Twisted Dreams-Chapter 305 - 374: Suspicion
Honey Slaughter Blade said:
"He asked me why I returned to the South Sea, and I said it was the Xie Qilin who sent me. The purpose was to recruit Wei Ming from the Safety Management Station."
Zhu Dajun slightly frowned.
So, the mastermind behind the Five Black Classes is the Xie Qilin from the Xie family.
Security Administration’s Special Investigation Group leader, codenamed Maitreya.
Zhu Dajun asked:
"So what’s the relationship between the Five Black Classes and those missing Extraordinaries?"
The reason the Security Administration regards the Five Black Classes as the top criminal group is primarily due to suspicions regarding their involvement with the large number of missing Extraordinaries.
Honey Slaughter Blade made a firm decision, saying:
"Those missing Extraordinaries were consumed by the Xie Qilin."
Zhu Dajun’s pupils shook.
Consumed?
The Xie Qilin consumed those missing Extraordinaries?
This is explosive news!
Honey Slaughter Blade continued:
"The Xie Qilin possesses a Dharma Gate that allows him to devour the souls of Extraordinaries.
After devouring their souls, he gains their Spiritual Power and some abilities."
Zhu Dajun took a sharp breath.
This guy is even more demonic than demons!
Zhu Dajun laughed and said:
"Thank you, in return, I can do you a favor."
Zhu Dajun’s hand touched Honey Slaughter Blade’s soft neck.
Honey Slaughter Blade’s heart trembled, her pretty face revealing panic.
Could it be that Zhu Dajun will kill her?
Did she speak too much?
Or perhaps he’s acting on orders from the mysterious man to silence her?
Honey Slaughter Blade’s face was full of fear, shaking her head, pleadingly looking at Zhu Dajun.
Zhu Dajun’s hand was on the exploding collar around Honey Slaughter Blade’s neck.
Several black shadows slipped through the collar’s crevice, invisible to the naked eye.
Zhu Dajun withdrew his hand and said:
"The Security Administration’s shackle on you is now useless.
Even if it explodes, it’s no more than the intensity of a children’s firework."
Honey Slaughter Blade touched the collar on her neck.
It turns out, Zhu Dajun was helping her.
Zhu Dajun said:
"You should get off ahead.
Tonight, we didn’t see each other.
Your luck isn’t too bad; you didn’t make any deals with that man and still survived.
Maybe someday, he’ll fancy you and take you under his wing."
Honey Slaughter Blade blinked.
She intended to make a deal tonight, but he didn’t agree.
...
South Sea, Half-Mountain Villa.
Li Yang sat in the study, the ashtray filled with cigarette butts.
Feeling restless, he opened the window.
Cold rain poured in.
Li Yang stood by the window, looking at the bamboo grove in the back mountain, his eyes flickering.
After inquiring about that elder from Honey Slaughter Blade, Li Yang’s mind was unsettled.
"Will the South Sea face a disaster?"
Li Yang’s fingers occasionally tapped the windowsill.
Recently, many events indeed occurred in the South Sea.
Large feline predators killed in bustling cities, avian riots in the zoo, mysterious ravens battling giant bald eagles above the square.
Every event essentially related to him.
Li Yang knew these didn’t count as disasters for the South Sea.
If the elder’s words were true, does it indicate an impending terrible event for the South Sea?
Li Yang remembered Suzu had once prophesied that he would face a formidable enemy, and the struggle would end in a draw.
He seemed to vaguely sense the future, but couldn’t discern what lay hidden in the fog.
Li Yang murmured:
"What is the disaster?
Who is the Scavenging Elder?
Why would he give me the Magic Jar?"
Li Yang always considered himself a Chess Player.
Regardless of how smart the Chess Player was, or how clever his tactics were, the Chess Player controlled the fate of the chess pieces.
Now, he felt like a pawn of someone else.
As if a mysterious giant shadow stood behind him, strings hanging from its fingers, manipulating his actions.
This feeling wasn’t pleasant.
The creator of Spiritual Energy Revival, the holder of great secrets, suddenly discovered an even deeper secret in the world.
Li Yang suddenly remembered something.
That day by the sea, he transformed Chen Yuqi into a Fallen Angel.
He thus acquired the talent [Soul Profound Meaning].
On that day, he saw misty seas where legions of souls gathered.
Many souls hadn’t dissipated, clustering intact, a sight he had never witnessed.
Those souls seemed anything but simple.
Later, Li Yang transformed that place into an island relic.
Li Yang recalled inspecting the souls closely when he first set foot on the island.
The souls clung to their remains, near them lay fragmented ID cards bearing the word [Hunter].
Upon his return, Li Yang checked countless exploration and research companies; none bore the name [Hunter].
Existing or defunct.
Well... Su Manman’s internet cafe named Hunter Internet Cafe.
Su Manman herself is quite a mystery.
Li Yang murmured:
"Hunter Internet Cafe, Su Manman...
Hunter... Could it be a coincidence?"
Li Yang picked up an umbrella, donned a round hat, and headed outside.
...
Late night, Jinmu Cafe.
The cafe’s door hasn’t opened yet.
Li Yang glanced at his watch.
At this hour, presumably Su Manman hadn’t returned.
Not long after, Su Manman walked in from the street with an umbrella, seeing Li Yang, and showed a look of surprise:
"When did you arrive? Why didn’t you call me?"
Su Manman knew, at this moment, Li Yang’s minions must be watching over her.
If Li Yang wanted to see her, a word would suffice.
Li Yang said:
"Didn’t you say to bother you as little as possible?"
He is a person who respects agreements.
Su Manman took out a key and opened the door, muttering:
"Why not come in? It’s cold outside.
Don’t tell me a door could trap you."
Li Yang smiled and said:
"Entering without the host’s permission is generally impolite."
Su Manman cast a glance at Li Yang:
"You care about that? Please come in."
Entering the cafe, Su Manman turned on the lights.
In a cold rainy night, warm light always brings a sense of coziness.
Li Yang sat by the window.
"Would you like a drink?
Oh, right, you dislike coffee.
How about some juice?"
Su Manman retrieved a cup of grape juice from the fridge and placed it in front of Li Yang.
Li Yang suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Manman’s hand, his gaze slightly cold.
Spiritual Power transmitted through his hand into Su Manman’s body.
The icy gaze in Li Yang’s eyes vanished, replaced by confusion.
Su Manman is an ordinary person, not an Extraordinary.
Was he overthinking?
Su Manman suddenly withdrew her hand:
"What are you doing?"
She might feel that Li Yang was taking advantage of her.
Li Yang withdrew his hand, apologetically saying:
"Sorry, I had to confirm something."
He had promised Su Manman not to ask about her past, this being part of their transaction which he respected.
Therefore, he wouldn’t inquire but would reach out and examine if Su Manman was an Extraordinary as he imagined.
An Extraordinary existing before the Spiritual Energy Revival.
It seemed clearly not.
Su Manman wasn’t angry, she made a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and placed a fruit mousse cake before Li Yang, quietly enjoying her treat.
Li Yang drew on a cigarette and glanced at the composed Su Manman, then watched the rain outside.
He suddenly chuckled.
What caused him to lose his footing?
Was it being a Chess Player transformed into a pawn, leaving him at a loss?
He originally owned nothing, right?
Why would he fear losing everything he now has?
Ah, it’s desire, he now has desires.
If any unknown enemy, unnoticed conspiracy exists, let them boldly come forth.
Leon Jin said a phrase Li Yang liked and appreciated.
If there truly exists a divine entity mocking all beings, then create another deity to repay the arrogance of the god.
Li Yang murmured:
"Need to accelerate the club’s development, achieve Ascension to Divinity soon."
A few days till the ninth, time to summon all Apostles back for the new Blood Moon.
Also, besides Xia Country, clubs in other nations should begin establishing.
