Chapter 622: Stringent Hierarchy

Dragon Stage. The name itself seemed to suggest something. Lu Shu recalled the scene when Chaos swallowed the Dragon Stage and it appeared that the Panlong inside could not wait to be eaten up, as though it was trapped inside.

Hence, the source of power of the people of the sea was not the remains as what he had expected, but the Panlong.

Speaking of which, who exactly were the people of the sea? Where did they come from? Lu Shu was utterly confused.

However, the destruction of the Dragon Stage would probably help to alleviate the pressure on Safety Island. In any case, the students there would no long need to face tens of thousands of sea soldiers.

In fact, that was precisely what happened. After the battle, the Daoyuan Class students were engaged in a heated discussion about how to collect more bronze armor, as the majority had yet to complete their suit except for the Flood of Bronze.

In the end, however, the people of the sea did not return…

No one knew the reason. Having had plenty of rest and now fully energetic, the students waited anxiously for the next round of attack, which never came…

In fact, only Chen Zuan and Chen Baili knew it was because of Lu Shu. Chen Zuan sat beside Du Xuemei, gazing at the sea surface emotionally, wondering how Lu Shu even did that…

It sounded cool to blend into their enemies’ team and venture into the deep sea alone. But Chen Zuan was unable to do it.

Meanwhile, Lu Shu waited for a whole minute before other people of the sea arrived. He had maintained his shocked gesture all along! Everyone was equally stunned. Someone asked, staring at the collapsed Dragon Stage, “Ke Wenli, what happened?!”

The mask was an excellent tool. In times of emergency, Lu Shu’s identity could never be suspected with Ke Wenli’s face, when other people’s attention was fully drawn to the Dragon Stage.

Lu Shu almost forgot his new name. He answered immediately when he realized the person was asking him, “I have no idea! It’s already like this when I arrived!”

At this moment, a black soldier paced over calmly, followed by a hundred black soldiers in perfect synchronization. The leader shot a cold look at the palace and said, “There’s a human here. The destruction of the Dragon Stage is a serious matter. All of you, go and find that human!”

All of the soldiers clad in bronze armor saluted, “Yes, Sir!”

Lu Shu turned to see piles of bronze armor scattered on the floor of the palace, but no one seemed to have any intention of putting them away. But Lu Shu remembered it…

Actually, he would have picked them up if the other people of the sea had not arrived so soon. Otherwise, it would be strange if he was seen collecting thousands of sets of armor alone…

Lu Shu blended into the army, secretly studying those black soldiers. They looked rather high-class. How good would it be to get their black armor too?

Curious about whether these black soldiers were unconscious beings just like others, Lu Shu poked one of them when he walked past, as he pretended to be searching for “himself”.

Yet, the black soldier slowly turned his head and looked at Lu Shu. “Yes?”

“Haha, nothing…” Lu Shu squeezed out an awkward smile. They did have consciousness…

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By logic, it would mean that there were more than one Dragon Stages in the palace if those soldiers were unconscious. Then, Lu Shu followed the rest as the group dispersed themselves and joined in the search. After all, he was acting blindly on sheer luck as he had no knowledge about Ke Wenli at all. This was much tougher than his Japan mission, when the Heavenly Network had prepared him well on Kirihara Yousuke’s information.

What if he was suspected by those particularly close to Ke Wenli? Besides, the only thing on Lu Shu’s mind now was the bronze armor left behind in the palace!

“Ke Wenli, where are you going? The human must be strong. Follow us!” someone shouted.

Lu Shu stopped his movement. “… Sure.”

That made him rather upset. Lu Shu walked towards them and started searching every corner of the palace in a group of five.

His mind was slowly brought to ease. Same strategy as always, he would kill whoever suspected his identity…

At the very least, there were no Class B’s present. In water, Lu Shu had the advantage. Hence, he was confident that he could escape safely even when everything failed.

Lu Shu remained quiet the entire time, afraid of saying something wrong. But he knew it was going to be a futile search, since the target was among them.

Lu Shu also noticed that the people of the sea had purposely avoided the most majestic building among all the palaces, as if it was impossible for the human to hide there.

He followed around for a long while and visited almost every corner of the other palaces. Lu Shu analyzed that the relic was highly likely in the main palace if it was anywhere under the sea.

“Okay, let’s go and report,” a soldier clad in bronze armor said.

“We’ll be punished again,” someone complained, “That human will be chopped to pieces when we find him!”

Lu Shu laughed coldly in his heart. He would certainly have a good time with those people of the sea after he figured out the situation there.

He did not want to take the move as of now, as it required around two more days before the complete recovery of his aurablades. It would be safer to act then. At the moment, the main task was to familiarize himself with the details here.

Lu Shu followed the group to a side palace. A soldier summoned up all his courage and reported, “My Lord, we could not find the human.”

In the palace, a black soldier was seated in a padded chair. He fixed the twenty soldiers in front of him with a frosty stare and hissed, “Trash. Do it yourself.”

Lu Shu was puzzled. What did he mean?

In the next second, the soldiers beside him separated themselves into two rows and removed their helmets. Lu Shu then realized their hairstyle was rather strange and unique, they had braids of hair twisted on top of their head.

Slap! Another slap!

Lu Shu stared in shock as the soldiers started slapping each other harshly. Was the hierarchy here so stringent? The lower-class were ordered to slap each other for failing their task?

The soldier opposite to Lu Shu had already taken off his helmet and looked at him perplexedly.