Vol 13 Chapter 174: 1st line of life

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I even saw blood flowing out of Mr. Cayenne's fingers, falling to the ground drop by drop, accumulating a big pool. Mr. Cayenne was too lazy to deal with this injury. It can be seen that the previous battle was really fierce. Absolutely, it's not easy.
Facing Mr. Cayenne's question, Fang Linyan shook his head and said:
"No, the opposite is very closely guarded."
Mr. Cayenne said lightly:
"I have endured this period of time for the people who helped you, and I have already played all my cards. If you have nothing to do, when the time is up, we can only wait to die."
Fang Linyan took a deep look at Mr. Cayenne, and then said rudely:
"You are doing your best for your own life! You are not helping Wang Wu and the others, because if they die, do you think you will be spared?"
Mr. Cayenne threw away the cigarette and raised his voice:
"Do you think I want to get into this ghost place?"
Fang Linyan said calmly:
"If it wasn't for them to rescue you, you and your people are all dead now, can you still argue with me here?"
Mr. Cayenne raised his head sharply and stared directly at Fang Linyan. The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and their eyes almost collided with sparks, but in the end, Mr. Cayenne took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out:
"I can live, but Xu Dabeard and Orihime will definitely die."
He speaks first, which means that he is softened to some extent.

at the same time,
Just five or six kilometers away,
Among the temporarily established war headquarters,
The smell of vomit and alcohol still wafted in the air, the tables and stools remained messy before, and the cold scraps on the table attracted many flies and mosquitoes, buzzing in the air.
At present, the urban construction of Kyoto is still in a mess. You can see from the window next to it. There is a stinky ditch more than 30 meters away. There is a lot of domestic garbage floating in it, and there is even a dead dog soaked. Up, his belly is bulging, as if poking it will explode with a bang.
There are still people coming and going, but it is no longer the beautiful maid who is shuttled, but the sweaty and nervous assistants and staff officers. Some of them are looking at the battle map next to them, while others are constantly asking questions. Telegram manuscript.
All these changes were caused by an emergency call sent two hours ago.
The content of this urgent telegram is very short, only eight words:
It seems that there has been a big change, and the peace talks have encountered obstacles.
These eight characters, like eight sap sticks, slammed on the heads of these arrogant and crazy Japanese generals and staff officers, causing them to stare at the stars!
So this carnival also came to an abrupt end! Everyone started to get busy, but they were like flies without heads, scurrying around, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, a messenger came hurriedly, probably because he was in a panic and anxious, so he tripped over the table outside where he had guested on the reception platform.
Suddenly, there was a sound of "crashing", and even a table was brought down, and the white cloth that was hastily covered the table slipped directly. The white cloth on the table was stained with red wine, and it rolled on the ground at this time, looking like a blood-stained, shocking shroud.
Losing the cover of the white cloth, the table also revealed the old and mottled surface inside, exuding a rancid smell, like a country that was trying to climb out of the quagmire. The inner lining is still rotting.
After the fall, the messenger's face turned pale in pain, but he limped up with gritted teeth, and then handed out the telegram in his hand:
"Ministry of Foreign Affairs urgently! There is a suspected coup d'etat in the Qing Kingdom, and the specific situation is still being verified!"
(Note: In 1871, the Great Northern Company of Denmark had already built a submarine cable from Hong Kong via Shanghai to Nagasaki, and it has been more than 20 years so far. Therefore, it is not difficult for Japan to quickly obtain the news of the Qing Dynasty with its national strength. (Yes, because wireless telegraphy is not yet widespread, it is still a problem to make timely contact with the sailing ship.)
Shanxian, who received the telegram, had a pale face, and after hurriedly reading it, he immediately pushed the telegram to the messenger:
"Give this telegram to Your Excellency Ito immediately!"
Immediately afterwards, more information was sent by telegram:
"A military minister of the Qing Dynasty returned the silver note we sent out. He said that the previous secret agreement was difficult to continue to carry out, and the reason turned out to be unwarranted!"
"The German Minister to China, Kimmich, said that the peace talks have now fallen into many obstacles, as intractable as the December ice on the Rhine. Li Gongzhang has overturned everything he had promised before. Mr Hee expressed regret, but that's politics."
"The French Minister has also heard that there seem to be some problems within the Qing Kingdom. Unfortunately, these problems are not friendly to Japan at present. The French Minister regrets this."
"Here's a telegram from Shanghai saying that the Qing coup seems to be related to their empress dowager."
"........"
Looking at the bad news that came flying like snowflakes, the muscles on General Shanxian's face twitched slightly. A mess.
This guy is like a trapped beast, walking around in his office, completely forgetting the impassioned words at the reception before:
"The whole of Asia is destined to be Japan's Asia. Any obstacle that stands in the way of the rise of the Japanese Empire should be completely removed--either with a katana sword, or with a large lead bomb!"
Soon, another telegram was sent, Shanxian opened it and couldn't help but patted the table and roared loudly:
"Baga! Everyone in the Xuanyang Society should be cut to their stomachs! Why are such outrageous false information sent here! Look at it! It says that the most powerful court messenger and the empress dowager in the Qing Kingdom are dead."
After he finished roaring and venting, he took a few deep breaths, and then gradually calmed down, and then rang the bell to call a confidential staff officer, who resisted his anger and said:
"Where does this information from Kawaguchi of Xuanyang Club come from?"
The confidential staff officer immediately went to inquire about the information, and turned back after a while and said:
"Kawaguchi Harujie who sent this information is a senior spy. He got the information from the British special envoy William. The information that Kawaguchi got back has been verified and most of them are very credible. "
Shanxian resisted the urge to roar, pressed his aching temple with his hand, and then said with some doubts:
"If there is a coup d'etat in the Qing Kingdom, it must happen in the capital. Why should you believe the news from William's side in Shanghai?"
The Confidential Staff showed a superior quality:
"Although British envoy William is still in Shanghai, he has a very close relationship with Robert Hurd, the chief tax officer of customs."
"As we all know, Mr. Hurd has survived in China's political environment for 40 years, and it can be expected that he will continue to stay there, so the reliability of the news on Hurd's side is very high... …

The staff was still talking, when a messenger suddenly rushed in from outside. He seemed to have completely lost his mind, so much that he rushed in without even knocking on the door.
And this messenger's face was pale, as if he was completely lost, and he was dirty all over his body, and there was blood on his forehead. Obviously, he fell hard several times along the way, but he didn't realize it.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"
"After the Prime Minister saw the telegram we sent, he immediately vomited blood, and then fell into a coma."
"I heard that something happened at the Prime Minister's house. The doctor said that the situation is very bad. Japan... Japan is going to sink!"

According to the development of history, the Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War is actually more like a game between Li Gongzhang and Prime Minister Ito Hirobumi.
Both of them are among the best figures in the country, both of them have great prestige, they can barely combine all forces, and they are both the core figures in the country.
Once they have an accident, the political and military blank space left behind is enough for domestic politicians to compete for more than half a year or even a year like wild dogs fighting for bones before they can finally stand out.
And the chaos that arises during the competition means endless internal friction and political strife, which is of no benefit to the entire country, let alone a weak and small country that is still at war.
Fang Linyan also did not expect that his temporary intention to make small troubles actually only wanted to stop the peace talks on Li Gongzhang's side, but he did not expect the butterfly effect to be implicated in Ito Bowen.
And in his mind at this time, he was speeding up the possibility of how to bring Wang Wu and others out alive.
But unfortunately, the Mobius mark is not omnipotent. If Fang Linyan wants to escape alone, there is great hope. But if you want to make a big difference in living people and take away the dying Li San and Wang Wudu together, it will be even more difficult.
Seeing that time passed quickly, more than half an hour had passed, Mr. Cayenne found Fang Linyan again, and said seriously:
"Is there really nothing you can do here?"
Fang Linyan sighed and shook his head slightly:
"I'm not playing with you either. It should be fine for me to escape alive, but it's very difficult to bring you along."
Mr. Cayenne stared at Fang Linyan's eyes for a while, and then said seriously:
"I have! Even I can make sure that Wang Wu and Li San can be taken away in time, but there is a shortage of a broken person and 300,000 common points."
Fang Linyan was not surprised after hearing this. Mr. Cayenne is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He has long been aware of this. He must have thought carefully about making such a request at this moment, so Fang Linyan said:
"Tell me specifically."
Mr. Cayenne simply took out a prop. This prop is a golden plot quality thing, its name is: any door, and the number of uses is 2/4.
The introduction of this item is that after using this item, an arbitrary door will be generated in place.
The initial energy of any door is 5%, and it will absorb the surrounding energy for charging. The charging speed is not fixed. In the fastest case, you can get 1% charging progress every 10 seconds, but in the slowest case , it is estimated that it will take forty seconds to get a 1% charge progress.
However, if you are in a place with poor energy, you can also recharge by directly burning the general point. However, no matter what kind of charging method is used, the speed of charging 1% in 10 seconds is already the limit, it will only be slower but not faster. The reason why he asked Fang Linyan for 300,000 utility points.
When any door is successfully charged by 50%, the holder will get a holographic map within ten square kilometers when entering the door. You can select the teleportation location of any door on the holographic map, and then transfer the The holder is placed at the designated location.
If the holder wants to carry multiple people to teleport, an additional charge of more than 10% is required. To put it directly, if Mr. Cayenne wants to run alone, he can enter any door with a charge of 50%.
If he wants to take one person away, he needs to charge up to 60%, 70% for two, 80% for three...and so on, he can only take five people at most.
Therefore, in theory, as long as any door can be charged up to 100%, Mr. Cayenne can take Wang Wu and Li San with him, except for the female ninja and his cronies, the bearded horse bandits. Not really bragging.
Of course, the most important thing is that when the arbitrary door starts to charge, it will make a loud noise and cannot be terminated, so just like Fang Linyan performed the ritual before, it needs someone to guard, and once the arbitrary door is attacked After that, it takes ten seconds to re-stabilize the internal energy balance and execute the teleportation.
In this regard, Fang Linyan repeatedly questioned, and Mr. Cayenne told him that the arbitrary door is not weak, and of course it is definitely not indestructible.
It has a double-layered defense. The enemy's attack must first break through the ion shield with 1000 health points on any door, and then damage its core armor, and the core armor has five absolute health points.
To be honest, is such a defense strong? Really strong.
But considering that the enemy who attacked it is likely to be the elite of the Japanese army guarding Kyoto, such a defense seems so weak.
Just after thinking about it for less than five seconds, Fang Linyan traded all the general points on his body to Mr. Cayenne:
"I only have so many general-purpose points now. Although I don't have 300,000 points, the difference shouldn't be much, right?"
Mr. Cayenne did not speak, and he lowered his eyes and did not know what he was thinking.
And Fang Linyan's words made him look up suddenly!
"Your conspiracy, I'll take it! Leave the portal to me, but you have to sign a contract with me that is witnessed by space!"
There was a sharp needle-like light in Mr. Cayenne's eyes:
"What contract?"