The intersection of the northern border between the Bactria Empire and the Principality of Issa.

The vast mountain peaks are winding endlessly.

The Palmi Mountains are like a proud giant dragon, continuously circling for thousands of kilometers.

Heavy snowflakes were falling in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there was a blanket of white snow.

Due to its proximity to the pole, it is covered with ice and snow most of the year.

Except for a handful of ice and snow monsters wandering here, basically no other creatures can survive.

On the edge of a steep cliff, Hassen, wearing a gray trench coat, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

No matter how violent the wind and snow, he remained unmoved.

In front of him stood a newly built tomb.

Thick snow has already covered the loess on the tomb, and the two logs are crossed in the shape of a cross, making it look very desolate and solemn.

"teacher......"

At this moment, Hassen took off his bronze mask and held a crumpled paper crane tightly in his hand.

"Just have a good rest here..."

Gently place the paper crane in front of Grandma Ya's grave.

Hassen clasped his hands together and bowed his head in worship.

"You said that this world is not perfect, but I have the right to choose..."

Gritting his teeth, Hassen lowered his head and sighed: "You are right..."

"I, in fact, have already made my choice!"

Slowly raising his head, his slightly darkened skin was vividly illuminated by the white snow in the sky.

"Subvert the rules of the original Night Watch world, completely dominate and transform this dirty world, judge the guilty, redeem the poor souls, so that there is no longer any ground for tragedy, and everything can return to its original point...

"

"This is my choice!"

Narrowing his eyes, Hassen's expression was full of hope and hatred.

It's not like they are the same person.

"The view and scenery here are very good, just stay here and take a good look..."

"Watch me change this hateful world!"

The wind and snow whizzed past the cliffs on the top of the mountain, making a whining cry.

The paper crane on the tomb was inexplicably blown up, and flew into the sky along with the biting cold wind.

The souls of the dead heroes go to heaven, and the people left behind are still troubled.

Many things remain unchanged.

It cannot be changed easily...

"team leader......"

A soft call came from behind, and Nimu, who had her twin tails tied up, approached cautiously.

Suddenly startled, Hasen quickly put away his moved expression and slowly put on his mask.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

"The latest news came from Longdu..."

Bowing and bowing, Nimu reported in a low voice: "Luo Hou has used mental toxins to sneak attack An Gufeng's granddaughter, causing her to fall into coma. The task was completed smoothly, but..."

"Just what?" Hassen said in a deep voice.

"In order to cover Luo Hou's evacuation, Bai En was attacked by the Fengdu Divine Martial Body, and finally chose to commit suicide..."

There was silence for a long time.

Still sitting in front of Grandma Ya's grave, Hasen didn't react at all.

"Captain, you..." Nimu called softly.

"You're pretty smart, you know what's important and what's important..."

Still not looking back, Hazen murmured and asked: "Does Byrne have any family members?"

"I have a seventeen-year-old daughter!"

Nodding, Nim responded: "Now living in New York City, Ocean Federation..."

"Send a sum of money to her daughter to ensure that this girl will have enough food and clothing in the next few years!"

Hassen ordered coldly.

"yes!"

Obediently bowing and obeying the order, Nim didn't dare to have the slightest intention of disobeying her.

After a while, she secretly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with eyes filled with fanatical reverence.

"Captain, can we start the original plan?"

"Not enough..."

Shaking his head, Hassen said in a deep voice: "They are just descendants of a night watchman family. The chips in our hands are far from enough..."

After pondering for a moment, Hassen looked back and said, "I think it's time to contact Shadow!"

With a look of astonishment on her face, Nimu couldn't help but take two steps back.

Codename "Shadow"——

He was a spy placed by the Apostle of Judgment in the Longdu War Preparedness Department in his early years.

Fast forward more than ten years, and Hassen has never contacted him proactively!

The purpose is not to affect this guy's lurking, so that when necessary, he can give the Longdu War Preparedness Department a heavy blow.

Obviously, he thinks the time has come!

"Let him create an opportunity to severely injure Dragon City War God Beigong Mu!"

Narrowing his eyes, Hasen said sinisterly: "There is no need to kill the opponent. With his strength, he can't do that. Just let Bei Gong Mu be seriously injured. Even if it is a missing arm or leg, in short, as long as it is to weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness."

For the purpose, any means can be used!”

"Yes! But after so many years, will the shadow..." Nimu said a little worried.

"No need to worry about this!"

With a smile, Hassen murmured.

"I know him better than you do. He hates the Great Xia Empire as much as I do. Even if we let him die, he will never truly surrender to the Longdu War Preparation Department!"

Now that the matter is over, Nimu doesn't say anything more.

In her heart, Hassan is the omnipotent god.

What the captain says is never false!

As long as you do what he wants, there won't be any problems!

Beep beep beep...

The communication device on my wrist suddenly sent out a continuous signal.

Raising her hand to look, Nimu's face suddenly changed and she quickly asked for instructions: "Captain, it's a call from Zhongshan Group..."

"Hmph! It's that damn bug again!"

With a helpless sigh, Hassen stood up slowly and came to Nimu's side.

"Connect the communication!"

"yes!"

Press the device on your wrist, and a holographic projection light curtain suddenly rises!

In the projection, a thin man wearing a traditional kimono is coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

After finally stopping his coughing, the man's face turned extremely pale and he smiled slightly.

"Long time no see, Mr. Hassen..."

Glancing at the man in the projection, Hassen sneered: "Mr. Zhongshan's face is not very good. You seem to be running out of time..."

Zhongshan Yizhi——

The sun never sets, the chairman of the Royal Chamber of Commerce of the Empire, and the richest man in the world.

Its subsidiary Zhongshan Group owns more than 70% of the magnetic gold veins in the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.
To be continued...