But there were simply too many of the Fallen. Furthermore, they seemed to have received orders and began to consciously scatter. One part continued to besiege Chen Guan, while the other part lunged at the panicked ordinary civilians.
"Damn it!"
Chen Guan had to split his attention, using illusions to create obstacles and protect the civilians, which greatly reduced his focus and attack efficiency.
Right at this moment.
"Chen Guan, hold on!" a clear shout came from the other end of the street.
It was An Changqing. Wielding a golden longsword and shining with golden light all over, he charged into the battlefield like a god of war. With a sweep of his sword light, he sliced two of the Fallen lunging at the civilians in half.
Immediately after, Long Ao's furious roar rang out. Crimson fist auras crashed down like meteors, forcibly blasting apart several of the Fallen who were trying to self-destruct, helping them complete their self-destruction in a different manner.
"Why are you guys here?" Chen Guan's spirits lifted, the pressure plummeting.
"We were eating nearby. I haven't even finished my meal yet."
Long Ao casually threw a punch, knocking down another swath of enemies. A feeling of suspicion rose in his heart, but it quickly dissipated.
The suspicion was because Chen Guan had clearly been very strong when facing Baal. But thinking about his miserable state afterward, Long Ao felt relieved. Indeed, ultimate moves couldn't be used casually.
With the addition of An Changqing and Long Ao, these Fallen, who weren't very strong to begin with, quickly retreated in defeat.
By the time the Patrollers completely controlled the scene, the battle was basically over.
Patrollers was the collective name for members of the official organization, the Great Wall. They were responsible for handling various supernatural incidents, equivalent to China's official superhuman association.
On the devastated street, the remains of the Fallen and traces of battle were everywhere.
Under the guidance of the Patrollers, the civilians quickly evacuated, still in shock. Chen Guan and the others hadn't suffered any injuries; their breathing was just a bit chaotic, but they were fine.
The leader of the Patrollers inspected the scene with an ashen face, especially the crater and residual traces left by the self-destruction.
Soon, he raised his head, his expression softening a bit, and saluted: "Hello students, my name is Hong Xing. I am the captain of the First Brigade of the Patrollers. On behalf of the many civilians present, I thank you all for stepping forward."
"Hello, Captain Hong."
After the three of them greeted him one after another, Hong Xing asked, "The one these Fallen attacked first was..."
"It was me."
Chen Guan replied. Hong Xing looked serious: "Student, may I ask if you know these attackers?"
"No."
He shook his head. If Baal hadn't warned him, he wouldn't even have known he would be attacked. Since Chen Guan came to this world, he hadn't made any enemies.
He usually stayed at school and occasionally fought monsters. He really couldn't think of anyone he could have provoked.
...
On the other side.
A cheerful tune echoed in the empty cave dwelling as a young girl skipped inside. If Chen Guan were here, he would definitely recognize her as the painting-selling girl from earlier, Santai.
White Tiger was a bit surprised by her arrival: "Little Santai, what made you think of coming to my place?"
Santai let out a smug laugh: "Uncle White Tiger, guess where I just went?"
White Tiger pretended to ponder, and only after a long while did he say: "Did you go and pull up the flowers Beidou planted?"
"Of course not." Santai curled her lips. "Uncle White Tiger, I'm really not a bratty child."
"Uh-huh, you really are a bratty child."
"I'm not!"
Santai stomped her feet in anxiety. She had only pranked him a little when they first met; why did this uncle hold such a grudge?
"I went to do serious business. I went to see that student named Chen Guan."
In her frustration, Santai didn't even bother keeping him in suspense.
"Oh, you went to see that kid."
White Tiger stroked his chin, thought about Santai's track record, and gasped: "Then that kid is in trouble. Take it easy, that kid is still in his newbie phase. Although his abilities are something, he can't withstand your torment."
"What kind of person do you take me for?" Santai stared at White Tiger resentfully. "Didn't I just disguise myself as him and harass a cult organization a bit? I'm helping you test the strength of your future subordinate."
Seeing the just as I expected expression on White Tiger's face, Santai's little face immediately fell, and she stomped her foot in annoyance.
She originally wanted to mysteriously keep him in suspense and observe White Tiger's reaction, but she accidentally let it slip.
No, this wasn't the script she had originally planned. Shouldn't she be playing Uncle White Tiger in the palm of her hand while chatting and laughing?
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White Tiger leaned back in his chair leisurely, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, looking at her with a half-smile: "Disguising yourself as him to harass a cult organization? Let me guess... is it those lunatics from the Embrace of Flesh and Blood who have been jumping around so happily around Jiang City and major universities recently?"
Santai pouted, a bit unwilling, but had to admit that White Tiger guessed correctly: "Yeah, it's them. I saw them sneaking around trying to cause trouble, and I happened to bump into that Chen Guan wandering on the street, so I conveniently borrowed his image to visit their stronghold, and left a little gift along the way."
Her voice grew quieter as she spoke, stealing glances at White Tiger's expression.
"Visited? A little gift?" White Tiger raised an eyebrow. "Santai, oh Santai, your visit probably tore down half of their stronghold, didn't it? Is that little gift another one of your newly developed surprise gift bags?"
Santai had two hobbies. One was painting, and the other was not so artistic it was making bombs.
Santai lowered her head guiltily, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers: "I just... just exercised a little bit. Those guys were researching rituals to summon low-level demons using live human sacrifices. I couldn't just watch..."
The more she spoke, the more obvious her guilt became. The reason was simple: it wasn't time to manifest in the real world yet.
Although Zero Sum didn't care what they did in private, one thing was unquestionable: they absolutely could not make a big fuss and expose themselves prematurely. Even if she borrowed Chen Guan's identity, this action was still a bit too bold.
This wasn't the first time. White Tiger knew very well that perhaps because of her young age, Santai was considered someone with a strong sense of justice among their group.
He didn't dislike people with a sense of justice; on the contrary, he liked them quite a bit. White Tiger didn't believe in exceptions; he didn't believe someone could be full of malice toward everyone else but solely trust him, and vice versa.
Unfortunately, Santai was not his subordinate.
"Why are you explaining this to me? Go tell it to Beidou."
He raised an eyebrow, waved his large hand, and directly invited Santai out. The cave dwelling's barrier activated, locking her outside completely.
The little girl puffed up her cheeks in anger, but there was nothing she could do about White Tiger, so she could only walk away in frustration.
Sensing her departure, White Tiger sighed. Mentioning Chen Guan, there was one thing he couldn't figure out: why did Boss Zero Sum seem to dislike this kid?
Previously, when recruiting Santai, he and Beidou were both kicked out together to bring in the new blood. But when it came to Chen Guan, he was merely tossed a line telling him to handle it however he saw fit.
It wasn't a flat-out rejection, but such coldness was in itself a sign of disapproval.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
