Chapter 647 Reciprocity
Chapter 647 Reciprocity
The rampant and reckless actions of Redemption Road have made Zone 59 a place of great interest to the entire modern world.
With various forces and factions gathering together, the storm symbolizing chaos draws ever closer to this war zone.
Mo Chen, who had originally held the idea of "protecting himself wisely," made up his mind at this moment.
He had to wade through the murky waters of the path to redemption.
They were both disgusted by this damned criminal group and wanted to seek justice for victims like Isabella and Ali, and also wanted to gain more benefits in the upcoming melee so that Courtyard 5905 could stand firm in the storm and even rise to prominence.
Perhaps, on her own, she could not have any impact on the deeply rooted poisonous weed that is the Path to Redemption.
But now, the Path of Redemption has attracted too many forces and factions. In front of those real giants, they have no interest in paying attention to a small War Courtyard.
The original balance in Zone 59 was completely broken, which gave Mo Chen a good opportunity to intervene.
At this point, it is necessary to give full play to subjective initiative.
Rather than retreating and staying out of it, it's better to step into the eye of the storm and stir up the muddy waters even more.
If you want to catch a big fish, muddy water is always easier than clear water.
Even the slightest ripple would be enough to benefit courtyard number 5905.
The reliable senior Zhao Hansong has secured an opportunity for them, the younger homeowners, to work together with the Aomori Rangers.
There are acquaintances among the wandering knights in courtyard number 5905, and dealing with them is naturally more convenient than with other forces or factions.
Going it alone is never a good strategy; only by leveraging existing forces can one find a glimmer of hope in a chaotic situation.
With his thoughts returning to reality, Ulan Linqin, standing to the side, only saw Mo Chen stunned for a few seconds.
She put the last fruit in her mouth and asked Mo Chen curiously, "Do you know Isabella?"
"Yes, she is now...my family."
Mo Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the chill surging in his heart, and answered Wulan Linqin's question with a smile.
Ulan Ringo blinked, then a genuine smile bloomed on her face, and the gloom in her eyes vanished: "Oh, that's wonderful. Isabella will definitely be very happy to meet such a gentle person as Master Mo Chen."
"I'd feel embarrassed if you praised me like that."
Mo Chen raised his hand and gently rubbed his brow, as if trying to erase all the distracting thoughts lingering in his mind.
Faced with this lively, adorable, and innocent girl, the resentment he felt for the path to redemption miraculously subsided.
"Oh, right, Master Mo Chen, you treated me to candied hawthorns, so... this is for you!"
Suddenly remembering something, Wulanlinqin carefully rummaged through her waist bag, pulled out a small apple-shaped object, and cautiously handed it to Mo Chen.
"This is?"
After accepting the jewelry from the other party, Mo Chen couldn't help but ask a question out of curiosity.
"Hehe, this is a handmade amulet passed down through generations in our Wulan family."
Ulanlinqin scratched her head and smiled sheepishly: "Although it may not be worth as much as a candied hawthorn, I embroidered every stitch myself. It is said to protect the wearer from bad luck and bring peace and safety."
Mo Chen lowered his head and carefully examined the "apple" in his palm.
It doesn't look refined; in fact, it's rather rough. The wool used is outdated coarse fabric, and the stitching isn't exactly delicate.
But beneath those crooked, crimson threads, one can feel a deep, comforting warmth.
This is not merely a handmade product, but a sincere expression of goodwill.
"This amulet must be very important to you, right?"
Mo Chen was somewhat moved, but reason told him that this peace charm might be of extraordinary significance to Wulan Linqin.
"Oh, Master Mo Chen, please take it."
Without saying a word, Wulanlinqin pushed away the hand that Mo Chen offered, and playfully stuck out her tongue: "This is the first peace charm I made by hand. Although it looks a bit ugly and not as good as the ones I made later, it's the only peace charm I have left in my bag."
She thought for a moment and added, "Besides, you treated me to candied hawthorns, and I gave you a good luck charm in return. In Long'an, this is called 'reciprocity'."
Seeing the unyielding look on Wulanlinqin's face, Mo Chen smiled helplessly and finally accepted the gift.
"Thank you for bringing me peace, Miss Ulan."
"No need to thank me, Master Mo Chen. It's getting late, so I'll head back to rest now."
"Walk slowly."
Ulanlinqin waved her hand, turned around, and skipped into the night.
Mo Chen watched her walk down from the observation deck, the peace charm in his palm still retaining a little warmth.
"There is always a moment of calm before the storm."
He muttered to himself, continuing to gaze into the distance, his eyes fixed on the area beyond the courtyard.
The abandoned city is quiet tonight, and there are no enemies wandering around the courtyard.
After the courtyard battle that morning, the number of low-level zombies in the vicinity decreased sharply once again.
After all, Courtyard No. 5905 is located in the heart of the area, which is much more peaceful compared to the outer ring where war rages every day.
"If Fengyu were back, I could get some information about the Redemption Path from her."
Thinking of his beloved Feng, who still hadn't returned, Mo Chen left the viewing platform, intending to inspect the battlefields in the front and back yards separately.
The Community Tree's database should contain a lot of information about the Path of Redemption; I should check it out.
The Federal Major General will be visiting tomorrow morning; we need to make preparations for his reception.
[Preparations before departure must be thorough, just in case. I also need to ask which plant spirit warriors are willing to go with me.]
If you want to travel with the Aomori Rangers, you must depart no later than tomorrow afternoon and reach the Ranger camp in the abandoned city.
While arranging the things he needed to deal with next, Mo Chen inspected the two battlefields in courtyard 5905.
With no enemies invading the courtyard, the plant spirit warriors on guard duty had just changed shifts, and many courtyard residents had gathered on the lawns in the front and back yards to play.
After confirming that everything was alright in the backyard, Mo Chen went to the front yard.
He greeted the passing plant warriors or courtyard residents, and soon he reached the end of the battlefield in the front yard. Out of the corner of his eye, he habitually glanced at the mailbox that stood on the edge of the fence, which was usually inconspicuous.
He had intended to skip the mailbox, but his keen intuition made him stop in his tracks.
He sensed something was amiss and quickly walked to the mailbox.
The mailbox lid wasn't fastened tightly as usual; instead, it was slightly raised with a small crack.
If you don't look closely, you probably won't even notice it.
"Strange, has anyone opened this mailbox in the last few days?"
Mo Chen frowned slightly, and alarm bells immediately went off in his mind.
He should be the only one in the entire courtyard who possesses the key to open this mailbox.
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