Access Denied Ch115

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 115: When the Rain Stops

At the moment when Monday started spewing water, Luo Duan left Sigma’s body.

It was an extremely painful process. For all these days, Luo Duan hadn’t eaten, relying solely on the energy provided by Sigma to survive. Completely detaching from its body was like a plant uprooting itself from the ground.

His feet didn’t revert to their original state; they directly transformed into two pools of erosion. With the support of the water flow, Luo Duan managed to stay upright without falling.

He saw Shu Jun detach from inside Sigma and crash into the water with a relaxed expression. At that moment, Luo Duan realized one thing clearly—Sigma had lost, and he had lost his most powerful weapon.

He felt neither anger nor despair, or rather, he couldn’t even find the initial fiery anger within him. Both pain and hatred carried a heavy dullness, as if covered in thick moss.

‘How strange,’ Luo Duan thought. He had expected his emotions to be more complex when witnessing such a scene.

Luo Duan raised one hand as the torrential downpour of erosion intensified. Murky water surged, forming enormous waves that knocked down one person after another who couldn’t maintain their balance. The rushing water continued to impact the mounds of soil and rocks at the edge of the deep pit, intending to submerge everyone hiding in the fortifications within.

Several wind blades flew past as Luo Duan controlled the water column, lifting himself higher.

“Being in Sigma for so long, you still have strength remaining. Impressive.” Luo Duan’s voice was steady, as if engaged in casual conversation.

Shu Jun used wind to lift himself up and barely stayed face-to-face with Luo Duan. Luo Duan wasn’t wrong—suppressing Sigma had drained Shu Jun of his physical and mental strength. He had very little energy left, even to conceal it.

The water catastrophe on the ground showed no signs of stopping. The turbid water surged faster and faster, and a massive whirlpool took shape. The downpour was so relentless that everyone’s heads remained lowered. Within Luo Duan’s sight, hundreds of pale bodies floated up to the surface, bobbing up and down with the water current.

“Let me tell you what will happen next. Even if you can reveal all the suffering of the synthetics publicly, these people won’t understand. They will only remember me and everything I brought. These people don’t even empathize with their fellow beings outside the city, so why would they care about us?”

Luo Duan took a step back, turned his head, and evaded several wind blades.

“What’s this? Planning to lecture me about morality?” Shu Jun forced a smile. “That’s unlike you.”

“I’m on the verge of death, that’s all. My body has become like this, and without Sigma, I won’t survive for long. I just wanted to warn you, if you’re hoping for reconciliation and coexistence… I’m telling you clearly, it’s impossible, at least not in this generation.”

“It seems like you don’t have any standing to care about the remaining people,” Shu Jun said without mincing words. “I’ve said before, I only intend to do whatever it takes to keep them alive, without thinking too much about it. By the way, if you stop now, maybe I can still find a way to save you.”

Luo Duan chuckled briefly. “Compassion for your compatriot?”

“You always like to bring things to the emotional side, but romance won’t win wars.” Shu Jun sighed. “Lao Luo, if you stop right now, I will take you back and discuss the punishment for ‘killing team members and plotting against your compatriots’. As for the humans… Having you in my grasp would serve as a certain kind of deterrence.”

“…Actually, I’ve been thinking all along, you’re crazier than me. Look at our positions. The heavens really know how to play tricks on people.”

Luo Duan shook his head. This time, he created a water shield to counter the frontal assault and neutralize the weakening force of Shu Jun’s wind. If things continued like this, he wouldn’t need to dodge anymore.

“Shu Jun, I won’t stop. How many of them have died? Tens of thousands out of millions, that’s not enough, far from enough.”

Shu Jun remained silent, his expression complex.

“But in this way, I can be at ease.” Luo Duan’s tone suddenly changed. “You really didn’t involve others in this war. That’s good. You haven’t reached the point of obeying humans to the extent of losing your sanity.”

Shu Jun stared intently into his eyes without responding.

Luo Duan’s killings were silent. More accurately, leveraging his advantage in abilities, his destructive power was on par with Sigma. Under their feet, cries for help and wails of despair echoed, and Shu Jun pursed his lips.

The air was cold and thick, permeated with the unique bitterness and stench of the battlefield. The whirlpool beneath them grew larger and larger, threatening to engulf the entire square. Another moment of silence passed, and Shu Jun launched another sudden attack. However, his power was running low, and Luo Duan easily dissipated the onslaught by shifting his position.

“Everything is different from what I imagined.” Amidst the towering water vapor, Luo Duan’s pale skin gradually peeled off, and black erosion seeped from his wounds. “I thought the scene would be more tragic, the revenge more satisfying… I thought you would maintain your previous leadership posture and say a few more words to me.”

“Should we slow things down a bit, maybe even shout ourselves hoarse?” Shu Jun tugged at the corners of his mouth but couldn’t manage to smile. “You made a good point—our positions really don’t align. In simple terms, I’m even more pessimistic than you.”

“Your body has limited endurance, and Sigma didn’t fill you with too much negative information. But I’ve been fed the whole package, seen things I should and shouldn’t have, and I can’t forget… I understand better than anyone else that humans won’t understand, won’t care, and won’t play the game of equal coexistence. Even if there are conscious humans, they definitely don’t make up the majority. At this stage of collective confrontation, deterrence is more effective than empathy.”

“I don’t believe in humans. I only believe in one specific person. Because of that person, I can let go of some defenses and consider an outcome other than mutual destruction.”

“I seek revenge for one person, and you forgive for one person. After all this talk, we are somewhat similar.”

Shu Jun didn’t answer directly. He just sighed heavily and reached out his hand again. “Stop now. I can still take you away.”

Luo Duan didn’t move.

Shu Jun looked at him sorrowfully—his former formidable opponent was now almost unrecognizable. Luo Duan was covered in wounds, with countless erosion oozing from his injuries, as if his entire body was melting. He fought desperately, driven by the water, but the exertion of his power only accelerated the collapse of his body.

Seeing no sign of a response, Shu Jun withdrew his hand, and this time the silence lasted longer than ever before.

“I haven’t forgiven them.” After an unknown time, Shu Jun spoke again. “I’m just very fortunate—that person I believe in happens to have the power to change the situation.”

Having said that, Shu Jun repeated slowly.

“I’m just luckier than you.”

Luo Duan couldn’t reply.

The sadness in Shu Jun’s eyes was too heavy, and he quickly realized the source of that sadness—his chest had been blasted open, and his body was rapidly dissolving into erosion, like ice melting in boiling water.

…Right, there seemed to be one missile left.

How straightforward, he thought. This war was truly nothing like what he imagined, devoid of any sense of heroism from beginning to end.

He mechanically killed, and humans died carelessly, without the sublimation of pain or the satisfaction he envisioned. Even in his death, he was simply shot down like a bird.

The world went from clear to blurry, then to darkness, all in an instant.

The wind held up Luo Duan’s body, preventing him from falling. It grew colder around him, and his ears felt as if submerged in water, with all sounds fading away.

No wonder Shu Jun, barely able to move, still came specially to launch some useless attacks—it was to adjust his position, to make himself more easily targeted. That hand that reached out just now was likely his last chance.

His last chance?

Since the moment he descended upon his compatriots, ready to strike, he no longer had the right to any chances.

Luo Duan summoned his final strength and struggled twice, shifting his body to free himself from the wind’s support. Falling, his body completely shattered into erosion, raining down along with the raindrops.

On the other side of the square.

Zhu Yanchen left the smoking mech cannon; his clothes were soaked in sweat. He let out a long breath and turned his gaze to the stunned Hu Yan and Yu Jin.

Hu Yan had originally intended to come and demand answers, but now Shu Jun was alive, and chaos seemed to be ending. It didn’t seem appropriate for him, a synthetic human general, to be standing on the rooftop of the human command center at this moment.

“Take Shu Jun away from here.” Hu Yan was still pondering his opening words when Zhu Yanchen, exhausted, spoke up. “Don’t go to the settlement area, don’t let any humans come into contact with him, not even the people from the Old Fourth. He needs rest now, and the environment must be safe.”

“Oh, okay,” Hu Yan responded dazedly.

“Hurry. Someone will come up here soon, and Shu Jun won’t last much longer either,” Zhu Yanchen said with a rare sense of urgency in his voice. “Quickly!”

Startled by his shout, Hu Yan extended the stone platform immediately. The military on the square was still busy rescuing people from the flooded areas and had no time to pay attention to this audacious synthetic human. Zhu Yanchen’s judgment was quite accurate. Just as Hu Yan reached Shu Jun’s side, Shu Jun dispersed the wind, causing his entire body to collapse.

“What about A’Yan?” Shu Jun mumbled in a dazed state after he steadied himself on the stone platform, clearly having exhausted a considerable amount of energy.

“He’s fine.” Hu Yan quickly picked up rubble from the ruins and swiftly headed towards the outskirts of the city. “He told me to take you away quickly.”

Shu Jun didn’t say anything. He let out a heavy sigh, and the sadness on his face not only didn’t dissipate but deepened.

“Since this is what he wants,” he muttered, “…Let’s go.”

“W-Why, shouldn’t we stay?” Hearing the strange tone in Shu Jun’s voice, Hu Yan almost hit the brakes on the spot.

However, Shu Jun had already fallen asleep.

Hu Yan spun in place for a few rounds, let out a sigh, and ultimately started walking towards the hiding place in the dense fog.

After sending away Hu Yan, Zhu Yanchen didn’t bother to dismiss Yu Jin. He simply gestured for Yu Jin to follow. Yu Jin stood dumbfounded on the square for a long time before he finally snapped out of it.

“Aren’t you… Aren’t you going to help with the disaster? Is it okay?” Yu Jin stuttered, his tongue twisting.

“With the current situation, my subordinates can handle it.” Zhu Yanchen’s mood wasn’t particularly high. “Let’s go. I have more urgent matters to attend to.”

“But… But can’t it wait until we finish cleaning up? Maybe you should take a break first. Your complexion—”

“We must strike while the iron is hot. If we wait for the situation to stabilize, it’ll be too late.”

Yu Jin reluctantly entered the command center. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would set foot in this building one day. And not only did he come here, but he was also brought along by a synthetic human. As he caught the gaze of the heavily armed soldiers in the hallway, his heart palpitated with guilt.

The command center was in no better shape than the square. The development of the war was too bizarre, and even though the command center was filled with experts, their mental state was no better than that of the civilians.

Zhu Yanchen’s destination wasn’t far. He swiftly pushed open the door and walked straight into the room. When Yu Jin saw the person by the window clearly, he almost sat down on the ground.

Zhu Sheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the scene on the square. When he heard the noise, he slowly turned around.

“So, you’ve come to find me. Your reaction speed is quite good, worthy of being my son.” The old man’s tone was quite plain. “It was you who told Shu Jun to leave immediately… Truly leak-proof, not giving us old folks any time at all.”

“Leave you time to prepare for the war? With such a huge loophole in the player system, the three major families will be scrambling to clean up the mess—there’s no more effective way to shift the blame.”

Yu Jin was confused for a while but gradually began to understand—this time, one of the main reasons why Luo Duan rushed to attack was because the humans were ill-prepared. Now that the humans had the suppression weapons, the command center could easily reinforce them with a little time.

The situation in Y City was already dire, and it was easy to add fuel to the fire. Incite the citizens with a wave of hatred and make them hate the synths. Once people’s attention was diverted, the management oversights of the three major families could be swept under the rug, big or small.

With the suppression weapons, the United Government could even keep the player system and shift their focus to high-pressure management of the new-generation synthetic humans.

Yu Jin suddenly felt a chill, and shortly after, he almost immediately realized.

Before things spiraled out of control, Zhu Yanchen was preparing to take the initiative.

…He seemed to have stumbled into a genuine power struggle, the kind that would be written into history.


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Evil As Humans Ch185

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 185: Satisfaction

Upon hearing the scream, Lao Jiang’s face trembled, and he rushed faster than Yin Ren himself. The road in front of the Ghost Pawnshop was also considered his territory, and causing trouble in the Ghost Market was already a violation of the rules. Causing trouble at the doorstep of the Ghost Pawnshop was even more of a slap in his face.

Yin Ren had cleared most of the divination traces, leaving only a black line as a guide, and he almost flew out of the door. He saw Lao Jiang’s eyes glowing red with his mouth wide open, almost tearing his face apart. His poisonous teeth were pressing against the neck of a burly man, whose hands were covered in blood, struggling in pain—his arm was unnaturally bent, bones piercing through the skin, bloody and protruding.

A few steps away lay a peculiar child with facial features growing out of the top of his head. His neck was now softly broken, bleeding from seven orifices. The face that was originally on top of his head was now facing forward, resembling somewhat of a “normal person”.

The deformed child had soiled himself and his body was stiff, devoid of life. It seemed that there were no adults accompanying him. The remaining customers of the Ghost Pawnshop had gathered in their original places, whispering among themselves, their voices echoing between the lantern walls.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo exchanged glances.

“Shian Special Investigation Unit 9.” Yin Ren presented his work ID, clarifying his identity, and then he quickly formed a seal. Suddenly, sand and gravel rose, enveloping the man like a beggar, rendering him immobile.

On the other side, Zhong Chengshuo reflexively dialed 110.

As soon as the Shian team arrived, Lao Jiang had to retract his teeth. He looked at the burly man with a resentful gaze. Yin Ren had no doubt that if Shian hadn’t been present, the situation with the burly man would have been “internally digested” in a physical sense.

“Daring to disrupt the rules in front of my door.” Even after the burly man was captured by the arriving Shian personnel, Lao Jiang’s copper-colored fangs were still visible, muttering incessantly. “Those who break the rules must die…”

His mouth, which was stretched beyond its limits, hadn’t completely closed, and his entire skull seemed to have cracked open from the back. Thin strands of sticky mucus hung between the filthy teeth of the zombie, and yellow-green gas occasionally sprayed out from its mouth.

Shian completely subdued the man, but Lao Jiang still stared fiercely at the burly man; the red light in his eyes growing stronger. He didn’t hide his murderous intent and malice. At first glance, it was no different from an ordinary, mindless evil creature.

“Must die, must die, must die…”

Zhong Chengshuo turned his dark eyes towards the muttering Lao Jiang. Lao Jiang still remembered the sense of crisis this face brought, and despite his strange state, he reflexively protected his chest.

This movement seemed to wake him up, as Lao Jiang immediately coughed twice, finally returning to a somewhat normal state.

The murderous intent and malice diminished instantly. Zhong Chengshuo withdrew his gaze and continued observing the burly man who had killed someone.

“What did I do wrong?”

As he was being pulled away, the veins on the burly man’s neck bulged, and he roared in confusion.

“That kid has a face on top of his head. It’s really unsettling to look at. I just wanted to set him straight! Can’t you people from Shian handle things properly? I did it for everyone’s comfort. What did I do wrong? Ah?”

“You’re treating my good intentions like donkey liver! You claim to be good people, but when I do a good deed, I won’t be rewarded!”

Yin Ren frowned slightly as he watched the struggling figure of the burly man.

This person didn’t seem to have much ability, and his previous words seemed genuine, although lacking coherence. Besides that, the burly man was almost indistinguishable from the other people present.

On the other hand, this person had no connection to his divination black line, and there were no traces of special magic on him. The Ghost Market indeed had its fair share of odd people, but could he simply be a regular lunatic? The timing of this disturbance was also too coincidental.

But if this person had ulterior motives and killed an oddity with no background, what benefits would there be?

Swish.

Upon hearing a sound behind him, Yin Ren turned around and saw Huang Jin with a look of disdain, taking two steps back.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ge Tingting was puzzled.

“Thoughts.” Huang Jin covered his mouth, his complexion turning slightly bluish. “Everyone around is thinking about this matter, and they’re getting a bit panicked. The number of thoughts is increasing rapidly.”

In the world unseen by others, Huang Jin was almost overwhelmed by the surging tide of thoughts. Anyone would need a break when there was a lunatic capable of taking lives walking beside them. Even though there weren’t many people in front of the Ghost Pawnshop, these rapidly multiplying thoughts of panic were quite troublesome.

Yin Ren looked in the direction where the burly man had disappeared for a while and said, “Let’s keep our distance for now and continue the investigation. Boss Jiang, can we trust your words?”

This old thing couldn’t help but be sarcastic during his divination, and Yin Ren remembered it quite clearly.

“Well…” Lao Jiang, who had regained his composure, touched his withered cheek. “I did say I’d accompany you to the end, but that doesn’t mean I have to follow your every move. You see, I have a business to run, and you don’t need this old skeleton every day, do you?”

He took out an e-cigarette, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and was completely different from the terrifying monster he had shown just now.

“I was just joking with you.” Yin Ren seized the opportunity. “I only have one question, and I hope you answer honestly.”

“I will speak the truth.”

Although his mouth said that, Lao Jiang deliberately adjusted his posture and assumed his usual defensive stance.

“Compared to usual, was the murderous intent you had towards that person different?” Yin Ren asked straightforwardly. “I’ve also broken the rules in front of you before, but you didn’t… act so directly.”

Lao Jiang glanced at the black divination line on the ground and then looked at the Yellow Millet pendant hanging from Yin Ren’s phone. In the end, he took a puff of his e-cigarette and leisurely walked towards a corner of the wall. Yin Ren understood and followed, completely distancing themselves from the crowd still discussing the situation.

“I don’t like owing anyone favors. This time, I’ll speak the truth, and from now on, we won’t owe each other anything. Whatever promise I made to you is also null and void.”

Lao Jiang reverted back to his polite tone, but there was no sincerity in it. He elongated his speech, and the smoothness between his words made people feel uncomfortable.

“To be honest, it’s nothing. I’ve never liked people who break the rules—businessmen don’t like those who slap their faces in front of them. That kid earlier stained my doorstep with blood, and I got carried away in the heat of the moment…”

“You don’t have the physiological condition to get carried away.” Zhong Chengshuo muttered towards the desiccated and shriveled zombie.

Lao Jiang replied, “It was just a surge of anger overwhelming me for a brief moment…”

“You were in an abnormal state for a staggering 23 seconds,” Zhong Chengshuo continued to mutter quietly.

Lao Jiang slowly turned his head. “All of you Shian people are here, and I was already nervous and under a lot of pressure. Everyone has moments of losing control. Honestly speaking, I was genuinely angry for a split second, thinking of biting open that person’s windpipe. That’s when I felt satisfied in my heart.”

“Really, it was like that. I admit that I’m usually not so easily angered. Today, I may have lost control a bit. Don’t take it to heart, everyone.”

After saying that, Lao Jiang deliberately moved away from Zhong Chengshuo.

Despite the tense situation, Yin Ren almost burst out laughing, but he managed to hold it back and just squeeze Zhong Chengshuo’s hand. Lao Jiang was a slick corpse and had been mingling in this Ghost Market for hundreds of years. Even if he noticed something off about himself, he was reluctant to admit it directly in front of Shian personnel.

On the other hand, Zhong Chengshuo seemed to want to express something, scratching and clawing at Yin Ren’s palm. Yin Ren understood and purposely adjusted his stance, blocking the view of Huang Jin and Ge Tingting, then leaned closer to listen.

“…Did you say that biting and killing that man would bring you satisfaction?”

After listening to Zhong Chengshuo’s muttering, Yin Ren raised his voice.

“Hey, are you really going to harp on this? To put it bluntly, even though I’m an evil creature, I didn’t actually harm anyone, and you have no reason to investigate whether I did or not, do you?”

“It’s not about assigning blame; just a simple inquiry—did the satisfaction you mentioned earlier come from ‘killing him’?”

Lao Jiang quietly patted his chest to confirm all the conversations had been recorded, and then he answered “yes” in a low voice.

Ge Tingting looked at Lao Jiang and then at Yin Ren, seemingly realizing something. She took out her phone and quickly typed a line of notes.

[Investigating the Ghost Market at night. Someone was killed in front of the Ghost Pawnshop in the early hours. Lao Jiang, the owner of the Ghost Pawnshop, showed obvious murderous intent but didn’t cause any clear harm.]

[Their motives seem to be related to finding ‘satisfaction’ in their actions.]

……

At the end of the black line, there was a small stall on the main street of the Ghost Market. The stall’s owner was also a familiar headache.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Xiao Yin and Xiao Zhong!” Old Dog Peng had a smile on his face as he poked his white- and sparsely-haired head out from behind the door. His neck was adorned with two payment QR code cards that swayed with his movements.

The divination black line, concealed by the night, led straight to this person’s stall.

This time, Old Dog Peng’s stall still had a red lantern hanging. However, he had set up a ground stall, neatly displaying a variety of small items, not much different from the other stalls around.

As soon as Ge Tingting saw someone related to Lu Xiaohe’s mother’s disappearance, she wanted to rush over, but Yin Ren held her back with one hand.

The seriousness on Yin Ren’s face disappeared in an instant, and for that moment, he reverted back to the carefree and relaxed appearance he had when he first joined Shian.

“Master Peng, it’s good to see you. We happen to be nearby for some business, and I even made a bet with Chengshuo that this stall must be yours.”

“Good eyesight.” Old Dog Peng’s old face, along with his facial sores, smiled. “How about taking care of our business?”

With that, he straightened his chest like a dried duck, exuding a strong aura as a “Shian insider”, and even the few strands of hair on his head seemed to shine a bit.

“Of course, we’ll take care of it. Any new arrivals?” Yin Ren replied with a smile.

“From the Ghost Pawnshop. They’re all good stuff,” Old Dog Peng said mysteriously. “We’re old acquaintances, so I won’t hide it from you. Have you heard of Pinduoduo*? There might be some top-quality treasures hidden among the miscellaneous goods. It all depends on your eyesight and luck.”

*Chinese online retailer with a focus on traditional agriculture industry. It’s an e-commerce platform that connects farmers with consumers directly.

Yin Ren’s gaze quickly scanned over the assorted items on the red cloth.

Old Dog Peng’s stall had just been set up, and the folds on the red cloth were very distinct.

Yin Ren was certain that over ninety percent of the goods on the red cloth came from Pinduoduo, with outrageously high price tags that followed the pattern of “construction workers finding relics at construction sites”. About ten percent were likely genuine spirit weapons of worrying quality—behind them, Huang Jin’s eyes nearly rolled up to the sky.

At the end of the black divination line, it pointed directly to something.

It was a roughly carved wooden talisman in the shape of a cartoon rabbit. This image should have appeared clumsy and warm, but the rabbit’s dark eyes reflected a dim light, and a hint of cold and sinister aura quietly lingered on the wooden talisman.

There was a faint evil qi that was similar to that on the protective charm.

Yin Ren casually picked up the wooden rabbit talisman, ignoring the price tag of 668 yuan below it. “64 and 8 yuan*, sell it or not? My partner likes this kind of thing, so this is to make him happy.”

*Clarity: The item was originally listed at 668 yuan. 668 is considered an auspicious number in Chinese culture. Yin Ren changed the price to 64 + 8 Yuan (instead of 648). While 6 and 8 are auspicious numbers, 4 is actually considered an unlucky number, so in total, Yin Ren is paying only 72 yuan.

Old Dog Peng’s expression instantly turned as if he had been punched. After a while, he coughed twice. “A special discounted price, take it if you like.”

“Haa, it hasn’t been peaceful these days. Someone just died in front of the Ghost Pawnshop, so the workload has increased again.”

Yin Ren casually placed the wooden talisman in its proper position, speaking in a conversational tone.

“Haha, I saw it!”

Old Dog Peng laughed again, but this time his smile was overly bright. His toothless mouth stretched wide, revealing darkness within.

“I was at the scene when that guy strangled the child. Unfortunately, I was too far away to see clearly. You know, it’s been a while since something like this happened in the Ghost Market.”

“But, don’t tell anyone. Occasionally having something like this happen is quite exciting.”

He said with a laugh.

“It’s truly satisfying.”


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Evil As Humans Ch184

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 184: Divination

“Meng Huai and Zhong Chengfeng went missing on July 15th, 20xx. The disappearance occurred near the Aixin Nursing Home in the Xizhao District. Following the large-scale phenomenon, the Aixin Nursing Home was one of the most heavily corrupted locations from Evil Force.”

Lu Xiaohuo pulled up several old photos. The nursing home in the pictures had an ordinary appearance with average greenery, leaving little impression at first glance.

“According to the testimonies of the on-site personnel from the company, during the phenomenon, a group of evil spirits attacked the nursing home. Elderly individuals with limited mobility were huddled by the windows, calling for help. Meng Huai was the first to rush in and drive away the spirits, while detective Zhong Chengfeng happened to be nearby on a mission and joined in to assist…”

Yin Ren read the words on the screen carefully. The case of the disappearance, which had been sealed for twenty-eight years, was only briefly recorded at the time.

Dealing with a mere group of evil spirits was a piece of cake for Meng Huai. It wouldn’t have taken her more than five minutes. Her science partner was busy directing outside and didn’t follow inside.

However, Meng Huai never returned.

There were no peculiar phenomena or sounds, no magical spells, or fluctuations of evil qi. Everything was simple, except for the sudden loss of communication. The channel was filled with nothing but static.

Upon discovering Meng Huai’s disappearance, Shian rushed into the Aixin Nursing Home within two minutes. The corruption of the Evil Force made the air unusually cold and murky. The evil spirits continued to rampage in the corridors, and the elderly individuals calling for help remained, but Meng Huai and the brave policewoman who rushed in were gone.

During the sudden phenomenon that year, Shian had deployed almost all its forces to deal with the corruption. Many employees died due to their inability to withstand the corruption or were killed by the deranged spirits. There were also many cases of disappearances. However, everyone knew that “disappearance due to the inability to find a body” and “vanishing in a relatively stable environment” were completely different matters.

On that day, explosions and chaos plagued Haigu, with rampant fires and deranged individuals running amok. In the public eye, the disappearance of Meng Huai and Zhong Chengfeng was categorized as “no bodies found”.

But internally within the company, it was clear that things weren’t so simple.

“The characteristics of the Evil Force traces in the area where they went missing are highly consistent with the scene of He Huan’s disappearance. However, considering the time span, I suggest merging the cases of Meng Huai and Zhong Chengfeng’s disappearance as the ‘Nursery Home Disappearance Case’, while investigating He Huan’s disappearance separately. He Huan’s case involves a corrupted jade pendant, which is inconsistent with the characteristics of the Nursery Home Disappearance Case. Moreover, He Huan… Her disappearance has not yet reached the critical period, so there is still a possibility of survival.”

Lu Xiaohe grabbed the water cup on the table and forced herself to take a sip.

“For the Nursery Home Disappearance Case, I will coordinate with Shian to gather more information. As for the investigation into He Huan’s disappearance… No, please handle that separately.”

……

“Is it okay to leave Xiaohe Jie alone?” Ge Tingting was wearing a cartoon dog mask, and her AI voice was tinged with concern.

“That’s her choice. It’s better not to bother her.” Huang Jin looked down at the ground with a paper bag on his head, punctured with two holes.

Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, the life-size flesh puppet, walked ahead of the two; their footsteps echoing on the stone-paved road. The doors and windows of the old houses on both sides were like black holes, while green and red lanterns flickered at the doorsteps.

The four of them were walking through the street of the Ghost Market.

Having witnessed the destruction of Yin Village in the world of memories, the group couldn’t help but show a complicated expression as they looked at the lanterns emitting a hazy glow. The lanterns that had once been used to make different wishes to the Great Celestial Master were now filled with the atmosphere of fireworks and had become an interesting custom talked about in the world of the metaphysical circle. And the Great Celestial Master himself was walking ahead, not looking sideways, with one hand tightly holding the puppet of his deceased boyfriend.

…This scene was difficult to evaluate for a moment. Huang Jin shifted his gaze away from the intertwined fingers of the two.

Yin Ren held tightly onto his phone with the other hand, and the colorful little ball on the phone bounced around playfully, occasionally making a puffing sound. Now Huang Jin finally knew what that thing was—

He recognized Yellow Millet and wished he could forget. Everything in front of him seemed absurd, like a dream, making Huang Jin grumble inwardly.

Well, if the flesh puppet didn’t have the rolling thought of “holding hands like this feels good”, the absurdity of the scene might have been reduced. The problem was that, after leaving the world of memories, Fu Xingchuan didn’t explicitly mention what this flesh puppet was.

Since the big shot didn’t say anything, Huang Jin decided to be a good dead man and make it his mission not to offend that demonic puppet of the Great Celestial Master.

However, recently, he had been forgetting more and more that “Yin Ren is actually Zhong Yi, the Great Celestial Master”, and he couldn’t feel any sense of crisis, which was quite strange. Huang Jin shook his head, forcing himself to shift his attention.

At this time and place, the absurd cases within Shian felt like a dream. The Ghost Market was still lively, presenting an appearance of peace.

However, the purpose of their visit here could hardly be called peaceful.

Yin Ren walked firmly through the streets and only hesitated briefly in front of the stalls selling candied chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes. Considering what happened with Lu Xiaohe’s mother, he ultimately refrained from doing anything unnecessary.

The team from Shian headed straight to the Ghost Pawnshop.

Strangely, even though it was during trading hours, there were significantly fewer customers in the alley of the pawnshop. The usually bustling streets now appeared sparsely populated, and the four of them effortlessly arrived at the entrance.

In front of the word “Pawnshop” written in black on a white background, the shop owner, Lao Jiang, greeted them with a formal bow while holding an e-cigarette. His withered flesh twisted into a smile as it moved aside—

In front of the pawnshop entrance, there was a small sign with garish text printed using a default template from PowerPoint that read, “Warmly welcoming the visit and guidance of Special Investigation Unit 9 of Shian”.

Yin Ren: “…” His facial muscles twitched.

No wonder there were so few customers at the pawnshop; it had an eerie atmosphere.

Unfortunately, with the matter concerning Lu Xiaohe’s mother at hand, Yin Ren had no mood to entertain the zombie. With a rare calm expression, he simply nodded and said, “We’re here. Sorry to bother you.”

Lao Jiang’s gaze went back and forth between Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, making a cryptic sound. Then, he pushed up his wire-framed glasses and coughed solemnly. “What exactly is the matter? I’ve been informed—something about the disappearances of ordinary people caused by the goods we sell?”

“Speaking of which, we run our business here according to the rules.” He shook his head while making slightly dangerous creaking sounds with his neck. “Follow me, but let’s make it clear—I have a voice recording device in my chest pocket. It can serve as evidence later.”

Yin Ren didn’t waste time with unnecessary talk and entered the pawnshop first.

The familiar black wooden couplet remained unchanged, still bearing the simple words, “Love and hatred are nothing new; there are old friends in joys and sorrows”. Yin Ren’s gaze paused for a few seconds on the lower couplet before turning to Lao Jiang.

Lao Jiang had found a chair and was sitting with its back against the table. He crossed one leg and leisurely blew out smoke from his e-cigarette, not sparing a glance at Huang Jin and Ge Tingting; his gaze was fixed on Yin Ren.

“Interesting. It’s been a while, and you’ve become quite calm, kid.”

Yin Ren ignored the subtle flattery hidden in the zombie’s words. He simply took out the charm and placed it on the table. “Who provided this? Do you remember?”

Lao Jiang picked up the talisman with his sharp nails and sniffed it for a while. “Oh, I remember. I definitely remember. These are bulk goods, mixed in burlap sacks. The sellers claim they collected them from various spirit smiths, and there might be some good stuff inside—what we deal with here is this kind of uncertainty. Have you heard of blind boxes?”

“These things have been around for a long time and are considered low-level auction items. The buyers quickly classify the contents into different categories and resell them in the Ghost Market,” Zhong Chengshuo quietly explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had become the focus of everyone’s attention. He quickly adjusted his posture, and his tone became a bit stiff. “…Based on the keyword ‘blind box’, as recorded in the metaphysics database.”

Bathed in the suspicious gazes of his two teammates, Yin Ren calmly reached out and touched Zhong Chengshuo’s soft hair. “Very good.”

The two of them finally turned their gaze away.

“In short, that’s the situation.”

Lao Jiang pretended not to see the intimate actions of those two people. He straightened his chest, intending to push the recording phone in his chest forward.

“I have tested the qi strength of these things, and they are within a safe range. We are not responsible for the content of these mixed-up little things. Whether the person wearing this thing dies or disappears, we are not responsible at all.”

“Moreover, the craftsmanship of this sachet is quite ordinary, clearly mass-produced with a common style. It’s not worth much. If you want to trace the source, I advise you to give up that idea. Alright, I have cooperated. Can you gentlemen leave now?”

Lao Jiang finished his news-like report, stood up, and bid farewell politely.

Yin Ren didn’t move.

He snapped his fingers, and the pawnshop door closed. Then, ignoring Lao Jiang, he jumped onto the auction platform on his own.

“You sold this here yesterday, right?” Yin Ren asked Lao Jiang politely.

“Yes, so what?”

“Items made by a spirit smith naturally have spiritual qi that can be divined,” Yin Ren said. “Even if there are mixed qi and the source can’t be found, we can proceed step by step.”

Lao Jiang sneered.

The pawnshop had certainly considered the confidentiality related to the identity of the spirit smith. Not to mention that the smith himself would do some work to eliminate traces; any spirit weapons that passed through Lao Jiang’s hands had rolled in layers of irrelevant qi like muddy water. Even the previous miscellaneous “living artworks” required a great deal of effort for Shian to identify the suspect.

Speaking of which, this kid also meddled in the last case, but he didn’t seem so confident in divination back then. This person clearly didn’t look stupid—if the pawnshop couldn’t even protect the source and divination of the spirit weapons, who would dare to sell goods under Shian’s watchful eyes?

Young people were truly young. He was happy to see Yin Ren suffer a loss.

“Alright then, if you can divine up to three zhang* outside this door, I’ll accompany you to the end with these old bones of mine.” Seeing Yin Ren close his eyes and perform his spell on the stage, Lao Jiang said with “concern” in a timely manner.

*About 10 meters.

Just as Lao Jiang finished speaking, he was almost choked by the period.

A powerful evil qi rushed forth, and countless black threads emitting red light rose from under Yin Ren’s feet. They spread and gathered along the ground, radiating in all directions, with Yin Ren at the center.

Finally, a distinct “trace” appeared inside. The threads were more tightly intertwined here than anywhere else, extending rapidly towards outside of the pawnshop.

“There are people related over there,” Yin Ren said.

“You…” Lao Jiang stood frozen in place.

“I’m young, so I grow up fast.” Yin Ren spoke quickly. “Did you record the promise just now, Lao Jiang? Let’s go…”

Before Yin Ren could finish his sentence, a piercing scream came from the direction pointed by the black threads.


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Access Denied Ch114

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 114: Cloudy Water

Monday was feeling confused.

To be fair, it had been doing quite well lately. Ai Xiaoxiao had been focused on studying medicine and no longer bothered it; she even gave it delicious erosion candies. Monday loved the taste so much that with just one bite, its soul trembled—if it had a soul, that is.

Since following Shu Jun, it had cut through various Erosion Swamps, absorbing a lot of information, and its mind had become clearer. Monday was shocked to discover that, if it set aside the initial unpleasantness with Shu Jun and Ai Xiaoxiao, it was living an ideal life in the animal world—plenty of food, minimal responsibilities, and the freedom to sleep without worrying about being eaten by enemies.

Monday didn’t possess the concept of “self-esteem” or “racial honor”. Other creatures in the Erosion Marsh may be stronger, but they carried the scent of this “other species” called humans. Their thoughts were fragmented, their habits peculiar, and everywhere they exuded a sense of disharmony. In the vastness of the world, Monday had yet to encounter another Erosion Swamp creature like itself, let alone seek revenge on these individuals who weren’t even considered its own kind.

It also didn’t understand why Sigma insisted on pursuing humans when life by the seaside was so carefree. It particularly enjoyed Ai Xiaoxiao’s imitation seawater, turning its entire body into a floating paradise.

However, thinking was a tiring task, and Monday was too lazy to delve deeper into Sigma’s thoughts. After weighing the pros and cons for itself, it decisively decided to put the unpleasantness aside and enjoy this hard-earned, wonderful swamp life.

How great it was to eat mutant beast meat in the morning, sample some regular Erosion Swamp at noon, and have a couple of erosion candies in the evening. It wasn’t greedy at all, and Shu Jun didn’t give it a hard time. He even stroked its back.

Enough information, no more learning. Wasn’t its lack of interest obvious enough? Why should it suffer now?

As it thought and thought, Monday let out a fake cry a couple of times, but the culprit beside it remained unmoved.

“No!” Monday continued to scream.

“What’s wrong? Don’t want this information?”

Shu Jun’s suppression ability hadn’t stopped. Monday only knew how to mumble and pretend to be upset. The fire in its heart ignited a bit—while it and Shu Jun argued a bit, outside was a state of war. Shu Jun didn’t care much about the life and death of humans, but if there were too many unnecessary sacrifices, it would be difficult for him and Zhu Yanchen once the war was over.

“Huge, change. Troublesome.” Monday still refused to listen, struggling to utter the words. “Too, difficult. Not, hungry. Not, worth, it.”

“…” Rarely did this creature speak such a long sentence, and its content was truly disappointing. Shu Jun was momentarily speechless. Monday was even more realistic than he had imagined, without even a hint of ambition.

“No, want, be, influenced, by, information,” it continued bravely. “Humans, none, of, my, business.”

“Oh…” Shu Jun gritted his teeth. “Too lazy to care.”

Monday made several agreeing sounds, expressing its approval.

“That’s simple.” Shu Jun, almost exhausted from the suppression, had to negotiate with this stubborn creature, and it took great effort to maintain a friendly tone. “You first control it, go to the seaside, and disperse the remaining brains.”

“Tsk.” Monday was clearly dissatisfied.

“Indeed, once you merge with it, you will inevitably become a large Erosion Swamp and cannot revert back.” Shu Jun’s mind raced. “But once you gain control, you can give direct orders to the Erosion Swamps, just like me. Individual brains have low intelligence. As long as you divide them finely enough and squeeze out enough water, they won’t gather again… This way, by dispersing the brains, you won’t retain Sigma’s size either.”

If he personally controlled Sigma, he could only live as a huge Erosion Swamp. But Monday was different. That seemingly useless spitting ability had now become a guarantee for normal life.

“When I used you as a sword, I estimated it.” Considering Monday’s infuriating way of speaking, Shu Jun didn’t plan to give it too many opportunities to speak. “If Sigma compressed like you did before, it would probably only be as tall as a three-story building. If you discard the brains and separate out some erosion, you can control your body to the size of a bungalow. In that case, we can afford to keep you.”

Monday had already taken control of the erosion in the surrounding area. It made a long humming sound, lost in thought.

“If you’re willing, based on pure strength, you will become second only to me. Even if you want to run away on your own, there won’t be anything that can threaten you.”

“Candy…”

Shu Jun nearly rolled his eyes.

“Since I made this trip, I will get the recipe from Ai Xiaoxiao and have Zhu Yanchen make erosion candies for you.”

Monday pondered for a few more minutes, then with a solemn “okay”, it displayed a serious attitude.

With its innate wildness and Shu Jun’s assistance, Monday’s dominance in battle began to overwhelm. As a natural Erosion Swamp, whether in terms of invasion speed, categorizing, or controlling erosion, excluding the tricks, Monday’s techniques were several times more adept than Shu Jun himself.

How many hours had passed? How many days?

Shu Jun exhausted all his strength, tirelessly supporting Monday. Finally, the flow of erosion within Sigma gradually calmed down. The neural strands were threaded together by Monday, sticking close to its body. Shu Jun retracted his power and didn’t notice any signs of rejection.

Success.

While Shu Jun was savoring this heavy victory, the erosion around him suddenly condensed tightly—just as Monday gained control over Sigma, it eagerly twisted its body and started to discharge water on the spot.

Taking advantage of the erosion not yet solidifying, Shu Jun quickly climbed out of Sigma’s body. With Monday’s twist, the expelled water nearly formed a flood, scattering the human troops in disarray. The water mixed with erosion was particularly thick, akin to the Dead Sea, causing the injured lying flat to float on its surface.

Shu Jun: “…”

He was about to advise Monday, but he didn’t expect it to have any intention of staying a moment longer. It relentlessly squeezed out water while adjusting its form. Influenced by Sigma’s own information, the things it transformed into made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked—

Monday didn’t have many images in its mind. It transformed itself into an unusually large sword, with a dozen skinny human arms protruding from either side of the blade. Compared to Sigma, this Erosion Swamp looked barren, and the texture of its surface increasingly resembled the hard shell of an insect.

Shu Jun suddenly had an exceptionally ominous premonition.

Sure enough, once Monday adjusted its form, it immediately clumsily propped up its body and dashed towards the sea, its movements resembling a certain type of insect. Just as Shu Jun jumped off the sword, that thing disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a square that had almost turned into a pond.

After blowing bubbles for a while, Shu Jun silently floated up from the water and let himself drift on the water’s surface.

Although most people hadn’t realized it yet, the war could be considered over. Given the situation that unfolded in the end, Shu Jun decided to take half a minute to calm down and then go meet Zhu Yanchen. Everywhere was filled with water now, and it would probably take quite a while just to clean up the battlefield…

Wait, water?

Shu Jun’s nearly exhausted heart skipped a beat.

Water, a large amount of water mixed with abundant erosion.

…It seemed that even if the greatest threat was eliminated, the war was far from over.

In the square.

People truly hadn’t reacted. While Shu Jun and Monday were arguing within Sigma, the external struggle never ceased.

Even on the side of the synthetics.

After the war began, Hu Yan didn’t lead the synthetic army too far nor join forces with Yu Jin. Following Shu Jun’s instructions, they stationed themselves east of the city, where the attacking pressure was lower. With Y City as the tempting prize in front of them, there weren’t many Erosion Swamps and mutant beasts chasing after this tough nut to crack.

With their strong mobility and extensive combat experience, they stopped at the high ground chosen by Zhu Yanchen and even had time to prepare some hot meals for themselves.

Hu Yan couldn’t stomach it.

The fog around them was too thick, and they couldn’t see the situation inside the city. This battle seemed to have lasted for a hundred million years, and his skin felt as if it would turn gray from the saturated fog.

Can Shu Jun really defeat Sigma? Will humans make some unexpected moves? Are they already trapped with nowhere to go? It wasn’t until someone reminded him that he snapped back to reality.

“You should go to Y City,” Chai Xuyang dryly suggested. “Didn’t Shu Jun tell you to go there at a certain time?”

Hu Yan shook his head, almost forgetting about it. Shu Jun had told him to go to Y City and check on the situation at a certain time. Hu Yan, after all, was the strongest in terms of strength and defense within the team. Even if Sigma was still causing trouble, he could retreat unscathed.

…The time had come, which meant Shu Jun hadn’t defeated Sigma within the designated time. Hu Yan’s heart sank.

“Alright, you keep an eye on the team.” He nodded at Chai Xuyang, suppressing the uneasiness within him. “I’ll go and be right back.”

The surroundings of Y City had become a mess. The outer protective walls were destroyed by the swarm of Erosion Swamps, and human and animal corpses were mixed within the ruins of buildings. Mutant beasts still roamed above the debris, gnawing on pale gray flesh and entrails. Ordinary Erosion Swamps completely submerged the road surface, and Hu Yan gathered stones beneath his feet to create a path through the erosion.

Hu Yan had initially thought that there would be constant gunfire and cries of agony in the city. However, shrouded in the dense fog, there was a strange sense of desolation and barrenness around Y City. The pitch-black erosion surged within the ruins, and for a moment, he felt as if he were on another planet.

The sound of approaching footsteps behind him suddenly became especially loud.

Hu Yan’s hair stood on end. He gripped his suppression gun with his right hand and a stone spike with his left, almost attacking without even looking—fortunately, after getting a clear look at the figure, he stopped just in time.

“Yu Jin?”

Yu Jin was wearing a disgustingly thick protective suit, clumsily waving his hand to reveal half of his face. Fortunately, he was missing an eye, which gave him a distinctive appearance and made him easy to recognize.

“We encountered some trouble on our end. We fought off the onslaught of the Erosion Swamps, but many people died. Until now, the attacks of the swamps suddenly became chaotic… It’s as if they lost their orders and started mindlessly charging.”

“Has Sigma been defeated?”

“Probably, who knows. We waited for a while, but no one came from outside, and there was no news. So here I am, checking the situation. What about you? Are you here for the same reason?”

“We didn’t have many Erosion Swamps on our end. We came because of the captain’s orders.” Hu Yan waved his hand, causing more rubble to float out of the erosion, widening the stone path beneath his feet.

“Ah,” Yu Jin didn’t sound surprised. “At this stage, there’s no reason to involve you guys.”

Yu Jin was covered in black and gray bloodstains, but his clothes were intact. They were probably all his comrades’ blood. Hu Yan didn’t know what to say for a moment, and the two of them silently progressed through the mist.

Soon, a sound emerged from the fog.

Accompanied by the squelching sound of the compressing erosion, the ground trembled. The closer they got to the city center, the faster the fog dispersed. A massive black shadow emerged from the thin fog, along with countless bent and elongated emaciated arms. It didn’t quite look like destruction but more like irrational madness.

Hu Yan reacted quickly, grabbing the burly Yu Jin and using the stone platform to lift both of them onto the nearest high-rise debris. They moved between rooftops, making their way towards the vicinity of the central square—

The war was still ongoing. Sigma’s struggles weren’t particularly intense, but its size was truly massive. People on the square were exerting all their strength just to defend against its possible charges.

Its struggles created a small opening on the square, and people exposed to the outside were retreating from the exit. On the other side, in order to prevent Sigma’s struggling body from crushing them, the human army used their own flesh and blood to create a safe distance—almost sticking to Sigma’s body to maximize the effectiveness of their suppression weapons, with some individuals occasionally being swallowed by the Erosion Swamp.

Hu Yan had never seen humans so proactive. They were truly fighting with everything they had, as if they held onto hope.

“What’s going on?” The communication at this location was barely functioning, and Yu Jin didn’t hesitate to contact the people from Old Fourth inside the city.

“The Black Wolf jumped into Sigma, and after that, Sigma stopped attacking and started struggling. As for the specifics, I’m not sure.”

“Jumped into Sigma?!” Hu Yan’s nerves immediately tensed.

Yu Jin glanced at Hu Yan with some concern. After taking a moment to catch his breath, a stone platform appeared again, and this time Hu Yan propped it up towards the roof of the command center.

At that moment, Sigma in the center of the square, suddenly spewed out a large amount of clear water. It was as if a dam had burst, and the water swept away the Erosion Swamps on the ground, forming a grayish pond. Only the soil and rocks piled up around the giant pit managed to avoid being submerged by the water flow.

As an experienced warrior, Hu Yan had a clear view and almost immediately grasped the situation.

“It’s over, it’s over.” He gritted his teeth. “Yu Jin, quickly contact the people—if Luo Duan is still alive, things will be troublesome.”


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Sendoff Ch32

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 32: Fables

Bai Wei had been hungry for an unknown period of time, speaking incoherently as if he hadn’t had a proper rest in a long time. Shi Jingzhi didn’t rush to ask him questions but instead let him sleep for a while.

Out of old acquaintanceship, Yan Qing tidied up the courtyard and the house, making it finally look like a place where people lived.

Perhaps not having seen his own kind for many days, Bai Wei slept deeply when he finally got the chance to rest. It wasn’t until the sun was setting that he woke up again. This time he had some appetite and managed to eat a little.

After eating and sleeping well, Bai Wei still looked like a skeleton, but the light in his eyes was brighter. Yin Ci recognized that it wasn’t the radiance of survival. When a person was overwhelmed by despair and only clung to a single thread of obsession, their gaze became like this.

“This matter started from a year ago.”

Bai Wei was skilled at storytelling, but when it came to his own story, his tone became dry.

“My father fell ill, so I went up the mountain to find medicine. That’s when I encountered A’Lu… She was playing in the forest, and I had never seen such a beautiful girl before. I thought I had encountered a mountain spirit.”

As one of the few literate people in the village, Bai Wei had a sense of arrogance deep down and some unrealistic romantic feelings in his heart. When he saw that extraordinary girl, he didn’t run away but instead approached her.

After chatting for a while, Bai Wei could see the girl’s personality. A’Lu was sensitive and pure-hearted, with a charm that was lacking in the village girls.

Bai Wei himself was good-looking and skilled in storytelling, and he also had a sense of reason. The two of them, with their talents and appearance, developed an affection for each other after a long period of secret meetings. They eventually became a couple, just like in those fantasy novels.

But this union wasn’t easy.

Even after becoming a couple, Bai Wei still didn’t know where A’Lu came from. A’Lu remained evasive about it and only urged Bai Wei to go with her. However, Bai Wei’s elderly father was still alive and deeply attached to Xizhuang. He was unwilling to die as a guest elsewhere and strongly opposed it.

Just by insisting on marrying A’Lu, whose origins were unclear, Bai Wei had already greatly offended his father. He didn’t dare say a word against his father’s wishes.

“So we made a promise to endure for a while. Once my father passes away, I will go with her.”

Bai Wei said this, revealing a smile that seemed like crying.

Yan Qing was somewhat puzzled. “Leaving aside the fact that women usually marry into their husband’s family, if you’re willing to go with her, just wait a few years, then how…”

How could there be such a big event that made the village disappear…

“You still don’t know, do you? Well, of course the Goddess won’t tell you now. Those who become members of Yuanxian Village can indeed learn the means to come and go freely. But if you leave Yuanxian Village for more than three days, you will… you will lose consciousness and fall into a coma.”

He insisted on not using terms like “death” or “ascending to immortality.”

“Since my father didn’t want to leave Xizhuang, A’Lu could only stay at home for two days and then disappear into the mountains for a day. That’s how we managed to get by. When she was doing well, she would occasionally bring back some gold and jade from the mountains to support the family. I didn’t want to burden her, so I worked hard and saved up, fearing that in the future, when I follow A’Lu to the ‘immortal realm’, others will look down on her.”

“For the people of Xizhuang, I told them she was a maiden* who had descended to the mortal realm. Humans and gods shouldn’t be together, so she has to return to the heavens every other day.”

*Fairy, Fairy Maiden, Female Celestial/Immortal (仙女)

Even Yan Qing didn’t inquire further this time.

He and Su Si were born in Xizhuang, so they knew the nature of the villagers very well. The people of Xizhuang weren’t heinous criminals; they were just ordinary poor people—with both commendable simplicity and the matching viciousness that came from being born in ignorance.

According to Bai Wei’s account, the reality wasn’t far off from their speculations.

The young men in the village were the first to develop twisted ideas.

Bai Wei had a decent appearance and could read, making him already an exception in the village. Now that he had married a wife who seemed like a celestial being, and they were getting along so well and their household was visibly improving, it made others jealous.

Yet the guy surname Bai wasn’t lazy; on the contrary, he even worked harder, truly not knowing how to appreciate his good fortune.

Since Bai Wei was able to find a celestial wife on the mountain, it was only natural that they could as well. Bai Wei was just a bit bolder and luckier. As for women, they had long hair but shortsightedness. As long as they could be found, they could surely be married.

With such foolish thoughts in mind, they began secretly tracking A’Lu.

A’Lu would return to the immortal realm every other day, and she wouldn’t be the only maiden in the immortal realm. As long as they found the way to the immortal realm, what was there to worry about not being able to find a maiden wife?

At first, A’Lu was very cautious. When she entered the forest, she would ride on a black dog demon. The black dog demon ran incredibly fast and never left any opportunity for people to follow. Later, when A’Lu became pregnant and her belly grew bigger every day, she had to switch to riding a sturdy red leopard.

With a pregnant woman on its back, the red leopard dared not run too fast. Finally, one day, two hunters secretly followed A’Lu all the way until the end.

A day later, A’Lu returned to Xizhuang unknowingly, but the two hunters never came back and disappeared completely.

The families in Xizhuang couldn’t just let it go after losing their sons. They rallied their relatives and gathered in front of Bai Wei’s house, demanding an explanation from A’Lu.

“What maiden? I think she’s just a mountain spirit who deceived my son and ate him!”

“That’s right! Being pregnant, she definitely couldn’t resist eating people.”

“She’s going back into the mountains in a couple of days so she can reveal her true form. Let’s stop her here and see what kind of creature his wife really is—”

People squatted in front of the Bai’s residence, tightly gripping hoes and hatchets. A’Lu could probably guess what had happened, but she was afraid of incurring the wrath of the gods upon her parents and family, so how could she reveal the location of the “immortal realm”.

She could only cry.

Bai Wei knelt outside, his voice hoarse, repeatedly reasoning with the villagers.

A’Lu really didn’t know what had happened, and she really had to go back. His elderly father at home was also in critical condition and needed to see a doctor…

Please, I beg you.

“I gave them all the money I saved over the years, not knowing how many times I knocked my head. I only ask them to let A’Lu go back to the mountains and allow the doctor to come in and treat my father. What does it have to do with me… But even after they took the money, they still demanded that A’Lu be handed over.”

“Those people kept blocking the way outside. A’Lu, who is pregnant, dared not leave the house. The village doctor was afraid of trouble and refused to come in.”

“In the end, my father passed away, and she fell asleep.”

Bai Wei clenched his fists tightly.

After that, things were quite simple.

The Goddess of Yuanxian Village arrived in the village with two children and a cart full of gold. She announced that she had come to retrieve the “sleeping” A’Lu, and the villagers of Xizhuang won.

They had discovered the immortal realm, and they all qualified to ascend to immortality. The hunters who had disappeared earlier were also in the immortal realm, waiting for them.

She distributed gold to the people and spoke in a gentle tone. “I am busy, and time is limited. You don’t need to bring anything, just follow me.”

It was unclear if she used some kind of magic, but the words of the Goddess were terrifyingly convincing.

They no longer questioned if they had offended a divine being in the first place, as the divine being was now rewarding them. After all, there were plenty of such strange fables. Perhaps the immortal realm had its own rules, and they were just fortunate.

In less than half a day, there was no one left in the village. To please the divine being before them, the villagers didn’t take anything, fearing they wouldn’t make it in time to ascend to immortality.

Only Bai Wei didn’t desire the immortal realm.

He silently buried his father and then stood guard by his “sleeping” wife, feeling at a loss. She still had breath and warmth. Perhaps there was still time, and when they returned home, she would wake up, right?

On that day, the villagers of Xizhuang all arrived at Yuanxian Village. The Goddess had instructed in advance that every household in Yuanxian Village should stay indoors and let her lead the villagers into the forbidden area.

The villagers of Xizhuang, upon seeing this paradise-like place, didn’t suspect anything and obediently entered through the tree gate.

They never came out again.

Bai Wei remained by his wife’s side, unwilling to leave. Although they had returned to her hometown, she still slept soundly. A little girl ran to her side, pouting and shaking A’Lu.

“Sister, sister! Why did you ascend to immortality so early? Didn’t we agree to wait until I grow up?”

“Guide her back.” Mian Jie wiped her eyes and forced a smile. “Child… Your name is Bai Wei, right? Let go now. A’Lu is gone.”

“My daughter has already left.”

……

“It’s strange, isn’t it?” Bai Wei nervously stared at the four of them. “She clearly still had a heartbeat, so how could she be dead? On the first day, I wanted to go to the forbidden area to find her, but Mian Jie—no, mother—refused to let me go and kept stopping me. Now that the deadline given by the Goddess is approaching, even if she wants to stop me, she won’t be able to.”

“If she’s alive, what will you do then?” Shi Jingzhi asked calmly and flatly.

He wasn’t immersed in the tragedy like Yan Qing, nor was he silent like Yin Ci and Su Si. As soon as Bai Wei finished speaking, Shi Jingzhi smoothly continued.

Yin Ci was somewhat surprised. He had expected that with Shi Jingzhi’s sensitive nature, there would be no shortage of tears and runny nose at this moment. Who would have thought that Shi Jingzhi was incredibly calm, almost to the point of being ruthless.

Bai Wei hadn’t expected Shi Jingzhi’s reaction either, and for a moment, he couldn’t respond. “Wh-What?”

“You’re behaving like someone who can’t find a way to survive and can’t seek death, clamoring to accumulate immortal potential. Even if the Goddess sends you to some mysterious place, just being able to see the forbidden area will be enough… Whether or not you can see your wife, even if she remains asleep all alone. Are you implying that making one trip will fulfill your wish?”

Bai Wei: “I…”

“Actually, you also believe that she’s dead, don’t you?” Shi Jingzhi said expressionlessly.

He did have an unrealistically handsome appearance, and when he didn’t show any expression on his face, it gave off a sense of terror like something “otherworldly.”

As if it was some kind of evil wearing beautifully crafted human skin.

Bai Wei stared intently into Shi Jingzhi’s eyes and couldn’t help but take a half step back.

“What else can I do?” His voice was hoarse. “I have no other options.”

“I don’t understand. You’re reckless enough to gamble with your life, but too weak to let go and fight again.”

“It’s easy for you to say! If it were you—”

“If it were me, the first thing I would do is figure out why the Goddess appeared only after A’Lu’s ‘death’. If she cares so much for her subjects, to the extent of being willing to destroy the entire Xizhuang village, why didn’t she take action earlier? The Goddess had captured the Xizhuang people who came to spy on her before, and when A’Lu didn’t return on time, wouldn’t she have guessed A’Lu’s situation?”

Bai Wei was stunned on the spot. He had indeed never considered this question.

The Goddess had been in power in the village for over fifty years, with the appearance of a young woman and the presence of a mountain itself. It was difficult for people to harbor doubts when standing in front of such a figure.

“The Goddess… she might have other reasons…” Bai Wei said as if in a daze.

Shi Jingzhi pressed on, step by step. “Do you really want to see your wife or not?”

Bai Wei’s scattered gaze finally gradually cleared, and he stared at Shi Jingzhi for a moment before performing a deep bow. “I have learned my lesson.”

“That’s right.”

Shi Jingzhi seemed quite satisfied. He patted Bai Wei’s shoulder, and there was a hint of a sinister aura in his tone. “If my loved one is taken away, even if the other side is truly a god, I will do everything in my power to teach them a lesson.”

Yin Ci furrowed his brow slightly.

Shi Jingzhi wasn’t making empty boasts. That hint of madness quietly emerged between his words, only to be forcefully suppressed by his cheap master.

“Please help me,” Bai Wei said, gulping down the hotcakes. “Help me find out what happened to A’Lu—help me find her body… I want to live. If she’s alive, I’ll rescue her. If she’s dead, I’ll give her a proper burial and offer daily worship.”

“In exchange, I, Bai Wei, will be your servant and do whatever you command.”

Su Si also dropped his carefree appearance. He frowned, “If you want to find your wife, you’ll have to spend a considerable amount of time in the forbidden area, right? We only stayed inside for how long when we infiltrated the funeral procession? Half an hour? One hour? Is that enough time to search for someone?”

Shi Jingzhi smiled faintly. “Brother Bai still wants to ‘accumulate immortal potential’, but doesn’t actually accumulate it.”

Bai Wei was a bit confused, choking on the hotcakes in his mouth. “What do you mean?”

“There are three possibilities beneath the forbidden area. One is as Mian Jie said, there’s another small world inside. The second possibility is that the people of Xizhuang are all imprisoned at the bottom of the forbidden area… To be honest, neither possibility is very likely. Xizhuang’s environment is already harsh, and the former is just adding unnecessary details. If the latter is true, someone would have to deliver food to the forbidden area.”

Shi Jingzhi stroked his chin.

“The third possibility is that the so-called ‘accumulation of immortal potential’ actually means dying beneath the forbidden area. The Goddess, with her appearance, doesn’t seem like someone who would do it herself. Most likely, she would let the white-robed monsters do it for her or simply throw people to their deaths.”

Bai Wei: “…” Just a moment ago, this person was encouraging him, and now he was asking him to go die?

“It would be troublesome if traces were discovered during the funeral procession in Xizhuang. Even if she were to take action, she wouldn’t do it above the forbidden area. At this point, Bai Wei needs our help.”

Shi Jingzhi turned to Bai Wei.

“We will provide you with the tools to climb the rock walls. If she tries to throw you to your death or let the white-robed monsters take you down to kill you, you have to escape halfway and hang on the rock wall for a while. Once you receive our signal, you can climb back up and search for your wife’s stone chamber.”

“If she personally takes you to the very bottom of the forbidden area, you have to plead with her and try to get her to leave first, while you ‘fend for yourself’. Once she’s out of the forbidden area, you can climb up the rocks to find her… When you come up, we’ll be waiting at the exit. Then you can lay low for a while, and we’ll find an opportunity to escape together.”

“So you’re saying I won’t be in any danger?”

“No.” Shi Jingzhi raised an eyebrow. “In case you don’t escape in time or if the situation exceeds expectations, you might end up with blood splattered on the spot. But with our help, you at least have a fifty percent chance of surviving and slowly finding your wife.”

Bai Wei remained silent for a moment.

Then he took a deep breath and said calmly, “By helping me, what do you gain?”

“I’m curious about the situation in Yuanxian Village and want to understand it. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you won’t be defeated in a hundred battles*.”

*Quote from The Art of War by Sun Tzu. Full quote is: “If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”

Yan Qing nodded in agreement, while Su Si looked elsewhere, lost in thought. When he noticed Yin Ci’s gaze, he suddenly snapped back and put on a carefree smile.

For the remaining time, everyone busied themselves with preparing the tools.

To avoid arousing suspicion from the Goddess, Bai Wei couldn’t bring too many things. Shi Jingzhi gave him a small bottle of pills to enhance his strength and stimulated several acupoints to ensure Bai Wei’s joints remained flexible and he wouldn’t accidentally harm himself.

Finally, Shi Jingzhi dug out a small bottle from the bottom of the medicine kit and poured out two withered little things—

“These are acacia beans, born from demonic plants, usually used to perceive the condition of patients. Soak them in your blood, and each of us will take one.”

Shi Jingzhi explained to Bai Wei.

“The two beans are connected. If we burn this one with fire, your bean will heat up as well. At that time, it will serve as a signal, and you will know that the Goddess has indeed left. If you die down there, the beans on this side will turn to dust, and we’ll know something happened to you and won’t wait outside any longer.”

Bai Wei solemnly took the beans. “I understand. Sect Master Shi, I will certainly not casually abandon my life.”

Afterward, Bai Wei rested for two more days and practiced using the iron claws to hook onto the rock walls. After eating Yin Ci’s specially made meals for two days, his cheeks finally regained fullness and no longer looked skeletal.

The madness in his eyes lost its sharpness and transformed into unwavering determination.

Yin Ci was somewhat envious of Bai Wei. If it weren’t for Shi Jingzhi keeping a close eye on him, he would have loved to go down and take a look himself.

Unfortunately, Yuanxian Village was extremely peculiar, and Shi Jingzhi was on high alert. He could even count how many times Yin Ci turned over in bed at night. Even when Yin Ci claimed to use the bathroom, Shi Jingzhi would sit up vigilantly, afraid that his disciple would be captured by some unknown monster.

Yin Ci couldn’t help but feel amused and exasperated.

The road to finding the Shirou was long and arduous, and Shi Jingzhi was still necessary as a shield. He couldn’t reveal his identity yet. Yin Ci had to obediently stay by Shi Jingzhi’s side and play the role of a normal person with a strong desire to survive.

If the heavens granted him a reasonable excuse to venture into the forbidden area, he would be the first to go.

But Yin Ci didn’t expect the opportunity to come so soon.


The author has something to say:

Demonic Lord Yin, if you think a fox is really a soft fox, you’ll eventually be exposed.

Oh, it’s destined to be exposed, well, that’s fine (…

Yin Ci: Constantly testing the boundaries of self-destruction.jpg

Shi Jingzhi: No, you don’t want to.jpg


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Sendoff Ch31

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 31: The Forbidden Area

After listening to Auntie Liu’s strange phenomenon, Yan Qing remained silent for a long time.

Being in his early twenties, he wasn’t good at expressing his emotions. Yin Ci could sense his thoughts—this place was worse than the Ghost Tomb. At least in the Ghost Tomb, the killing intent and malice were openly displayed. Yuanxian Village, on the other hand, appeared beautiful like a splendid flower, but buried beneath were deformed corpses with half-rotten hands protruding.

Yan Qing struggled within himself for a while but couldn’t come up with a solution. Subconsciously, he looked towards Shi Jingzhi.

Finally, Shi Jingzhi remembered his responsibility as sect leader. With a deeply troubled expression on his face, he hesitated for a moment before suggesting an idea that wasn’t really a solution. “The village entrance ceremony takes place during the full moon, and there is still some time before that. It’s not realistic to find someone to guide us out, so why not search for the villagers of Xizhuang? Perhaps someone has stayed behind in Yuanxian Village…”

Su Si: “That’s right. We can also help Brother Yin with matchmaking. We shouldn’t fear the worst-case scenario.”

Shi Jingzhi’s fox tail was stepped on again. “No, that’s my disciple! I mean, we can’t waste time on such matters. It’s better to concentrate on finding clues. I promise to take you all out of here.”

Yin Ci patted his master’s arm and muttered, “Yes, yes, of course, good, good,” while his thoughts wandered off.

When the villagers visited earlier, Yin Ci confirmed one thing.

“People with immortal potential” were likely monster material, which made sense as they were screened based on their appearance. According to this reasoning, it was highly probable that the villagers were also monster material.

The problem was, could they really gather so many monster materials out of millions of people? On the other hand, Yin Ci had encountered many monster materials, and normal monster materials didn’t have random restrictions like “a fatal injury within three days” and also aged slower than ordinary people.

He couldn’t figure out the reason for the existence of Yuanxian Village.

There were no apparent abnormalities outside; the answers were likely inside the forbidden area, which included a fresh death technique he had been longing for.

As if they were on the same wavelength, Shi Jingzhi paced around the room, and his eyes suddenly brightened. “Let’s not look for someone today. Instead, we’ll join the funeral procession.”

Yan Qing was startled. “Funeral procession? For whom?”

“Auntie Liu passed away here, and we’re somewhat connected. It seems the villagers have some favorable opinions of me. I’ll go and plead with them. After all, we are considered half-villagers, and we have our reasons. Can they really stop us?”

The more he spoke, the more feasible it sounded. “The villagers will keep the body in the forbidden area. We can openly and honestly follow them inside to have a good look.”

Yin Ci felt extremely pleased. His master was indeed useful.

He immediately cast an admiring gaze, making sure Fox Shi’s fur was in order.

To prove their amiable intentions, before setting off, Shi Jingzhi took the time to dress up, only lacking a couple of flowers to stick in his hair. Su Si and Yan Qing stood on either side, with the alluring fox squeezed in front to attract attention, while the inconspicuous Yin Ci stayed at the back. In this manner, the four of them arrived at the central area of the village.

Along the way, Shi Jingzhi had flowers thrown at him by the men and women of Yuanxian Village, and he narrowly avoided getting hit on the head by fresh fruits. He dodged and smiled, trying to maintain his composure, but it was truly an arduous task.

Yin Ci, on the other hand, bit into a fruit and continued to leisurely observe their surroundings.

Today was another sunny day, with flowers blooming profusely and a gentle spring breeze. There was no difference from yesterday. The funeral procession was easy to find, as everyone was dressed in bright red attire, visible from eight hundred lis away.

Relying on his handsome face, Shi Jingzhi managed to exude a hint of celestial aura, surpassing even the Goddess. The villagers had no resistance to this celestial aura, and Shi Jingzhi was extremely skilled at fooling people. After some back and forth, he managed to convince the leader.

“You accompanied Auntie Liu on her journey, and that’s fate,” the leader mumbled in a daze. “I’ll have someone prepare clothes for you. Hurry up and change.”

Shi Jingzhi’s smile became even more sincere. “Thank you, big brother. We’ll be right back.”

Su Si, who had become the talk of the town for revealing himself to be a “woman”, received a bright red robe, making his complexion slightly bitter. In the end, he still changed into it and tidied up his hair.

The other three were much quicker.

While waiting for Su Si, Shi Jingzhi glanced at his disciple and suddenly felt that the discrimination in Yuanxian Village was unreasonable.

The funeral procession attire was very revealing, and anyone could see Yin Ci’s excellent figure. His body was neither bloated nor skinny, with long and well-built limbs. His beautiful silhouette tapered into a narrow waist, as if carved from the most delicate mold.

His temperament was also good.

Even though his disciple was wearing a red robe, he seemed to be in a frigid abyss. This calmness, even if baseless, always put Shi Jingzhi at ease.

Shi Jingzhi thought he truly lived up to his expectations as the disciple he had chosen. He didn’t find a single fault with him, so how could other cats and dogs have the right to look down on him?

Su Si tied up his hair in a convenient and stylish bun, and the group once again blended into the funeral procession.

In the middle of the procession, they saw Auntie Liu again.

Auntie Liu’s eyes were tightly closed, and the corners of her mouth seemed to have been smeared with something, forming a strange smile. She was dressed in a brand-new red silk dress, with her limbs bound by branches controlled by others, making her stagger along with the procession.

Her chest still rose and fell, and her joints weren’t stiff. At first glance, Auntie Liu was just a living person with slightly unsteady steps.

The sound of joyful music filled the air, but it was unclear whether she could hear it or not.

Red paper fluttered in the sky, making her look like a peculiar bride. Shi Jingzhi slowly approached Auntie Liu and discreetly touched her arm. Auntie Liu still had body temperature, but her flesh felt soft and spongy, as if there was a large handful of cotton wrapped underneath her skin.

Yet, she didn’t have the appearance of rotting or swelling.

Shi Jingzhi frowned and then pinched Yin Ci’s arm to compare, making sure it wasn’t his imagination.

Things were becoming increasingly strange.

However, the loud suona music was causing pain in their eardrums, and Shi Jingzhi couldn’t communicate with his disciple, so he could only continue forward with the team.

The forbidden area was located in the center of the village, with a large tree serving as the entrance. The children of the village gathered around the tree, curiously watching the funeral procession.

The tree had likely been growing for many years and had possibly become a demon. It wasn’t particularly tall, but its trunk was extremely thick, requiring thirty people to wrap their arms around it. Near the tree roots, there was a gate-like structure, and the familiar black dog demon was sleeping at the entrance. When the procession approached, it growled a few times and moved aside.

Walking through the tree gate, they could immediately see a massive pit.

The pit was wide, almost the size of a whole house. It was terrifyingly deep, and its bottom couldn’t be seen at a glance. Stone steps spiraled downwards along the edge of the pit, covered in moss, with decaying ropes swaying at the edges, making it look rather unsafe.

The funeral procession stumbled down the path.

The suona music echoed in the stone walls, and one after another, figures in red merged into the shadows. Auntie Liu’s warm corpse was surrounded by everyone as they moved forward. As the procession delved deeper, the decaying ropes swayed, emanating an indescribable strange odor from the depths of the pit.

The warm atmosphere of Yuanxian Village was completely gone, leaving only boundless eerie strangeness.

After descending to a certain depth, Shi Jingzhi’s footsteps began to hesitate.

The funeral procession carried torches with their flames flickering unsteadily, making it difficult to observe. But through occasional glimpses, Shi Jingzhi could roughly piece together the scene in his mind.

Numerous white-clad monsters hung on the walls of the pit, resembling numerous large cocoons stuck to the stone. The chains suspending them swayed gently, as if keeping time with mournful melodies. The smell of moisture grew stronger, mingled with the scent of fresh raw meat and a faint hint of excrement.

The stone steps were completely engulfed in shadows, but the touch became increasingly sticky. Something unknown had adhered to them, and with each step, a sweet and bloody liquid-like substance would be splashed up.

The inner walls of the pit were carved with rows of neat small rooms. These stone chambers were exquisitely crafted, appearing ancient, as if the work of a thousand years ago.

Suddenly, Shi Jingzhi had a bizarre thought. This place didn’t resemble a graveyard; it was more like a twisted prison.

The group stopped at a certain level of the pit.

It wasn’t a deliberate choice; the stone steps simply ended there, and below was an abyss with no end in sight.

“Let’s leave her here, by Lao Liu’s side,” someone whispered.

People carefully maneuvered on the narrow stone steps, making way for Auntie Liu. Two villagers supported her and took her to a single small room, helping her lie down comfortably. There were several pieces of men’s clothing scattered around her, damp and almost blending with the dark-colored stone slabs.

“Shouldn’t she be buried together with Uncle Liu?” Shi Jingzhi asked in a low voice.

“Uncle Liu has already ascended to become an immortal. This is his small chamber. Look, his clothes are still here,” someone nearby explained in a low voice.

Yin Ci shifted his position slightly.

In just one night, the body disappeared?

Yin Ci scanned the narrow stone chamber but didn’t find anything unusual, so he quietly took a couple of steps back and looked at the bottomless pit. A gust of wind blew from below, and the indescribable smell became even stronger.

The walls of the pit were uneven. Even if he jumped down, he could still climb up… So he should just pretend to slip and…

Snap.

Shi Jingzhi had quietly approached and grabbed his wrist. “A’Ci, it’s very dark here. Don’t wander around. Be careful not to fall.”

Yin Ci: “…Yes.”

Shi Jingzhi held his wrist tightly and continued to ask, “Can everyone become an immortal so quickly?”

“Some are faster, some are slower. It’s hard to say for sure. Not many people ascend consecutively, and usually, nobody comes down either.”

“What about the people from Xizhuang Village?” Yin Ci followed up.

As soon as he asked the question, almost everyone turned their heads to look at him with obscured and unclear gazes.

“A’Ci!”

“Shizun, it’s okay. They won’t do anything to you. Fellow villagers, I mean no harm. I’m just curious. Given this situation, how would I be ‘handled’?”

“The Great Goddess said that those people gather immortal potential in the pit below.” The voice of Yin Deng’s mother, Mian Jie, came through. “There’s a small world down there. Just as you enter here from the shrine, they go over there from the well.”

Shi Jingzhi tightened his grip on Yin Ci’s wrist.

“The Great Goddess is merciful. Even when faced with sinners…” Mian Jie wanted to continue.

“Mian Jie, you’ve said enough. Talking too much about matters of the immortals may invoke taboos,” the leader of the villagers interrupted her. “This brother may not necessarily need to gather immortal potential. Who knows, there might be a girl who takes a liking to him.”

His words became more and more hesitant, and towards the end, it sounded like he didn’t even believe it himself.

Shi Jingzhi snorted coldly, and a trace of anger overshadowed his fear.

“A’Ci, let’s go back.”

Mian Jie’s heart softened. She hurriedly approached them, taking three quick steps, and whispered, “My daughter brought you in, so you can be considered someone fated with our family. There’s one more person in the village who needs to find a marital partner, and you can go with him. That way, you won’t feel too anxious.”

Yin Ci suddenly halted his steps. “One more person?”

The dim light flickered, and he could still see the hesitation on Mian Jie’s face.

“…Yes, one more person. His name is Bai Wei, originally from Xizhuang Village. He hasn’t left his house for the past half month. If he can’t find a spouse, he won’t be able to continue living in the village.”

Shi Jingzhi remained cautious. “Sister, from what you’re saying, gathering ‘immortal potential’ down there doesn’t sound like a good thing.”

Mian Jie opened her mouth but ended up dryly uttering, “Yuanxian Village is better than down below, that’s for sure. Bai Wei also has some fate with us, haa…”

She let out a soft sigh and squeezed her way to the front of the group, evidently not intending to continue speaking with them.

Shi Jingzhi was about to catch up, but Yan Qing tapped his arm and lowered his voice, “Sect Master, I know Bai Wei. Let’s go back first and talk.”

Once they left the damp giant well and stepped back into the sunlight, there was a certain delight in returning from the realm of immortals to the mortal world. Unfortunately, no one was willing to waste time pondering it. Although they didn’t make any major discoveries in the forbidden area, they had obtained a surviving member from Xizhuang Village without much effort.

The three of them didn’t even return to their lodging. Only Su Si hurried back to change into men’s clothing and dragged Lord Bai out.

When Su Si rejoined the group, there was a goose feather stuck to his head, and Lord Bai was twisting in his arm vigorously. Su Si acted as if he had no sense of pain, taking out fresh cabbage leaves that he had prepared in advance. “Lord Bai, find someone.”

Only then did Lord Bai let go and give him a sour, master-like gaze, seriously scrutinizing Su Si.

“Help me find someone,” Su Si coaxed it carefully. “Help us find Bai Wei, okay? After all, he’s somewhat related to you*.”

*Clarity: They both have the same name/surname (same character) white [bai] ().

Yin Ci doubted if the goose understood human speech—it gobbled up the cabbage with a crunch and continued to twist Su Si’s leg as if torturing him. It finally let go when Su Si winced in pain and walked away, huffing.

“Follow it!” Su Si made a quick decision.

Lord Bai led the group, swaying and tottering for nearly half an hour, until they reached the southwest corner of the village. They were just a stone’s throw away from their destination—only a few scattered houses remained there. Lord Bai then turned around, diving into a nearby pond.

“There aren’t many houses, so let’s search one by one,” Su Si seemed accustomed to such treatment. “It’s just…”

He nervously glanced at the goose’s backside and lowered his voice. “It’s just a goose, so it doesn’t have much of a brain.”

“Bai Wei is Teacher’s son. I used to work at his father’s school. He’s about four or five years older than me, and he’s a decent person. At least, he didn’t avoid me because of my ghost eyes,” Yan Qing said while searching for the person and addressing the group. “He has a handsome appearance and is good at telling stories. The village girls really like him.”

He didn’t even mind the inauspiciousness of his ghost eyes, and he had Yan Qing deliver small gifts on their behalf when he worked at the school. Yan Qing earned some leftovers as a messenger fee, which also improved his impression of Bai Wei.

However, when they pushed open Bai Wei’s door, they didn’t see a charming and talented scholar; instead, they saw a living skeleton.

Bai Wei’s courtyard was a mess, with shredded paper scattered everywhere. The owner of the courtyard sat there blankly, covered in dust, with only his two eyes remaining clean on his face. With such a countenance, it was already a success if he didn’t scare people to tears, let alone win the affection of young girls.

At first glance, Yan Qing didn’t dare recognize him, but Bai Wei was the first to do so. There was no other reason—Yan Qing’s red eyes were a distinctive feature.

“The boy from the Yan family.” Bai Wei’s lips quivered. “…You’re not dead, huh?”

Afterward, he withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself. “When a person isn’t well, hallucinations start to appear…”

Su Si hesitantly said, “Bai Wei, is it really you?”

Bai Wei carefully scrutinized Su Si for a while, and his gaze stopped at his teardrop mole. “The ‘Cuckoo Calamity’ of the Su family. It seems my eyes are playing tricks on me… And you—are you here to take me to the realm of immortals? Can a fox spirit do that?”

Shi Jingzhi: “…”

Shi Jingzhi: “I’m sorry, I am human.”

He immediately approached, checked Bai Wei’s pulse, and opened his medicine box. “This person is very weak and hasn’t eaten or drunk for a long time. Here, open your mouth. Have some honey.”

Bai Wei shook his head and turned his face away. “I have no appetite.”

Shi Jingzhi: “Oh.”

Decisively, he stimulated Bai Wei’s acupoints and poured the bottle of honey into his mouth, then gave him a bowl of water.

“If you’re determined to die, I won’t stop you. But we just arrived here and still want to leave… From the looks of it, you seem to know something. If you’re willing to help, I can make your death more comfortable.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Wei suddenly tensed his body, grabbed Shi Jingzhi’s collar, and burst forth with terrifying strength. “I don’t want to die! Who said I want to die? I just want to save A’Lu and our child. At least see them one more time, I…”

He struggled to catch his breath, as if this thought pained him. “I…”

“Take your time.” Yan Qing reassured him. “Don’t rush. There are no villagers here.”

Yin Ci silently revealed a false face to prove that Yan Qing’s words were true.

Bai Wei struggled to get up, broke off a piece of dry cake from the table, and forced himself to swallow it. He looked at the four of them with determination. “Xizhuang… Are all the people from Xizhuang gone?”

“They brought it upon themselves, brought it upon themselves! …But am I not also to blame? If it weren’t for me, everyone could have lived well.”

He laughed with laughter that sounded like cries, and his gaze was filled with a dangerous madness.

“You’ve come at the right time. I was planning to seek the Goddess tomorrow and ask her to send me to ‘save my immortal potential’.”


The author has something to say:

Fox Shi: ? Why does everyone think my disciple can’t find a partner? Alright, I’ll marry them.

Demonic Lord Yin: ?

Demonic Lord Yin, the face can be hidden, but the body can’t. What a pity, what a pity (?)


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Access Denied Ch113

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 113: Wild Animal

Time reversed back ten minutes ago.

“Missed. Neither I nor Monday felt any change.” Shu Jun stood intact on the roof of the command center, carrying Monday on his back. “A’Yan, your aim isn’t good enough.”

“Its size is too large, making it difficult to estimate the position of the brain.” Zhu Yanchen also stood on the rooftop. Only the two of them were present on the vast rooftop. Sigma was particularly sensitive to the presence of humans gathered together, so they intentionally reduced the number of people around.

“How many shots do you have left? Five? Four?”

“Three.”

“…Isn’t that more than half gone already?” Shu Jun sighed heavily.

“I know.”

Shu Jun took a deep breath and stood behind Zhu Yanchen. They leaned against each other intimately, their body temperatures almost blending together. Zhu Yanchen placed his hand on the console, while Shu Jun rested his head on Zhu Yanchen’s shoulder. The observation equipment was small, so they had to stick close together to observe the situation across from them.

If the situation weren’t so tense, it wouldn’t have been bad to be this close.

Unlike Zhu Yanchen, who was observing Sigma’s reaction, Shu Jun couldn’t discern the subtle changes in the Erosion Swamp. He focused all his attention on Luo Duan—he didn’t understand the Erosion Swamp, but he understood his longtime opponent.

“Luo Duan is commanding the group of Erosion Swamp with brains to move east. Based on his habits, Sigma’s brain must be on the west side. Hmm, this layout… It could be in the northwest. He always likes to hide weaknesses in the safest places.”

“Mm,” Zhu Yanchen softly responded. “…Are you okay to go down again later?”

“What’s the problem?”

“Just now…”

“I’m fine. I didn’t suffer any injuries at all. I ran away before Sigma caught the wolf, and it didn’t even touch me.”

Zhu Yanchen had fired a missile with a rare melancholy look on his face. Shu Jun tilted his head, and his gray-white hair brushed against the other’s cheek.

“What about Zhu Sheng?” Seeing that Zhu Yanchen’s mood was subtly off, Shu Jun casually brought up a topic.

“He’s still remotely commanding the situation on the square, with Xia Liang’s assistance. There shouldn’t be any problems there for now.” Zhu Yanchen’s entire body tensed, his eyes staring without blinking through the scope. His tone was steady, but his body was soaked with sweat.

Shu Jun pursed his lips and extended a claw to stroke Zhu Yanchen’s back. Monday, unhappy that its exclusive privilege was taken by Zhu Yanchen, twisted around, but Shu Jun simply ignored it.

“I’ve never seen you so nervous before. Didn’t we plan everything in advance?” Shu Jun tried to make his tone more relaxed. “Everything has been going smoothly so far, as long as we eliminate it in time.”

“…Luo Duan is an extremely cautious person. Sigma, on the other hand, is more animalistic and has a weaker understanding of ‘death’. They want to steadily wear us down, and Luo Duan is probably the one playing the role of ‘pulling the reins’. But ever since we entered the city, Luo Duan’s behavior patterns have become too aggressive.”

Shu Jun nodded in agreement. Zhu Yanchen wasn’t wrong; they had even speculated on similar scenarios, and the answer was “do their best”. The humans had limited preparation time: lure Sigma, feign weakness, and then strike when it least expected. This plan took various factors into consideration, minimizing sacrifices.

However, it wasn’t perfect. In the confrontation with Sigma, it was entirely possible for it to engage in large-scale destructive behavior.

Unlike the situation with Sweet Edge, humans had suppression weapons, so the strategy of targeting individual weaknesses wasn’t viable. Sigma’s possible approach would undoubtedly involve explosive erosion. To counter this, they had created a massive pit in the city center square for the purpose of holding “hostages”.

After the synthetic humans had left, Zhu Yanchen had set up numerous suppression mechanisms in the pit. They could at least help save over half of the population.

Unfortunately, the pit had limited capacity, and making it too large would raise suspicions. Shu Jun had to design it to appear as natural as possible. Still, millions of people remained outside the pit, and if Sigma were to unleash a similar ability, those people would likely face death.

Everyone knew that, in theory, this was an “inevitable” situation. However, understanding this didn’t necessarily mean accepting it.

With each missile Zhu Yanchen launched, it exploded near the edge of the abyss.

The missiles were limited, and the task of severely injuring Sigma within six shots was already an immensely pressurizing mission. Not to mention that if the injuries weren’t precise, Sigma could unleash its explosive abilities and initiate a massacre at any moment.

The hand that Shu Jun placed on Zhu Yanchen’s back became heavier.

Grand Marshal Zhu’s heartbeat raced, and Shu Jun could almost sense the blood pumping from his heart, carrying the intense heat throughout his body. And with just a swipe of his hooked claw, Shu Jun could pierce Zhu Yanchen’s heart.

This person.

“Sorry, I can’t give you encouragement.”

Shu Jun ruffled his partner’s back again and finally spoke up. “I don’t care about your people. No matter what they say, it’s all just empty words. We’ve reached this point, so let’s skip the formalities… I have one question.”

“Okay.” Zhu Yanchen’s black hair was damp with sweat, and his lips were tightly pursed.

“Sigma is essentially an aggregation of multiple brains, not a singular organism. Now that it has divided so many brains that it doesn’t need for combat, its control over the body should have weakened significantly, right?”

“That’s true.”

“So, if a completely new and sufficiently mature brain were to intervene, could it seize control of its body?”

Zhu Yanchen’s movement froze for a moment.

“You know about this.” Shu Jun smiled. “You kept it from me, didn’t you?”

“Because this is a war for humanity.” Zhu Yanchen closed his eyes. “If you were a member of humanity, even if I had to kneel down and beg you, I would do it… but this is a war for humanity.”

“Judging by your attitude, once my brain enters, I won’t be able to return to my original state?” Shu Jun’s expression remained unchanged.

“That’s correct. The black wolf that you control externally is your limit; it’s essentially a temporary puppet. But Sigma is an Erosion Swamp that has been growing for over a hundred years. To compete for dominance with it, you must directly connect your brain to its body.”

“It seems that there’s no chance of success when there’s a barrier in between. That’s troublesome.”

Finally, Zhu Yanchen turned his head to look at Shu Jun. “The plan continues. You go and help locate the position of Sigma’s brain.”

“Oh, my Chief Strategist, perhaps you should try begging me. Maybe I can fundamentally solve the problem for you. Luo Duan understands me, and given his nature, he’s probably certain that I won’t go this far for humanity.”

“I share his view.”

Zhu Yanchen’s voice lowered slightly. “The person I love is an outstanding leader who deeply cares for his compatriots. He wouldn’t make impulsive sacrifices due to personal feelings. If you were to become the new Sigma, it would be even more impossible for humans to accept a synthetic being—Shu Jun, you should understand this better than anyone.”

“The person I love? It’s rare to see you being so direct.” Shu Jun didn’t give a direct answer. He smiled and changed the subject. “Don’t worry, I know my limits.”

His A’Yan’s stance was too apparent. In fact, they both understood another fact—

Shu Jun had already revealed his true strength. Even if Sigma didn’t self-destruct, they would emerge victorious in this battle. The citizens of Y City wouldn’t let their guard down against synthetic humans. While Zhu Yanchen, as the new leader, could hold them back for a time, he couldn’t do so indefinitely.

Not to mention the general public, the three major families would never compromise.

‘…War is truly troublesome,’ Shu Jun thought.

Before transforming into his wolf form, Shu Jun approached Zhu Yanchen, who was still aiming and calculating, and gently kissed his earlobe.

“A’Yan, you’re still the same,” Shu Jun whispered softly. “There’s nothing wrong with seeking a stable approach, but…”

Shu Jun didn’t finish the second half of his sentence. He leaped off the high building. Vines extended to cushion his fall as he gracefully pierced into an Erosion Swamp. Several minutes later, the black wolf leaped away from Sigma’s side, biting down.

Zhu Yanchen was left alone on the rooftop, completely focused on calculating the movement of Sigma’s brain.

The word “but” that Shu Jun had said was spoken lightly, but his ears were filled with the pounding of his blood. Zhu Yanchen wasn’t sure if Shu Jun had truly said those words or if he was simply too anxious and experiencing an illusion.

Regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, at that moment, Zhu Yanchen could only aim as precisely as possible and then pull the trigger.

The missile flew out from the mechanical cannon and landed solidly on the edge of Sigma’s brain. Sigma’s body suddenly contracted, and its instinctive reaction couldn’t fool anyone. On the other side, Luo Duan appeared and began speaking to the black wolf. The distance between them was too great, and Zhu Yanchen had to observe Sigma’s condition, making it impossible to deduce the content from their lip movements.

Regardless, there was only one missile left, and the next shot absolutely couldn’t go wrong.

His hand gripped the trigger as he held his breath. However, just before he pressed the trigger, Sigma’s body swelled, and its physiological response became completely chaotic, with erosion flowing everywhere.

Zhu Yanchen immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The worst-case scenario had happened. Sigma’s external reactions were in disarray, and he couldn’t guess where its brain had gone. If he launched this missile now, it would be at most a matter of luck.

…He was just half a step too slow. Zhu Yanchen gritted his teeth and quickly thought of possible countermeasures.

Just at that moment, the black wolf leaped again, decisively diving into Sigma’s body.

The scene before him had a subtly familiar feel. It was like a long time ago, during the final match, when Shu Jun had descended into the Erosive Swamp.

Zhu Yanchen didn’t feel relaxed, grateful, or relieved at the sight before him. In that instant, disappointment and bitterness tightened around his heart. He stared fixedly at the struggling Sigma; his whole body frozen like a statue.

And then, something seemed off.

With Shu Jun’s power, as long as he wanted, he could quickly gain control over the real Sigma. But now, Sigma was convulsing unnaturally, expanding and shrinking, like a poisoned caterpillar. The two wills within its body were in conflict, and the intruder clearly didn’t benefit much.

Zhu Yanchen frowned, suppressing the jumble of emotions, and focused his attention on observing Sigma, determined not to give up any details.

Time passed second by second, and Zhu Yanchen’s expression twitched a few times. Surprise and confusion mixed on his face, and his finger slowly moved away from the trigger.

“Shu Jun, you really…”

Zhu Yanchen’s complex emotions couldn’t be felt by his boyfriend. If he wanted to, he could probably guess a part of it, but at this moment, Shu Jun had more important things to consider—

“I’ll keep them occupied over there. Can you give it more effort? Are you not full or something?” Shu Jun grumbled with frustration, swallowing a mouthful of erosion. “Can’t you see it’s two against one!”

There was no response from the other side.

“I’ve supported you for a thousand days, and you still can’t make an effort for a moment.” Shu Jun continued breathlessly, muttering to himself, using “Suppression” without holding back. “Can’t you show some progress? Weren’t you so eager for information back then? Well, here it is, served to you on a platter.”

Finally, his “collaborator” spoke up.

Monday had lost its sword-like form long ago, and only its milky-white brain floated within the erosion substance. It struggled to find the brain, attempting to entangle with it. Even with Shu Jun’s assistance and Sigma’s brain still in a dormant state before the explosion, this battle was far from easy.

“Wuwu…” Upon hearing Shu Jun’s scolding, it let out a pitiful whimper.


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Shu Ge: A strong person won’t stumble twice in the same pit. I’ll never jump into the Erosion Swamp to sacrifice myself again! (plop)

Marshal: .

Monday: …I never expected that I would always be the one getting hurt. jpg


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Evil As Humans Ch183

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 183: Three People

Lu Xiaohe’s mother loved eating eggplants.

When Lu Xiaohe was young, her mother’s favorite saying was, “Eggplant stir-fry is better than meat.” At that time, her mother’s skill in cooking eggplant fried rice was extraordinary. The tender yet chewy eggplant mixed with the flavorful rice absorbed the juices, creating a wonderful texture and delicious taste. Steamed eggplant with garlic was also flavorful, and her mother called it “chicken leg”.

At that time, the family wasn’t well off. But looking back, Lu Xiaohe never felt that they were poor. Her childhood was frugal yet carefree.

She loved her home.

So Lu Xiaohe studied hard, aiming to get into the top university and pursue the best major, hoping that her parents could have carefree days in their later years.

Unfortunately, the road of scientific research was long, and she had not yet completed her studies when her mother fell ill unexpectedly. For a disabled researcher, Shian was the fastest way for her to obtain a large amount of funding legally… If it weren’t for this, she might have continued her research within the university and directly entered a reputable research institute.

Fate could be so ironic.

Amidst the rumbling sound of the range hood, Lu Xiaohe finished stir-frying the eggplants. “Dad, please serve the rice!”

Her father responded and entered the kitchen. Father and daughter tacitly prepared the meal. Lu Xiaohe carefully arranged the rice next to the stir-fried eggplants and placed it on a tray. She made a “V” shape with red chili peppers, admiring it happily, and poured a cup of grape infused water—her mother disliked drinking plain water, always complaining it tasted bitter.

With just a little bit of sugar, her mother would happily drink it.

“I’ll take it to Mom and keep her company for a while,” Lu Xiaohe said with a smile. “Dad, make sure you don’t finish all the dishes; leave some for me.”

“I can’t promise that.” By now, her father had already sat at the dining table, his face marked with many wrinkles, but filled with a smile.

Lu Xiaohe carried the tray, made a silly face at her father, and then used her shoulder to push open the door to the bedroom.

Her mother’s bedroom was separate, made spacious to bring her comfort. Despite being small, the room was well arranged.

Inside, the table was filled with books and a gaming console, the floor was clean, and the windowsill was adorned with thriving green plants. It was deep autumn, and the leaves outside had a golden-red hue, complemented by the clear blue sky, resembling a beautiful painting. The air in the room was fresh, carrying only the scent of plants, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of birds outside the window. In such an environment, the otherwise old room exuded a charming ambiance.

Lu Xiaohe stepped on the dancing rays of light on the floor and greeted with a smile, “Mom—”

In the next instant, she nearly dropped the tray.

There was no one on the bed.

Trembling, Lu Xiaohe set down the tray. The aroma of the stir-fried eggplants filled the air, but it only churned her insides. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, trying to find any trace of her mother.

There were indents on the bedsheets and pillow, showing where someone had lain. Her mother’s slippers were neatly placed by the bed. The window had only a palm-width gap, impossible for a person to pass through. Not to mention her mother was too weak to move independently, and there was no toilet in this room, only a chamber pot. There was no reason for her mother to suddenly leave.

The bedroom door was the only normal exit, leading directly to the living room… She and her father had been in the living room just now, and the bedroom door was slightly ajar, untouched.

Lu Xiaohe felt a chill run through her body. In that moment, her thoughts nearly froze.

How could this be?

She wanted to call out to her father, but her throat refused to produce a sound. Staggering, Lu Xiaohe rushed to the wardrobe, opened its doors, and frantically searched. The wardrobe, under the bed, behind the curtains.

She wished so much for her mother to suddenly appear from somewhere, smiling and saying, “Did I scare you?” Even if it was a cruel joke… Please, let it be a cruel joke.

But there was no one in the room.

Lu Xiaohe collapsed by the edge of the bed; the scent of her mother still lingering on the bedding and pillow. She fought back the panic-stricken tears, tremblingly took out her phone, and dialed Yin Ren’s number.

“Hello, Xiao Yin.”

She instinctively used the familiar nickname for help, even though she knew the person on the other end of the call stood at the pinnacle of the metaphysics.

“I can’t find my mom.” Her voice choked. “I can’t find my mom.”

The usually composed rear commander couldn’t hold back the tears this time.

……

Half an hour later, Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo were already standing in Lu Xiaohe’s home. The stir-fried eggplants in the tray had turned cold, while the police officers came and went, conducting routine investigations.

Since finding Zhong Chengshuo, Yin Ren’s expression had never been this grim.

He circled around the bright bedroom, his gaze incredibly focused. Zhong Chengshuo looked at Lu Xiaohe whose eyes were red from crying. After a few seconds of hesitation, he gathered his courage and expressed his opinion.

“We will find her,” he said. “I understand that you must be very worried.”

Just like when he was trapped in the underground morgue, the fear of “never knowing Yin Ren’s situation”. Whenever he recalled that feeling, Zhong Chengshuo felt his chest filled with sour, bitter soil.

Lu Xiaohe sniffed and forced a smile. “Just because you said that, I believe that you’re a real flesh puppet.”

Zhong Chengshuo: “……”

Zhong Chengshuo decided to change the subject. “Since it involves a Shian employee, Shian will directly intervene in this case without the need for police contact or scrutiny of liaison personnel. Yin Ren has already reported it to the higher-ups, and the investigation team will officially start the investigation today.”

The dazed look on Lu Xiaohe’s face instantly vanished, as if she had been abruptly awakened from a dream. “I want to be involved!”

After speaking, she seemed to remember something, and her expression dimmed slightly. “But only a B-level investigation team has the authority to investigate missing cases directly related to Shian personnel…”

“Our Unit 9 is at the B-level.”

Yin Ren finally finished investigating the entire room, his tone unusually serious.

“And this time, this case will have higher-level backup support from Shian… Xiaohe Jie, there are faint traces of Evil Force in this room, and the aura is still fresh.”

“Impossible!” Lu Xiaohe immediately refuted. “Things in my mom’s room haven’t been moved for a long time, and she hasn’t bought anything new recently. Absolutely—”

She stopped halfway, and a few traces of ferocity suddenly appeared on her face. Before Yin Ren could speak, Lu Xiaohe rushed out of the bedroom and pounced on her father.

She grabbed her father’s lapels tightly. “Dad, what did you say you sought from your friend?! Get the clothes or bag you used for it, quickly!”

The incident had just occurred, and Father Lu’s clothes were in the living room. In a matter of minutes, Yin Ren got the answer.

“It’s the ‘silk pouch charm’ you mentioned, no doubt about it.” He fumbled with Lu Xiaohe’s father’s coat pocket; his expression solemn. “There’s a very faint smell of Evil Force. It can corrupt people if in close contact, but it wouldn’t trigger Shian’s alarm.”

Father Lu clenched his hands in his hair, his expression half blank, half agonized. As an ordinary person who had no exposure to metaphysics, he didn’t have much understanding of these things, but he could vaguely sense his responsibility.

“It’s my fault,” he murmured, his lips dry and thin, tightly pursed. “My daughter is clearly involved in this, and I still brought things home without thinking. It’s my fault, all my fault. Daughter, blame me.”

Lu Xiaohe just looked at the cold food on the table silently, her face devoid of expression. She seemed to want to stop herself from crying, but she had to repeatedly wipe away the tears with the back of her hand.

“I… I should have told you earlier…” Her voice was hoarse, barely audible, and her body continued to tremble slightly.

“It’s like this, Mr. Lu.”

Yin Ren interrupted Lu Xiaohe’s murmurs and looked sincerely at Mr. Lu.

“I am Xiaohe Jie’s colleague at Shian. She helped me a lot before, and we made an agreement that I would help her with her mother’s illness. I have some ancestral remedies that are very effective.”

Yin Ren’s tone was serious and calm, carrying a convincing power. At this moment, he didn’t have his usual ease on his face; instead, he had a bit of an aura of the rumored Great Celestial Master.

“Later, due to personal matters, I kept delaying it. If I had fulfilled my promise earlier, Mrs. Lu wouldn’t have encountered such a situation. I will take responsibility and absolutely find her.”

Yin Ren emphasized the word “absolutely,” and Lu Xiaohe looked at him with a complex gaze.

“You…”

“I should be responsible for this matter, and I will take responsibility for it,” Yin Ren declared firmly.

The pain on Mr. Lu’s face eased a bit, and he tightly held his knee, nodding vigorously.

……

In the afternoon, at the Special Investigation Unit 9’s office in Shian Campus.

The news of the “Competition Victory Award” arrived slower than the equipment. However, Lu Xiaohe was distracted this time, and even the shiny new equipment couldn’t make her smile.

On the large screen wall, densely packed information was displayed, covering the entire space. It was even more overwhelming than when they were investigating the case of Zhong Chengfeng.

Despite it being a day off, there was no sign of fatigue from overtime in the room. Ge Tingting sat solemnly at her desk, and even Huang Jin’s expression was serious as he crossed his arms, looking rather unpleasant.

“…This is our first task after being promoted to B-level, a case involving multiple missing people. It’s something we’ve always been good at, right?”

Lu Xiaohe attempted to liven up the atmosphere like before, but her voice was hoarse, making it uncomfortable to listen to.

“These cases have a very obvious commonality: the missing individuals are all females and have come into contact with a certain amount of Evil Force corruption before disappearing. The data characteristics of the Evil Force at the disappearance scenes are highly similar. Other than that, they don’t have many other common points.”

She tapped the keyboard heavily, and three brief summaries appeared on the screen:

[Meng Huai, female, 21 years old at the time of disappearance, former head of the Emergency Management Department at Shian, a promising Ghost General. An excellent cultivator.]

[Zhong Chengfeng, female, 26 years old at the time of disappearance, criminal investigator in the Criminal Investigation Support Division of the Haigu Public Security Bureau. Inclined towards the science post.]

[He Huan, female, 54 years old at the time of disappearance, unemployed. Mother of Lu Xiaohe, who’s an employee at Shian. No apparent inclination.]

“These are the three cases we will be investigating together. Our mission is to uncover the fundamental causes of these cases…”

Lu Xiaohe paused in her tone.

“…and find the whereabouts of the missing individuals.”


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Evil As Humans Ch182

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 182: Multiple Disappearances

Sunken Society Haigu Branch.

Wei Huaqian looked at the room full of “products” in front of him, revealing a rare expression of difficulty.

Those products were discreetly colored talismans, ranging from heavily ethnic wooden carvings to common national-style ornaments, and even foreign-style “amulets”. There were almost no repeated styles. These trinkets didn’t look expensive, and their audience covered people of all ages and genders.

This was the scene he had long anticipated, but now that the first step of the plan was about to begin, Wei Huaqian found himself uncertain.

One careless move could result in a complete loss. Considering his age, if this ritual didn’t succeed, he wouldn’t have a second chance. Perhaps the group of “suppliers” with unclear ties to the Other Side would continue to cooperate with Sunken Society, but that would no longer concern Wei Huaqian.

He knew that now was not the time.

The research in Gengsheng Town hadn’t reached a proper conclusion, and there was the issue of Zhong Chengshuo’s missing body. The situation in Shian was still not entirely clear, and Xiang Jiang had yet to fully replace Fu Xingchuan’s position. This was simply not a good time to initiate the plan.

“If you continue to hesitate, you’ll never have a chance like this in your lifetime.”

Shen Mo casually picked up an exquisitely embroidered silk pouch amulet and waved it in front of Wei Huaqian.

“When Shian catches up with the progress of Sunken Society’s research on the ‘Other Side,’ this set of cards in your hands is useless. Instead of hesitating, it’s better to make a bold move. Once you succeed, you’ll purely profit—becoming a true Charon, which has always been your goal, right?”

“You’re comfortably giving advice while standing there, ‘old senior’.”

Wei Huaqian’s expression turned unpleasant.

Shen Mo was in his sixties but still maintained the appearance of someone in their thirties. Most of the time, he immersed himself in the Other Side, experiencing minimal physical deterioration. Wei Huaqian, on the other hand, was different. In recent detailed physical examinations, his body had shown various unfavorable signs.

The success of the ritual would be nothing but icing on the cake for Shen Mo. If this attempt failed, he could wait another thirty years and still have an easy time.

Wei Huaqian took the silk pouch from Shen Mo’s hand and said in a cold tone, “Although the corruption source in these items have been carefully balanced and their effects are not significant, it’s better if you don’t touch them randomly… You have been urging me to act earlier all this time. Besides speculation, do you have any concrete evidence?”

Shen Mo retracted his hand and shrugged. “No, I don’t. It’s just I came from Shian, so I have some knowledge about how they work.”

Wei Huaqian stared at Shen Mo for a while.

“…I won’t report the initiation of the ritual to headquarters. Let’s make a compromise. I’ll start with Haigu as a pilot.”

“Haa, you’re indecisive.” Shen Mo shook his head and left the room.

Wei Huaqian’s gaze remained fixed on Shen Mo’s figure until he disappeared at the doorway. Finally, he took out his phone and made two calls.

The first call was to the contact group of Sunken Society on the Nightwalkers’ side.

“The items are ready. Disperse them according to the old method but make it cleaner this time. The deadline is one week. Within that week, all these trinkets must find their owners.”

After speaking, he had no intention of listening to the reaction on the other end of the call. He immediately dialed the second number.

“Hello, it’s me. Mr. Qiu isn’t available? …Well, Mr. Le will do too. I’m just here to inform everyone as agreed.”

Wei Huaqian caressed a wooden talisman carved into a cartoon rabbit in his hand as he spoke in an icy tone.

“The ritual will begin in Haigu. I hope everyone will cooperate. If all goes well, the ‘Divine Descent’ you expect will be fully realized.”

……

Inside a private room of a hot pot restaurant, four people looked at each other.

The red broth in the pot was boiling, filling the air with the fragrance of chili and beef fat, but unfortunately, no one at the table touched their chopsticks.

Sitting at opposite ends of the square table were Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo, while on the other side were Li Nian and Fu Xingchuan in disguise. Today, Fu Xingchuan wasn’t wearing his usual long robe and earring. Instead, he dressed extremely plainly and low-key. He even tucked his long hair under a hat, and with his scruffy, pale face, Comrade Fu Xingchuan resembled a fugitive on the run.

“…That’s how things are.”

Yin Ren kept glancing at the limp beef and lamb rolls on the plate, his heart bleeding.

“Now that we have the results of your experiment, many things make sense. The only thing we need to supplement here is the one thing I remember—the chaotic rabbit and the black sea it was connected to is the person beside me.”

Zhong Chengshuo earnestly nodded in agreement.

“Information sharing is crucial,” the former “Black Sea Rabbit” added politely. “After all, my research time is limited afterward, and I still need research support from Shian’s side.”

Li Nian nodded expressionlessly, while Fu Xingchuan stared deeply at the boiling hotpot, fiddling with the menu for a while. “This restaurant doesn’t have rabbit heads? What a pity.”

“The main reason for this open and frank discussion between the two of you is that I have an extremely urgent matter on my hands. Once I resolve this issue, I am more than willing to cooperate with Shian in the research on the Other Side.”

Upon hearing Zhong Chengshuo’s serious tone, Fu Xingchuan finally tore his gaze away from the menu, his eyebrows twitching. “An extremely urgent matter?”

With two ancient Elementals sitting in front of him, fiercer than fierce, he couldn’t quite imagine what could be considered an extremely urgent matter for these two individuals—especially for one of the Elementals who had already solved housing and even had enough remaining life force to outlast a hundred of himself.

The term “extremely urgent” seemed a bit far-fetched for these two troublemakers.

“I must quickly unravel the case of Zhong Chengfeng’s disappearance twenty-eight years ago. My parents made a wish to me, and I promised them. However, they are already advanced in age, and I don’t know how much longer they can wait.”

At this point, Zhong Chengshuo lowered his gaze.

“They are relatively steadfast in their scientific pursuits, and Yin Ren’s healing abilities are limited. If they were to pass away one day, that wish would never be fulfilled. Primordial Elemental research requires a considerable amount of time, so I have to postpone the related studies for now.”

Fu Xingchuan said, “…Having lived for so long, I never thought I would be involved in discussions of this level. You both really give face.”

The anxiety of the “gods” receiving wishes they couldn’t immediately fulfill was something he didn’t understand, nor did he want to understand. Even within Sunken Society, there was no such thing as wish fulfillment as key performance indicators. Fu Xingchuan didn’t know what to make of it for a moment.

It was like the world’s richest person worrying about asset allocation in front of him. Fu Xingchuan’s palm itched, and his hand gradually clenched into a fist.

“But, as it happens, the results of the joint training competition from last time have also been released.”

However, as a composed adult, Fu Xingchuan maintained a calm expression.

“With the incident of the abandoned hospital building, Professor Li fought for it and secured a winning reward for the Haigu branch—two million each, plus eligibility to be promoted to a second-tier investigation team. Since the competition didn’t end normally, the remaining two teams will also receive one million each as a consolation prize.”

Yin Ren suddenly felt that the hot pot became even more fragrant. The Shian duo really knew the current situation. Could it be that this was a special favor for the old ancestors?

However, before his smile could fully bloom, Li Nian’s continuation of the conversation froze him in place.

“It would be too conspicuous to focus solely on Zhong Chengfeng. Instead, we should investigate the disappearance cases from the Divine Descent 28 years ago. There’s more than just Zhong Chengfeng,” Li Nian calmly added.

So it’s more convenient to manipulate, huh? Modern people really don’t cherish the past. Yin Ren’s sense of relief gradually turned into resignation.

However, this was eating with short-hand and a soft-mouth*, so they had to accept their conditions. With a short hand and a soft mouth, the Great Celestial Master had no choice but to spread his palms.

*Idiom referring to manipulating or exploiting someone’s weakness or relying on their inability to resist in order to benefit oneself.

Once they obtained the information, Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren’s heads were immediately close together.

There was a picture of a fierce-looking woman with heavy makeup and a wide smile. She looked more like a member of Sunken Society, but the information clearly indicated Shian.

Meng Huai, a former “Black Seal” Minister of the previous generation’s Emergency Management Department, was considered Fu Xingchuan’s senior in terms of qualifications.

She looked quite young.

“Meng Huai also disappeared during the Divine Descent 28 years ago. At that time, she was only twenty-one years old and had just been promoted to the Minister of the Emergency Management Department,” Li Nian calmly introduced. “Unit 9 can use this as a cover to investigate Zhong Chengfeng’s disappearance—based on what I know, they both went missing near the same nursing home.”

After glancing at the smiling Minister Meng, Zhong Chengshuo let out a long sigh. “I understand.”

Fu Xingchuan discreetly glanced at Li Nian several times before finally continuing the conversation. “You have a visible case to investigate, and Lao Li can use Shian’s resources openly. However, you both… ahem, should keep a low profile. Don’t reveal everything to Unit 9 about Zhong Chengshuo.”

Facing two humanoid bombs, he felt a bit uncertain about his words.

Even if he had his own spirit contract to restrain him, with Yin Ren’s strength, even if he were to break the contract, it wouldn’t cause too much damage. If either of the two ancestors became unhappy, it wouldn’t be impossible for them to turn Haigu back into its state from a thousand years ago.

“I understand. We need to be cautious with both Shian and Sunken Society, right?” Yin Ren said seriously, picking up a piece of meat with his chopsticks. “Now that the bonus is in place, everything will work out.”

Fu Xingchuan and Li Nian: “……”

Li Nian: “I will discuss it with the personnel department.”

“Thank you for your understanding.” Zhong Chengshuo lowered his head with a serious expression. “We will also thoroughly investigate Ms. Meng Huai’s case.”

Li Nian nodded lightly, and his hand on his knee twitched slightly.

“Alright, let’s eat quickly.” Fu Xingchuan scanned his old partner with a glance and loudly changed the topic. “If we don’t eat soon, the broth will dry out.”

What so-called genius of the Fu family! Truly a monster. Today, Fu Xingchuan’s mentality is quite calm.

…Perhaps Li Nian was right. Having these two old fellows tied to Shian might not be a bad thing.

In a certain place in Haigu, Lu Xiaohe was humming a song while stir-frying eggplants at home.

She used all the money she earned to treat her mother and hire caregivers, making their home still cramped and poor. However, compared to before, Lu Xiaohe’s face was no longer clouded.

The Great Celestial Master had promised that when the time was right, he would help her treat her mother. Her mother was an ordinary person who believed in ghosts and gods, so there shouldn’t be any issues. Her mother would soon be able to overcome her illness.

Just then, there was a creaking sound, and Lu Xiaohe’s father entered the house carrying two bags of vegetables and fruits. He smiled at Lu Xiaohe in front of the stove and went straight to his wife’s room.

“Wife, take a look.”

He took out an exquisite silk pouch amulet from the inner pocket of his chest.

“I asked a friend to get this from a master. They said it’s very effective!”


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At this point, I can finally reveal that this is a story about a foolish couple (?


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Access Denied Ch112

Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 112: Luo Duan’s Plan

It was like stepping over a fence and crushing a group of ants with the sole of a shoe.

Luo Duan thought he would hesitate or feel a sense of satisfaction. In reality, he felt nothing at all. People gathered in fear not far away, but he couldn’t sense anything. He tried to imagine his fiancée’s face, but his mind was blank. His heart felt like it was encased in mud, hardened, and incapable of beating.

At this moment, there was only one thing on Luo Duan’s mind—he came to destroy this city, so he should give it his all to destroy this city.

Was he using Sigma, or had Sigma already assimilated him as part of an Erosion Swamp? Perhaps the “Luo Duan” as a human had long died, and he was just a corpse replaced by an Erosion Swamp.

But this question wasn’t important. The central square was right in front of them. As long as they killed everyone here, the three major families would lose their foundation and no longer have a reason to persist.

The biggest threat to him was Shu Jun, and Shu Jun was already severely injured. The second most threatening person might be Zhu Yanchen, but unfortunately, this person had hidden too well, and Luo Duan didn’t gather much information about him.

…It didn’t matter. In the face of the situation, even if Zhu Yanchen was a genius, he couldn’t save a dead city. Luo Duan just needed to take this final step steadily.

Sigma was very cautious. It didn’t rush forward immediately but instead avoided the purifiers surrounding the square and formed a circle with its massive body. It turned the side with long arms inward, restless just outside the purification circle.

Naturally, humans wouldn’t give up at this time. The soldiers protected the civilians on the outside and fiercely attacked those arms while the purifiers were still functioning. The combat was clean and neat, with the command likely coming from Marshal Zhu.

But it didn’t matter.

Luo Duan quietly commanded Sigma to disperse all non-combat abilities, utilizing the thick erosion around to create more Erosion Swamps with brains. These Erosion Swamps didn’t need to be highly combat-capable; they just needed to push forward and tear open a gap in the solid purification circle.

With that, Sigma’s brain became much smaller, deeply buried within its body, making it harder to find.

For a moment, the scene resembled a nightmare.

The once prosperous Y City was mostly destroyed, with the outer buildings completely devastated, transformed into desolate swamps under Sigma’s crushing force, leaving behind only some remnants of broken walls. The city center stood alone, firmly encircled by Sigma in its core, as if the entire city were a rat being strangled by a python.

More Erosion Swamps with brains rushed forward, each displaying peculiar abilities, sizzling and depleting the energy of the purifiers. Humans had no retreat, and this layer of defense was on the verge of being peeled open—

Suddenly, a missile flew from the direction of the command center.

It wasn’t large in size but packed a powerful punch, directly exploding on a part of Sigma’s body, reducing that small section of its form to erosion substance.

Luo Duan was hidden in the palm of Sigma’s hand. Through the enormous gaps between the black fingers, he gloomily looked outward—if it was just a random explosion, it wouldn’t be a problem. The surrounding erosion substance had piled up to a terrifying degree, and Sigma could repair the wounds at any time. But if its brain was hit by an explosion, things would become uncertain.

He made a gesture, and the erosion downpour in the city center intensified. The rain of death mercilessly fell, leaving gray spots on people’s skin with each impact.

While Shu Jun hadn’t recovered yet, speed and decisiveness were of the essence—currently, it seemed that humans hadn’t had their new weapons for long, and their stockpile of missiles wasn’t impressive.

Just as Luo Duan thought about this, another missile exploded. It didn’t blindly bombard but exploded near Sigma’s brain and got closer and closer to it.

…Who is it?

Another missile attacked, this time grazing Sigma’s brain, making Luo Duan’s heart tighten. Relying on his years of combat experience, he had a bad premonition.

“Hurry!” He ordered Sigma.

The humans inside the circle were still fighting desperately, whether with suppression weapons or purifiers, their energy wasn’t depleted. Sigma extended numerous arms, attempting to grab the people on the square. Its fingers barely touched the outer perimeter of the square before being scorched and swiftly retracted.

His plan was proceeding systematically but advancing carried risks. However, at this point, he couldn’t retreat anymore.

Luo Duan lowered his voice, instructing Sigma to shift the position of its brain while also requesting the repositioning of the surrounding Erosion Swamps with brains. The attack had to be accelerated; delaying in war never led to good results.

Sigma had no way to deal with the hot potato in front of it and could only obey Luo Duan’s advice. With the positions of the Erosion Swamps with brains changing, it threw the soldiers fighting against them into disarray. Sigma took the opportunity to shrink the encircling circle, bringing its body closer to the purification boundary. Finally, under the fierce assault of the Erosion Swamps with brains, signs of collapse began to appear on one side of the encirclement.

Excellent. Just a few more minutes, and he would hear the desperate cries of humans before their deaths.

Luo Duan tensed his nerves and whispered into Sigma’s ear without pause. But just as he focused on adjusting the formation, something unexpected happened.

A black wolf emerged from the surface of an Erosion Swamp, leaping from behind Sigma and pouncing fiercely with the wind.

It had condensed the erosion from the surrounding swamps, becoming larger than the previous black wolf. Its bite almost reached Sigma’s body, narrowly missing the brain. Sigma reacted violently, twisting its body as countless black hands reached out toward the black wolf.

However, the black wolf agilely dodged, leaping high and then lunging down for another bite. This time, the attack was accompanied by other actions—more vines sprouted from the ground, binding Sigma’s body in that area and slowing down its movements.

The binding speed was more than three times faster than before.

Luo Duan was momentarily stunned, unable to figure out how Shu Jun accomplished this. The black wolf’s movements were swift and smooth, full of energy, and didn’t resemble the actions of an injured creature at all.

A sense of foreboding grew stronger. Before he could utter the word “retreat”, the fourth missile exploded squarely hitting the edge of Sigma’s brain.

While Sigma’s attention was diverted, the soldiers on the square also took action. A group of people armed with suppression weapons rushed forward, fearlessly attacking Sigma’s body. Even if Sigma wanted to shift the position of its brain, with the nearby body constantly sustaining injuries, it couldn’t suppress its instinctive reaction to protect its brain and would once again expose its position.

Not to mention that Shu Jun was lurking nearby, ready to take a bite at Sigma at any moment. From the beginning, humans weren’t playing a defensive game. From Shu Jun’s “retreat” to leading Sigma to the square and exposing its body in front of the command center, everything had been calculated.

What a trap. Luo Duan held his breath. Whoever made the move—regardless of who they were—understood the Erosion Swamp as well as he did.

This couldn’t go on. Once Sigma’s brain suffered severe damage, its abilities would be dangerously hindered.

From a pessimistic perspective, they didn’t have much time left.

Sigma didn’t think so deeply. It was being attacked quite intensely, with numerous black hands flailing around it. A distorted humanoid form emerged from the palm of the black hand, urging Luo Duan with discontent.

“What should we do?” it asked stiffly and discontentedly. “What should we do?”

“It’s alright,” Luo Duan took a deep breath and reassured Sigma. “The abilities I asked you to prepare, are they ready?”

“They are ready,” it replied matter-of-factly. “Do you want me to use them?”

Luo Duan looked at the crooked-nosed and squinty-eyed humanoid figure with a complex expression and found himself unable to speak for a moment.

Sigma couldn’t grasp the deep meaning behind it and continued explaining, “Humans are really dangerous. I’m willing to use them.”

“…I know. Trust me. We will definitely not lose this battle. The plan remains the same; we’ll follow the previous agreement.”

Luo Duan stopped the torrential rain of erosion outside and signaled for Sigma to lift him up. The movements of the black wolf paused, and it didn’t attack him.

“Shu Jun,” Luo Duan said wearily, “I have something to say.”

Although the downpour had stopped, Sigma’s hands continued flailing, and the surroundings were still filled with rumbling noise. The black wolf stared at him emotionlessly, neither confirming nor denying.

“You can remotely control this wolf, right? However, when your original body is away, this wolf becomes very clumsy.” Luo Duan sighed. “Just now, you slipped away during our conversation, and then Sigma destroyed the wolf… It was all to make me believe that ‘you must control your erosion creation from within’. You deliberately revealed yourself inside the monster in front of the humans to make me believe that.”

The act began since the Synth-Human pretend war. Shu Jun knew he was watching, and it was intentional.

“You pretended to be defeated by me, assuming that I would misjudge the situation and think that you were using the ’empty city strategy’ to lure Sigma deeper. You knew very well that the central square was filled with humans, and driven by my revenge, I would choose to eliminate the people in front of me first before tormenting the three major families.”

“…You succeeded. Sigma and I were led here. In order to surround the crowd and press the human defenses, Sigma stretched its body and became the most easily analyzable ring shape. Next, your collaborator could launch missiles from the command center to analyze the position of Sigma’s brain. Once Sigma is eliminated, according to your abilities, you can slowly cleanse the surrounding erosion.”

The black wolf exhaled, narrowing its eyes. Shu Jun crouched down, assuming an attacking posture. “You understand it well. So, what’s your move? Are you ready to surrender?”

Luo Duan chuckled.

“Do you think I went through all this trouble talking to you because I wanted to surrender?”

The black wolf remained silent.

“When I was clear-headed, I never won against you, and now I wouldn’t dare to make any guarantees.” As Luo Duan spoke, his feet were caught in Sigma’s claws; his skin touching it, resembling a collapsed humanoid figure. “Since the moment I decided to attack, I’ve considered the possibility of losing.”

Sigma halted its digging motion. Its originally flat body showed signs of swelling.

Luo Duan stared at Shu Jun; his pupils devoid of any luster, resembling erosion substance. “Calculating the time, it should be about right.”

Without the noise from Sigma, their voices were clear, and the people on the square could hear them clearly.

“…What do you mean by ‘about right’?”

“There was once a powerful player who had a similar desire before his death—together with the destruction of the world, as death was too painful. Care to guess what ability he left behind?”

The fur on the black wolf instantly stood on end.

“If Sigma dissolves in place, you can take your time dealing with the erosion. But if Sigma ‘self-destructs’, there won’t be anything left of those purifiers as well as the command center… Oh, perhaps you may survive, but there won’t be anyone else. It’s a pity that now, it’s well-prepared, and the self-destruct ability has been successfully activated.”

“You—”

“That’s my plan.” Luo Duan spread his arms and raised his voice. “Now, let me reveal something that human researchers can’t possibly know—the Erosion Swamp is much more selfless than humans. It releases enough erosion with neural activity that even if it disappears, the next Sigma will emerge.”

The black wolf bared its teeth, anxiously tapping its paws. The people on the square seemed frozen, motionless.

“Your collaborator hasn’t fired yet. Is there only one missile left? You can stop this tragedy, if you want to… Just give up your humanoid form, take control of this massive Erosion Swamp, and become the new Sigma. Guess what? Will that final missile hit you?”

Luo Duan stood calmly in the palm of the black hand, overlooking the nearby crowd, and a hint of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.

The black wolf shook in place.

“Choose, Shu Jun,” Luo Duan said softly. “No matter how you choose this time, you won’t win.”

“I have only one question left. How do you guarantee that if I take over, I will be able to take over Sigma’s brain?”

Luo Duan clearly didn’t like this question, and his expression became complex. “Before the self-destruction begins, to avoid pain, Sigma’s existing brain will enter into a dormant state. It won’t compete with you, Shu Jun. Are you really going to do this for these humans?”

“I understand,” the black wolf interrupted, looking at the swelling Erosion Swamp, quickly and calmly answering. “Hmm, you don’t seem to be lying in this situation.”

He didn’t say anything more.

The giant wolf leaped high and plunged into the Erosion Swamp.


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