In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 3 Cause
The heavy rain came quickly and went away quickly.

One minute it was pouring rain, and the next minute the scorching sun was shining into the valley.

Lu Zhao walked out of the land temple and looked out over the mountains. Suddenly, he saw a figure walking on the hillside.

He stared for a moment, and Liu Qiang followed his gaze and saw the figure.

"Brother Lu, that should be a fugitive."

Ant Ridge is a dangerous area where monsters may roam at any time, and ordinary people are strictly prohibited from entering.

Only fugitives and criminals would risk going into hiding.

"It's not much different."

Without hesitation, Lu Zhao stepped up the mountain again.

He doesn't mind staying on the mountain, but he also wants to climb higher, and he won't give up any opportunity to make a contribution.

Liu Qiang followed behind, his steps light, as if he were on a picnic.

"Brother Lu, with your bullets that can curve, taking him down should be a piece of cake, right?"

People at the border station avoided him inside the bureau, but when they went out, they all vied to follow Lu Zhao.

The reason is simple: even if they encounter a band of ruthless bandits crossing the border, they can remain safe and sound by following Lu Zhao.

"That's a supernatural power; it can kill but is difficult to arrest."

Lu Zhao walked up a hillside, picked up his binoculars, and saw figures resting under the trees halfway up the mountain.

He is short and stout, with petrified skin, a broad forehead, and small eyes; a comparison with the wanted poster confirms that he is a fugitive.

At that moment, the fugitive seemed to see him and hurriedly got up and fled.

As Lu Zhao quickened his pace, he instructed, "Contact the center and tell them we've found the fugitive's trail. Ask if we should shoot him."

Liu Qiang took out his phone to make a call and got permission after about two minutes. When he looked up, Lu Zhao had already run far away.

He could only chase after them; the three of them, one fleeing and two chasing, ran wildly through the mountains and forests.

Lu Zhao moved very fast, his legs making the mountain ravines seem like flat ground, and he approached the fugitive as quickly as a tiger descending the mountain.

Judging from the speed of the escapee, his vitality development is no more than 20 points.

Faintly, shouts came from behind.

"Brother Lu, permission to shoot!"

Lu Zhao suddenly stopped, kicked up the grass, raised his gun and aimed at the target 800 meters away. The fugitive was hiding in the bushes and woods, using the rocks for cover.

boom!
The bullet flew out and hit the fugitive's head precisely, before being slid off by the rocky shell on his head.

Immediately afterwards, a second bullet struck the same spot with pinpoint accuracy, causing blood to spurt out and stain the bushes.

About fifteen minutes later, the bushes swayed, and Lu Zhao and Liu Qiang pushed through the bushes to confirm that the fugitive was dead.

The petrified skin made it impossible to discern age or appearance, and the person was dressed in rags and had nothing on their body.

He hid something.

Lu Zhao made this judgment.

Superhumans have a metabolism many times that of ordinary people. To maintain their abilities, their calorie needs would increase dozens of times, so humans can't just eat grass.

Liu Qiang asked, "What's wrong, Brother Lu?"

"nothing."

Lu Zhao shook his head and didn't say anything.

Now the report will definitely make him look for it, and since the leader is blocking his promotion, he doesn't need to go to such lengths.

I and Liu Qiang had just switched shifts and were both exhausted, both physically and mentally.

If it is something particularly important, then it will be the task of the entire border post.

Lu Zhao and Liu Qiang carried the body down the mountain. Border police, who had received the news, happened to arrive by car, and four police cars stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Border patrol captain Zhang Like leaned against the car door smoking, showing no intention of going into the mountains to search. When two gunshots echoed through the mountains, he stubbed out his cigarette and laughed to the person next to him, "Old Lu's head is going to explode when he fires a shot."

Before long, everyone saw Lu Zhao carrying the corpse down the mountain, leaving a trail of blood.

thump.

The body was thrown to the ground. Lu Zhao took Zhang Like's cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said, "Luckily, I just happened to run into this."

Zhang Like is the captain of the border defense squadron, holding the rank of company commander, and is Lu Zhao's superior. Two years ago, Lu Zhao saved Zhang Like during a shootout with drug dealers, and the two quickly became close.

Lu Zhao was able to become a platoon leader because the other party, despite the pressure, transferred him to a front-line position with the opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

“This guy can’t be hurt by ordinary firearms. He killed five policemen along the way.” Zhang Like shook his head and said, “He only ran into a big tiger like you. It’s a waste of his talent to have you guarding the mountain here.”

"I'll ask the leader for you this time, as a way of returning the favor."

Lu Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "If I can get promoted, please help me transfer to the army."

Those he offended should not be allowed to extend their reach into military territory.

Zhang Like also pondered for a moment.

He has a lot of power over personnel promotions, which is not something he can decide, but he can manipulate relationships and try to get ahead.

"I can't guarantee it will work out."

"Whether it succeeds or not, I will owe you a favor."

Zhang Like waved his hand and said, "Fall back."
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The border post is located at the foot of the mountains. A huge cement wall blocks the road from the mountains to the city, and there is a town next to it.

It looks like an ancient city from the outside, but it is equipped with a heavily armed border police force inside.

From armored vehicles to individual rocket launchers, from anti-aircraft guns to large-caliber machine guns, everything is available.

In wartime, this place will be transformed into a fortress to withstand the beast tides, giving the rear troops and cities time to react.

As soon as Lu Zhao entered the border station, the soldiers on duty all turned their gazes toward him and whispered among themselves, "Lu the Tiger is back from hunting again."

Hunting was Lu Zhao's privilege.

Of the 800 people at the entire border post, only Lu Zhao could guarantee, "If I see it, I will eliminate it."

The others mostly found traces, quickly reported them, and were shot down from the air by helicopter. Monsters can be killed by guns, but humans are only mortals, and besides, the accuracy of firearms is extremely low in complex environments like the mountains.

In most cases, the monsters would hide when they heard the sound of a helicopter.

Despite Lu Zhao's outstanding achievements, no one dared to come forward to flatter him.

Because everyone knows he offended a powerful figure and doesn't want to be implicated.

Zhang Like dared to contact Lu Zhao because Lu Zhao had saved his life, and he couldn't possibly remain indifferent to the matter.

"Old Lu, you go back and rest first, leave the rest to me."

Lu Zhao nodded and turned to leave. The sentry at the door didn't even bother to check him and let him through directly.

Upon entering the dormitory building, the elderly security guard called out, "Lu Zhao, the light bulb in your room is broken. Someone won't be here to fix it until tomorrow."

"Ah."

Lu Zhao responded and walked to room 1011 without stopping. He took out his key, pushed open the door, and entered. The room was empty. There was a hard bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and a small refrigerator about half a person's height.

The only small items were a toothbrush, a ceramic cup, a towel, and an ashtray made from a beverage can.

This is the entire room.

Besides insomnia, another quirk of Lu Zhao's was that his room had to be tidy.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhao came out of the bathroom and saw a missed call on his phone from the contact "Old Tang".

Old Tang's real name is Tang Fen. He was Tang Fen's supervisor when Tang Fen was studying in Cangwu City, and was considered Tang Fen's guardian.

Lu Zhao dialed the number back, and a rough voice came through.

"Xiao Zhao, the orphanage has money again."

"Did the government allocate funds? Or did someone make it big and come back to help the poor?"

"Li Dongxue, she was promoted to senior colonel this year for her meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion outside the Great Wall. She's only twenty-five years old. If she's around for a few more years, she'll probably be promoted to general."

Old Tang has become quite talkative as he gets older, and he takes every opportunity to "help" Lu Zhao recall things.

That was more than a decade ago.

Lu Zhao's supernatural powers were inherited from Li Shaoqing, the company commander of the armored company of the Third Army of the South China Sea, who was also Li Dongxue's father. The inheritance of supernatural powers meant the death of the previous one.

Throughout history, countless legendary figures, including kings, generals, and ministers, have been said to possess extraordinary abilities. In times of chaos, these abilities were scattered across the land as heroes vied for supremacy; in times of prosperity, new dynasties gathered them together for eternity.

The Yan Federation takes supernatural powers as its foundation, categorizing them into the Five Elements, spirit, and physical body. These powers are further classified into levels: small, weak, moderate, strong, powerful, and great.

Supernatural powers can be obtained after a person dies, either through weathering or cremation. Later generations can absorb these powers to inherit the power of their predecessors, but the supernatural power will generally be reduced by one level.

In theory, great supernatural powers cannot be obtained through inheritance.

Greatness is predetermined; there are thirty-six Heavenly Spirits and seventy-two Earthly Fiends.

His supernatural power is called "Yi," a powerful spiritual power that has been passed down to him and is now at a moderate level.

"You two didn't succeed, did you reveal your inherited supernatural power?"

Old Tang still holds a grudge to this day.

Although he doesn't approve of early relationships, arguing that minors are not yet mature enough to take responsibility for them, Lu Zhao and Li Dongxue are simply too outstanding. The former has been exceptionally intelligent and mature since childhood, while the latter is almost an all-rounder.

Moreover, he had seen Li Dongxue hand a love letter to Lu Zhao back then.

As a father figure, Tang Fen wanted to bring them together, believing that "good things shouldn't go to outsiders."

In the end, one went to the capital, and the other went to the Chishui Military Academy in Sichuan, and they never contacted each other again.

"No, that's against the rules. High-risk supernatural abilities are state property, and their origins and destinations must not be disclosed."

Lu Zhao stubbed out his cigarette and changed the subject, asking, "How much money did she give to the orphanage?"

"Three hundred thousand should be enough for a while. How are things going on your end lately?"

When Old Tang asked about his recent situation, Lu Zhao replied without hesitation, "The same as before, patrolling the mountains and fighting monsters."

“I’ve gotten in touch with an old friend. Why don’t you go teach? You’re a Class B mental superhuman, a graduate of Imperial University. Why bother being a lowly border guard?”

"I just caught a fugitive and I'm thinking of trying my luck in the army."

"It's no use. If you want to pursue a career within the system, you can't avoid the Chen family no matter what."

Those extraordinary individuals known as the Marquis of Wu are all national protectors. Some of them are high-ranking officials in the Wude Hall, some are regional governors, and some are army commanders.

Lu Zhao offended the Marquis of Jiangbei, a powerful figure in both the eastern and western regions of the South China Sea.

Lu Zhao was sent to the border post because the sponsored students needed to return to their hometowns, which happened to fall right into the Chen family's sphere of influence.

Otherwise, given his resume, he should have been like Li Dongxue, either enlisted in the army as a junior officer or became the top official in a county.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhao is never one to yield; the more you try to suppress him, the more defiant he becomes.

Tang Fen has connections, but he's also from an academic background, so he can't really get his hands on the border defenses. The same goes for the instructors from the Imperial Capital at Lu Zhao's school.

Old Tang knew that his student was proud to the core, so he could only sigh and say, "I'll try to contact someone again to see if I can help you get things sorted out."

"unnecessary."

"Why are you so stubborn? If you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your mother. Is the little money you make as a border guard enough to cover your mother's heart disease medical expenses?"

If you can't agree on anything, hang up the phone.

Lu Zhao took out a 500ml bottle of Langpai Tequ Life Supplement from the refrigerator.

The higher the vitality of a superhuman, the more difficult it is for them to maintain their metabolism with ordinary food.

Thus, life supplements were created, which could increase the conversion rate without requiring excessive excretion, and were produced by the major wineries on the market today.

Lu Zhao's vitality is 35 points, while a healthy adult's vitality is 5 points.

His daily metabolism is five times that of an average person, and his calorie requirement is ten times higher. Relying solely on food, it would take him an hour, or even longer, to eat, drink, and excrete.

Lu Zhao drank a bottle of supplement, then went out onto the playground to do gymnastics to aid digestion. There were only a few other people exercising around him.

In small places like border outposts, there are very few people who are willing to persist in developing vitality.

An hour later, he stopped what he was doing, his skin steaming slightly.

"Lu Zhao".

Zhang Like waved from afar, and Lu Zhao approached, asking, "How is it?"

Zhang Like shook his head.

To be honest, Lu Zhao was not surprised; in fact, it was expected, as this was not the first time he had performed meritorious service.

Four years ago, he fought a gunfight with drug traffickers crossing the border; three years ago, he assisted the police in shooting and killing a hostage-taker with a knife; two years ago, he intercepted a smuggling case; and a year ago, he volunteered to participate in a drug bust operation.

So he continued to guard the mountain at the border post.

"That's fucking awful!"

Lu Zhao didn't curse, but Zhang Like couldn't help but curse.

"Even if you've offended the King of Heaven, you shouldn't bully people like this. Is there no law anymore?"

"It might really be the Heavenly King himself."

Lu Zhao offered Zhang Like another cigarette, and the two of them smoked in the corridor of the border station dormitory, as a light rain began to fall again.

Raindrops shattered the clouds and mist.

Zhang Like looked at Lu Zhao, who was squatting on the ground, puffing out smoke. His black hair, which reached past his ears, covered his eyelids, and his jawline was as sharp as if it had been cut by a knife.

It would be a waste of talent not to become a star.

He said, "Four years ago, a big shot in Cangwu City said he wanted to keep you stuck at the border post. Tell me who you offended."

"Chen Qian".

　Compared to the shrewd and calculating protagonist, the protagonist of this book is more stubborn.

　　I'm not sure if I'll be able to write a story about a warrior with an iron will, but at least for now, his stubbornness is closer to steel and more flesh and blood.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)