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Chapter 171 Skynet

"Mr. Bai, they have been sent to the capital airport of Mo Xi Country as per your instructions." Ten minutes later, the staff member waiting for Bai Mo at the airport reported to him.

"Mm." Bai Mo nodded.

"Is there anything else you need us to do?"

"Have the plane fly to the capital airport of Mo Xi Country and wait for me. They're already here." He suddenly spoke words that made no sense.

"Yes!" Although the staff member didn't understand the latter half of Bai Mo's sentence, he instinctively sensed many dangerous individuals around him, so he quickly ran towards the plane.

"Since you're here, stop hiding." Bai Mo flicked out a small Spirit Art fireball in more than ten different directions.

"Based on our psychological analysis, we originally thought you'd choose to board the plane and leave." The fireballs were extinguished one by one, and more than ten figures suddenly emerged from thin air.

The group was uniformly dressed in black, and all were high-tier Ability Users.

"I actually quite wanted to leave by plane, but it seems the co-pilot has been replaced by one of yours. If I got on, it'd probably explode in the middle of the ocean." Bai Mo continued to chat leisurely with the opposition, as if he weren't the one surrounded.

"We are the Federal Special Operations Group from the United States. You are completely surrounded. While you do have a record of killing four high-tier Ability Users, we still don't believe you have any chance of escaping today," the leading black-clad figure said emotionlessly.

"You are currently suspected of being involved in the murder case in Orleans. Raise your hands and surrender immediately, or we will open fire!"

"Everyone on this planet is connected to other people. These interpersonal connections ultimately form a vast network covering the entire society." Bai Mo ignored the black-clad man's words and spoke to himself.

After completing Divine Wind Clear Moon, he had begun to use his final new derivative ability: Skynet.

"And the medium of connection between two people is the exchange of information."

At Bai Mo's current level, he could only see the tip of this massive network's iceberg.

In his eyes, the fourteen black-clad figures transformed into fourteen spheres of light, from which numerous lines of varying thickness extended. The deeper the connection, the thicker the connecting line.

He stretched out his hand, attempting to touch the line connecting two of the black-clad figures, and then a torrent of information began to surge into his mind.

"Hello, my name is Te Li'er. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Starting today, I, Da Su Fen, will be your captain!"

"Captain, my mother passed away. I'd like to request a few days off to compose myself."

"Let's go! Let's get a drink and drown our sorrows."

"Te Li'er, Spirit Energy should be guided like this..."

...

All the information exchanged between the two of them now constantly appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

"What an interesting ability, indeed." Bai Mo instantly levitated into the air, causing the Special Operations Group, who had expected him to surrender, to lunge at empty space.

"Everyone, follow orders! Commence elimination plan!"

He had no intention of staying to clash head-on with this group. Since they could prepare a plan to encircle and kill him, they must have been quite confident in their ability to hold him.

"They don't seem like a hastily assembled team. I only killed those people a few hours ago; it's impossible to immediately mobilize so many high-tier Ability Users, along with a large number of regular heavy-firepower troops dozens of kilometers away."

When he first experienced the premonition of danger a few hours ago, he had already dispatched avatars to wander around, searching for factors that could pose a threat to him.

"In other words, this is part of a larger plan?"

Bai Mo used his psychokinetic power to lift himself higher and higher, leaving the black-clad figures forming the encirclement below dumbfounded. Although each of them could briefly take to the air, only three could truly sustain high-altitude flight for extended periods.

"Why didn't your intelligence mention that he could fly!" Commander Da Su Fen swore furiously into the phone.

"Calm down. This is indeed an oversight on our part; we always believed his other abilities were auxiliary for a close-combat Ability User. However, the situation isn't that serious. I believe you can convince the military to use fighter jets against him. After this operation, we will provide ample compensation."

"Furthermore, according to the original plan, you were supposed to deal with him on Huaxia's home turf, which would have been a major hassle. Now he's practically seeking death by coming alone to your home ground in America, so the mission difficulty has actually decreased significantly," the contact on the other end explained to Da Su Fen in a rigid, formal tone.

"I hope everything goes as you wish."

"You three who can fly, follow him. Ensure his movements remain under our surveillance and do not engage the enemy directly. I'm going to apply to the Department of Defense for surveillance satellites and air force support. Given the bloodbath he caused in Orleans, the higher-ups cannot possibly refuse," Da Su Fen commanded, hanging up the phone to direct the next phase of the operation.

"Connect me to Speaker Cheng." Floating thousands of meters in the air, Bai Mo took out his satellite phone and dialed the secretariat at Ziliu Sea.

"Director Bai, it's past four in the morning..." The operator subtly reminded him of the time difference.

"There's a very urgent situation. All responsibility will be on me."

"Alright..." The liaison responsible for connecting the call was also trembling, encountering such dialogue, typically only heard in TV dramas, for the first time in years of working during peacetime.

"I'll go notify the Imperial Guards and Secretary He now, and have them wake up Speaker Cheng."

"Alright."

But to the liaison's surprise, when he arrived at the Imperial Guard's station, it was already on high alert, with security so tight that "three steps, one guard; five steps, one sentry" would be no exaggeration.

Seeing this formation, and recalling Bai Mo's phone call just now, many thoughts raced through his mind.

"Halt!" A guard, seeing the liaison hurrying over, immediately stopped him. "What is it?"

"I'm Liaison Huang Weiqing. I have an urgent matter to discuss with Speaker Cheng. Here's my ID!" He pulled out his identification.

"We cannot confirm your security at this moment, so please maintain your distance!" The guard held his gun, gesturing for Huang Weiqing not to approach.

"Has the chief awakened? If so, I'll transfer Director Bai's call in now; he has a very important matter to report." Realizing the gravity of the situation, he explained without reservation to the guard in front of him.

"What's going on?" Wu Ye, the captain of the Imperial Guards, asked as he arrived upon hearing the commotion.

"Reporting, Captain. He's the external liaison for Ziliu Sea, requesting to connect an important call."

"You can connect the call, but the person cannot enter. This area is temporarily under the highest level of military control!"

"Thank you, Captain Wu."

"What is it, Bai Mo? Something urgent at this late hour?" After the misunderstanding was cleared, the call was quickly connected.

"The American military is currently hunting me. Five divisions are stationed on the ground, and F22s are estimated to arrive in half an hour." He stated this fact with a casual tone.

"According to the intelligence we've obtained, some individuals below are colluding with outsiders and planning an uprising early this morning. You're likely a key target as well."

"You all seem so calm; it appears you had preparations made. In that case, I won't worry about it."

"You take care as well. The nation needs you."

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