You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 370 Chi Ping vs. the pursuer! Ao Tian turns into a dragon!
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Chi Ping unlocked a nickname, and he guessed that Aotian might still be a non-mainstream young master in his daily life.

"You still don't know what to call me?" Aotian asked Chi Ping.

"Chiping."

"It's not that I don't believe Master Chi, I just have a question that I'm really curious about." Aotian said.

When Chi Ping heard the name "Chi Shao," he frowned slightly. It sounded a bit awkward and a bit childish.

"You said."

"That's it..." Aotian's bangs half-covered his left eye, and he did look a bit like a melancholy flower boy: "How to deal with S-level."

“This one is simple.”

"Simple?!" Aotian's voice rose an octave.

"I have a friend who's pretty strong and is looking to try out an S-class. An S-class like Yin Tianzheng, who has a single ability, would be just the right fit."

Hearing this, Aotian was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that he believed Chi Ping's words, but there were too many loopholes in them.

What does it mean to be capable?

What does it mean to try out S-grade quality?

What does "S-level with a single ability like Yin Tianzheng" mean?
His words and deeds showed disdain for Lu Ling, the S-class who had ruled humanity for hundreds of years.

"Mr. Chi, I'm not kidding you. If you rebel against the S-rank, our entire team will be playing with you with our lives." As he said this, he shook his head to clear the hair that was blocking his eyes.

"But I'm not kidding." Chi Ping spread his hands and looked very innocent.

Aotian was a little speechless. He suppressed his desire to complain and said seriously:
"Then you must at least tell me who this friend of yours is?"

Chi Ping laughed, rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, then slowly extended his index finger, pointed at his nose under Ao Tian's expectant gaze, and said:
"I."

Then, Aotian's expression changed from anticipation to daze, and then to anger. He felt that he was being played by Chi Ping, and in the end, he couldn't help but roll his eyes to the back of his head.

“Just pull anyone over here now.” Ao Tian said, “Ask them if they believe you can rival Yin Tianzheng;
"You still believe that I am fearless and was only attacked by the law. Now, only two kilograms of rice can help me return. After the success, let them become the chief executive of the coalition government.

"They would rather give me two kilograms of rice!"

Chi Ping's eyes lit up: "It's not that I can't trust you, at least I can trust you half."

Aotian was too lazy to pay attention to Chi Ping. He waved his hand and said, "I'll go find the general and tell him everything. I'll leave it to the general to decide. Also, it's time for the general to put an end to this farce tonight."

After saying that, he disappeared from Chi Ping's sight.

The chaotic sounds of mutants fighting filled the surroundings, and the wilderness tonight was extremely noisy. Chi Ping found a random stone block to sit on, and his butt felt cold and hard, similar to the pearwood armchair that Wen Tianyou had spent so much effort to build.

The night in the wilderness was very dry and cold, and fog gradually rose.

The fog is black fog.

In the blink of an eye, it had obscured most of the view. Although there was wind, all that could be seen was the rolling fog.

As far as Chi Ping could remember, only one person possessed the ability related to the black fog.

茫。

If I think about it carefully, it has been about two months since I came here from the boundary gate.

I don’t know what happened to Mang and his friends on the other side of the boundary gate.

The black fog had enveloped him completely, leaving only the area above his head for the moonlight to penetrate.

Chi Ping looked up at the sky. The moon was very round at this time, but it was useless to be round. It was useless but it was round anyway.

Just like Chi Ping misses them very much, it is useless to miss them, but he still misses them even if it is useless.

The moonlight brought crisp sounds, the sound of high heels tapping on the stone pavement. The black fog gradually thinned, and in the moonlight, it looked like a layer of black gauze.

On the other side of the black veil stood a slim figure.

It is confused.

She was still a little uncomfortable wearing high heels. She always felt like she was walking on tiptoe, which looked unnatural.

It was exactly the same as when we went to the movies on our first date.

Le Bai, who was a whole head shorter than Mang, stood beside him, laughing. One could see the gap where half of her teeth were missing.

"Finally found you, I was so tired!"

Huoba also came. He scratched his head and smiled: "It's not bad actually."

"Mr. Warden." It had been a long time since he had addressed Wei San. He still had a stern face and was unsmiling. The tattoo that stretched from his shoulder to his neck seemed to have been washed off, but a faint mark could still be seen.

Ikehira sighed, if only it were true.

[Eye of Truth] was activated the moment Aotian left.

[Insight] has also been issuing warnings.

At first, Ikehira tried not to think about these abilities, immersing himself in the illusion.

However, the [Eyes of Truth] allowed Chi Ping to see the caster through Mang and others.

It was a dry-looking man wearing a robe and a hood.

It should be the team that Aotian mentioned that was secretly chasing them, the suppressor that was destroyed before, and the illusion in front of them.

They chose the best time to attack, but chose the worst target to attack.

Chi Ping was a little annoyed that his memories were interrupted, especially when the other party performed illusions in front of him.

"Really..." Chi Ping stared at the dry-looking man. "You're showing off with a frog tattoo on your tadpole!"

The skinny man was startled. After realizing that Chi Ping had broken his illusion, he immediately burst out with extraordinary speed and distanced himself from Chi Ping.

The sound of wind whistling past his ears was heard. Being able to hunt down a special threat like Wen Tianyou was naturally also a special threat.

In addition to illusion, he has another ability that he is even better at: extreme speed!
Illusions are automatically generated based on the opponent's thoughts. People often slack off, so his illusions can always effectively control his opponent. If he fails, he will use extreme speed to retreat and wait for the next opportunity to strike.

There is no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days. No matter how powerful a person is, as long as he is not S-level, he will always be able to find an opportunity.

and so--

Today this man's head will be temporarily placed on his neck!

The skinny man thought so, and next time, he would act more decisively and thrust the sharp blade into his chest the moment the opponent fell into the illusion!

He was running at high speed, but the next second, he crashed into something solid!

When he looked up, his pupils dilated immediately. It was the man he had assassinated before!
He caught up?!

How can it be?

Is his ability also related to speed?

But the next second, he quickly denied his guess.

Because he found that the man was still there.

The stone pillar, as cold and hard as the Huanghuali armchair, was right at the man's feet!

He widened his eyes, and an absurd thought flashed through his mind:

This man, holding a stone pillar, blocked his way?
His body responded quickly, turning around and running in another direction!

In a flash, he disappeared.

The dilapidated buildings in the village, the shadows of trees and the sound of wind quickly retreated.

This time, he burst out with a speed faster than usual!

That person can never be caught up!
Then--

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, he bumped into Chi Ping again.

Judging from the sound, it’s a good start.

Feeling a little dizzy, he immediately looked towards his feet and saw the same stone pillar.

Looking around again, I was still in the village.

He looked at Chi Ping again, and he was looking at him expressionlessly.

Turn around and run again!
This time, he chose the third direction.

Outside the Oracle, Chi Ping just watched the skinny man running, spinning, looking at the stone pillar, and then turning around.

He had already turned thousands of circles within the illusion of the Oracle, but he was still in the same place.

The skinny man was now sweating profusely, his lips turning pale. His heart was beating like a drum, threatening to burst out of his chest!

But he still didn't stop and continued running hard.

It wasn't just the environment and sense of direction that deceived him; his body deceived his brain.

Let his brain always feel that his body is in peak condition.

He can still run, and keep running.

Until sudden death from exhaustion.

On the other side, not long after Aotian left Chi Ping, he was also caught in the illusion of Ganbaman.

He kept twisting on the ground, twisting in a strange posture.

Dense scales began to cover his exposed skin, from his neck to his face, and to the back of his hands.

He was about to become a large lizard, or skink.

It is a kind of lizard that crawls in and out of stone pestles in the countryside.

Aotian twisted his body while muttering to himself: "I am a dragon, I am a dragon, I swallow clouds and spit out mist! I can call the wind and rain! I——"

If I don't interrupt him, I'm afraid I will really mutate in the illusion.

Moreover, the appearance of the mutation should be slightly different from what he imagined.

Chi Ping lifted him up and began to pull the scales off his face. A moment later, Aotian gradually regained consciousness amidst a series of screams.

After waking up, he saw the skinny guy spinning around, and then looked at Ikehira.

This, coupled with the gradually disappearing scales on his body, gave him a severe shock.

After a while, he dared to ask Chi Ping tentatively:

"Was I in danger just now?"

Ikehira nodded.

"Master Chi, you saved me?"

Ikehira nodded again.

"I'm almost completely mutated?"

Ikehira nodded again.

"I almost turned into a dragon?" When he said this, he swallowed his saliva, feeling both anticipation and uneasiness at the same time.

"Just shy of a hundred million." Chi Ping said truthfully.

"That was a close call." Aotian patted his chest.

(End of this chapter)