Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train-Chapter 835 - 354: Dawn City and the Phoenix Society (9K Double - )_2

"It is true that he carries the aura of a Taboo Item on him." Ning Jing looked at Lin Xian and said, "Ah Bai said he felt the same kind of aura from him as from Captain Lin, probably not wrong. But this man is cunning, how much of his words can be trusted is unknown."

Lin Xian’s eyes flickered, "Black Candle... if it really exists, then either the people from the Holy Revelation are deceiving him, or they didn’t extinguish the candle, letting this guy cling on to life."

"Speaking of which..." Monica’s gaze swept over Lin Xian’s face, and she said lightly, "How long do you plan to keep him?"

"Let’s not worry about him for now." Lin Xian looked towards the distant Cloud Tower and said, "Let’s go, Mochizuki Masashi is waiting for us, and I haven’t had the chance to experience a top-tier banquet yet."

"Yes, let’s handle the main business first. This kind of guy survives on a bit of information, and it might be that his intel interests Mochizuki Masashi more than it does us," Shi Deyuan said.

Lin Xian nodded. Although it’s a banquet, it’s mainly the leaders of a few core teams preparing to discuss the upcoming plans. Therefore, Lin Xian only brought KIKI and Chen Sixuan, while the others went to relax in Silent City. On the train, Grace and Dancer No.1, along with several PX-05 maintenance robots, stayed behind to perform basic maintenance and inspection of the Infinity.

At this moment, a robot responsible for receiving the guests came to guide them towards the tower. As Lin Xian took a few steps forward, he heard Monica beside him whispering a subtle message that only he could hear.

"Neon cuisine is clear and bland, not fit for high-end banquets. Only Dragon Country cuisine and French cuisine are suitable for top-tier banquets. If you really want, I’ll invite you to enjoy the real delicacies of Dragon Country another day."

Lin Xian frowned slightly and couldn’t help but turn his head to look at her, finding Monica looking ahead, and thus asked

"In this apocalypse, where is there any delicacy..."

Monica’s lips curled slightly, and she quickly stepped forward, leaving behind a cryptic remark.

"In my car."

Lin Xian was slightly taken aback by this, wondering if this woman had hidden some top-quality ingredients even under the apocalypse?

But it was just an offhand comment; he wasn’t too concerned about food. To him, eating delicacies couldn’t compare to devouring the Queen Mo. Maybe that would directly help him break through to Level 6 and complete his Mechanical Awakening!

That was the most important thing, Lin Xian thought to himself. Now, while in the Silent City, he must seize this opportunity to enrich the previously barren mechanical theory and blueprint library, and at the same time strengthen his superpower.

Following a leading robot, the seven of them took the elevator all the way to the upper deck of the Cloud District, located at the top rear of the Floating City. Here, there was a separate deck, designed as a secluded private space, seemingly floating in the cloud as a Harmony Holy Realm.

After the mechanical door opened, under the extendable steel curtain canopy was a vast Neon-style courtyard. In the center of the courtyard was a clear pool, with the bottom paved with luminous white jade sand. The water surface reflected the surrounding bamboo fences and stone lanterns. Several decorative stones stood by the pool, resembling distant mountains, embodying the essence of the "Mountain Building Garden." A bamboo "Deer Scare" gently tilted, and the bamboo tube struck the Green Stone, producing a clear and resonant sound, rippling through the quiet courtyard like an echo.

The further you walked in, the more blue sky and white cloud holographic projections appeared at the top, simulating the change of seasons in Neon. Cherry blossoms floated down in the spring, fireflies dotted the summer night, autumn leaves burned like fire, and winter snow silently covered the garden. The light and shadows scattered on the moss and sand patterns in the courtyard, intertwining reality and illusion, making one feel as though they were in a tea garden far removed from the clamor of the world.

The soundproofing technology here was superb, and when the curtain canopy was fully closed, the mechanical roar from outside completely disappeared, leaving only the rustling of bamboo leaves and the dripping of pool water. The group felt as if they were not inside a mechanical Floating City, but rather in a luxurious mansion in the picturesque Qingye Suburbs.

At the end of the corridor, a familiar figure stood there with a smile, as if waiting for them all along.

Qian Suxun.

"You look like you’ve had a good rest," Qian Suxun said with a smile to Lin Xian.

"You’ve recovered well too."

Like him, Qian Suxun had also faced the terrifying ordeal of observing the Fish-tailed Lion Statue for a few minutes. Although assisted by Silent City’s Blood Orchid and Shi Zhi, this guy still looked calm and collected, indicating that his level of spiritual power was not ordinary.

After speaking, he turned around, and the door behind slowly opened: "Please."

Beyond the door was a vast Harmony Hall, laid with light grass-colored tatami mats. In the center was a long beechwood boat-shaped table, with a natural wood grain table top, and neatly arranged rosewood seat tables on either side. In front of each seat was Wajima lacquerware and Bizen sake sets. At the far end of the table, Mochizuki Masashi stood quietly in a plain robe.

Artificial night wind blew through, causing cherry blossom petals to fall into the tenmoku tea bowls on the dining table. At this moment, the clamor of the mechanical Floating City seemed entirely isolated from this universe of wabi-sabi.

"Don’t be polite, please have a seat," Mochizuki Masashi said with his usual calm expression. Seeing that everyone was quite curious about the scenes inside, he looked in a direction outside the window and said, "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not particularly fond of the quality of environmental spaces. Building such an area was merely to provide a resting place for an old friend."

Upon hearing this, everyone followed his gaze and saw, by the clear pool outside, a gaunt elderly man with gray hair holding a simple bamboo rod fishing. The elderly man was hunched over, sitting there motionless as if asleep, while the fish bladder floating on the clear pool gently rippled with the water.