Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 360 Going Home
The crimson longsword is not a special lighting effect, but a longsword formed from real magma.

This is the result of Janus using his spatial abilities to transfer magma from the volcano and then shaping it with a strange force.

The magma sword pierced the wall, melting a large hole in the concrete surface.

Fortunately, the other side of the wall was also a deep alley, and no one noticed anything unusual.

The man's shoulders and half of his head were being scorched by the high temperature; his clothes and skin had begun to shrink and deform, and his ears were charred black.

The man thought Janus would torture him as a warning.

But to everyone's surprise, the opponent loosened their grip, and the magma sword vanished without a trace.

"Sigh, I guess I'll have to go back and ask Gaia and the others how they raise their pets... Could there really be such a thing as charisma?"

Janus opened a portal with little interest, muttered to himself, and prepared to leave.

He simply couldn't understand why the other members of the Apostles didn't treat their subordinates the same way.

Why are their subordinates all so loyal, yet when it comes to me, they all turn against me?

"Remember to do what I asked you to do."

After Janus finished speaking, he went into the portal, leaving the man alone in the deep alley.

After a long while, the man finally let out a long sigh and turned around with trembling hands.

Janus's departure was so sudden that no one could figure out what he was thinking.

It's like a little kid who only has a three-minute attention span for everything.

If it weren't for the hole in the wall and the constant reminders of my injuries, I would have been fine.

He might even think that everything that just happened was a hallucination caused by his excessive tension.

The man glanced at his shoulder, silently summoned a crying face mask, and accelerated the recovery of his injuries.

As masks with bizarre adaptive properties, they can fuse the masks into their own bodies.

Unlike ordinary people like Hu Yingshao, who need to find a special place to store their masks.

Once his burned skin had mostly healed, the man returned to the internet cafe and hypnotized the manager to buy himself a new outfit.

Although the mental abilities carried by the Thousand-Faced Man's crying mask are not very useful to people of the same level.

However, in cities teeming with ordinary people, its convenience far surpasses that of other masks.

The man changed his clothes and left the private room of the internet cafe.

Next, it's time to carry out Janus's orders.

The man was not Janus's subordinate, but based on his understanding of this organization called the Apostles.

Although, under normal circumstances, a mask cannot have two masks at the same time.

However, if the instructions do not conflict, each apostle is qualified to command any mask.

So even though he wished he could kill Janus, he now had no choice but to do as Janus asked.

This is an ironclad rule of the Apostles.

No matter how special you are in the eyes of the Thousand Faces, you cannot disobey.

………………

Sunset dusk.

After wandering around the desolate wilderness for a day, Ai Liang finally prepared to head home.

He tried out most of the expansions brought about by the qualitative change in his abilities.

To master all these skills, one needs to hone them over a long period of time.

It's impossible to master all the application methods in just one day.

This kind of thing can't be rushed.

We can't just plunge into the deep forest and practice for a month without eating or drinking, can we?
Anyway, with more practice, you can master all the skill branches in six months at most and two months at least. There's no need to rush.

Having gained absolute freedom, Ai Liang felt more relaxed than ever before.

He flew straight towards the location of Chika's house.

This time when she returned home, Ai Liang did not take the long detour through the mountains and forests or avoid vehicles and crowds as she had done when she came.

Instead, they chose to fly straight home.

After a day of experimentation, he successfully mastered several practical skills that are frequently used in daily life.

Invisibility is one of them.

The reason why eyes or monitoring equipment can see things is simply because of the refraction of light.

The monitoring system converts light into optical images, transmits them to an image sensor, and obtains the image through a series of decoding steps.

The principle by which the human eye receives light is similar.

Ai Liang can now use telekinesis to interfere with light, so that the light shining on her body will not be reflected, but will instead "travel" along her body.

In this way, neither the naked eye nor surveillance cameras can capture the reflected images, thus achieving the effect of optical invisibility.

For Ai Liang, who can already manipulate electromagnetic waves, radar is just a decoration.

After returning home, Ai Liang changed her clothes and went out to buy groceries.

As for why this is unnecessary.

If he went out to buy groceries first, he would definitely appear on the surveillance footage when he paid, but the surveillance cameras in the residential building did not capture Ai Liang leaving the house.

Flaws often lie in the details of life.

Although Ai Liang no longer needs to care about these details, his long-standing habits still make him subconsciously choose to continue to maintain his disguise.

By the time I finished making dinner, it was almost six o'clock.

Ai Liang brought the food to the table, and the doorbell rang as if it were perfectly timed.

As expected, Ye Qing was standing outside the door, carrying a cup of millet porridge.

After Ai Liang opened the door, Ye Qing subconsciously sniffed and looked at the dining table: "Boiled pork slices? You're sick, why are you eating such heavy-flavored food?"

"I'm all better now," Ai Liang said.

Even if the fever has subsided, you shouldn't eat spicy food right away!

Ye Qing frowned and said, "I thought you were bedridden and couldn't get up, so I specially brought you millet porridge."

Ai Liang looked away: "People's constitutions cannot be generalized. I'm not as fragile as you think."

Ye Qing shoved the millet porridge into Ai Liang's hands: "Alright, alright, I called you at noon, why was your phone off? Where did you go?"

"Why did you call me?" Ai Liang asked, puzzled.

Ai Liang did not give a direct answer to the second question.

He couldn't tell whether Ye Qing was just guessing or had actually confirmed that he wasn't home.

"I just wanted to ask if you've been eating on time. Even if you're sick and don't have an appetite, you should still eat something."

Ye Qing rolled her eyes at Ai Liang, annoyed: "Your phone was off, so I had to come back during lunchtime, but no one answered the door after I knocked for a long time."

"Such a few hours shouldn't be enough to cause delirium and prevent you from hearing the doorbell, right? Don't tell me you heard the doorbell and were just pretending you weren't home."

Ai Liang remained silent for a long time, which was uncommon.

Ye Qing took a step forward, stood in front of Ai Liang, and looked him straight in the eye: "Hey, hey, hey, you're not really pretending to be not home and deliberately ignoring me, are you?"

Ai Liang, of course, could not admit that she was not at home.

Faced with Ye Qing's questioning, he pressed down on her head with one hand and pushed her away.

"...I was wearing earplugs at the time and just wanted to get a good night's sleep, so I probably didn't hear it."

(End of this chapter)