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Chapter 382 Sorry, my killing intent was too strong.
The Smiling Devil, or rather, Cheng Jiashu.

Standing at the entrance of the light gate, I felt like a distinguished guest invited to visit.

The familiar, flickering green light emanating from him stood out starkly in the pure darkness.

Looking around, Cheng Jiashu's eyes revealed not only curiosity but also undisguised surprise and admiration.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Cheng Jiashu sighed sincerely and took a few steps forward.

My gaze swept from the smooth, mirror-like obsidian floor all the way up to the dome, to the star-studded void of space.

Finally, it settled in the center of the main hall, above the golden sphere of light suspended in mid-air.

The moment Cheng Jiashu saw the sphere of light, his smile faltered slightly, and he stopped in his tracks.

He could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the sphere of light; a pure energy far beyond the mundane rushed towards him.

That's definitely not a power that ordinary superhumans could possess.

It's more like a manifestation of some kind of... rule, at least at the level of a saint's relic.

Cheng Jiashu's heart was suddenly filled with even more turbulent waves than Fang Cheng's.

Just like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, it broadened her horizons.

How can this be?

Cheng Jiashu clearly remembered that just a few months ago, the man in front of him was a "newbie" who needed to be taught even the basics of how to disguise himself as an alien.

But now, he has not only constructed such a magnificent and stable palace of consciousness, but also possesses this unheard-of golden energy body.

In contrast, I spent nearly ten years, struggling and meditating on the brink of life and death, to barely build this spiritual sanctuary.

It was just a dark space with barely discernible outlines, without even a decent floor.

The difference between the two is like that between a palace and a thatched hut.

Just how many secrets is this person hiding?

He knew Fang Cheng was very talented, but he didn't expect him to be this talented, and also to have such an enviable opportunity.

Cheng Jiashu silently raised the danger level of this man in his mind to another level.

At the same time, he realized that all his previous attempts were probably just the tip of the iceberg.

Fang Cheng stood beneath the golden sphere of light, his figure clearly outlined by the illumination.

His face remained calm and expressionless as he allowed the other party to examine his memory palace, while his mind raced with thoughts.

Fang Cheng was not surprised by Cheng Jiashu's arrival, but by the way he arrived.

One's own memory palace can be said to be the most private and core area in the world of consciousness.

Without someone pointing the way, it would be impossible for outsiders to easily discover this place, let alone visit it.

"How did you find this place?"

Fang Cheng's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a hint of coldness.

“I don’t recall ever revealing the incantation for communication to anyone.”

"Just a little trick."

Cheng Jiashu's smile remained unchanged. He took a few steps and strolled leisurely through the hall, as if admiring a work of art.

"Do you want to learn? I can teach you."

This answer was understated, yet carried a hint of intellectual superiority.

Fang Cheng ignored his words and analyzed the situation as if talking to himself:

"In the boundless void of consciousness, without clear beacons, trying to find a specific spiritual realm is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"unless……"

Fang Cheng paused for a moment, his sharp gaze locking onto Cheng Jiashu.

"You possess a spatial traversal ability similar to that of a search engine."

"Search engine?"

Cheng Jiashu was amused by this novel term:
"This analogy is apt, but not exaggerated."

Cheng Jiashu knew that he couldn't avoid this question, otherwise he would appear to have ulterior motives.

Moreover, he didn't want to appear too assertive at the moment, lest he offend this socially anxious fellow human.

Thinking of this, a sense of helplessness flashed through Cheng Jiashu's heart.

To be honest, he didn't want to visit in this uninvited manner.

This would make one appear impolite and ill-mannered, and could easily arouse the other party's suspicion.

But he really had no other choice.

The first time, at the beach in Clearwater Bay, he figured out Fang Cheng's usual morning exercise route and deliberately went to the abandoned lighthouse on the cliff to wait for him, even using the signal light to attract attention.

To this end, a whole set of excuses and probing strategies were prepared.

The other party remained unmoved and completely ignored him.

The second time was this morning, when he personally visited Fang Cheng's home and knocked on the door for a long time.

He could clearly sense that Fang Cheng was inside the house.

But the other party just wouldn't open the door, treating him like he wasn't there.

He tried twice but was turned away.

Based on his previous unsuccessful attempts to send postcards, Cheng Jiashu came to a conclusion.

The man in front of me may indeed be suffering from some kind of severe social disorder.

He was powerful and brutal, but at the same time extremely introverted and shy, and abhorred real-world contact with people.

"Since you don't want to see me in real life, how about we meet in the place you know best and feel safest in?"

Cheng Jiashu thought to himself, then spoke:

"It's very simple."

He decided to reveal part of the truth to gain trust.

Actually, I live near your house.

"Physical distances in the real world, to some extent, are also reflected in the world of consciousness."

Cheng Jiashu raised a finger, his voice exceptionally clear in the dark hall, his posture like that of a patient and persuasive mentor.

"In this boundless dark void, each of our consciousnesses is like a star or a firefly."

"Most of them are dim and almost imperceptible, but there are always a few that are exceptionally bright."

He looked at Fang Cheng, his eyes filled with a deeper meaning:

“Every day when I enter deep meditation, I can sense the shimmering points of light in the world of consciousness around me.”

“One of them, its light and aura are very similar to yours, the one I saw in the mystical realm last time.”

"So out of curiosity, I tried to establish a connection, and to my surprise... it succeeded on the first try."

Of course, how one succeeds ultimately depends on their personal abilities.

Fang Cheng understood immediately after hearing this.

"You were the one who knocked on the door this morning."

"it's me."

Cheng Jiashu readily admitted it, but did not reveal the fact that he lived downstairs, keeping a little secret.

Fang Cheng's thoughts raced, and he naturally thought of his encounter during his morning exercise.

In the sea mist, the light from the abandoned lighthouse flickered... Just as he was about to bring it up, Cheng Jiashu seemed to read his mind and spoke first:

"Speaking of which, the last time we met was in my humble chat room."

Cheng Jiashu's tone carried a hint of self-deprecation, while subtly closing the distance between them.

"We were talking about Jiang Chen at the time. That old ghost was blown to pieces by a missile, but his soul did not dissipate. It is very likely that he had already prepared a trump card and transferred it to a new body."

“In the meantime, I’ve taken some time to investigate and look for his whereabouts.”

"The archaeological site on the other side of Xishan has been completely sealed off by the military, and it's under tight security."

“I went in once and found that a huge pit had been dug in the core area, but it was empty. It seemed that something had been moved.”

"After that, I visited the abbot of Gufeng Temple, a very interesting old monk who seemed to know some inside information, but he was tight-lipped and refused to say anything, only repeatedly muttering 'karmic obstacles'."

"However, I didn't come away empty-handed; at least I got a vague clue from him."

Cheng Jiashu's lips curled into a confident smile:

"Jiang Chen had been entrenched in Xishan for a long time in history, so the trump card he secretly left behind before he was sealed away by the court and the powerful families must also be hidden in this area of ​​Xishan."

“I searched all the villages and towns within a 20-kilometer radius of the archaeological site.”

"Although ghouls are powerful, they need to eat. As long as they are still active, they will definitely leave clues. I believe it's only a matter of time before we find them."

Cheng Jiashu spoke slowly and deliberately, not rushing to reveal his true purpose, but instead choosing a topic of mutual interest as a starting point.

This is how smart people communicate: first establish rapport, then plan for other things.

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded slightly in appreciation.

"You've done a great job. If you ever find Jiang Chen's exact whereabouts, please be sure to let me know."

"No problem at all."

Cheng Jiashu smiled, having already prepared a draft in his mind, and then naturally stated his purpose:
"By the way, there's something else I want to tell you during this visit."

"In the battle at the dock warehouse that night, you slaughtered more than two hundred members of the Red Tiger Gang. The scene was cleaned up so well that even the police couldn't find any clues."

He paused, then his tone became serious:
"But the Red Tiger Gang has a very powerful backer: an international organization called 'Noah'."

“I’ve clashed with them a few times. This organization is full of experts, and they are domineering and vengeful.”

"If they find out who the murderer is, it will be very troublesome. They might send out their most elite 'hunter' team, or even experts from the headquarters board of directors, to fight to the death."

Cheng Jiashu's words seemed to be telling Fang Cheng relevant information and reminding him to be careful.

But it also implies that you've gotten yourself into big trouble, and I'm the only one who can help you.

However, the man standing under the golden sphere of light remained expressionless, like a statue.

All his attempts to tempt him failed.

"Yeah."

Fang Cheng remained silent for a moment before finally reacting, taking a step forward, his tall figure appearing even more imposing.

"Thanks for your reminder."

He seemed to be sincerely thanking the other party for providing important information, and then muttered to himself.

"The Noah Organization is so powerful, it seems I'll have to be more careful when I go out in the future."

"Every day I have to hide in dark corners like a rat, minimizing all unnecessary exposure, just to barely survive."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Cheng Jiashu's ears, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch slightly.

I had a feeling that Fang Cheng's words sounded sarcastic and sarcastic.

Yet, there was no hint of sarcasm on that sincere face.

"You don't have to worry too much."

Suppressing his unease, Cheng Jiashu continued the conversation:

“I have a blood feud with them, and I will never reveal any information about you.”

"Moreover... we now have an excellent opportunity to take the initiative."

At this point, he finally revealed his true intentions.

"The special search team found me and wanted to cooperate with me to deal with the Noah organization."

"The leader, you may have heard of him, is Gao Jin, the captain of the First Action Team of the Special Search Team."

“I have investigated and found that the Noah Organization has a biological company called ‘Noah Pharmaceuticals’ in Dongdu, which is secretly conducting horrific human experiments.”

"As long as we can find conclusive evidence to expose the crimes hidden by Noah Pharmaceuticals, although we can't say we've brought down the entire Noah organization, we can at least cut off their claws in Dongdu and drive them out of Xia Kingdom completely."

Cheng Jiashu relayed Gao Jin's statement.

"At that time, you and I will regain our freedom, free from the interference of the Noah Organization, and return to normal life."

Fang Cheng listened silently, but when the name Gao Jin appeared, a barely perceptible ripple flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that Fang Cheng seemed interested, Cheng Jiashu thought his words had worked, and immediately pressed his advantage, tentatively asking:

"To be honest, I've always been curious about this."

"Was that note you gave me, the one that warned me the Noah Organization had set a trap for me and invited me to meet you at the beach?"

Fang Cheng raised his head, a perfectly measured look of confusion on his face.

"A note? What note? I don't know what you're talking about."

His expression was so innocent, as if he were a complete outsider.

Cheng Jiashu gave him a deep look and sighed inwardly.

Still refusing to admit it?
"Is such that……"

Cheng Jiashu decided to try a different strategy, speaking while carefully observing Fang Cheng's changing expressions.

“Last month, I was targeted by people from the Noah organization. During that time, I was on tenterhooks every day.”

"Then one day, I was driving on the street and almost hit a few thugs. One of them secretly slipped a note into my car."

"The note said that the Noah Organization had laid a trap to capture me, and asked me to meet them at midnight at the abandoned lighthouse on the cliff in Clearwater Bay."

As he spoke, his voice took on a hint of resentment, like that of a woman abandoned by her lover.

"That night, it was raining heavily. I barely managed to escape from the Noah Organization's encirclement, braving the wind and rain to keep my appointment, but... I was stood up."

"Sigh, I was cold and hungry back then, standing all alone in that dark lighthouse, waiting from midnight until dawn. The rain was like ice on my body."

"Unfortunately, the person I'm waiting for has never appeared..."

Fang Cheng listened to his story with a blank expression, as if he had nothing to do with the matter at all.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiashu sighed softly and waved his hand, as if sweeping away all his "grievances":

"Sigh, let's not talk about this anymore. Perhaps that mysterious person has his own reasons for not wanting to show himself."

He abruptly changed the subject, bringing it back on track, and looked intently at Fang Cheng.

"Fang Cheng, I am now formally inviting you to join the operation to deal with the Noah Organization."

"This is an absolutely golden opportunity to uproot the Noah Organization's branch in Dongdu and eliminate this major threat."

After saying that, he stared intently at the mysterious and powerful man in front of him, his eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Cheng stood quietly, without answering immediately.

After considering for a moment, he finally spoke:
"I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well lately."

“I visited Gufeng Temple a while ago. The abbot there advised me that I had too much murderous intent and was surrounded by malevolent energy, and that I needed to rest and recuperate.”

"Therefore, I have decided that from now on, I will abstain from killing, eat vegetarian food, recite Buddhist scriptures, and cultivate my character."

(End of this chapter)