Chapter 172 Under the Oil Lamp

Snap, snap.

After a few days of travel, Ye Fan and his party came here after traveling a long distance.

Yuncheng is much better than Pingcheng. It is among the top ten cities in Nanchuan Province.

"Yuncheng, there really are clouds." Standing outside the city, Fatty Li looked at the clouds in the sky and marveled, "The clouds here seem to be connected. They are so big that they are connected. There is only one, but it is just right." Covering the entire sky above Yuncheng.”

"This cloud is the origin of the name of Yuncheng today. Before there was it, Yuncheng complained about coming to the city." Ye Fan replied, looking at the cloud, his eyes wavered slightly, "This is a product of technology. It is made by someone." Something that’s been researched.”

"A product of technology?" Hearing this, Fatty Li was stunned. He looked at Yun and felt a little embarrassed when he spoke, "This, this cloud, isn't the real cloud?"

"No." Ye Fan answered affirmatively, looking at Fatty Li's fuss, and shook his head, "It has appeared in Yuncheng for ten years. Ten years ago, Yuncheng was still behind Pingcheng. Because of this cloud, For ten consecutive years, Yuncheng has had good weather and good harvests every year, and this is how it looks today.”

"Most people don't know the origin of this cloud, they just think it is a miraculous work of nature."

"This is even more powerful than the miraculous craftsmanship of nature." Fatty Li exclaimed, "Creating a cloud that can change the weather at will sounds like a method from God."

"Now you should know why I said coming to Yuncheng is interesting." Ye Fan said with a smile in his eyes, "Imagine what kind of things we can do with this method if we can control it?"

After hearing this, several people's eyes changed. During this period, Fatty Li rubbed his hands and said eagerly:

"That's so interesting, what should we do next."

"Are you going to rob the Lord of Cloud City and ask him to hand it over, or are you going to secretly take away the technology from the treasure house? Do you need to wear a hood? What style do you want?"

"Now..." Looking at the fat man's appearance, Ye Fan lengthened his voice, "Now, let's find a place to stay, stay there, and have a good meal."

Fatty Li felt a little lonely when he heard this, "Ah, that's it."

"Of course, if you want to do big things, you must first settle down and observe before acting."

Ye Fan waved his hand, but walked ahead, leaving only one meaningful word.

"Yuncheng is not like Pingcheng. In Pingcheng, we have families, elders, teachers, and all kinds of helpers."

"Here we are just a few strangers, that's all."

…

Countless outsiders arrive in Yuncheng every day, and the arrival of Ye Fan and others does not attract many people's attention.

This is a booming city, with that cloud and endless vitality, growing like a vibrant child.

Of course, with such growth and vitality, it is not completely passionate, and there are many things that are difficult to discover.

In a basement, an oil lamp was dim and shaky.

The entire basement was filled with the smell of gasoline deposits, which was very pungent and made it difficult to stay there for long.

But in such an environment, under the oil lamp, a skinny-looking man was sitting in front of a table, fiddling with an instrument in front of him.

He was really thin, and his thin face was a little out of shape, but his thin body did not affect his concentration. He could only see his eyes locked on the instrument, operating from time to time, and immediately writing quickly on the paper next to him. , seems to be recording some precious information.

The environment had no influence on him. There seemed to be only enthusiasm for his own research in his eyes.

Snap, snap.

At a certain moment, footsteps sounded in the basement, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe arrived. He was well-dressed and had an upright face. He seemed to be an upright man.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and slowly came behind the thin man. The man who was immersed in research didn't seem to notice him and was still focused on the instrument in front of him.

After a while of silence, the middle-aged man finally spoke, "Chen Changsheng, there is news from above again, asking me to hand over the core of Changsheng Cloud within this month."

When the voice sounded, the thin man named Chen Changsheng was slightly startled and stopped what he was doing. But soon, he continued to move again and replied casually:

"The core is given to them so that we can recreate it. Haven't we given it to them before?"

"No one can activate the core without me."

A short sentence, but with strong confidence.

"I know." The middle-aged man replied, but he sighed, "But this time, the core of what they said..."

"It's you."

The sound echoed through the basement, seemingly echoing with the sighs.

Chen Changsheng stopped what he was doing and turned his head. His eyes were not full of fear and fear, but full of disbelief, "Weidong, did you betray me?"

"It's not me who betrayed you, it's your apprentice." Wei Dong shook his head with a trace of dissatisfaction, "He took refuge with the powerful people in Yuncheng and used the secret of Changsheng Yun as a certificate of surrender, in exchange for a life without worries about food and clothing."

"My apprentice, Wan Bai, is he..." Chen Changsheng spoke with thoughtfulness in his words.

After a while, he shook his head and said helplessly, "Wan Bai used to be a miserable child. He didn't live a good life for a few days. I can understand that he would betray me."

"It's already here, and you're still speaking for him." Wei Dong said with a bit of annoyance on his expression, but looking at Chen Changsheng, he could only sigh in the end.

"In the past, when they didn't know the secret, we could delay it, but now they know you."

"They are all putting pressure on me to hand you over. I am fine by myself, but I am afraid that they will attack the people around me. I have a family and a daughter who is just four years old..."

"Is that so?" After hearing this, Chen Changsheng paused for a while, and then said with some emotion, "Yuncheng seems to have changed. At that time, everyone worked together to have a full stomach."

"Yes, everyone has changed. Only you are still like this, still thinking about those who don't have enough to eat, and still... magnanimous."

Wei Dong opened his mouth and looked at Chen Changsheng. In his eyes, complex emotions were intertwined, revealing the pain. "We all thought that after researching the Immortality Cloud, everything would get better, but why..."

"It's okay." Chen Changsheng naturally saw Wei Dong's pain. At this time, even after knowing his apprentice's betrayal, he still seemed calm, stood up, and hugged Wei Dong.

"If there is no other way, just hand me over."

"I'm not going to help them."

"But do you know what they will do to you? They will torture you and force you with pain that those people cannot bear!" Wei Dong spoke with a trembling tone.

"It's okay." Chen Changsheng repeated again, with a kind of calmness in his eyes, "I can bear all this."

"You fart, you can't bear it at all, you will die!"

This kind of calmness stung Wei Dong. He pushed Chen Changsheng away, then turned around, his face no longer showing the previous confusion, and left with determination.

"I can't hand you over. The more you ask me to hand you over, the less I can do it."

"I will send another request for help to the higher authorities and will try my best."

"You are a god, the life-saving god of Yuncheng. No matter what, I will protect you!"