Chapter 1049: 1046

"What other wishes do I have..."Adela's sitting posture gradually changed. With her arms crossed and her face full of contemplation, she said:

"If I have any dreams, what I most long for now should be to have a grand and wild encounter with a powerful and mischievous gentleman, then... secretly indulge without my family's knowledge?"

When asked if she had any wishes, Adela thought for a while before speaking.

Her family became wealthy quite early; even though they lost their title later and fell into decline, they quickly regained stability in Ahmei and have been prosperous for several hundred years.

She never lacked material wealth and didn't even need to pay for things in the family's managed territory.

As for wishes, Adela feels she wants a grand encounter and an entrance.

The transparent person born in the "assassin" family most hopes, deep down, to stand under the spotlight on stage and reveal her most brilliant side.

[Uh... I hope everyone can notice me, even if it's somewhat morally compromised. — Adela pondered a long time after hearing Master Fuli ask her, before summarizing what she really wants. Adela feels she wants a grand stage show, even if it requires borrowing others' splendor.]

[Wish Fulfilled: No Longer Invisible]

"Hm?"

As Adela spoke her wish, Ansheng's mind saw a new set of wishes appear in the wish list, two golden glows lighting up one after the other.

Ansheng clicked on Adela's wish; after reading what she most wants to do at the moment, he was slightly stunned.

"It shouldn't be like this! We were just discussing the Mayflower Leader and elections, so how come Adela's wish doesn't really encompass or describe them?"

Ansheng thought in bewilderment, turning his gaze to the second refreshed wish.

[Wishes? Ha... They're all dead, that's probably the greatest feedback for me, right? — Lucy No.6 looked at the night scene outside the window, hearing Master Fuli ask about her expectations for wishes. She couldn't help but show a faint smile and shake her head gently at the bottom of her heart: As for wishes... didn't I just say them completely just now?]

[Wish Fulfilled: Godslayer (The false gods possess the shell of faith, rebirthing from nirvana, past events all transformed into an eternal obsession found again)]

"Wait, who are you again?" After seeing the content of the second wish, Ansheng's mouth twitched.

Lucy No.6... Of course, Ansheng knows this name belongs to the intelligence merchant and Mountain Folk [Earl].

But where is the Earl herself?

Miyel drove the car to a secluded corner, and the surroundings were silent for two miles.

And this off-road vehicle was always under the exclusive surveillance of Miyel's escort team, so there was no eavesdropping.

The Earl wouldn't be hiding under the chassis of the car, right? Or is Adela in front of us... actually problematic?

"......"

Ansheng discreetly glanced at Adela, not quite understanding where 'Earl' might be hiding to eavesdrop.

No..... From the details described in the wish list, a vague hint could be seen.

Adela's denunciation of the Mayflower Organization was voiced through the mouth of the Earl.

The Earl knew the Mayflower was powerful; she sought to undermine the Mayflower Leader but dared not confront her directly, resorting to relaying the latest intelligence through someone else's identity to report to Master Fuli.

That is, the leader of the Mayflower Organization had secretly infiltrated Furui City not long ago.

"Uhm... my wish shouldn't be particularly morally questionable, right?" Adela said a bit embarrassed:

"It's just sneaking in, and after the occurrence, our family from young to old, along with the territory, will become lively."

"In plays, doesn't a noble lady's affair often make the entire city know within half a day."

Adela clumsily described the saying, 'Bad news travels fast.'

"Among the Landlords of Longevity, set against your brother's backdrop, your wish is like a breath of fresh air..."

Ansheng's pupils slightly unfocused, refocused, sweeping his gaze to the safe house, he genially affirmed Adela's wish.

Adela was just about twenty, and wasn't married nor had a boyfriend — what's wrong with having a secret romance?

Aside from the somewhat outlandish request, Ansheng didn't see any problem.

Her wish reminded Ansheng of a line from the movie "A Chinese Odyssey":

"My true love is a hero; one day he'll come riding on a cloud to marry me."

...

Ansheng finished asking everything he needed from Adela.

In his mind, he had a suspicion that the Earl might be hiding in the safe house, but he didn't pay much attention to it. A fearless intelligence merchant is no true intelligence merchant.

Only those intelligence merchants with enemies everywhere are qualified ones.

If they have no enemies, how reliable could their intelligence be?

"Master Fuli...."

"Ahead is the enemy camp...."

The off-road vehicle hidden in the wilderness drove out again as Miyel drove across a trench and barricades made of roadblock stakes, and then looked at Master Fuli.

"You just drive inside."

Ansheng waved his hand, glancing at Adela who was shrinking in the trunk.

"They may have plenty of bullets, but based on my life's experience, I firmly believe this: All creatures have varying degrees of [rock allergy]!"

"We just pick up some rocks, and upon seeing them, the other side will faint or even go into shock."

Due to Miyel's different language and Shasha's shallow human societal experience, they didn't catch the mockery hidden in Master Fuli's words.

Only Zhang Lin and Jin Wu looked at Master Fuli with difficulty, a questioning emoji floating above their heads.

Good heavens.....

A stone thrown personally by Master Fuli, what creature could withstand this blow through the sky?

"Shasha, you get on the roof to catch bullets, leave everything else to Ansheng and me."

The off-road vehicle gradually saw the silhouette of buildings from the roadside snowy plains as Ansheng started arranging tasks, unwilling to waste time at the city entrance.

"Okay....."

Upon hearing this, Shasha climbed out the sunroof, her fair skin gradually covering with a layer of black shark skin.

"Eek—"

Master Fuli turned around, lifting Adela out of the trunk and placing her on the rear seat, seating her in the center. Ansheng stood with his feet on her shoulder, placing the picked-up stone on the car roof, emitting a soft whimper.

The penetrating whimper of the fox spun throughout the night sky above Furui City, calling to teammates in the city.

"Bang—"

A resounding explosion tore through the night sky, accompanied by the echoing boom.

Shasha on the roof suddenly raised her hand, her palm collided with something accompanied by fierce flame, creating a mist.

A sharp bullet aimed directly at the driver's seat was caught by Shasha with her star-picking maneuver.

"It seems they're sniping..." Shasha tossed aside the transformed bullet from her palm, saying to Master Fuli:

"I can feel the boiling blood between the buildings, gun barrels all pointing at Miss Miyel..."

Miyel's pale gold hair, light eyes, and paler skin than even Caucasians are typical traits of the Rakshasa nationality's exterior.

Based on this, Miyel's face, within Rakshasa nationality ranks, fell into the softer category of outlines, aligning with the East Rakshasa's facial features.

The Furui City's civilian resistance organization, upon seeing this, immediately felt their blood boiling, preparing to take down this Eastern Rakshasa first.

Other matters can wait....

"Damn rascals..." Miyel, driving the car, mumbled curses under her breath.

"Seems like you all have dreams too!"

Master Fuli raised his hand, crushed the stone, picked out those without edges, and flicked them. The stone followed the bullet's path, shooting back.

"Bang—"

A muffled grunt echoed between buildings, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling. The ambushed Furui City's civilian resistance immediately erupted into disorderly cries:

"Miss Black Panther is down, attention, attention, the East Rakshasa ghosts are sniping, get the RPG up here and have Mr. Lion snipe directly!"

"Whistle—"

But this scout didn't finish his sentence before a piercing sound arrived, hitting his forehead.

The small stone resembled a machine gun bullet strung with a lock.

As soon as the ambusher made any noise, the next instant a stone would hit their forehead, rapidly triggering the "rock allergy" embedded in their genes.