"Mr. Bai, there are a lot of people who have left."

In an underground facility somewhere in Ashlon City, the secretary stood by the door, looking a little melancholy.

The air was filled with the smell of sweat and metal, and the exhaust fan creaked and swirled, making an unpleasant sound.

This situation reminded him of the rows of cells where federal data talents were held when Guan 2 was arrested in the first district of the federation that day.

The former "nameless" can be said to be lawless. But since that night, all power has been lost to the Federation. No one wears the white mask anymore, so there is no need to bear the responsibility of serving the organization for the rest of their lives.

Now, even the hatred that supports them can't blind their sanity.

This is probably a good thing, but for the white coat, it can only make matters worse.

Hearing this, he sighed silently. There was only plain water in the cup in front of him, and the table was unstable and very shabby.

"Let them go together, have a care, let them take their equipment, and choose a back road for them."

The secretary answered and left the room. As soon as the door opened, Sun Wuru heard the sound of dense and heavy breathing huddled on both sides of the corridor.

He smelled disappointment.

The door of the room closed again, and Lin Qionglu shrank behind Sun Wuru, not daring to speak.

Now, only Sun Wuru and the white coat are left, looking at each other.

He couldn't see the eyes behind the sunglasses clearly, as long as the white coat was willing, Sun Wuru could only see an illusion. But now he really wants to help Sun ruthlessly, and it makes no sense to use the gift again.

But he still didn't understand.

"I don't understand." He finally blurted out, his brows furrowed deeply, and the eyes behind his sunglasses were a little helpless and puzzled.

He didn't understand that Sun Wuru's purpose in coming to this place was so ordinary. Even, it has nothing to do with the revenge of the "nameless".

"Zhong Liwang knows about this." Sun was ruthlessly silent for a moment, but still sincerely confessed: "He said that he wanted me to see the real world, and he also said that I would come over if Qin Chu'an was in danger." ”

But what he didn't know was that the one who came to answer him was actually "Nameless". There is a feud between them, although Sun Wuru is not deep in this hatred, Qi Huan is certainly one of his friends, but almost half a year has passed, even if he knows that the white coat in front of him is one of the masterminds, he can't raise his interest in revenge.

Not to mention that he can't kill the person in front of him, the most important thing at the moment is how to untie this troubled knot in his heart.

Memory loss, brother killed, fleeing the Union. For solving this big mess, Sun Wuru didn't have a clue. By mistake, he arrives in Ashlon City, only to discover that the people who come to help him have completely different purposes and beliefs.

It's a bit naïve.

What era, still believe in their own blood.

It's not time for one person to change the world. Without "friends", Sun Wuru really felt that he had achieved nothing. Even if the white coat brings hundreds of people to help, it is not as good as the words of a "friend".

What does he take to fight against those unrivaled powers?

The white coat also sighed and shook his head. Zhong Liwang was the only person who could carry his ideals, and he should have chosen to return to his old age and become a member of the academy after reporting to Yan Yi, instead of continuing to run around in this dark force.

Now, too, he sees that people's hearts are no longer united.

Another generation, and no one will remember the hatred with the Union. Those who fled from the Federation do not talk about the past, and their descendants do not bother to understand.

The momentum of escaping Monaco just now may be the last pride of "Nameless".

This pride slowly faded after hearing Sun's ruthless purpose.

What's the point of asking them to give their lives to do something like this?

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"The reality of the world." The white coat chewed on the words that Zhong Liwang threw to Sun Wuru, and said slowly: "As I said earlier, the original purpose of 'Nameless' was to break the autocracy. This tyranny did not come from a certain person or group, and we were not aware of the existence of the academy at the time, but Zhong Liwang told me that humanity is evolving to a higher level of life, and my gift is a good example of this. But this evolution is not natural, someone is manipulating everything, not even more than just one federal country. We are all their nourishment. ”

"Nutrients?" Lin Qionglu was a little incomprehensible.

"Gifts are flawed, and strength is short-lived. And the incompatibility of gifts is a big problem, and having only one gift, to be honest, is not of much use. The white coat pushed his sunglasses and said, "So it takes a lot of experiments to cultivate an individual who can be compatible with all gifts, and this is the truly evolved human being." You and I, and this little girl, are only half-finished. Being strong is not about how much power you have, but how many rules you have mastered. ”

"But evolution is irreversible." Before Sun Wuru could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a white coat.

"I'm not saying that it hinders evolution, I just think that if there is already a person who is standing at the highest point and controlling everything, then our efforts are useless. No matter how you choose, there is only one ending, and we are excluded from probability from the beginning. This passage echoed in the white coat's mind day and night, so the exit was also very decisive: "This is not the true meaning of freedom, we have no choice, but we want to choose, this is our freedom." ”

Sun ruthlessly couldn't find fault with this passage, and even wanted to applaud him.

Not because of how noble his beliefs are, but because he can spend his whole life practicing this simple and noble ideal.

Many people forget that the Federation was born because of freedom.

If he stayed in Dongguo, he would definitely be valued by the academy, why did he work so hard so that he is now old and frail.

"Our activities in the Federation over the past 20 years have been to hinder the process of full intelligence of the Federation." The white coat said, "To pave the way for another organization." ”

"Lost Oasis?" The word popped up in Sun Wuru's mind for the first time.

"To be honest, we don't have anything to do with this organization. Their members are all law enforcers, but the 'nameless' are more ordinary people. It's just that all I can think of, this is the only one. The white coat called up a piece of information and analyzed it little by little: "The purpose that 'Nameless' can achieve in the Federation is to slow down the pace of the Federation, and when they can't suppress it, give them a fatal blow." From then on, our mission will come to an end, and another organization will vacate and take our place. Now it seems that there is only a lost oasis. ”

His tone was a little lonely, it wasn't a conjecture, it was something that had happened. It's not that the "nameless" convictions are not strong enough, but that they have already used up all their strength, and in the next battle, they are no longer needed.

It doesn't matter who it is, whether it's a person or an organization, there will always be a day when you will grow old.

Perhaps, the same is true of this society.

"If you change your purpose, we can still work hard for you for a while." The white coat shrugged: "But now, it's just these people." ”

"If that's the case, why are you forcing me to keep me in 'Nameless'?" Sun ruthlessly asked about the conditions he told him in front of everyone, looking at the dilapidated stainless steel cup in front of him, his tired eyes were reflected in some muddy water: "If this is a ploy to calm the army's mind, why are you talking to me so frustrating now?" ”

"I'm the leader, and of course I won't say that to them." The white coat raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "But if I don't say it, it doesn't mean they don't know." I want to tell you that the morale of the army has collapsed, and our success rate is very low, but that does not mean that I have thrown in the towel. Before he finished speaking, he clicked on the screen in front of him, and the "nameless" intelligent system was still running, building a flexible network in the deep underground to support his decision-making.

One report after another swept in front of him, and flakes of data fell like snowflakes, and of course, most of the indicators were red.

Sun is accustomed to this kind of interface, because this is how the "friend" describes the operation of an event to him. The abundance of red indicators here should indicate that the situation is not ideal.

The Federation will never do uncertain tasks, so what Sun ruthlessly sees is always a green number. If the success rate is less than 90%, the "friend" will continue to prepare until everything is ready.

But for Bai Da Coat, he is used to such a situation.

The numbers are constantly changing, but the metrics that represent the organization's headcount are slowly stabilizing at one value. A handful of people on the map left Ashlon City along the secret passages, and their departure lowered the values of many indicators, proving that the power of Nameless had dropped to a low point again.

"Let's start, let's draw up a battle plan, you and I, if you don't worry about this little girl, of course she can also listen." The white coat's expression became serious and proud again, and he met Sun Wuru's somewhat skeptical gaze: "'Nameless' has always grown up in this situation, and what I tell you is the difficulties we face, and this kind of difficulty, we experience every day. Now the situation in the Middle East is still very uncertain, Russia will support some organizations, and after this mission, we will gradually merge with other organizations, so I want you to follow me, you really want to follow me. If I don't take out insurance, I can't be convinced by Mr. Zhongli's words alone. ”

He began to carefully go through each report, come up with hypotheses for computer simulation, and if he had a good idea, he would record it. The target was a small dot out of reach, but the white coat just walked forward step by step, and the light spots on the tactical screen gradually moved forward. Countless possibilities converge into a rushing river, just to break through the obstacles and improve the odds of winning.

Even a little, even from 1% to 2%, for the "nameless" there is a need for effort.

They're used to being poor, so they're good at saving money.

It's just that people are always not as good as heaven.

The day after they arrived at the underground facility, an urgent email broke straight into the White Coat's tactical screen.

Sun Wuru is next to him, he must rely on the intelligent system here to understand the outside world, and now the situation in the entire Ashlon City is very tense, and the Federation and the Black Tower are really fighting, but because of the black box created by the Black Tower, the information here has not yet been transmitted. And Yu Nian and Nuoda have sent a signal of peace to all countries, and it has not been revoked, so the whole world is in a mess and does not know what is happening here.

But on the third day of Sun's ruthless escape from the Federation, the Federation finally issued a notice to the world.

"Within 12 days, if the Vatican does not lift the information blockade of the city of Ashlon, country Y, ICBMs will descend on this country. The Federation has pledged not to use nuclear weapons, but it still has the strength to maintain peace in the region. ”

The announcement was issued by the President of the Federation, and just as the White Coat received this message, the aircraft carrier on the east coast of the Federation began to turn its bow.

The world is finally starting to mess up.