Probably because of the existence of the scanning band, the defense inside the base was actually quite lax.
It was a good thing that although his physical strength wasn't as good as Wei-ah's, it was still abnormally strong.
The shocking burst of power turned him into a shadow, which was hard to find under the cover of the shadows.
As for Wei-ah, he was even faster, and his silhouette was even fainter.
Although Chen Mu's pseudo breath control didn't have the power of true breath control, it was outstanding in terms of restraining one's breath.
Under the five different kinds of fluctuations, he shuttled back and forth like a fish, not stirring up a single splash.
The air in the drainage pipe was very smelly, with everything in it. You could see things like rats from time to time, and water was dripping from the top of the pipe.
It was dark inside the drainage pipe, but Chen Mu didn't need to be careful and could use the illumination card.
After a few changes of hands, it had become a place for large-scale teams to rent, specifically for temporary rest.
Xi Ping had bought the building plans for the base at a high price from a local construction card artisan, who had previously been the base's maintenance worker.
Chen Mu had always thought that Wei-ah was like the demonic woman, an ace in assassination.
But he didn't feel that way that day; Wei-ah was more like a powerful ace than a dark killer.
If the demonic woman had done it, she would certainly have done it more professionally and perfectly.
Chen Mu found that while the move looked simple, it was quite effective.
When he was practicing with Wei-ah, it could also play a big role.
It could be seen from the time that he could add about three seconds to his confrontation if he used that skill.
The origin of that mask had long been untraceable. If Xi Ping hadn't been so familiar with the things at the auction house, how could he have remembered such a small mask?
That was directly related to the nature of the scanning card and the perceptual method that the card artisan practiced.
Apart from some special perceptual training methods, the perception trained by ordinary methods was more sensitive to energy.
A fist-sized milky white energy body floated three meters in front of Chen Mu, emitting a soft white glow that turned the pipe white.
Now that he thought about it, all of the things that the demonic woman had given him were useful. Unfortunately, all that was left was the elastic grass and the ghost-faced flower.
Chen Mu first walked to the vent and opened it, leaving it unlatched. From the outside, there would be absolutely no clues.
After doing that, Chen Mu mentally linked his position with the rest of the base and quickly arranged his escape route.
It was pure black without any patterns. The surface had been sanded so that it did not reflect light. Moreover, it was very soft when worn on the face.
Unfortunately, there was only one such mask, and Chen Mu rather liked such a plain and unadorned mask.
Even Wei-ah rather liked that mask.
Wei-ah was always at his side like a ghost.
He didn't seem to have used any tricks, but he was able to not cause any ripples under these scanning wavelengths.
Chen Mu had asked Wei-ah about that, but Wei-ah couldn't say why.
After climbing for about seven or eight meters, the two of them could vaguely hear someone talking.
Five to six minutes later, a hole large enough for one person to crawl through appeared in front of them.
Thinking about how Wei-ah could easily dig such a hole in the corner of the wall without the help of any tools, Chen Mu still felt a little speechless even though he was used to it.
A pungent smell rushed into the warehouse.
Above their heads, there was a vertical pipe leading to the top.
He suddenly half-bent his legs and jumped up.
Having arranged his escape route, Chen Mu jumped into the drainage without hesitation, with Wei-ah close behind him.
Although it was only about three seconds, every extra second was hard to come by when sparring with Wei-ah.
The sparring between Chen Mu and Wei-ah used seconds as the unit of measurement.
Of course, there were some exceptions, such as the freak Caesar from 30 years ago. The Materials Refinement Code he practiced was unique in that regard.
Chen Mu had been mistaken for practicing the Materials Refinement Code.
There was a small conference room lit up, which could hold about 20 people and had advanced projection equipment.
There were extremely detailed markings on the architectural plans.
For example, Chen Mu knew that the drainage system below the conference room led to a warehouse 50 meters away. The two were connected by a pipe buried deep in the ground that had a diameter of 1.5 meters.
The two of them immediately sped up, and they quickly arrived below the conference room.
With the architectural plans, the entire operation was a lot safer.
The walls of the circular pipe were slippery, but Wei-ah was like a gecko as he easily climbed up.
Chen Mu couldn't be like Wei-ah, who had long since dropped his wall-climbing lotus. Otherwise, it would only be a small problem.
That jump was three meters high.
He still had some elastic grass in his shoes, which could greatly increase his explosive power.
Wei-ah's right hand turned into a claw as he gently dug at the corner of the wall.
His seemingly gentle movements were extremely efficient, and large chunks of masonry were easily plucked out like clay.
By that time, the vertical pipe had reached its end and turned into a horizontal pipe.
No one's scanning wavelength could penetrate more than 10 meters into the ground.
The thicker the material, the better the effect of isolating the scanning wavelength and perception.
Although he was carrying a person in his hand, Wei-ah didn't seem to be affected in the slightest. He quickly climbed up without making any sound.
Above them, the voices in the conference room were getting clearer.
Wei-ah was wearing a black frosted mask.
It was a mask made of some strange alloy, which Xi Ping had specially picked out from among the goods for that night's operation.
The two of them didn't say anything more and got in.
Faint fluctuations were faintly discernible, like water ripples, covering the entire area.
That was the effect of the scanning card. There wasn't just one kind of complex fluctuation in the area, but five. That showed how tight their defenses were.
Over time, Chen Mu had already gotten used to it. That guy's power had long since surpassed that of a human's.
Chen Mu had learned his concealment skills from the demonic woman, and he needed to draw support from the surrounding environment.
The demonic woman was certainly more awesome, but Chen Mu had only learned the most basic skills.
But, probably because he had used it so much, he was actually quite familiar with it, almost becoming an instinct.
The encampment of the Central Repository of the Classics was a small building complex.
But, since the Central Repository of the Classics hadn't paid much attention to Pomelo, it wasn't like a completely sealed off base.
Chen Mu's base was a completely sealed off base. As long as the passageway was closed, anyone who wanted to get in would have to storm in.
Don't think that level of vigilance was low. Those five card artisans would certainly be among the top 200 in the entire federation when it came to the skill of scanning cards.
Five such powerful scouting card artisans would certainly be terrifying.
Chen Mu's face was covered in ghost-faced flowers, with five bright and glistening designs of the same size, shaped like drops of blood. They were arranged perfectly straight from his forehead to his chin, which was incomparably strange.
The ghost-faced flowers would form a different design every time, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered.
The door to the small warehouse was locked, but that wasn't much of a problem for Chen Mu and Wei-ah. The two of them hadn't intended to enter through the main door.
It was a very ordinary warehouse. When it was first built, it was only used to store some daily sundries and was classified as a non-combat unit.
So, it was made of the most ordinary masonry, which was the cheapest.
But, because it wasn't a completely sealed off base, Chen Mu and Wei-ah wouldn't have been able to sneak in.
The meeting room was right in the center of the base, and there was nothing to hide within 20 meters of it. If they were to get directly close, the possibility of being discovered would be high.
Although the small warehouse was more than 70 meters away from Chen Mu, there were houses all along the way, which gave Chen Mu a lot of convenience.
In that short time, Wei-ah had already opened the cover to the drain.
That day's fierce battle wasn't going to be an easy thing for anyone.
Even if the Central Repository of the Classics was more powerful, the mental exhaustion would be equally great.
In order to let everyone rest better, Qiao Yuan had only arranged for five card artisans to stand guard.
Once they entered, they smelled a musty smell. It looked like it had been left unused for a long time.
The two of them quickly reached the corner of the small warehouse.
The two of them tiptoed slowly through the pipes. Their movements were extremely light, lest they make the slightest sound.
The base was quiet, with only one place having a light.
But, the scanning card had a natural flaw. For example, it was extremely sensitive to energy fluctuations. Any tiny energy fluctuation could attract its attention, but it wasn't very sensitive to any material object without any energy.
Fortunately, there wasn't such a freak among the five.
But, Chen Mu himself was still half-baked, and he wasn't qualified to say anything about the others.
Out of caution, Chen Mu turned off the illumination card, but his apparatus was still active, which made it convenient for him to make a move at any time.
When he rose to the highest point, Wei-ah, who was on top of his head, suddenly reached out with his right hand and grabbed Chen Mu's arm.
Chen Mu and Wei-ah took advantage of the building's shadows to approach the light without a sound.
Xi Ping had actually found the architectural plans for the encampment of the Central Repository of the Classics.
That place used to be the encampment of a card artisan firm. After the card artisan firm left, it was sold to a merchant.
In the shadows, Chen Mu took a careful look around and didn't find any movement.
Sticking close to the ground, Chen Mu suddenly leaped to the side.
He was like a nimble leopard cat, shuttling and leaping between the shadows.
Since he couldn't use cards, Chen Mu's big mudfish card couldn't be used there. He could only draw on the strength of his limbs.
The drain there used an alloy lock, but it had probably been there for too long and hadn't been maintained, so the lock had already rusted.
Wei-ah had no trouble twisting the lock.