In the end, Gumu Qi couldn’t restrain himself any longer. With a hint of hesitation in his voice, he was the first to break the silence:

"Tingfeng!"

"You... Are you sure you haven’t made a mistake?"

"There are indeed a few Lord Players living in this building, but they registered their in-game IDs ages ago, just like they were supposed to. They’re always active in real-world player meetups, too. They don’t seem like the type to be involved with the Evil God Faith at all!"

"Just think about it!"

"If they were really Evil God Players!"

"They’d be hiding and scurrying around like rats in the dark, right? Why would they show their faces to other normal players, practically begging for attention?"

Qin Feng’s expression was calm, but his tone held an unquestionable certainty:

"These Evil God Players have built their Evil God Alliance to a formidable scale. They can deploy dozens of people to a new Lord Plane all at once. They must have hidden methods that ordinary people can’t detect."

"You couldn’t see it before."

"That’s perfectly normal."

As he spoke, he strode alone into the hallway. Without breaking stride, he arrived in an instant before the door where Zhao Chuan was hiding.

Without a shred of hesitation, Qin Feng kicked the door hard. With a loud BAM, it flew open.

Zhao Chuan was sprawled on the sofa, his fingers flying across a PS5 controller as lights flashed on the screen.

The sudden, loud noise made his hand jerk, and his in-game character died instantly. He whipped his head around, sheer fury erupting:

"FUCK YOUR MOTHER!"

"Huang Gou! How many fucking times do I have to tell you? Don’t bother me when I’m play—" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The furious curse caught in his throat, and the vicious look on Zhao Chuan’s face froze solid.

The person standing in the doorway wasn’t his familiar "Huang Gou" at all, but a Lord Player whose face was hidden in the shadows, impossible to see clearly.

What made his heart clench was the sight of several other figures looming behind the first. The aura emanating from each one was as terrifying as a bottomless abyss.

It was the kind of oppressive presence only high-level Lords possessed.

’Damn it!’

’Who the hell are these people?’

’Could it be? Have the other normal players already found out that we follow an Evil God?’

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Zhao Chuan’s face went pale, his thoughts in turmoil.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng stood in the doorway, his cold gaze locked onto him. He silently activated his Reconnaissance ability, enhanced by his "More Prisoners" Talent, and took in all of Zhao Chuan’s information panel.

[Enemy: Zhao Chuan]

[Race: Mummy (Legendary Undead Race Hero)]

[Talent—Insect Rebirth Technique (A special swarm of insects lives inside the Mummy’s body. If these insects are not completely destroyed, it can use them to resurrect itself.)]

[Talent—No Need to Breathe (As a creature of the Undead Race, it does not need to breathe and can operate normally in the deep sea, in quicksand, or underground.)]

[Talent—Desert Advantage (While in desert terrain, all of its own Ability Values are significantly increased.)]

[Profession: Mummy (Level 13/90)]

[Life Value: 876]

[Strength: 531, Agility: 566, Constitution: 617, Spirit: 589]

[Weapon: None]

[Equipment: None]

[Treasure: None]

[Mummy Skills]

[Summon Sandstorm: Summons a sandstorm to attack enemies, dealing Magic Damage and obscuring the enemy’s Field of View.]

[Quicksand Transformation: Transforms the body into quicksand, reducing physical damage taken by 99%.]

[Gu Insect Flying Assault: Summons Gu Insects to attack enemies, or allows the Gu Insects to separate from its body so that it can be resurrected using the Gu Insects after the main body dies.]

[Other Professional Skills: Omitted]

[Description: Zhao Chuan, disguised as an ordinary person in a modern city. However, you can clearly see his true nature: a monstrous mummy resurrected by "Extraordinary Power."]

Staring at the information panel, the corners of Qin Feng’s lips curled into a smirk, his voice dripping with mockery:

"Well, well. Zhao Chuan. How have you been? That last time... when my subordinates completely demolished your Lord’s Hall? That must have been an unforgettable experience, wouldn’t you say?"

Hearing this, Zhao Chuan was completely stunned. Utter disbelief was written all over his face as his lips trembled, managing to squeeze out only a single word:

"You..."

After a brief, stunned silence, the memory struck him like a bolt of lightning. His eyes flew wide, and it felt as if all the blood in his body had rushed to his head. He let out a hoarse, piercing shriek:

"FUCK YOU!!!"

"TINGFENG!!!"

But Qin Feng had no intention of giving Zhao Chuan the chance to say another word.

He raised his gaze, glaring coldly. His arm shot up, and two distinctly different halos of energy condensed in his palm. Then, the Gray Lord’s unique [Arrow of Aksha] and [Amber Spear] took form almost simultaneously. Whistling sharply, they shot straight for Zhao Chuan’s face.

Hiding in the rear and observing the situation, Gumu Qi and the others had, in fact, already been secretly gathering their power and were fully prepared.

They kept a close watch on the situation, calculating their next move. As long as Zhao Chuan didn’t unleash the bizarre, unique abilities of an Evil God Lord, thus proving he was just a normal player, they would immediately intervene. They planned to stop Qin Feng, save the man, and then put an end to this real-world vendetta that looked suspiciously like settling a personal score.

However, this Little Tangren, Zhao Chuan, truly did not disappoint Qin Feng.

Seeing Qin Feng’s Magic attacks about to hit, he couldn’t be bothered with hiding his powers any longer. He immediately played his trump card, activating his Legendary Mummy Hero’s Summon Sandstorm and Gu Insect Flying Assault skills!

Instantly, yellow sand surged and churned, howling as it coalesced into a sandstorm that blotted out the sky, immediately obscuring everyone’s Field of View!

At the same time, countless Gu Insects glowing with an eerie green light swarmed from Zhao Chuan’s sleeves. They seemed intended to block the attack, but their greater purpose was to use the sandstorm as cover, carrying him away in the chaos.

"A Mummy!?"