Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 2270: Mysterious organisation
Previously on Apocalypse Gachapon...
"So this is the global storm here—it's truly terrifying."
"Yeah, today's is exceptionally strong. It'll probably take several years for the surface conditions to recover."
When Ye Zhongming returned to the spaceport where the Su Clan and the small-race alliance were stationed, he heard White Robe and Jie Su talking by the window. When they saw Ye Zhongming, both of them smiled.
"Good haul?"
Seeing Qiuqiu bouncing around lively on the side, they knew the problem had been resolved, and naturally asked about Kunzuo's spatial ring.
With his two brothers, Ye Zhongming had nothing to hide. He first took out Kunzuo's hand bone and asked if they knew what it was, but neither of the others knew.
Ye Zhongming then brought out the landscape-and-birds sheepskin scroll and showed it to them, asking what it was.
White Robe still shook his head, but Jie Su's eyes lit up. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be called a Puziran Hand Scroll."
Jie Su sighed, his gaze filled with envy, saying, "As expected, peak experts always have good things," and slowly continued: "This thing isn't made by the cosmic races at all—it's entirely wheel technology. Its function is to replenish energy, and at an extremely rapid rate. Even for a peak expert, it's very useful."
The fact that Kunzuo had carried it on him also proved that what Jie Su said was true."As you can see, the pictures on the Puziran Hand Scroll have faded to almost white, because the energy contained in it has basically been fully absorbed."
After saying that, Jie Su suddenly asked, "Zhongming, at your level, how fast does the Puziran Hand Scroll replenish energy?"
"Seamless." Ye Zhongming replied.
Both Jie Su and White Robe could not help but praise it.
"When you get a chance, you two should also test it and see how fast the energy replenishment is for great experts like you. But how do you refill the energy inside?"
Good things were meant to be shared, and Ye Zhongming was not stingy at all.
Jie Su said, "Replenishing the energy isn't actually difficult. Look, it has landscape paintings and flower-and-bird paintings—that is, nature. This thing replenishes its energy by directly refining the natural scenery and all living things into the painting!"
Refining natural scenery and living creatures?!
Ye Zhongming felt that this sounded rather sinister. But on second thought, it was not that big a deal—after all, a single battle of theirs could flatten dozens of kilometers of land and kill hundreds or thousands of creatures by collateral damage.
"What makes this thing impressive is that to fill it up, you'd probably have to incorporate all life within a hundred-mile radius into it. Then, it would become a vibrant, colorful scroll!"
So that was it. Ye Zhongming nodded. This thing was indeed good, especially in critical moments—it could play a key role.
After that, Ye Zhongming took out the mask.
"This thing..."
This time, it was not Jie Su but White Robe who spoke.
Both Jie Su and Ye Zhongming looked at their friend, who was deep in thought and recollection—neither of them knew the answer.
"I'm not entirely sure, but I think I've seen something like it once. Since our Star-Eye Clan also wears masks, I paid close attention. It was quite a coincidence at the time..."
White Robe recounted the circumstances to his two friends.
If not for the Star-Eye Clan's inherent expertise in masks, White Robe probably would not have been able to tell that the mask he had seen back then and this one, despite their different appearances, shared the same origin.
But after holding the mask in Ye Zhongming's hand and sensing it, White Robe was able to confirm that it came from the same source as the one he had seen that time.
That mask back then had been a pass issued by a private organization—naturally, an illegal one, engaged in shady activities that could not see the light of day.
There were many such organizations among the cosmic races, with different purposes: some focused on black-market trading, some on arms dealing, some on the trafficking of living beings, some on assassinations...
Their purposes varied, but they all operated in the shadows.
The one White Robe had encountered back then was said to be involved in smuggling; entry had many rules and even more requirements, but beyond that, he knew nothing else.
White Robe had once tried to make a name for the Star-Eye Clan, so he had dabbled in both overt and covert affairs, which was how he had come across such things.
After hearing White Robe's account, Ye Zhongming knew his guess was correct. The time that appeared after connecting to the network should be the date of the next meeting.
Smuggling? Smuggling what? Could it be smuggled to a place of his choosing? Would the prices be cheaper than the public ones?
Ye Zhongming rubbed his chin and thought it over, feeling it was worth going to check out the situation—he might really gain something.
"Gentlemen, an encrypted communication has come through, addressed specifically to you to receive."
A Su Clan member came over and said respectfully.
Since this major battle, not a single member of the Su Clan had anything but admiration for Jie Su, Ye Zhongming, White Robe, and the others—it was something they had earned through strength and action.
"Do you know where it's from?" Jie Su asked with a frown.
"The exact location is unclear, but it shouldn't be too far from us."
All of them saw the confusion in each other's eyes, and then Jie Su had someone connect the transmission.
Soon, after a few seconds of connection standby on the screen before them, a face with a smile as bright as a flower appeared.
Yisewei!"
All three of them exclaimed softly in surprise—none of them had expected it to be the young prodigy they had not seen for a long time.
"You've come out of seclusion?" Among the three, White Robe was naturally the most concerned, staring at Isewei's face and asking.
"I was hoping you'd come pick me up at the clan, but my cultivation wasn't cooperative—I broke through ahead of schedule." Isewei was not shy at all and spoke cheerfully.
"No wonder your father made that statement." Jie Su chuckled.
"I'm sure you all figured it out. As soon as that statement came out, you must have known that the Sheke Star people's change in stance had to have come from me." Isewei replied with a smile, then her expression turned serious: "I'll be there in five hours. Get ready. After we rendezvous, you'll follow me."
All three of them found it a bit strange and felt that Isewei must have some reason for arranging things this way.
"Alright, just to communicate with you, the fleet has slowed down. We need to turn off unnecessary systems and go to full speed now—we'll talk when we meet."
With that, Yisewei said goodbye to the three and cut the communication.
Almost simultaneously, outside the spaceport where Ye Zhongming and the others were, out in the depths of space, several massive fleets were rapidly approaching their position!