Chapter 16 Crossing the Line

A dozen minutes later, the four of them had reached the boundary between the fourth and third districts. This place was noticeably different from the previous areas. A high, thick metal wall separated the two districts, with guards stationed at each entrance. The guards' weapons were the same anti-gravity catapults as the patrolmen, but their shields were different. The patrolmen only had ordinary metal shields, but the guards used anti-gravity shields.

[Name: Anti-Gravity Shield]
[Type: Armor]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Defense: Medium]
[Attribute: Buffer]
[Special Effect: None]
[Equipment Requirements: Close Combat Proficiency f, Level 10]
[Note: This piece of armor can stop flying objects smaller than one cubic meter and with a force of less than twenty-five kilograms in mid-air, such as flying baseballs or falling suitcases. But if someone picks up a refrigerator and throws it at you, or directly launches a melee attack, then this shield's defensive capabilities are no different from an ordinary metal shield.]

"Alright, Miss Molly, you can leave now." When they were only a block away from the wall, Feng Bujue suddenly stopped and said, "For your safety, you'd better stay away from here."

Although Molly stopped, she still didn't give up, still trying to persuade Hank to turn back. "Hank, think carefully. What he said... Darwin, evolution... freedom... they're all unheard-of crazy talk. Maybe that's just the evil doctrine that those heretics believe in. You've been deceived by them..."

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Molly," Hank replied. "If I don't return, please tell my mother I'm sorry."

Molly stood there, watching Hank turn and leave, speechless. The three of them didn't talk to her anymore. They strode towards the entrance gate of the wall. As they walked, Feng Bujue and Kuang Zong Jian Ying tore off the protective suits they were wearing and threw them away.

Kuang Zong Jian Ying took out the anti-gravity catapult that he had seized from Hank and returned it to him. "We'll try our best to cover you, but it's safer if you have a weapon."

"Don't be nervous, Hank," Feng Bujue said. "These guards, who have nothing to do all year round except stand guard, are on a completely different level of combat compared to you scavengers who fight mutated creatures all day long. As long as you don't flinch, there's nothing to be afraid of." He paused and added, "Once we break through the wall, we'll go straight to the temple. You have to keep up."

Hank nodded. "I'll try."

As the three of them spoke, they were already standing side by side in front of the gate.

The guards on duty were already shocked, staring at Feng Bujue and Kuang Zong Jian Ying's outfits, unable to react for a long time. They were guessing in their hearts... these two might be the legendary "outsiders", but because they had never seen them in their lives, and had only heard a lot of related brainwashing propaganda, they were a little at a loss when they actually saw them.

And the man next to these two uninvited guests, although his attire showed he was from the first district of the village, he was holding a catapult and had a desperate look on his face... Could this guy be planning to use force to break into the priests' residence?

The guards were all dumbfounded, but the guard leader was relatively calm. He didn't care about anything else, raised his anti-gravity shield, and blocked the three of them, shouting in as threatening a voice as possible, "Stop! What are you doing?" He glared at Feng Bujue and Kuang Zong Jian Ying. "You two... why are you wearing these strange clothes? Who are you?" He then turned his gaze to Hank. "And you, what are you planning to do with that weapon?"

The three of them didn't speak, only remained silent.

After a few seconds, Hank actually smiled. "If it were yesterday, even if I hadn't done anything, I would have trembled with nervousness if a patrolman stopped me and questioned me." He shook his head with a smile. "But now, facing a guard leader, I don't feel anything. Heh... I'm starting to understand... so this is what Kouben did to us."

"You dare to call the Son of God by his name?" The guard leader looked at Hank in astonishment.

"If I still regarded him as the Son of God, I naturally wouldn't dare to call him by his name casually," Hank said. "But if I regard him as a piece of shit, I can call him whatever I want."

"What did you say! You blasphemer!" the guard leader roared. "Take him down!"

The surrounding seven or eight guards obeyed and swarmed forward.

At that moment, Kuang Zong Jian Ying made his move.

In almost ten seconds, accompanied by the sounds of fists hitting flesh and a few muffled groans, all the guards were knocked down. They were either knocked unconscious or groaning on the ground, unable to even crawl.

Kuang Zong Jian Ying didn't even use his sword. First, he didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Second, with his skill, it was enough to deal with these people with his bare hands.

"Oh... you're really powerful. You can do this without using skills..." Feng Bujue said.

"They're too weak," Kuang Zong Jian Ying replied. "Their physical fitness and reaction are even worse than ordinary people. From a game perspective, they're equivalent to being three levels weaker than a level one player. And I'm a level seventeen professional player, so this level of fighting isn't worth praising." Anyway, Hank and the guard leader couldn't understand these words, so the two players didn't hold back when they were talking.

At this moment, the guard leader was so frightened that he couldn't move. From his point of view, he felt as shocked and powerless as if he had encountered an alien invasion.

In fact, these guards usually had nothing to do. In a small, sparsely populated country like Shenyou Village, with strict laws, there were very few criminals, and there hadn't been many people who dared to subvert the rule of the upper class in hundreds of years.

Moreover, the patrolmen were basically in charge of public order. The guards were only responsible for guarding the homes of the priests and the Kouben family. It could be said that the guards had almost zero combat experience. They hadn't even encountered civilians who dared to spit on the ground near the wall, but today they suddenly encountered three people who were breaking through the gate, and they were beaten to the ground in ten seconds. It was normal for the guard leader to have this kind of reaction.

"Throw away the catapult," Feng Bujue said as he walked up to the guard leader.

The guard leader swallowed and wisely chose to comply. He gently tossed the catapult in his hand to the side.

Feng Bujue looked at the guard leader's pale face and smiled, patting him on the shoulder. "Why so serious? Smile."

Facing the menacing figure in front of him, the guard leader forced out a fake smile.

The three of them calmly continued forward, brushed past the guard leader, passed through the gate, and walked towards the fourth district on the other side of the wall.

The guard leader stood there, stunned. After dozens of seconds, he knelt on the ground, breathing rapidly, as if he had asthma. Many residents quickly gathered on the streets of the third district, discussing the situation. Even though several eyewitnesses had witnessed what had just happened, they didn't understand what was going on at all.

Two minutes later, the guard leader jumped up as if waking from a dream, and shouted in a panic, "Outsiders! Outsiders have invaded!"