Chapter 519 [Operator Green Ox]
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"Why are you crying? Keep working!"
In the slave farming area of Nirvana Water City, a Naga soldier stood on a high platform, holding a trident that gleamed coldly, and issued a stern reprimand to the hardworking Bubble Dragons below. His voice echoed in the morning air of Water City, carrying an unquestionable authority and coldness.
"Now you don't have to sleep in the wild, you won't have to worry about the cold at night, and you won't have to forage for food. You can eat the food of Water City." Though the soldier's voice was icy, every word seemed to emphasize a kind of mercy. However, behind this mercy lay a ruthless iron-bloodedness.
"These are all given to you by the Queen, so you must work even harder. With the chaos and war outside, you enjoy the Queen's protection here with me, so you must be grateful."
His eyes swept over the group of working Bubble Dragons. These creatures should have been swimming happily in the free waters, but now they were forced to toil in the fields, deprived of their freedom.
"Only 0.50% of your current treatment is due to your own work, and the remaining 90% is the blessing bestowed upon you by the Queen."
The soldier's words were filled with sarcasm, as if these creatures, forced to work, should be grateful for their treatment.
"So you must learn to appreciate what you have and weigh your dues."
As he finished speaking, a sense of oppression filled the air.
The Bubble Dragons lowered their heads and continued their monotonous and repetitive work, their eyes filled with endless fatigue and gloom.
Mole stood in the tourist area of Nirvana Water City, his gaze fixed on a group of water beasts being roughly commanded by Naga soldiers.
The sight of these beasts being forced to work underwater was truly heartbreaking.
However, he wasn't in Water City for undercover investigations or newspaper work, and it wasn't his turn to do that. Reporters at the Wandman Newspaper had already written numerous columns on the dark side of the triangular trade.
The trade logic that needed to be exposed had already been exposed by the newspaper reporters, yet the triangular trade remained rampant.
In the words of the renowned editor of the Wandman New World Newspaper—this is the power of the times, the wheel of history.
"My most urgent priority now is to quickly bring Green Ox back to the Administration to see the Director..."
Mole gently touched his pocket and silently pulled out a compressed capsule. With a press of his finger, the agent known as [Light-Invisibility Agent] appeared in his hand. His movements were extremely stealthy, and he retreated to a deserted corner, ensuring no one would notice.
"The Naga Queen is truly audacious. She even dared to detain a core member of the Administration. Does she really think the Administration can't reach the border area?"
Mole muttered to himself, then pressed the potion's viewer against his neck, took a deep breath, and decisively selected one-third of the dose.
The moment the injection was injected, a chill spread from the injection point throughout his body. Then, he felt himself merge with his surroundings, his presence significantly diminished, as if he were a tiny speck of dust in the air.
After entering the "subliminal state of awareness," the Mole slowly walked towards the entrance to the non-tourist area.
Two Naga guards stood there, warily scrutinizing anyone who approached.
However, for the Mole, none of this was an obstacle.
He passed easily through the guards' sight like a breeze, unnoticed.
And so, the Mole entered the non-tourist area with impunity. The surrounding people's conversations, the sound of water, and even the guards' breathing were clearly audible, yet they were completely unaware of his passage.
This near-invisibility gave the Mole unprecedented freedom of movement. He knew that his subsequent exploration and actions would rely entirely on this imperceptible concealment.
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Nirvana Water City Slave District Prison
A facility located deep within the city, specifically for detaining rebellious and rebellious Beastmasters, is renowned for its impenetrable structure and oppressive, chilling atmosphere.
The detention area is divided into three zones: A, B, and C.
A: Minor Beastmasters are held in relatively comfortable conditions, though still under strict surveillance.
B: Serious Beastmasters with riotous tendencies are held in harsh conditions and under intensive surveillance.
C: Extremely dangerous Beastmasters or those with repeated escape attempts are isolated and held under extremely strict security.
In Zone C of this prison, a segregated area specifically for extremely dangerous Beastmasters or those with repeated escape attempts, a human being is unusually held.
This individual stands over two meters tall, with a massive build, his muscular form defined by his exceptional strength.
A distinctive horn gleams in the sunlight, making him stand out against the dim surroundings. He was precisely the core Operator the Mole was searching for: Blue Bull—Evan Rowell.
Dressed in standard black and white prison uniform, Blue Bull sat by the prison window. Sunlight filtered through the narrow window, illuminating his horns, a symbol of strength. He closed his eyes, resting, seemingly finding a moment of peace even in this inhumane environment.
Suddenly, a series of dull knocks shattered the silence. Blue Bull's ears twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm and resolute.
Outside the door, the patrol captain of the Naga Ironfin Guard appeared, bearing a simple meal—a plate filled with batter.
His voice was cold and indifferent:
"Evan Rowell, your food."
There was no warmth in his words, as if he regarded the Operator before him as just another prisoner. He casually placed the plate on the ground, showing no respect.
Green Ox, with remarkable composure, slowly accepted the food placed on the ground from the tiny food delivery slot beneath the prison gate.
His movements were steady, and even in this situation, he seemed remarkably composed.
Then, looking up at the patrol leader, his voice firm and clear:
"I want to speak with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Water City."
Green Ox had repeated this request countless times, ever since he was surrounded and captured by the Iron Fin's hundred-man regiment. He had never given up on it.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because you attempted to steal property belonging to Water City."
The patrol leader's voice was cold and unwavering, and he ignored Green Ox's request.
The patrol captain glared at Green Ox fiercely and said:
"Outsider, you disregarded our city's laws and order, recklessly trespassed into the slave quarters, attempting to steal our precious resources. In your illegal actions, you resulted in the death of a respected Water City citizen, a young Naga. This is a blatant challenge to Water City's sovereignty and a serious violation of our social laws!"
The most important point is...
"You killed Lord Tynak's son. Even if the Administration arrives, we are in the right!"
The origins of Green Ox's conflict with Water City can be traced back to a covert operation several months ago. The primary purpose of the operation was to investigate the deaths of multiple Administration agents at the border. [Adam] suspected sniping of Administration agents at the border.
The secondary purpose of the operation was to monitor the large number of Water Beasts illegally entering Terra and, if necessary, to liberate them at the border.
During the operation, Green Ox came into a fierce conflict with the son of Tynak, leader of the Iron Fin slave unit.
Due to the urgency of the situation and the instinct of self-preservation, Green Ox accidentally killed Tynak's son.
This act immediately caused a huge outcry, and Tynak was furious, vowing to avenge his son.
Tynak leveraged his influence within Nirvana Water City to quickly capture Green Ox.
Considering the delicate relationship with the Administration, Tynak could not openly retaliate against Green Ox. Instead, he chose to secretly imprison him deep within the Water City and forbade anyone from reporting the incident to the diplomatic authorities, attempting to torture Green Ox through time and isolation.
On the other hand, he also understood that overly drastic action could exacerbate the conflict with the Administration and even threaten the security and stability of the Water City. Therefore, he hesitated to kill Green Ox.
Tynak was taking a gamble.
Betting on the Administration's attitude, and the Heavenly Kingdom behind it's attitude towards these operators with [Persodactyly].
Thankfully, the Administration hasn't made any major moves recently, so Green Ox's situation has become increasingly difficult.
However, Green Ox is certain of one thing: the power behind the sniping Administration operators is definitely not Tynak Ironfin, a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is mentally retarded.
Tynak Ironfin, Slave District Supervisor, Director of the Slave District Supervisory Bureau, leader of the Ironfin Guard, and one of the Queen's closest ministers.
Tynak's arbitrary and ruthless approach has earned him a poor reputation within Water City and even beyond the Slave District.
Many members of the naga and other races oppose and resent his methods, believing that his actions seriously violate the founding principles of Nirvana Water City.
However, due to the economic benefits Tynak brought to Water City and the Queen's support, the bureaucracy within Water City largely chose to ignore his actions, allowing him to maintain his power and status.
Green Ox had fallen out with such a high-ranking official and was passively drawn into a vortex of personal vendettas and political struggles.
At this moment, Green Ox picked up his "paste" with an expressionless face and began to eat it.
The patrol captain stood in the prison corridor, gazing at Green Ox, hoping for a reaction.
However, Green Ox's eyes were cold and indifferent, without any movement or expression.
The patrol captain felt a wave of displeasure, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, hinting at his inner dissatisfaction and anger.
Faced with Green Ox's attitude, he decided to temporarily leave the place.
He was filled with sarcasm and disdain for Green Ox's behavior.
As the prison's leader, Lord Tynak had already determined that the Administration cared little for operators like Green Ox.
In a few days, when Lord Tynak could no longer conceal his grief and began seeking venting, Green Ox would soon become a victim.
After the Naga's lackeys left, Green Ox slowly set down his batter and, with a stone, carved another "X"-shaped mark into the prison's inner wall.
This was a custom from his homeland, where the "X" represented prey to be hunted.
Green Ox was born and raised in a remote village in the Elbrus Mountains of the Oredin Empire.
His life was closely connected to nature, as a lumberjack, farmer, hunter, and undertaker...
Qingniu deeply understood the cycle of life and the power of nature.
He possessed a calm and gentle personality, displaying a deep love and sense of responsibility for his family and fellow villagers.
However, a Collapse event triggered by the Four Chaos Gods drastically changed his fate.
In this catastrophe, he tragically became a [Lost One], his body undergoing a drastic mutation. He sprouted a single horn, his height ballooned to 2.1 meters, and his physical strength increased dramatically, rendering him impervious to ordinary bullets.
He achieved a rare positive transformation, but his family and siblings ultimately died in the years that followed.
After burying the last of his family members, who died painfully from [Persiodactyly], he left his kingdoms.
Furthermore, whether through the blessing of the Aether or perhaps due to his alternate identity as a lumberjack, farmer, hunter, and undertaker, he acquired the [Birth Item] of "Communicating with Birds and Beasts" and "Understanding Nature."
Before his transformation, Evan Rowell was a beastmaster with deep emotions and unique skills.
He possessed a special connection with the animals of nature, understanding their emotions and needs, making it easy for him to tame and cultivate loyal companions.
During his time in the Elbrus Mountains, Evan raised several hunting dogs and a cat.
These animal companions were not only loyal friends but also indispensable aids in his life and work.
The hounds assisted him in hunting, while the clever cat provided comfort in his loneliness.
However, when the catastrophe unleashed by the Four Chaos Gods struck, none of these precious animal companions survived, and their deaths dealt a profound blow to Evan. After losing these companions, he long sank into deep grief and self-blame.
The uncontrollable nature of [Birth Item] led Green Ox to empathize with the enslaved Water Beasts many times stronger than many others.
"One more day..." Green Ox carved an "X" and closed his eyes again to rest.
While he was resting, a "Beast Tamer" entry popped up in his mind.
——Bubble Dragon——
Type: Water-type Beast Tamer
Size: Medium, approximately 2 meters in length, weighing approximately 60 kilograms.
Color: Main body azure blue, abdomen a bright silver, eyes a deep sea green.
Features:
Bubble Dragon is a mysterious aquatic Beast Tamer, renowned for its ability to generate large quantities of oxygen-rich bubbles underwater. It possesses a streamlined body and a pair of small wings, which, while insufficient for long-term flight, provide additional thrust underwater. Its sturdy and flexible tail is key to its agility in the water. Its head features dragon-like horns and a pair of sharp eyes, allowing it to clearly perceive its surroundings in dim underwater environments.
Abilities and Skills
Oxygen Bubble Generation: Bubble Dragon's most unique ability is the generation of oxygen-rich bubbles underwater through its specialized respiratory system. These bubbles not only provide essential oxygen for underwater operations but can also be used to wrap and protect sensitive items.
Underwater Agility: They move extremely quickly underwater, able to maneuver flexibly through the water and navigate even complex underwater terrain with ease.
Bubble Barrier: When necessary, Bubble Dragon can rapidly generate a large number of bubbles, forming a temporary bubble barrier for defense or isolation.
Current Number of Communications: 30
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He didn't sit still and wait. Tynak was waiting, and so was he.