The Universe Is Innately Just 217 Last Line Part Four

"Jackpot!", mumbled Fell who couldn't believe his ears. Even if the voice was changed due to pa.s.sing through a microphone, and was slightly different from his voice in reality. Fell immediately recognized Moha's voice.

His hand swiftly moved towards the equipment, and he pressed a dial with a microphone image drawn on it. He approached the thin black colored microphone and coughed twice near it.

"Who the f.u.c.k is that?", Moha's coa.r.s.e voice broke through Fell's ears.

Another cough resounded, and Moha heard Fell's youthful voice resound in Pig's Paw. "It's me, old man."

"Why the f.u.c.k are you contacting me through a radio?" his voice was filled with his inner puzzlement, and he asked another question. "Did you already leave the slums?"

"Hmm", Nodded Fell before explaining. "I've met with Sifiso and had taken care of recruiting the gladiators. The problem is, when I came back here, I've learned that the beast waves will arrive in less than four hours.". A gasp reverberated from the other side of the line, and Fell continued as he knew that Moha wouldn't interrupt him. "With pressing matters like these, I can't afford to leave the city, and I needed a way to contact the core from here."

"In short, I'm going to need your help Moha. Run toward Gladiator's Heaven and tell Sifiso that the beast will be here soon and that we will need help."

Moha stayed silent for a few seconds. After learning the news of the attack a few hours earlier, he hadn't expected for it to happen this early. He didn't react for a few seconds before mumbling in a calm voice, "I'll take care of it, trust me!".

"I know, old man.", responded Fell. His hand moved toward the dials of the radio, and just as he pressed on the b.u.t.ton to quit the frequency channel, he heard Moha's last sentence in his headsets.

"Good luck, kid. Try not to die.", the message might sound strange. But Fell could sense the urgency hidden in Moha's voice.

He got up from the desk with a smile on his face. "I won't die, old man. I definitely won't!", he thought with steady confidence. His steps quickly took him out of the police department, and he began walking toward the place from where he would defend the city.

His figure darted toward the West. After traversing the streets of the central district, he arrived in front of a gigantic wall of steel. The wall was nearly hundreds of meters tall and was smooth beyond compare. As Fell approached the city's immaculate defensive wall, he was surprised to see his figure get reflected on it.

"Climbing over this will be a ha.s.sle for any normal beast.", he observed the walls that were used in the defense of the city. He couldn't help but notice the clear difference that existed between it and the normal steel they used to build the central district's buildings. "It even seems to be made to be slippery; there literally exists no grip or chip to climb over this wall…", he thought while feeling the chilling cold material of the wall.

His gaze extended past the line of the tall wall that extended around the surface of New Casablanca. "Do I have to climb this to regroup with Walter?", he looked at the height of the wall with a pensive gaze. "This surely isn't the only way. I'll walk around here a little bit, I'm sure I only need to look around, and I'll find a way to climb there."

The young cultivator's thought soon happened to be true. And after a few minutes of steady walking, he happened to find what looked like an entrance in the smooth wall. Just when he nearly thought that he was going to have to climb the difficult smooth surface of the wall, in a hidden spot, the reflective wall disappeared and was replaced by a dark and mysterious entrance.

He approached it, and the dark entrance turned into a fully lighted tunnel. He stepped inside with confidence, and before he walked more than a few steps, several clicks resounded, and a small cabin appeared on his left. The walls had opened smoothly, and without even noticing their movement, Fell found the new pa.s.sage on his left.

He stepped inside, and just as the thought that the cabin was similar to an elevator, he felt movement in his surroundings. The familiar sensation told him that the cabin was currently moving upward and judging from the cabin's speed. It wouldn't take him for more than two or three minutes to attain the top of the wall.

"I guess this city still had those kinds of surprises.", he exclaimed while thinking about the peculiar architectures. "I wonder if they are aware of my presence? They surely are.", he responded at his own question before looking around in the cabin.

His eyes darted left and right, and not even a few seconds after that thought, he finished his inspection. Nothing off the chart was found, and he came to the conclusion that the cabin's capacities were solely movement. It didn't even seem that there was any camera or lenses; when closing his eyes, he didn't feel any type of signal around the cabin.

Except for the electromagnetic energy he senses that came from the electricity that powered the object, he didn't feel any special frequency, be it radio waves or the six other types of waves used by mankind.

"I'm definitely not spied here, but I've got a gut feeling that they are aware of my presence here.", he thought while remembering the entrance that appeared out of nowhere. "I've got a little hunch that those kinds of entrances are controlled by them; it would also explain why I felt that the pa.s.sage was placed in a strange position."

The young cultivator wasn't really wrong. And the entrance in the smooth, reflective wall he had pa.s.sed through was close to many buildings used as housings.