Volume 1, Chapter 39: Not a Single Brain Cell Among Them!

Below the residential building.

Four strangers dressed in night-crawling gear were pacing back and forth. The lights of the old residential complex were extremely dim, and since it was already the dead of night, the area was exceptionally quiet. The appearance of these men went completely unnoticed. After scanning their surroundings to ensure it was safe, they climbed up the wall like geckos, reaching the third floor.

"This is the place!" One of them peeked through a gap in the window and immediately spotted Qi Wuxie and Chen Jinqiu lying on the bed. A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "The brat is already asleep." "Then let’s move quickly, lest there be complications!" "After all, this kid managed to handle even Yang Zaiming, a half-step grandmaster..."

Gu Qingcheng looked at the man. Although she did not want to leave with him, she knew that if he truly intended to take her, she would be unable to stop him.

Luo Xia nodded with a smile and set up a table and chairs, inviting everyone to sit, drink, and wait.

Jiang Tingting looked at her younger sister, thinking of Chen Yifan, who was currently locked in a life-or-death struggle with enemies, his life hanging by a thread at any moment. She suddenly understood the affection and respect their elders had held for Chen Yifan for so long; having experienced such trials themselves, they truly understood his extraordinary nature.

To him, Qu Meixin was a tough-as-nails tomboy. Let alone catching a cold, even after receiving so many military canings, she was back on her feet within three days.

Many citizens spontaneously wrote congratulatory couplets and gathered along the streets to offer their blessings for Prince Qi's wedding.

In the past, when classmates dropped out for various reasons, most felt guilty toward their teachers and left quietly without even saying goodbye.

Though he had already harbored some suspicions, Chen Yifan still felt a jolt when Jiang Xiaodong stated it aloud.

Jiang Guo went to buy train tickets shortly after. He said that if he could get tickets for the same day, that would be best; if not, at least for the next day. The siblings were impatient to uncover the truth behind their mother’s death.

***

Infiltrated identity: A martial artist who just completed his training and descended from the mountain, as his master, Yuan Tiangang, had close ties with Nanhua.

Half a year ago, Liu Lihong wouldn't have even glanced at a man like Li Jinguai, but now, for the sake of five yuan in rent, she was actually sleeping with a man she once found so contemptible.

"I just want to know, what if we don't give you the child this time?" Zhong Mushan said righteously on behalf of Zhuang Rusheng.

Zhong Jin was very unconvinced and wanted to argue, but upon seeing his father's gaze, he had to swallow his pride.

Under the挥舞 of Qi Lianmu's sharp sword, wood chips flew everywhere. However, the previous momentum was gone; he sheathed his sword, changed his hand forms, and lunged at Zhao Ming. Zhao Ming met him with both fists. Qi Lianmu shifted his footwork, moving between illusion and reality, and drew his sword at high speed once more: "Double Flash Sword."

At this moment, no one was alive. Everyone was dead, lying on the ground, the old village chief’s entire body stained red with blood.

Yun Yu’s strikes were rapid and fluid; he had long prepared for a follow-up in case his first blow failed.

"Yan'er, where did you go?" Murong Feng asked hurriedly the moment he saw Yan'er return. At this moment, the two words "Zhong family" felt like two needles, instantly piercing Murong Feng’s heart.

When the elderly men saw the white and blue light spots pause for a moment before the purple-black ancient formation, they moved forward and entered the formation together.

As more people entered the Land of the Extremes, notices flew out, and people constantly emerged from the screen; the red markers on the screen became fewer and fewer.

The old madman leaned against a tree trunk, slowly closed his eyes, and began to hum a melody—it rose and fell, though it was not particularly pleasant.

Lin Ming was truly shocked. At the same time, he realized why the system had suggested 3 million evolution points: because beyond the limit, there was a transcendence.

Xuan Yanming looked at the smile Lily wore, which was identical to Ji Nuo’s, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

The "Brother Yun" mentioned by Yang Jin and Meng Jia was named Xie Yun, and he served as the tuner for this song.

This left everyone confused, but before they could react, Jiang Fan had already left.

Zhu Lili was bustling about, holding materials in her hands one moment and moving things the next.

When the night grew deep and everything was silent, she emerged from her space, took out a hook attached to a chain, threw it onto a roof, caught it, and used the chain to climb up.

Looking at the lightning snakes in the air, which were even more terrifying than those he had created, Xu Shi'an’s eyes filled with fear. He gritted his teeth, retreated violently, and threw out the talismans in his hand, which ignited in mid-air.

***

The Blood Demon Elder did not answer, letting out only a roar. It was clear that the rationality in his eyes was fading, while phantom souls were tearing at him, struggling to break free.

The two continued to link arms, walking out of Mo Zixi's office with graceful steps, laughing with silver-bell-like voices as if no one else were around, leaving a stunned Mo Zixi behind.

"But this is difficult. I’m fine, but you have teammates. If they find out you’re in contact with me, they will definitely find a way to deal with you," Jiang Yuyan said, her tone filled with worry.

"Yes, there is a reason for everything. We still don't know why the killer did that, but I think the only explanation is that they want to investigate Yuyan's identity!" Lan Haichen explained.

Although players cannot heal puppets, and "Gluttons" are easily killed when focused, this only applies when there is a single Glutton. If combined with the hundreds of thousands of players from the Cataclysm Guild, it would be quite difficult for a Glutton to die.

Upon hearing this, Ning Shiya looked at Mu Linshan with a hint of envy; her expression was complex, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Xia Zijun nodded. Her heart was racing; she hadn't expected that shortly after meeting Chu Feng, she would have already undergone such a transformation. Perhaps due to her excitement, she felt no sleepiness. Hiding in her tent, she simply sat up and began "meditation" practice.

The Ninth Young Master was not stupid. Knowing that Chen Hao was asking a question he already knew the answer to, he couldn't help but feel annoyed that he was being teased.

After the police captain finished explaining, the remaining officers fell into deep thought. That was true; if that were the case, the killer could indeed have discovered the issue. Previously, the police had been far too confident in this plan.

The only explanation was that Ziwei was a direct descendant of the other party; otherwise, there wouldn't be such a powerful resemblance.

Just then, Qin Huan had already bypassed the villagers guarding the area and climbed over the wall. Hearing the weeping inside the house, he rushed over anxiously.

Natural wonder, Tomb of the Warriors. This was the most extraordinary one. Everyone could enter the Tomb of the Warriors and undergo a trial of courage.

This person exuded hypocrisy from head to toe, which she found very unpleasant. Besides, now that she had strength, she felt much more confident.

Those remaining who refused to submit to the discipline of the DG Company were directly labeled as "remnants."