Cang Ji’s personal army... mysterious, powerful, hysterical, and each Fifth-Grade is daringly self-sacrificing.
Their fighting style can only be described as brutal and crazy.
No second thoughts; they simply explode. They seem to have no concept of fear or fear of death.
Because Cang Ji has mastered mysterious techniques, he can exhaust the Martial Artist’s potential, allowing them to quickly break through to Fifth-Grade. Hence, the Fifth-Grades of Tuyue Garrison Camp have never been exhausted.
Also, Cang Ji’s techniques can affect the minds of Tuyue Warriors, making them worship Cang Ji unconditionally, even to the point of death.
This is also what Cang Ji relied on for his past invincibility.
Cang Ji’s way of deploying troops doesn’t have much variety.
Very simple.
A few Tuyue Warriors go to explode, blasting open a blood path thoroughly, and then the ordinary garrison charges.
Within each battle camp, Cang Ji would also send one or two Tuyue Warriors; if the Human Martial Artist charges over, the Tuyue Warrior would directly take them down with him.
In this way, the Human Martial Artist is cautious, making it difficult to gain any advantage.
Cang Ji is powerful individually.
The army he commands is even stronger.
So, Cang Ji is the nightmare of the Zhao Qi Corps and the myth of the Yangxiang Race.
Tuyue Garrison Camp, on the roof of the stinking toilet, hides two sneaky Humans.
Yes.
No one could possibly think that two Humans under the guise of dumping wastewater boldly infiltrated the toilets of the Tuyue Garrison Camp.
With war about to erupt, the Tuyue Garrison Camp is in chaos, so Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang hid on the toilet roof amidst the chaos, luckily undetected.
Aside from these lowly labor soldiers, other Yangxiang Race members usually don’t have the privilege to step into the Tuyue Garrison Camp. Even the sewage workers must strictly register to come and go.
But today is different.
With the war imminent, the management of the garrison camp is inevitably lax, providing an opportunity for two unnoticed individuals.
Thanks to Cang Ji loving cleanliness and having a penchant for fussiness, the Tuyue Garrison Camp has toilets.
Cang Ji lives in the Divine Elder’s Tent, never visiting the public toilets. With a snap decision, he decided their construction, not caring about the science of it.
A total of three toilets, each with three pits.
There are many Martial Artists in the Tuyue Garrison Camp, so these three toilets are always in a queuing state.
Yet the Martial Artists of the Tuyue Garrison Camp are relentless; they absolutely obey Cang Ji’s orders. Even if filled to desperation, they would never consider complaining to Cang Ji.
Thus, the three toilets operate non-stop, 24 hours a day.
The pits fill up quickly, giving Yang Lezhi and Meng Yang a chance to infiltrate, unable to expect the Tuyue Warriors to do sewage work.
Cang Ji is very particular.
The toilet roof is built with thick branches. Though it offers some sealing, the branches are too thick and dense, making it particularly easy to hide inside.
Aside from being a bit choking and stinging to the eyes, Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang hide quite comfortably.
Bai Xiaolong even considers himself a hidden genius.
"The 61st one!"
Bai Xiaolong holds the Curse Box, silently counting the number of marked individuals.
The toilet is very smelly.
The Tuyue Warriors, having held back for a long time, release themselves at that moment, forgetting all vigilance.
Moreover, the mechanism of the Curse Box is very mysterious; when it launches the cursed poison needle, it’s as silent as possible.
Thus, Bai Xiaolong took advantage of the moment when the alien Martial Artists’ sphincter peaked and shot the needle directly into their bodies, as their minds were blank at that moment.
The cursed poison needle was effective.
Once inside the Martial Artist’s body, it disappears like ice, leaving them unaware of any abnormality.
Everything is comfortable and smooth.
The 61st Tuyue Warrior leaves, the next one gets ready to enter.
Outside the toilet, there’s a washbasin, also a requirement by Cang Ji. He requires Warriors to wash hands after release for hygiene reasons.
But Cang Ji imitates humans without caring if the washbasin water is dirty or not; he mimicked human hand-washing without understanding the principle of plumbing, resulting in the basin being a muddy mess.
"Bai Xiaolong, I can’t take it anymore, my eyes are about to be blinded, why did you bring me to such a disgusting place?"
During the gap when the Warrior washed hands, Meng Yang angrily glared at Bai Xiaolong.
There are so many ways to shoot poison needles, why insist on hiding on the toilet roof?
The murky air rises, it’s smellier up here than below.
"I’m also puzzled; the poison needle box is mine, the credit is mine, why are you following me?"
"I endure humiliation for the sake of the Human Race, did you come here to enjoy feces?"
Bai Xiaolong mocked.
Meng Yang’s mind must be filled with water.
Clearly a job for one person, yet you come seeking filth, who can be blamed?
"I’m not here but to protect you!"
Meng Yang felt angry and headache.
"Are you foolish? You have Human medicinal pills and can trade them in Jing Niao City for something, don’t you understand profit margins? You and I waste time here, don’t you find it smelly?"
