Chapter 886: The secret behind the statue of the goddess
Translator: Sean88888 Editor: TheAlliance
The man screamed in fury and flung the car with all his might. It flew through the air and was about to fall, but a Man in Black had already aimed his gun at it and taken a shot!
Light flashed as the car exploded in the air, forming a huge fireball covering an area of several tens of square meters. Steel parts and the likes were ejected everywhere. Even Sheyan, who was over a hundred meters away, found the parts raining down around him!
Even the windshields of the nearby cars were smashed. They were either completely shattered, or covered with spider web-like cracks. It was a shocking sight.
However, Sheyan could spare no attention for the thrilling scene. As soon as he heard the knocking sound, he immediately turned his head and looked out of the window, but found that there was no one there. He was still dumbfounded when a familiar yet unrecognisable voice entered his ears. It had a unique glib tone, which made the owner of the voice sound very flippant and insincere.
"Look at these children. This old man had come here after having just woken up, and I immediately ran into a scene like this? What if they accidentally hit me?""
Sheyan instantly turned his head back and saw a thin and wretched old thing in the back seat of the car. Who else could it be but Jinkuang? Sheyan originally thought he had to fight alone in this world, but now he found a guy he could rely on! Although Jinkuang had no fighting ability, Sheyan was still really happy. He exclaimed in surprise.
"Weren't you in a slumber? Why did you suddenly appear here?"
Jinkuang flipped his mouse-beard and smiled sneakily.
"Naturally, it's because I could feel a great opportunity for profit here!"
"Oh?" Sheyan asked in wonder, "What kind of opportunity is there in the Men in Black world?"
Jinkuang waved his hand and replied to Sheyan's enquiry like a wise old man.
"Do not ask questions which answers you are not ready for, my child. You will know when the time comes."
Sheyan: "..."
"Why are you still here?" Jinkuang looked at the battlefield where the Men in Black were fighting fiercely, and admonished in a sharp tone, "For the you right now, this level of fight is too dangerous. Just mind your own business."
Sheyan originally still wanted to wait and observe for a while more, but when he thought about what Jinkuang said, he found that Jinkuang was right. If it was only a battle between these two sides, then he should have no problem protecting himself. But, don't forget! There were over a dozen other Bloody World participants hidden in New York, waiting to pounce on their prey at the first opportunity like sharks in the ocean! Who knew if a fight of this magnitude would attract their attention. Sheyan could not afford the risk.
Therefore, Sheyan instantly started his engine and drove full speed towards the location of the Statue of Liberty.
Jinkuang only managed to stay quiet for less than a minute after they moved away from the battlefield. He yawned out of boredom and started to touch and inspect everything around him like a child with ADHD. Suddenly, he saw the condom that Sheyan casually threw onto the passenger seat. The condom was still wet.
From this moment onwards, the fate of the great researcher, military officer, and Defender Ritz underwent a major turn. He finally understood that there were things more terrible than death in this world.
Jinkuang curiously observed the condom for a while. After making sure that this object and the thing inside did not pose any danger to him, he began to study it with confidence.
"Hey, what's this?"
Asked Jinkuang.
Sheyan took a glance and replied.
"I caught a really foul-tempered and stubborn alien. The thing is, I don't plan to kill him yet because it might cause interstellar disputes and would draw attention to myself. I'm already in enough trouble as it is; I don't have time to deal with these things."
Jinkuang exclaimed in pleasant surprise.
"Wow, an alien! He's mine now! Mine! Such a rare toy!"
As he said that, he took out Mr. Ritz, who was half-dead from being suffocated by the pungent smell inside the flexible rubber, and sneered sinisterly.
"You will be my slave from now on."
Ritz was weak but remained adamant.
"Dream on, earthling. And f*ck off."
That only made Jinkuang's interest more intense. He squealed in excitement.
"Wow, look what I found! It actually has testicles! And, it pees from its belly-button! This is really a wonderful little toy, I bet lots of people would want to see it! What is its name?"
"Ritz. His full title should be observer & researcher, second-class military officer, and Defender Ritz from Dwarf Planet 3 stationed on earth."
Answered Sheyan with a serious expression.
"That's amazing! This string of titles would raise ticket prices by an extra two pennies!" screamed Jinkuang in a fanatical attitude.
Sheyan asked curiously.
"What ticket?"
Jinkuang's eyes had already turned into $ signs.
"The tickets for an exhibition, of course! Think about it! A living alien, an alien with testicles that pees from its belly button, and more importantly, an alien with military rank and the status of a researcher from Dwarf Planet 3! Lots of people would be willing to pay good money to observe it. This is a great business opportunity that costs nothing but promises high return!"
Ritz was shocked speechless. He never imagined that he would one day become an object of exhibition, like a stupid and primitive animal, being visited by ignorant, backwards earthlings. More importantly, the two demons in front of him even intended to display all his titles on the exhibition. Those titles were all true! If this were to happen, not only would it damage the reputation of Ritz and his family, it would even scar the reputation of Dwarf Planet 3!
The thought of such terrible fate caused Mr. Ritz to tremble in fear. He couldn't help but piss himself everytime he was scared. A few drops of urine sprinkled from his navel and it was seen by Jinkuang, who screamed in surprise. Jinkuang kept assuring Sheyan that this was a huge selling point that could net them at least 50,000 pound sterling.
Finally, amidst the ongoing bombing of words, Mr. Ritz burst out in tears for the tragic fate he was about to encounter. He gave in and wailed fanatically.
"Stop! Say no more! What do I need to do to regain my freedom?"
Those words caused a familiar sneaky smile to appear on Jinkuang's face. He pinched Ritz and placed him on the back seat.
"I'm afraid your request is rather difficult for me. Fortunately, I happen to have a lot of time right now, so let us sit down and slowly talk through things."
The magnificent Statue of Liberty slowly came into view.
The sea breeze brought with it a rejuvenating freshness. Sheyan had been carefully observing the vicinity and found nothing unusual. After all, it was only day one. Even if they were gladiators placed in the huge Colosseum of New York to face a cruel fate, they must first familiarise themselves with the environment.
The Statue of Liberty wore an Ancient Greek-style robe and a radiant crown. The seven rays symbolized the seven continents of the world. It stood tall at a height of ninety-three meters with broken handcuffs and shackles at its feet. Its pedestal had now been turned into a museum of American immigration history.
Sheyan slowly walked towards the front side of the pedestal, then stopped at the door of the museum. In that instant, the nightmare imprint sent a notification: [Twenty-five meters in front, turn left.]
Sheyan hesitated for a bit while looking at the notification, but in the end, he decided to follow the instruction. He stopped in front of a granite wall engraved with a famous poem.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
There were no further notifications but Sheyan believed he had discovered the key. Under the luminous light of the night, a few letters in the poem shone with a faint blue glow while the rest of the letters purely reflected the light. Sheyan combined these letters, which read: t-w-e-l-v-e. He thought about it for a moment and felt that it was difficult to draw any conclusions about the meaning of the word with the amount of information available to him, so there should be something else hidden behind those words.
Realising that, Sheyan jumped over the guardrail and started to touch each of the letters. However, he could find nothing out of the ordinary. He sat down and contemplated for a while, then stood up and closed his eyes. First, he tried touching the other letters, before going on to feel out the few unusual ones. It was with that method that he found the key point!
The edges of the unusual letters were obviously much smoother!
That could only mean one thing - they were regularly touched by people.
Sheyan kept studying the unusual letters. After half an hour, he finally solved the mystery. It turned out that these letters could be pressed. But! One must reach the limit of 49 points in Strength in order to press down on them. Obviously, this should be related to Sheyan's request for the mission of breaking through the Strength boundary!
After pressing the six letters one by one, he heard a faint sound of metallic friction from beneath the Statue of Liberty, but only for a short while. Sheyan searched around and found the change. At the entrance to the Statue of Liberty, there was originally a staircase that was prepared for tourists. Currently, next to the staircase, an additional elevator had appeared. The elevator was brightly lit and was built in the style of futuristic technology. The space inside was teardrop-shaped and was engraved with multiple patterns and diagrams that Sheyan couldn't understand.