Above Destiny

Chapter 593 Old Tang Suffers a Little More
Tang Qian sighed helplessly, rolled his eyes, squatted in the bathroom and smoked a cigarette. As the wisps of smoke rose and the light flickered, his tattoos and muscles seemed to shrink and disappear rapidly.

Changes in the body are merely superficial.

What truly caused a cataclysmic change was the entire soul. The matrix, the blessings, and even the many skills, muscle memory, and even instincts honed through countless battles had all vanished with the burning of that single flame.

The tradition of burnt offerings continues!

As the chosen one, Tang Qian had given everything he possessed to the priest, becoming an ordinary person who could be seen anywhere.

The only difference is that... other people's sacrifices offered to the priest are like throwing meat buns to a dog—they're destined never to come back. But Tang Qian's sacrifices were all from his own relatives.

It was as if a scumbag was transferring assets during a divorce—skilled and natural.

I've done this countless times, and it's all done in a smooth, flowing style.

In fact, it wasn't just things like the matrix and blessings; after wiping his face, he also sacrificed the muscles on his cheekbones, his beard, and even his signature scars and sunspots.

The moment the hand was lowered, the middle-aged man in the restroom had transformed into a completely different person.

Tang Qian was still not at ease, so he touched his chest again, sacrificing half of his lifespan, and then pulled out a handful of hair, transferring a large amount of hair away, instantly turning his messy hair into a buzz cut.

Almost like a complete rebirth, she became a completely different person.

To utilize the traditional burnt offering ritual to this extent is probably unique in the entire world, perhaps only among our ancestors.

"All done, boss."

He tilted his head and said into his headset, "What's the job?"

"Coming, coming right away."

Before I could finish speaking, my phone, which I had just picked up, suddenly vibrated, and a new work order appeared in the app—Power failure, emergency repair.

The next thing issued was a one-time access permit for the inner-level non-commissioned officer dormitory, limited to one hour.

Along with this comes customer information that would normally be absolutely impossible to include.

Especially the first one, that beautiful photo that seemed familiar, the face so recognizable, left Old Tang stunned for a long time, unable to believe it.

"Access control permissions have been entered and approved."

Ji Jue's voice rang out, coaxing, "Once you're inside, just pretend to do it, remove the socket, install a camera, and you're done."

Who knows, maybe the girl will see your strong muscles and develop a thrilling, exciting, and beyond-friendship relationship with you...

"Holy crap, this is really weird, bro."

Old Tang tensed up: "What if I'm mistaken for a peeping tom and rushed to my execution as soon as I walk in? Are you sure it's okay?"

Ji Jue couldn't help but sigh, "Don't worry, she took the initiative to call to report the repair. She'll be more than happy to welcome you there."

"???"

Tang Qian was stunned. "How did you do that? Is alchemy that amazing? The circuit just broke down like that?"

“No, I don’t need alchemy,” Ji Jue replied calmly. “I just sent out another work order to have someone cut off her power while they were fixing the meter.”

"..."

High-level operations are often simple and unpretentious.

Tang Qian had nothing to say.

What else can I say?

Grab your toolbox and get to work!
Completely overlooked a minor issue that seemed a little off...

All green lights all the way, without any obstacles, it was incredibly smooth.

After his work badge was quickly scanned, under the watchful eye of the guards, Tang Qian, the newly hired plumber, smoothly passed through numerous security gates and verifications, and entered the sergeant's dormitory, standing in front of the target's door.

incredible.

Is that all?

All I can say is that after getting used to the life of a sixth-class citizen, which is disliked by everyone, experiencing the convenience of a third-class citizen brought tears to my eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and before he could knock, the door opened.

She revealed a beautiful and charming face, with a pair of large, expressive eyes that scrutinized him.

Is it for repairs?

"Uh, hello, yes...yes, repair, at your service, ma'am."

Tang Qian awkwardly gestured as if to bow, which made the woman waiting behind the door smile and open the door herself: "Please come in."

After the air conditioner was turned off, the temperature in the room gradually rose. Under the scorching heat of Middle-earth, even though she was only wearing a vest and shorts, Lieutenant Colonel Erica had already developed a thin layer of sweat, which smelled alluring.

"I don't know why, the power suddenly went out."

She proactively poured a glass of water from the refrigerator and handed it to me, politely and thoughtfully, showing exceptional manners and showing none of the arrogance of her other colleagues. Her smile was captivating: "Thank you for your help. I'm in a hurry to leave, so please hurry."

"Oh? Okay, okay!"

Old Tang couldn't help but look around, restraining the urge to deliver an epic performance, feeling somewhat at a loss.

It wasn't that he had never seen a woman before, but he had never done such a high-level job as a spy before, so his movements became stiff for a moment.

Just like most people would react the same way if they saw this situation.

As it should.

After finding out where the distribution box was, he started pretending to operate it, but he didn't actually know what he was doing. He could only hear Erica behind him talking on the phone with her family.

good chance!
While she wasn't looking, quickly disassemble the socket, install a camera, and you're done.

His hand reached for the toolbox, and he froze on the spot.

Then, I started sweating...

Hmm? Something doesn't seem right!
Let me install the camera, but where is the camera?!

The one surnamed Ji didn't give it to us at all!

They gave me a broken lighter, which is still in my pocket.

For a moment, Tang Qian was a little confused. He subconsciously took out his phone to contact Ji Jue, but for some reason, after entering this place, Ji Jue had disappeared and was not replying to his messages.

So much so that, looking at the mess he had made of the electrical box, he had absolutely no idea how to put it back together...

Good heavens, something's happened! He scratched his head, completely lost, unaware that the occasional glances from behind him were gradually revealing a hint of suspicion.

Tang Qian scratched his head for a long time, completely unable to figure out what Ji Jue was up to... Just as he was about to make an excuse to slip away, he turned around and suddenly froze on the spot, his hair standing on end.

A beautiful face appeared behind me without my noticing.

Close at hand.

She watched him quietly, as if curious.

"What are you doing?"

"what?"

Tang Qian hesitated for a moment, then grinned and said, "Checking for... you know, hidden circuit problems, cough cough, hidden circuit problems, I feel there's nothing wrong with the room's electrical circuits, it should be a problem with the main switch."

As he spoke, he picked up his toolbox, not caring about anything else, and ran away as fast as he could.
"I'll go down and check, it'll be done soon."

"Is that right?"

Erica seemed to realize something, pretending not to have sensed the lie at all. Instead of moving aside, she reached out and slowly closed the half-open door.

A soft click.

Tang Qian stood there, stunned.

Then, I felt a slender finger gently pressing on my chest.

Amidst the fragrant aroma, Erica leaned closer with a half-smile: "You know what? I suddenly feel like the power outage isn't so urgent after all..."

Do you feel a little hot?

"Ahem, yes, a little."

Tang Qian tried to move back a little: "How about I go first..."

"Your muscles are so well-defined, and you don't have a belly at all."

That slender finger had already slid down along the pectoral muscle, gently circling around the navel, bringing a faint tingling and numbing sensation.

A soft body had somehow gotten close to him, and those big, expressive eyes blinked as they looked at him: "Have you been specially trained? You're completely different from other repairmen..."

"Workout? Yes, I have a habit of working out."

Tang Qian's expression twitched, suppressing the urge to blush, and he said with feigned reluctance, "Madam, please don't do this, I'm not that kind of person."

"Relax, don't be nervous."

Erica murmured softly, her cool, slender fingers stroking the stubble on his chin, tracing it inch by inch, and whispered gently, "I just want you to do me a favor. You won't refuse, right?"

Wait a minute, doesn't this plot seem familiar...?

Too classic!

The touching, heart-wrenching, and dramatic love story between the repairman and the female customer, along with many classic lines and scenes... He remembered it all!
But wait a minute, would that bastard Ji Jue really be so kind as to give me so many perks?!
Are there really relationships that go beyond friendship?
Tang Qian hesitated, half-heartedly resisting, and fell into a struggle.

Should I enjoy myself first, or should I enjoy myself first...?

It’s such a hard decision!
As I hesitated, I only felt the breathing so close to mine gradually becoming heavier, heavier, heavier, and even heavier...

Until the fragrance could no longer suppress the stench, and the putrid smell of decay gradually spread out from that gaping maw, like a nightmare, spewing forth a torrent of blood.

"Ok?"

Tang Qian couldn't help but open his eyes, "Holy crap—"

All that could be seen were sharp black hairs sprouting from her beautiful face. With the changes in her bones, one half of her body was as beautiful as a flower, pitiful and delicate, while the other half had grown thick and abundant hair, as if inflated, expanding and multiplying to an unbelievable degree.

The moment she turned her face to the side, all her alluring charm vanished, leaving only a gaping, menacing maw that suddenly opened wide and stretched out.

It completely swallowed his head.

Click!

One after another, sharp, knife-like teeth cleaved down, biting off the neck, pulling it up, and swallowing it whole, skin and bone, without even chewing.

Then, it pounced on the headless body, greedily sucking, not wasting a single drop.

They wished they could suck the marrow from its bones.

On that distorted face, six hungry eyes darted to either side, alert to any slightest movement...

The moment it sensed something was wrong, the wolf, its suspicions aroused, bared its fangs at the stunned repairman!
They acted ruthlessly and without any reason.

I haven't tasted this kind of lustful, self-serving meat that's delivered to my door in a long time!
Although I don't know who they are, it doesn't matter. Once I've eaten and digested them, I'll understand everything... At worst, I can just change my identity and make them disappear.

In Middle-earth, this kind of thing is perfectly normal.

The rapidly expanding, mutated beast opened its arms as if embracing, its sharp claws cradling the headless carcass, which it chewed with relish.

Feeling that long-lost sweet and warm flow continuously as you suck, it slides down your throat and into your stomach, so refreshing and delicious!
However, gradually, I realized that something seemed a little off.

Why is this blood...?

It's getting spicier?!

Bang!
Before it could even react, it heard a muffled thud.

Inside the mangled corpse's pocket, the lighter suddenly exploded. Then, beneath the layers of disguised spiritual circuits, what leaked out was not liquefied gas, but a rapidly spreading, dazzling silver-white gas.

Instantly, it expanded.

The three phases flowed, from dormancy to activation, and the surging mercury vapor spread out of the closed room as if it were alive, enveloping every inch of space.

Solidification alchemy: Seal off the inside and outside, isolating all spiritual fluctuations!
At the same time, the latest instructions from Party A were also brought:

“—Get started!”

In that instant, the wolf, whose throat was burning from the spiciness, could no longer help but roar and, literally, spew fire from its mouth.

The ferocious blood flames surged and gushed forth like a tidal wave, like viscous gasoline, wrapping themselves around the wolf's esophagus and stomach, erupting from the inside out.

It's like an incendiary bomb.

Snapped!
Between the sharp claws, the headless mutilated body suddenly clenched its five drooping fingers, pulled an axe out of thin air from the four-dimensional chrysanthemum, and stabbed it straight into that big mouth!

As the offerings were returned, flesh and bones rapidly grew from the previously empty shell, revealing a grief-stricken face with tears of blood in its eyes, accusing and questioning:
"You beast! This is what you call a relationship beyond friendship?!"

(End of this chapter)