With the steering wheel in hand, Tours leaned over slightly, and walked intently through the darkening streets of the evening. His natural fox ears gently swayed in his ears, catching every whisper of the city, his tail wiggling faintly behind his seat, in harmony with the rhythm of the Chrysler Crossfire Roadster. Inside the car, Xia Xiu reclined in the passenger seat, the silver cane in his hand rested horizontally on his lap, his golden eyes through the window, quietly observing the changing scenery around him.

As the sports car pulls into Hell's Kitchen, the historic neighborhood wakes up in the twilight and the neon lights begin to light up little by little.

In Manhattan at dusk, the sky is dyed a gentle golden purple by the sunset.

Tours drove the Chrysler Crossfire Roadster down the road to Hell's Kitchen, lined with old-fashioned brick buildings warmly and old in the afterglow, and windows reflecting twinkles of light.

"Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, where normalcy has been replaced by anomalies, and the laws of the Junction expand outward through the cracks of space. Most of these laws are dilapidated and chaotic, and they make the dead alive and the living mad – in this case, architecture, portraits, sculptures...... These artistic objects are all endowed with terrifying active characteristics. ”

The fox-eared boy in the driver's seat began to introduce the strategic area that the New Alliance had assigned to the Authority.

It's no longer just humans who come and go on the streets.

In this magical realism world, vampires dressed in costumes, giants of varying heights, and scaly creatures with long tails make up the daily routine of Hell's kitchen. They make small talk in cafes or haggle in front of roadside stalls, and their language is diverse and sophisticated, but it all resonates here.

The sky overhead is a continuous display of wonders.

Sometimes transparent whales swim slowly through the clouds, their huge figures cast on the streets, or pterodactyls like fairytales flying by in swarms, they mark graceful trajectories through the air.

At sunset, the sky becomes a flowing canvas painted with silhouettes of the sun's afterglow and flying creatures.

Somewhere in Hell's Kitchen, there may be a door that leads directly to another dimension, and passers-by may get lost in the otherworldly forest if they accidentally break into. And in the ordinary-looking alcoves, there may be hidden entrances to the underground secret market, where magic potions, forbidden relics, and starlight capture containers are sold.

"Every brick and stone, every wall in Hell's Kitchen has the potential to be alive, and buildings are no longer static havens, but entities with their own consciousness. The towering buildings sometimes bend and twist, as if dancing to the command of silent music. Their windows are seeping, and you can sometimes see them blinking, like eyes watching the busy life on the street. ”

Xia Xiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the streets of Hell's Kitchen, and as Tours said, he could sense the unusual EVE tide throughout Hell's Kitchen.

The so-called architectural activation is more like an anomalous phenomenon caused by the shock of the structure of reality, which usually occurs during occult warfare and is related to reality reconstruction events.

EVA tides can cause disturbance and disruption to paranormal things that operate based on thaumaturgical theory. In some extreme cases, the EVE tide is capable of interfering with the affected object at a conceptual level, causing it to acquire paranormal properties.

This strong, short-lived EVE tide, known as EVE particle tremors, is a significant real threat.

Interestingly, Hell's Kitchen happens to be stuck in the conflict lot between the New World City and the Junction.

Phase conflict is a collision between two realities that results in the EVE tidal phenomenon in a specific area, which often has a huge advantage - the greatest benefit being the ability to form paranormal enclaves similar to those of Three Portlands.

Xia Xiu observed for a long time, and then came to a conclusion about the current situation of the Authority.

"The current situation with the Authority is really not very optimistic. One of the so-called Big Three of the New Alliance, it looks more like a rubber stamp. ”

The so-called rubber stamp often refers to a person or institution with a lot of power in law but very little power in practice, which is only used to carry out functions and powers, and has no main power but must be established to maintain the legitimacy of the process.

Rubber stamps rarely veto, or veto, certain proposals that are called for

"Rubber stamps? A very apt political metaphor. Turce was stunned at the unfamiliar term for a moment, and then he nodded approvingly.

"Hell's Kitchen is really big problems right now, and I've seen a lot of them now."

As the sports car slowly drove down the streets of Hell's Kitchen, Xia Xiu's eyes were scrutinizing every corner of this unique neighborhood.

His eyes were sharp and perceptive, as if he could see through the hustle and bustle of the surface to see the truth hidden deep in the streets.

He noticed the accumulation of garbage on the roadside, the pungent smell emitted by the wind, and the dilapidated public facilities that were obscured by graffiti, all of which hinted at the challenges of municipal management.

Xia Xiu's nose moved slightly, and he could feel the smell of dust and chemicals mixed in the air, which was not suitable for such a vibrant community.

He could even observe pedestrians hurrying through the sidewalks, their bodies contaminated with germs.

His spirit continued to wander the city, sensing the smell of stagnant water in the gutters, and the occasional noise from the sewer covers on street corners, as if something was stirring in the depths.

Overhead, the wires hanging from the poles are intricate, some of them bare, implying terrible safety hazards.

"The municipal problems here are so big that they can't be ignored. I just looked at the basic regulations of the New Union on the road, and found that the Addison government had assigned Hell's Kitchen to the Authority and removed the magistrates. This may seem like a sign of respect for our kingdom of heaven, but it's actually just taking off your pants and farting, and drawing nonsense.

It is already undisguised to abolish all administrative systems and to completely liberate such a multi-ethnic autonomous region in the region to us. ”

Hearing this, Turce who was driving the car shrugged helplessly and replied:

"I also know that a large and stable administrative system is responsible for the key to the functioning of the city and the quality of life of its residents. These issues relate to the areas of responsibility of the municipal or local government, including infrastructure, public services, urban planning, environmental protection, traffic management, public safety and financial management.

The Authority is now the titular city hall of Hell's Kitchen, and you've seen the scene just now: the alien races on the streets, the anomalous creatures roaming the sky, and the Xenotypes that can be seen everywhere.

We all know these problems, but they are difficult to manage. These intricate issues have formed a huge mess – cutting and sorting. ”

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside."

Xia Xiu's index finger tapped the cane and said in a deep voice:

"The Authority's organizational reforms, the recapture of power by the New Alliance, and the subsequent policy of expanding political influence – all of these will all be put on the back burner.

Now that I've officially taken up the post of head of the Authority's headquarters in the Addison Federation, I need to take care of all the problems in my jurisdiction, especially the municipal problems in Hell's Kitchen. ”

The Fourth Sword Bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven said in one sentence the issues that the Authority was dealing with now, as well as the focus of his next work.

"The first priority now is to restructure the Hell's Kitchen administration, and the new administrative system must have the Authority at its core."

"How long do you expect it to take?" Tours paused on the steering wheel as he asked this, and the Chrysler Crossfire Roadster slowly stopped.

The scene ahead was like a scene torn apart from another world: a bridge clearly no longer able to bear its weight, crumbling concrete blocks and twisted steel bars scattered haphazardly on the pavement, blocking the already heavy traffic.

In the midst of this unexpected ruin, two medium-sized white dragons are fighting.

They each occupy a space of five feet square, and their roars are deafening with wildness and rage.

Instead of fire, the dragon's mouth of these mysterious creatures exhaled a cold, biting chill that made the air around them seem to condense. They had noticeable breakage in their scales and seemed to have just been through a fierce battle, but that didn't dampen their scrappy instincts.

The residents of Hell's Kitchen seem to have become accustomed to such scenes, keeping a safe distance, taking detours, or standing from a distance to watch, their expressions showing a hint of surprise but also calmness.

And some of the bold aliens gathered not far away, making all kinds of clamours to coax the two white dragons with limited intelligence, and they were looking for excitement in this sudden street show.

Xia Xiu squinted slightly at the two white dragons in front of him who were biting a piece, and at the same time answered the question of Turce just now:

"The five-year plan that has been announced is the core of all the reservist decision-makers in the future, and my itinerary includes not only the work of the Authority, but also the establishment of Ivy League colleges, so I hope to finalize the leadership of the Authority in Hell's Kitchen within three months, and build a complete local administrative system."

"Three months...... A bit too rushed. Turce smacked his tongue.

The above decisions are often related to the fate of these migrant workers.

Three months to solve and build Hell's Kitchen is a bit too rushed in time.

He would not have been skeptical of Hugh Abraham's use of force, but his managerial and administrative abilities were unknown.

"Time is running out, every second counts." Xia Xiu let out a breath of turbidity, "My work for a long time in the next part will be to expand around the construction work, and the competition for completing the Golden Ring is called the Ivy War. But this war is more of a war of creators than a violent one. ”

In the so-called Ivy War, although force occupies a link, construction and creation are the key to the Ivy League.

It is always harder to create than to destroy, and it is not who can fight to win the fruits of victory in the Ivy War.

"What we need to do now is to make it clear to everyone on the outside world that Hell's Kitchen is a special administrative district under the kingdom of heaven – and here, the Authority is the boss."

A sudden chill shattered the calm in the car.

This feeling is different from ordinary cold, it carries an indescribable deterrent power, as if it can touch the depths of the soul directly, making people shudder.

The fourth sword-wielder in the Heavenly Kingdom suddenly exuded this terrifying aura that people couldn't ignore. His face was still as calm as water, but the air around him seemed to be condensed, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Sitting in the driver's seat, the fox-eared boy suddenly stood on end, his crisis sense was triggered again, and for a moment, he felt a cold chill to his bones.

He instinctively turned to the side and turned his gaze to Xia Xiu, wanting to observe the other party.

Just as he turned his head, his eyes caught a glimpse of a purple-gold figure behind the blonde young man.

"Hum—"

A low, strong voice suddenly sounded, as if it was a call from another dimension.

The sound of this voice is a sign that everything in the world around us is about to be turned upside down.

【Crown Blessing: Time Slot——】

"Time Sink: Time Warp Pause—"

Sisyphus emerges from nothingness, and in an instant, the hustle and bustle of Hell's Kitchen is replaced by a surreal stillness.

The surrounding colors quickly faded into monotonous gray-white tones, and only Sisyphus and Xia Xiu still retained their original bright colors.

Turce still maintained the posture of turning his head to look at Xia Xiu, his expression frozen in that moment, as if time had been deliberately pressed the pause button.

The blonde young man's eyes were indifferent and cold, staring at the white dragon in front of him, who was also stagnant.

Behind him, a "8" shaped Möbius ring suddenly appeared under the feet of [Sisyphus].

With the twisting of the Möbius ring, Sisyphus appeared in front of the two white dragons who had been stopped at a speed beyond common sense.

It raised its fists alof, and around the fists formed ripples of air, which were both the focus of power and a distortion of the space around it.

At a moment's moment, the two white dragons were fixed in place, their figures coming to life in the gray-white world, as if they were carefully carved sculptures.

At this moment, time seemed to have lost its meaning to them, and their powerful bodies and mouths that had not yet closed were frozen in this moment, silently waiting for the coming storm.

Sisyphus is particularly active in this still world, raising its fists high, turning into afterimages with each swing, pouring unimaginable power on the bodies of the two white dragons.

Bang bang bang –

Each punch was accompanied by a power beyond common sense, and their scales seemed fragile under this force, like dead leaves that could easily crumble in autumn.

The impact of this force caused cracks in the white dragon's sturdy shell, and the internal structure was constantly under unbearable pressure.

In the process, cracks appear in their bodies, and these cracks appear particularly vivid in the gray world, like a rift in the deep sea, suggesting an impending collapse.

Their scales were dented, flesh and blood flew out, then bones shattered, and horrific blood foamed outward.

The sound of "bang bang bang" echoed in the gray world, and in less than three seconds, hundreds of huge blood-colored hollows appeared on the white dragon's body, and their skulls were even more chilling huge spaces, and blood beads were suspended in the gray space.

Those blood beads suspended in the air seemed to be liberated souls, slowly drifting away in the gray space.

After the two white dragons that affected the municipal government were crushed and scattered, the Mobius ring under the feet of [Sisyphus] flashed away, and he appeared behind Xia Xiu again.

Time began to return to normal.

In the sports car, Tours kept his head in the same motion, for some reason, his heart felt a pounding in that moment, and when his gaze caught the flashing purple-gold incarnation, he felt as if he was silent.

The silence did not last long, however, and it was soon broken by the sound ahead—a roar like the fall of a torrential rain, followed by the screams of passers-by, full of horror, fear, and disbelief.

Knock Knock Knock –

"Ahh

"Hey, this ...... Broken bones, damn it, how did he run out of my mouth, vomit-"

"The clothes I just bought !!"

Turce subconsciously cast his gaze forward, the two originally mighty white dragons were inexplicably covered with dense pits at this moment, as if they had suddenly been penetrated by an invisible force.

They are like fountains at the moment, splashing their "enthusiasm" outward.

The rain of blood poured down and splashed mercilessly around it, a sight that transcended the laws of nature, full of surreal horror beauty.

The air was filled with a large mist of blood, which drifted away with the wind, and the fragments of broken bones were scattered like seeds scattered into the field, scattered on the alien race who were still watching and heathing just now.

These aliens were without exception at this moment, and some of them looked terrified, as if they had been immobilized under a spell; Some were stunned, looking at the poignant scene ahead at a loss; A little irritable, they frantically yelled at the white dragon's corpse.

"Tours, I like order." The blonde young man looked at the terrible dragon corpse casually, "Hell's Kitchen is too messy. ”

He looked back at Tours.

"Take me to the headquarters of the Authority, I've seen all the scenery I should see. The scenery is hard to compliment, and the air quality around me reminds me of the first [juggernaut] who died at my hands - the air quality here is as serious about other people's health as he was at my initial impression. ”

"Understood." Tours glanced at the two white dragons, which were as dead as they were, and then drove away as the blond youth had commanded.

And Xia Xiu gave a new command to [Adam] in his mind.

"Adam, let Intelligence Officer Pansy Jane prepare a debriefing report, and when I get to HQ, I need to know the basic situation of all the forces involved in Hell's Kitchen right now."

[Orders have been given!] ]

(End of chapter)