241: There is a mole

Changtu County Government.

Detention room.

“Here, please have some tea.”

Shen Bei sat in a room fully padded with soft furnishings.

He never imagined he would receive such treatment one day.

This was something only officials could enjoy.

“How am I worthy…?” Shen Bei sniffed, curiously observing the room, and couldn’t help but exclaim, “to enjoy such treatment.”

Bai Wei, sitting opposite him, brewed tea, washing and steeping it herself.

She was quite adept, shaking and swirling the tea.

She wouldn't drink the first steep, only after four or five times of preparation.

“Come, try my tea art,” Bai Wei said with a faint smile, pushing a teacup towards Shen Bei.

“Green tea.”

Shen Bei nodded, “Even the teacup is plastic.”

Bai Wei explained, “Mainly because the Dungeon has opened, and all other rooms in the government building are operating at full capacity, so we can only talk here.”

“Actually…” Shen Bei offered a suggestion, “I think KFC has a good environment too, and it’s Crazy Thursday today.”

Bai Wei looked at Shen Bei with interest, unable to suppress a laugh, “It seems the information about you is highly accurate; you truly are a cheeky fellow.”

Shen Bei: …

“Let’s get to the point.”

Shen Bei didn’t want to waste time; he still needed to book a room later to settle his important life event with Jian Tong.

At this moment, Shen Bei suddenly remembered something.

It seemed that whenever he had thoughts about Jian Tong and was about to make a move, an invisible obstacle would always pop up to stop him.

Last time it was Gu Changfeng.

This time, it was this inexplicable Bai Wei.

A natural nemesis!

Bai Wei raised her cheeks, chuckling softly, “You know who I am now, right?”

Shen Bei nodded heavily.

On the way here, Chen Guoan had already introduced her.

One of the Ten Heavenly Kings of the country, Bai Wei, a Martial God in rank!

Shen Bei had heard of the Ten Heavenly Kings.

But because it was too distant a title, Shen Bei had never paid much attention.

Shen Bei remained composed when facing Yu Qi and Chen Guoan, who were both eight-rank Martial Artists.

But a Martial God…

To be honest, Shen Bei didn't even dare to cross his legs, only choosing a comfortable posture and straightening his back.

Bai Wei blew on her teacup, took a small sip, and holding the cup, asked, “Why aren’t you drinking? Don’t you like it?”

Bai Wei was trying to convey that he was being a bit disrespectful, not drinking the tea she brewed?

Shen Bei cleared his throat, “I prefer Martial Artist Cola.”

“Drink less; it kills your seed.”

“If you want to talk about that, I won’t be sleepy.”

“Then let’s talk about another topic that will keep you awake.”

Bai Wei put down her teacup, her expression solemn as she sat upright, her posture impeccable, “I saved your life, you know that, right?”

Shen Bei couldn't deny it.

Chen Guoan had already said that Nine Lives Raven came to Changtu, and although he didn’t know what he was doing, it certainly wasn't for anything good.

He had already been driven away by Bai Wei.

Actually, why Nine Lives Raven came to Changtu, others might not know.

But Shen Bei knew it in his Ming Mirror.

It was highly, very highly probable that he came for himself.

And as one of the top combat forces in the country, if Bai Wei wanted to pay attention to someone, information could be obtained in minutes.

As part of the duties of the Ten Heavenly Kings, expelling high-rank foreign Martial Artists was their mission.

Bai Wei only needed to check the data to find that Nine Lives Raven didn’t go anywhere else but Changtu.

Then the purpose could only be one, and that was Shen Bei.

During his growth, Shen Bei had killed many members of the Headhunter Tribe.

Outsiders might not know this information, but in front of Bai Wei, it was transparent.

Therefore, Bai Wei left her post and came to Changtu County at the first opportunity.

At this moment, Bai Wei was all smiles, crossing her long legs and clasping her hands on her knees, “So, how do you plan to repay me?”

Shen Bei was stunned.

Repay?

Although Nine Lives Raven came for me.

But this is also your duty!

However, Shen Bei would never speak his mind.

He stroked his chin and said with a serious expression, “I’ll treat you to mala tang.”

Bai Wei: ???

Shen Bei, with a sincere expression, continued, “Any woman I’ve ever had contact with, I’ve treated them to mala tang. This supreme courtesy, I must let you experience it.”

Shen Bei’s tone was firm and powerful, his expression as if he was about to pluck a star for Bai Wei.

Bai Wei’s mouth twitched, as if she was about to drop her composure, but she held back.

She waved her slender fingers, “Forget it, let’s get to the point.”

“We can get to the point anytime; I absolutely must treat you to mala tang!”

Bai Wei held her forehead, pressing her hand down, “Shut up, don’t speak.”

Shen Bei shrugged.

Bai Wei took a breath, her tone neither fast nor slow, “You’ve been to the Dungeon twice now; have you noticed anything unusual?”

Shen Bei pondered for a moment and then expressed his thoughts, “If you’re talking about something unusual… it’s that there are Martial Artists in the Dungeon who shouldn’t be there.”

Bai Wei nodded appreciatively and snapped her fingers, “Exactly, the Headhunter Tribe and the Apocalypse Cult, with their hidden identities, the army has no way to distinguish them.”

“But…” Shen Bei whispered, “I once saw people selling human beings in the Dungeon. It’s not that I didn’t care, but those people were in the Stranger’s city. Let alone me, didn’t even the military fail to break in?”

“It’s not that we couldn’t break in,” Bai Wei corrected, “If a Martial God went, they could destroy a Stranger city within a few moves.”

Shen Bei’s eyes widened slightly; he had imagined the power of a Martial God, but he hadn’t expected them to be that strong!

To be honest, Shen Bei’s physical strength was not weak.

If he were to charge straight in, how long would it take to reduce Changtu County to ruins? Probably… a month?

A Martial God is indeed a Martial God.

That strength is off the charts.

Shen Bei then asked, “Then why don’t Martial Gods act, sweep through directly, and expand their territory?!”

Bai Wei, with her dignified and beautiful head slightly tilted, let out a sudden, soft sigh:

“Do you think we, the Ten Heavenly Kings, don’t want to sweep through the Dungeon? Firstly, there are beings in the Dungeon that surpass Ninth Rank and are comparable to Martial Gods.”

Bai Wei paused here, her composed and natural expression fading, replaced by a grim and unpleasant look, “Secondly, according to the intelligence we’ve gathered from captured Stranger, in the Central Continent of the Dungeon, there are beings even stronger than Martial Gods!”

“Therefore, maintaining the current balanced state of the Dungeon, exploring, utilizing, and developing the Dungeon is the main theme right now.”

“Otherwise, once a certain city is wiped out, causing a chain reaction, and the war eventually burns to the Central Continent, that wouldn’t be fun.”

This was the first time Shen Bei had heard such a statement.

Earlier, Shen Bei had wondered, what were the human Martial Artist Da Shouzi doing?

There were Stranger cities within 100 kilometers of the base, so why weren’t they fighting?

It turned out… they were maintaining balance and developing steadily.

This was a classic case of there being people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens.

But Shen Bei now had a question: “Then why don’t the powerhouses of the Central Continent come and destroy the human bases in the Dungeon?”

With the suppression of powerhouses, even a Martial God couldn’t stop them.

Bai Wei explained, “There are two reasons. One is that powerhouses coming to suppress wouldn’t yield any substantial gains. They can’t leave the Dungeon Gate; there’s probably an invisible force that prevents ultimate powerhouses from crossing over.”

Shen Bei nodded, understanding.

This explanation was very reasonable.

Otherwise, Earth would have been trampled eight hundred times by the ultimate powerhouses of the Central Continent long ago.

“The other reason,” Bai Wei said gracefully, “the real reason why ultimate powerhouses don’t want to move against human bases is… to train the younger generation.”

Train the younger generation!

Shen Bei’s pupils constricted slightly; that meant actual combat!

Humans want to become stronger, so they need to fight more, and the best place for combat is in the Dungeon, where they can truly see blood.

The Stranger also had the same idea!

The Stranger also needed actual combat.

And humans were a very good target for practice.

Good heavens…

After Bai Wei’s explanation, Shen Bei had a completely new understanding of the Dungeon’s existence.

It wasn’t that destroying cities was impossible, but maintaining balance was more cost-effective.

Both humans and Stranger were using this battlefield for training.

Only through continuous actual combat, killing and seeing blood, could they better tap into their potential and strength, rather than being empty shells.

At least, it could improve their true attributes!

Shen Bei took a deep breath, “Listening to your words is better than ten years of study.”

“That’s not like you,” Bai Wei was still somewhat surprised. With Shen Bei’s thick-skinned personality, could he actually say something like that?

Shen Bei spread his hands, “There are some things I don’t know, and when it comes to those, I should show due respect. Of course, I’m a very easy person to get along with. If you can’t get along with me, you really should look for the reason yourself.”

That flavor was too strong… Bai Wei’s eyelid twitched, “Usually, when I encounter people I can’t get along with, I just kill them, so no one can say I have a bad personality.”

“What a truly good personality,” Shen Bei gave a thumbs-up and continued,

“That’s called nipping evil in the bud, cutting through chaos with a swift knife. As long as you kill everyone who dislikes you, then you’ll get all five-star reviews.”

Bai Wei had seen flattery, but she had never seen such a bloody form of flattery as Shen Bei’s.

Bai Wei waved her hand and said, “Alright, let’s get back to the main topic.”

Shen Bei nodded and said, “The fact that members of the Headhunter Tribe and the Apocalypse Cult can appear in the Dungeon, besides hiding their identities, there might be another point… that is, working from the inside out.”

“Of course, this is my conjecture, with no intention of insulting or blaming anyone.”

Shen Bei finally explained.

The people in the military are also in great danger, guarding the Dungeon, defending the bases, building the bases, and so on.

Saying there are traitors in the military could easily lead to being beaten and scolded.

But Bai Wei smiled and, instead, said openly, “Exactly, we are all aware that there are traitors in the military.”

“Then why not investigate?”

“If we could investigate, we would have already. They might be part of a network, operating flawlessly. From entry records to cameras, server data, etc., there might be people involved at every link in the chain.”

Shen Bei cleared his throat, “That’s indeed a bit tricky. Without entry records, it’s naturally impossible to know who was on duty.”

Bai Wei nodded, “So, the reason I called you here this time is to seize this opportunity to stir up some trouble.”

Shen Bei showed a look of resistance, sincerely saying, “Honestly, I might have a little bit of cleverness, but for professional tasks like solving cases and digging out internal traitors, I really don’t know anything at all.”

“The tea is good, very delicious. Next time, I’ll treat you to mala tang.”

“That’s it, goodbye!”

Shen Bei stood up to leave.

Bai Wei, however, stood with her arms crossed, watching Shen Bei with a cold smile.

Shen Bei’s whole body stiffened.

He didn’t know whether to leave or sit down.

Although Shen Bei didn’t know what Bai Wei was up to.

But it was definitely nothing good!

After all… he was just an unknown, obscure Four-Rank Martial Artist.

With so many Martial Artists nationwide, why choose me?

Seeing my thick skin, they must want me to take the blame, right?