Pengcheng, the Ning family branch manor.
The two of them were still inside the room.
"Zhai Xun is here, so where is his partner?" Old Bai frowned slightly, rummaging through his memories. "The one called..."
For a moment, he really couldn't recall the name of that punk girl who dressed like a colorful hedgehog.
"Su Liuyi."
Liu Zheng's voice was flat, as if he were speaking of someone completely irrelevant.
"The name sounds gentle, but the person is incredibly flashy. Quite the contrast, isn't it?"
"You know her?" Old Bai turned his head to look at him.
"Yeah, we came out of the same training cohort."
Liu Zheng's gaze fell into the shadows in the corner of the study, looking somewhat distant. "Her latent brain abilities are extremely useful, so she was transferred directly to the Pengcheng Branch right after graduation. As for me, even though I took first place, I was tossed back to Yangcheng."
The Yangcheng Branch was a branch in name only; in reality, it was the province's firefighting squad—they had to run wherever there was trouble.
The Pengcheng Branch was different; they only managed their own little patch of turf. Less work, more money, close to home—it was a plum job that everyone envied.
Liu Zheng spoke nonchalantly, but Old Bai could still hear the unwillingness in his voice.
"Those with latent brain abilities... they're pretty rare, right?"
"During interrogations, they can flip through a person's brain like a hard drive. You tell me if that's rare." Liu Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth. "Of course, the risk is high too. One slip-up, and both brains turn into mush."
Old Bai's eyelid twitched at this. Just as he was about to ask something else...
"Shh!"
He suddenly held up a finger, his eyes instantly turning sharp. His whole body resembled a cheetah ready to pounce.
Liu Zheng immediately fell silent.
A second later, clear footsteps approached from the distance, neither fast nor slow. Every step seemed to stomp on their heartbeats.
The two quickly exchanged a glance, their eyes sweeping across the entire study.
The bookshelves stood against the walls, and the tables and chairs were arranged meticulously. There wasn't even a crack big enough to stuff a cat into.
They couldn't hide.
The footsteps stopped at the door.
The person outside stopped, and the people inside held their breath.
Almost simultaneously and with extreme tacit understanding, both fished out a yellow paper talisman as thin as a cicada's wing from their pockets.
In the deathly silence, Old Bai slowly raised his arm. The dark muzzle of his gun pointed steadily at the door, without a single tremor.
The people on both sides seemed to be maintaining a certain balance.
Suddenly.
Click.
A crisp sound, faint enough to be almost imperceptible.
In their suddenly contracting pupils, the brass door handle began to turn slowly, inch by inch.
The two immediately slapped on the invisibility talismans, their figures instantly melting into the air.
The door was pushed open, and a figure shrouded in a large black robe walked in.
The person didn't turn on the light immediately. Instead, like a beast, he scanned the room with eyes hidden in the shadows of his hood.
Finally, his gaze fixed on Zhai Xun's cold body on the floor.
No surprise, no hesitation.
The figure walked straight over, grabbed Zhai Xun by the collar with one hand, and effortlessly lifted the corpse of an adult male. He turned to walk out.
He seemed like nothing more than a cleaner here to dispose of trash.
Seeing this, Liu Zheng fired decisively.
Just as the person was about to step out of the room, he pulled the trigger.
Phut!
A not-too-loud sound echoed as the pistol, equipped with a silencer, spat a tongue of fire.
The bullet precisely tore through the black robe, exploding into a flower of blood on the person's calf.
Despite the intense pain, the person didn't fall; his reaction speed was astonishing.
He violently threw down the corpse, twisted his body, and lunged fiercely like a leopard toward the direction of the gunshot!
Even with a bullet in his leg, his speed didn't seem to slow down much.
This guy's physical condition was already beyond the realm of normal humans.
Almost at the same moment he turned, Old Bai's gun fired from another direction.
Another muffled sound, and the person's forward momentum stagnated as a mist of blood burst from his left shoulder.
This injury only served to thoroughly enrage him.
The invisibility talisman was still effective; Liu Zheng didn't waver in the slightest. He calmly fired again, this time with a continuous burst of shots.
Phut! Phut! Phut!
The bullets precisely covered the joints of his limbs.
Not seeking to kill, but to cripple his mobility.
The person's forward motion stiffened instantly. The agony from his limbs made it impossible to maintain balance, and with a muffled groan, he smashed heavily onto the floor.
Before the dust had settled, a figure appeared out of thin air.
Old Bai stepped forward quickly, a collar gleaming with cold metallic light now in his hand. He roughly pried up the person's neck and forcefully snapped it on.
With a click, the collar locked tight.
A red indicator light on it flashed twice before turning a steady green.
This was a specially made collar designed to suppress supernatural abilities.
In the next second, he was completely secured by the collar.
"Done."
Old Bai clapped his hands, stood up, and casually kicked the twitching guy on the ground with the tip of his shoe.
"Tsk, this guy's body is really weird. I almost thought he was going to counter-charge us."
Old Bai tucked the removed invisibility talisman into his pocket.
This wasn't a disposable item; as long as the talisman wasn't damaged, it could be reused until its spiritual energy was exhausted.
"Could be some kind of genetic product." Liu Zheng's tone was flat, stating it like a fact.
Liu Zheng's figure also materialized. He didn't holster his gun; the dark muzzle still pointed steadily at the captive on the ground.
"Looks like a big haul tonight," Old Bai's voice rang out in the air.
"We can withdraw. Take him back for interrogation, and we'll see what that person thinks while we're at it."
--System: A new storm has appeared, how can we stand still!--
June 1st, 2013. Saturday. Children's Day.
Lin Mo went downstairs from his home. After devouring four plates of different rice noodle rolls with extra toppings at his favorite shop, he leisurely walked toward the supermarket under the watchful gaze of the crowd.
There were a lot of children running around today.
Even the snack section of the supermarket was crowded.
However, Lin Mo still bought a huge pile of snacks to take home.
Unlike Lin Mo's situation, the "Three Girls Alliance" group chat was completely silent.
Jiang Yunlu had originally wanted to ask Lin Mo out yesterday evening.
But since her aunt was in the car, she felt too embarrassed to ask him.
But she was actually worried that Lin Mo might go find the other two. So, after thinking it over carefully, she finally asked directly in the alliance group:
"Are you guys not with Lin Mo today?"
Xie Yuling: "No, I'm busy."
At home, Xie Yuling was still designing jade bangles and pendants, and in her spare time, she had to practice telekinetic propulsion.
Chu Miaomiao: "None of you are? Then can I invite Lin Mo to my house to eat cake?"
Jiang Yunlu: "No!"
Xie Yuling: "No!"
However, on the other side, all three girls simultaneously sent a message to Lin Mo.
"It's Children's Day today..."

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"