Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1172 - 599: Tough Times for the Armaments Department (Part 3)

In the pitiful gaze of the driver, today's on-duty lieutenant colonel was completely frozen in place, almost wailing, feeling as if he was about to crumble.

Yet when Ji Jue signaled, he still tremblingly took out the key card and opened the elevator that led to the underground secret arsenal for them.

Hesitating, wanting to catch up and explain a couple more sentences.

Immediately, the commissioner glanced coldly over, "What do you think of the confidentiality regulations?"

Watched helplessly as the elevator door closed in front of them.

Like one mourning a dead parent.

And inside the elevator, Old Tang's expression was equally like mourning a dead parent.

Especially at the thought that what exactly he had to pack into the Inheritance Burnt Offering next...

He might not even know for how long it needs to be packed!

No choice, the Inheritance Burnt Offering was just too useful, putting it in front of the ancestors' graves, the whole Empire's ether couldn't find any clue at all.

Additionally, perfectly avoiding the question of why the target this time looks identical to Lu Changsheng, as long as Old Tang tinkers a bit in the middle and finally sends it into the Doomsday Special Train's secret storage, it immediately jumps out of the mortal realm, beyond the boundary of good and evil.

No one would ever imagine finding that stuff again!

"The last shiver, Old Tang."

In the Spiritual Communication, Ji Jue's voice came through: "Later, watch my signals and proceed accordingly."

Ka—

The elevator door opened.

In the closed space more than a thousand meters underground, there was only one corridor and the keeper stationed at the end of the corridor.

At this moment, it was clear that through internal notification, they understood what was happening, their face somber, eyes bloodshot.

If a Fusion Bomb had truly disappeared, the best outcome he could hope for in life would be to rot in the secret prison within Seven Star Building.

Unfortunately, limited by his own authority, he couldn't open the warehouse to verify the contents.

The Tian Yuan of Rebirth Rank could only wait in agony.

As though sitting on pins and needles.

"Colonel—"

Watching the commissioner arrive, he forced a smile and tried to speak, but saw the commissioner raise a hand.

"Rest assured, the Duke trusts all of you."

The commissioner solemnly said, "Everyone's contributions and hard work are seen by the Duke. Besides, the base is heavily fortified, impossible to penetrate; how could a good Fusion Bomb just disappear?

Right now, it's just a routine check, don't stress too much."

The keeper paused, almost tearing up, since the incident everyone has been blaming and suspecting, facing those accusations he remained speechless.

To hear such words from the Duke's commissioner, he couldn't help but be moved to tears.

"Don't be dumbstruck, I'm going to report to the Duke, introduce the defense of the secret military arsenal."

The commissioner smiled warmly, patting his shoulder, earnestly telling him: "Seize the opportunity, show your ability."

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, the keeper nodded and retrieved his authority card, the two cards anchored together like Tiger Talismans, inserted it for verification.

After inputting the password, he then infused his own spirit, even needing to verify the keeper's Matrix and status information.

Amidst the piercing roar, the several meters thick door thunderously opened.

In the dark space, lights shone down, cold wind rushed in, container-like crates lay in the underground space, extending to the deepest part.

Under layers of locks, Spiritual Fluctuations stirred, that was the breath of the alchemy creations...

The commissioner seemed to freeze, looking up at the scene ahead, marveling in admiration:

"Truly spectacular."

"The entire secret military arsenal of the Imperial Garrison Base is stored here, maintained and periodically supervised by specialized independent departments, six layers of defense set inside and out, besides surveillance..."

The keeper seized this chance to report to the Duke, eloquently explaining his work, dedication, endurance and contribution.

Listening to the commissioner's nodding approval and occasional questioning on details and examinations, the keeper exerted every effort to provide answers.

Even still, when questioned on certain details and issues, he couldn't help but feel thrilled, nearly failing to respond.

Where critical concerns arose, the commissioner proceeded to inspect, ensuring no hidden dangers or accidents were present.

Such rigor actually allowed the keeper's tightly strung nerves to gradually relax.

Soon, they were standing before another gate.

"Colonel, look here, this is where the Fusion Bomb is stored, since last month's adjustments and inspections, no one can enter, here's the access record."

The keeper hastily retrieved the data, wanting to prove his innocence.

But the Colonel no longer smiled.

Expressions turned serious.

"Seeing is believing. The Duke's words were to personally confirm."

Under such sharp eyes, the keeper's heart leapt to his throat, his fingers began to tremble slightly.

After removing the verification key and inserting it into the lock, he took the identity card from the commissioner's hand.

With a crisp sound, following this sound.

The gate slowly opened.

His breath gradually quickened, drenched in sweat, he stared wide-eyed into the space beyond the gate, completely oblivious to the commissioner's driver who had silently stood behind him.

Until the scene beyond the gate entered his eyes, he couldn't help but exhale deeply.

Cold sweat dripped.

There!

Everything was still there!

The four Fusion Bomb warheads recorded, two conventional forty-thousand-ton types, one miniature thousand-ton type, and one strategic million-ton type, all present before them!

The keeper was already moved to tears, looking at the commissioner.

Take a proper look, this burden is truly not mine!

The commissioner seemed to be taken aback as well, and after a moment, exhaled in relief, gently smiling, patting his shoulder, then entered the small warehouse to carefully inspect the serial numbers and storage conditions.

But the longer he observed, the more stiff his expression became, his face gradually going pale.

"Fake...?"

"Wha—"\\p>

The keeper cried out in shock, instinctively moving forward, wanting to inspect closely.\\p>

But felt, suddenly a chill behind him.\\p>

Bang!\\p>

Darkness struck!\\p>