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"Heaven?"
Su Hui's knuckles tapped lightly on the sofa armrest, the sound echoing clearly in the empty training room.
"A paradise occupied by visitors from another world, and also housing Saran Johnson."
He repeated it in a low voice, a playful smile curving his lips.
The amount of information contained here is truly fascinating.
"Specific location."
Su Hui stopped wasting words and gave the order directly.
“A suburban farm in Pennsylvania, near the New York State border.”
Ava quickly brought up a map on the tablet and presented the precise coordinates to Su Hui.
.......
.......
The next morning, a biting wind, carrying heavy snowflakes, continued to relentlessly sweep across the entire city of Torrance.
A jet-black, futuristic-looking armed helicopter slowly ascended into the air, breaking through the dark clouds amidst the deafening roar of its propellers tearing through the air.
The atmosphere inside the cabin was quiet and somber.
Su Hui leaned back in his comfortable chair, closing his eyes to rest. His well-tailored black combat uniform accentuated his legendary, domineering physique.
Beside him, 2B and Eve sat quietly like two perfect battle dolls, their silver hair gleaming softly under the cabin lights. Their gazes were fixed on Su Hui, a mixture of vigilance and silent protection.
Claire, on the other hand, seemed somewhat restless. Dressed in a smart combat suit, she gripped her musket tightly and kept looking out the porthole, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised tension and anticipation.
Saran Johnson, a name she could never let go of.
On the other side, Merlin was curled up in a large chair without any regard for his image, wrapped in a thick blanket, with only his small head showing. His long, silvery-white hair was spread out in a mess, and his blood-red pupils were full of sleepiness and resentment.
"Um... Su Hui, do we really have to leave so early... Can't I even sleep in..."
She complained in a soft, drawn-out tone, like a cat whose peaceful dream had been disturbed.
"Alright, stop complaining. This singularity is quite special; I'll need your help to locate the anchor point."
Su Hui smiled and reached out to ruffle Merlin's long, silvery-white hair.
Merlin felt the large hand on his head, and his complaints stopped abruptly.
She puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, then pulled her head back into the blanket, leaving only a small tuft of silver hair sticking out.
Harley, Tina, Mary, and Emma were left behind in Torrance. This operation was mainly for reconnaissance, and Su Hui only brought his most elite combat force and relevant informants.
As the helicopter drew closer to its destination, the view outside the window underwent a stunning transformation.
In the vast, white world, a vibrant patch of green suddenly appeared.
The desolate land below, covered by endless ice and snow, seemed to have been sliced open by an invisible giant blade.
A clear boundary appeared before everyone's eyes.
On one side of the boundary lies a desolate, apocalyptic wasteland ravaged by wind and snow.
On the other side, there was a vibrant green manor.
The warm sunlight seemed to pierce through the thick clouds, shining only on this land. The lush green lawns, neat fields, and the elegant white manor building in the center created a secluded pastoral scene.
An energy shield, almost invisible to the naked eye, like an inverted giant bowl, enveloped the entire manor. All the swirling snowflakes melted away the moment they touched the shield.
Inside the manor, the grass is lush and green, and crops can even be seen growing in the fields. Several beautiful white wooden houses are scattered in a pleasing manner, and warm lights shine through the windows, creating a sense of peace and tranquility that seems out of place in this era.
"This……"
Claire couldn't help but let out a soft gasp of amazement. She had never imagined that she could see such an incredible sight in this apocalyptic world.
"This is not a magical energy fluctuation."
Merlin had somehow peeked out from under the blanket, her blood-red eyes gleaming with professionalism, a far cry from her previous languidness.
"The operating mode of this energy field is more inclined towards... the rule field of the technology side, a spatial technology that can reverse the local environmental entropy value, which is very ingenious and stable."
A serious expression appeared on her small face, clearly indicating that this force had caught her attention.
As Merlin analyzed the situation, the helicopter continued to descend, and Su Hui, positioned high above, had already enveloped the entire manor with his legendary perception.
After his ascension to Legendary status, [Power Control - Domain] granted him unparalleled perception of the surrounding space.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the helicopter's fuselage, easily penetrating the light shield, and instantly locking onto the center of the farm estate.
over there,
He sensed a powerful and pure life energy, like a warm little sun, peaceful yet not to be ignored.
Not only that.
Su Hui could clearly "see" that there were many women moving freely on the farm. Their faces did not show the numbness and despair commonly seen in post-apocalyptic survivors. Instead, they had a sense of inner peace and smiles.
They worked on the farm and rested on the lawn, their faces beaming with peaceful and serene smiles—the most luxurious things in the end times.
Almost the instant Su Hui's senses locked onto the other party.
The energy source, as warm as the sun, reacted instantly.
A figure shot into the sky from the white buildings of the manor at an astonishing speed, leaving a faint golden trail in the air.
She hovered in mid-air, facing the roaring helicopter in the distance.
She was a tall woman with dazzling blonde hair tied into a neat bun at the back of her head, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, making her look both gentle and capable.
Her eyes were a sky-blue, filled with warmth and compassion, as if they could soothe any wound.
She wore a white combat suit with a futuristic feel. The tight-fitting design perfectly accentuated her mature and voluptuous curves. Her full breasts and pert buttocks formed a breathtaking arc, and her long legs were encased in white armor, exuding a sense of power.
What is most striking is the pair of golden wings made of pure energy that unfold behind her, making her look like an angel descended from mythology.
Angela Ziegler.
Her face was pure and gentle, and her gaze met Su Hui's deep eyes in mid-air through the helicopter window.
When she sensed the undisguised and incredibly powerful legendary-level pressure emanating from Su Hui, a hint of surprise and vigilance flashed in her beautiful blue eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
But her expression remained a gentle smile, without the slightest hostility.
"Welcome to the 'Shelter', guests from afar."
Her voice, amplified by some kind of loudspeaker, clearly entered the cabin. Her tone was calm and pleasant, yet she spoke with an unquestionable stance.
"We have no intention of making enemies of anyone, and we hope that everyone will not bring external disputes into this peaceful place."
The words were both soft and firm, conveying both welcome and warning.
A playful smile curved Su Hui's lips.
His voice carried out calmly, yet it contained a force not to be underestimated.
"Don't worry, we mean no harm."
"We've come here just to find a lost friend."
Upon hearing Su Hui's response, Angela seemed to sense the sincerity in his words. She nodded slightly and lowered her guard a little.
With a gentle flap of her light wings, she gestured "please" to the helicopter.
“Since you’ve come here as a guest, the ‘shelter’ will naturally welcome you.”
"Please land."
The helicopter descended slowly, passing through the invisible energy shield.
The moment you pass through the protective shield, the biting cold and howling wind vanish abruptly, replaced by a rush of warm, moist air that instantly invigorates you.
The plane eventually landed smoothly on the lawn in front of the estate.
The hatch opened, and Su Hui was the first to step out.
Claire, Eve, 2B, and Merlin followed closely behind.
The blonde woman slowly descended from the sky, her energy wings quietly retracting, and she walked over with elegant steps.
Upon closer inspection, one can better appreciate her unique blend of gentleness and resilience, resembling both a doctor dedicated to saving lives and a goddess protecting the battlefield.
“I am Angela Ziegler, the owner of this place.”
She extended her hand with a polite smile.
Su Hui gently shook her hand, feeling the softness and warmth of her palm.
"Su Hui."
After a brief introduction, Angela's gaze fell on Claire, who looked nervous, then swept over the doll-like 2B and Eve, and finally lingered for a moment on Merlin, who looked the most harmless.
"Please come with me."
She smiled and gestured "please" to Su Hui and his group, then turned and led them toward the white main building in the center of the manor.
The group was led to a spacious and bright living room.
The decor here is simple yet cozy, full of life. The spotless wooden floors, the delicately fragrant flowers, and the warm flames burning in the fireplace in the living room are all a stark contrast to the post-apocalyptic scene outside.
"Please have a seat. I'll go and prepare some hot tea and snacks for you."
Angela led them to the sofa in the living room, and then personally brought out several cups of steaming black tea and delicate pastries.
Angela treated them politely, like a warm and hospitable hostess.
Su Hui sat down on the sofa in the living room, looking out through the bright French windows at the peaceful farm and the female survivors who were busy in the fields.
Their faces did not show the numbness, fear, and despair commonly seen in post-apocalyptic survivors; instead, they were filled with love and hope for life.
“In such an apocalyptic world, to still have such a pure land, Ms. Ziegler, you surprise me.”
Su Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it made Angela, who had just returned with a cup of black tea and delicate pastries, pause slightly.
She placed the tray on the coffee table and responded with a smile.
"I'm just doing what I can to provide a place that innocent people can call 'home'."
Let's get straight to the point.
Su Hui nodded, picked up a cup of fragrant black tea, but didn't drink it; he just played with the warm cup.
He turned his head and gestured to Claire, who was sitting restlessly beside him:
"This is Claire, the friend she's looking for, named Saran Johnson."
"We received information that she might be here."
Su Hui paused at this point.
He turned to Angela, his deep gaze meeting her azure eyes with a hint of inquiry.
"Of course, we are also very curious about this place. What kind of power can support such a 'miracle'?"
"After all, as far as I know, this farm you're on is built on a dangerous 'singularity,' isn't it?"
"Finally, as visitors from another world, we are also very curious about your identity, but we don't know if these questions can be answered by you."
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After Su Hui posed three questions in a row, the atmosphere in the living room fell into a subtle silence.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of black tea and the crackling of firewood burning in the fireplace, but it couldn't dispel the invisible tension.
Angela's pure and gentle smile froze for an extremely brief moment.
Her sky-blue eyes saw an undeniable scrutiny in Su Hui's deep pupils—a scrutiny stemming from a higher level of strength.
This set off alarm bells in her heart.
"Visitors from another world?"
Angela shifted her gaze from Su Hui's composed face and slowly swept it over the people behind him.
The two silver-haired women were as exquisitely beautiful as dolls, yet their aura was as cold as frost.
The red-haired girl holding a gun blade, her expression a mixture of tension and anticipation.
Finally, there was the silver-haired loli curled up on the sofa, seemingly the most harmless, yet she instinctively felt a sense of mystery that was impossible to fathom.
Angela gently put down her teacup, the cup and saucer clinking together with a soft, crisp sound.