Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 476 No Choice of Fate
Is it an illusion?

Lu Chongming finally calmed down a bit and glanced at the Mothman when he heard Zheng Fan's words.

Yes, if it's due to hallucinations possessing the body and drastically altering physical characteristics, then it's not surprising that it looks like this. But what exactly is this "special relationship" that Mr. Hallucination is referring to?
“And what are you? One of our kind? That’s what my gut tells me, but something feels off to my subconscious…” Mothman moved cautiously, his attention completely focused on Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan walked down the steps, and the two faced each other across a large number of seats.

“But one thing is certain.” Mothman pointed at Zheng Fan: “It’s not Lu Chongming who has been interfering with my fortune! At least not entirely him!”
"It's you! You are the biggest variable in my life!"

boom!
Something in the ceiling behind him seemed to be torn off again, and an electric wire with sparks flew down and swept towards Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan tilted his head slightly, and the wire grazed his cheek.

The power cord struck the fire extinguisher on the wall. The extinguisher's head, which was severely worn out, broke off and sprayed water towards Zheng Fan, who managed to deflect it with his hand.

The fire extinguisher, flying erratically, finally crashed into the old floor, tearing open a dark hole from which a strange smell wafted. The sparkling wire swung back and landed right above the hole.

Stab it!

The unknown gas was ignited and exploded in an instant, engulfing Zheng Fan in flames.

This combo of misfortune stunned Lu Chongming.

What normal person could withstand such a combo?

The spreading flames suddenly shrank, gathering in the lighter in Zheng Fan's hand, and finally disappeared completely as the lighter was closed.

"It's a feast for the eyes, just like the wonderful magic tricks I saw on TV when I was a child. What other surprises will your fortune bring me?" Zheng Fan's smile widened as he looked up at the Mothman.

The Mothman groaned as blood-red thorns pierced upwards from the ground, binding Zheng Fan, tearing through his suit and embedding themselves in his flesh.

But with Zheng Fan's force, it was torn to shreds.

Mothman seized the opportunity to flap his wings and swiftly closed in on Zheng Fan, delivering a powerful punch straight to his face.

Zheng Fan immediately turned around and threw a punch in response.

boom!
With a muffled thud, the two were evenly matched.

"Hmph!" The Mothman sneered and launched a fierce attack on Zheng Fan from his high position, pouring his fists and feet down on Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan was suddenly at a disadvantage, and was kicked back several steps by his opponent's unexpected whip kick. The Mothman followed up closely, delivering a powerful punch that ignited Zheng Fan's lighter, causing him to disappear in the flames.

A punch landed squarely on the ground, slamming a large chunk of it into the earth, causing the building to sway and nearly collapse.

Mothman crouched on the ground, his wings flapping gently behind him.

"It's not just about luck. Its thorny abilities have nothing to do with luck, and this body can even suppress Mr. Illusion! How can this be? Are there really such powerful illusions?!" Lu Chongming in the commentary booth was shocked.

Zheng Fan squatted on the table watching this scene, then slowly straightened up: "Luck can't do anything beyond logic; it merely tilts the probability of events in your favor. In combat, you need a scenario where there are conditions everywhere that you can leverage... I see."

Zheng Fan switched his senses and directly read all the information about the surrounding environment.

"If that's all you've got, it seems it'll be a bit difficult for you to surpass me."

"I don't need luck to deal with you!" Mothman roared and charged at Zheng Fan.

boom!
Before he could react, Zheng Fan suddenly raised his leg high and kicked him in the face the instant he rushed in front of him.

"Uh-huh!"

Mothman covered his face and quickly flapped his wings to retreat.

“Xiao Lu, I don’t like what you just said. I should say that its body can even suppress 'Cheng Fei's' body, which is really amazing.” Zheng Fan spread his hands and smiled as he corrected Lu Chongming.

Then, his voice suddenly lowered: "But we are still far from being able to suppress the 'Zheng Rebellion'."

"Bastard!"

Mothman punched the ground, shattering a large section of the floor again. The fire extinguisher launched itself again, rushing towards Zheng Fan without any control, while simultaneously spraying out a large amount of dust.

Mothman waited for his chance, but suddenly a hand pierced through the dust and went straight into one of its large eyes.

As blood splattered, Zheng Fan kicked the Mothman from mid-air, knocking him to the ground and smashing a large number of tables and chairs.

"It's not over yet!" Mothman shouted. Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, and members of the Multiple Processing Bureau rushed into the classroom and surrounded Mothman and Zheng Fan.

Mothman immediately stood up, his wings poised in preparation.

"The gun of the third person from the left will accidentally discharge," Zheng Fan said preemptively. Just as he finished speaking, the gun in the hand of the third person from the left among the officers who broke in accidentally went off.

The sudden firing of the guns caused chaos.

Mothman suddenly blended into the crowd, his figure becoming blurry.

"It also has the ability to hide!" Lu Chongming shouted hurriedly, disregarding everything else.

Instead of chasing the Mothman, Zheng Fan suddenly spread his arms wide, and a large number of red threads spread out, covering the entire room.

The next moment, the room's load-bearing capacity finally collapsed due to the continuous onslaught of various factors.

……

The Mothman appeared, panting, in the courtyard outside the sanatorium building. His body remained dark, and he concealed himself in the garden as the sky grew darker. "This is bad. Although I've heard of many exaggeratedly powerful beings like him in Dadu, and even witnessed the clash between 'Earthquake' and 'Tree,' this is the first time I've encountered one head-on… And yet, in my current state, I'm no match for him…"

It has full confidence that even in its current state, it is one of the most powerful illusions in the vast majority of the world.

If we can achieve full growth, even at the level of an "earthquake," or even surpass it, it would not be impossible.

I never expected to encounter an adversary like Zheng Fan at such a time.

The chaos of one's fortune is indeed manifested here!
so……

"That's why I don't believe in fate!" Mothman gritted his teeth.

It crept cautiously, moving towards the outside of the building.

"This message must be delivered to the main body... We cannot afford any more mistakes before we completely overcome our own destiny by the end of February!"

"You and your host have achieved a kind of complete possession, or rather, you have absorbed your host. But your host is a person with great talent, not only with a strong spirit but also with amazing willpower, which ultimately led to special changes."

Zheng Fan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Right behind it, Zheng Fan sat cross-legged in a tree branch, speaking leisurely.

“Special synchronization can lead to further changes, which I understand because I have experienced them myself. Your ‘advanced possession’ with the host means that you and the host are no longer separate, and you can even use some kind of image to condense an entity like yourself to act outside. It’s really convenient, no wonder your host, or more accurately, your original body, has been able to hide so well all this time.”

Zheng Fan jumped down from the tree and came up behind the Mothman.

"This is the first time I've seen an 'advanced possession' other than me and Binary Girl, so I can't let you get away."

"How dare you treat me like a rat!?" Mothman suddenly roared in fury, turning around as large patches of ground around him bulged up and thick thorns grew.

With no more holding back, Mothman instantly transformed the courtyard into a thicket of thorns.

But all it saw was a flash of black light, all the thorns along the way snapped, and Zheng Fan, in his simple and unpretentious manner, suddenly appeared in front of it and punched it in the face.

Bang!
The eyeball, already injured by Zheng Fan, was detached by this punch. Zheng Fan ignited a spark with his fingertip and pulled, causing a series of explosions that covered the Mothman.

The Mothman screamed as he was engulfed in flames, turning into a human torch and rolling on the ground.

Fortunately, the rain intensified at that moment, helping to quickly extinguish the flames on its body.

It crawled on all fours, breaking through the fence and plunging into the farmland outside the sanatorium.

The searchlights of helicopters and drones have been lowered.

Zheng Fan, seemingly leisurely, was actually following closely behind Mothman: "Two suspicious and dangerous targets have appeared below. They will be wary of both of us, but due to a twist of fate, they will focus on observing me because of some unknown premonition. If I make any further attacking moves, the drones and helicopters in the sky will open fire on me."

The Mothman paid no heed to Zheng Fan's leisurely "prediction" and simply crawled with difficulty, convinced that it could escape from this encirclement!
“However,” Zheng Fan suddenly stopped, his smile blazing, “so-called fortune is about choosing the development that is favorable to you in a probabilistic event, but I have no intention of giving you the power of choice!”

The helicopter pilot felt as if a red line flashed before his eyes, and before he could react, the helicopter suddenly went out of control.

In the chaos, someone accidentally triggered the aircraft's missile weapon, causing a series of safety mechanisms to activate...

With a "whoosh," the missile was launched.

At the same time, the surrounding drones were also captured by an invisible red network and, under its control, targeted—the Mothman!

Even the seemingly out-of-control missiles were all under Zheng Fan's control.

There was no choice but to accept the Mothman; their target had always been the Mothman!
"You unlucky bastard, meeting me is the worst thing that's ever happened to you."

Amid Zheng Fan's mocking remarks, the firepower ignited the Mothman and even the farmland.

Boom!

As the smoke dissipated, by the time the drones and helicopters regained visibility, the Mothman and Zheng Fan had vanished.

……

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wang Shizhong suddenly coughed, and then blood flowed from his seven orifices.

"How is this possible?! The embodiment of misfortune has been destroyed!" He stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He quickly got up, forcing himself to stay alert despite his still dizzy mind, and used all his hidden resources to check the situation.

Soon, it wasn't just blood flowing, but also sweat.

"Oh no... I've probably been exposed... Although there's no direct evidence to pinpoint my guilt there, Zhang Xue is definitely on Lu Chongming's side, targeting me. I don't need evidence; as long as she's convinced it's me, my next plan will have absolutely no chance of proceeding smoothly!"

He couldn't go up against Zhang Xue; he wasn't a match for that woman yet.

The worst part is that the fact that the avatar was dealt with and Zhang Xue didn't make a move suggests that there might still be someone on Lu Chongming's side who can pose a real threat to him!
"We need to move to a new location. Fortunately, the time is approaching. Even if we have to give up our identity as the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, although it will be troublesome, there is still room for maneuver. We must make a tough decision!"

Making a quick decision, he immediately began packing his things...

When Zhang Xue led her people and barged into his house, it was already empty.

(End of this chapter)