He feigned madness for eighteen years, all for the power of a god.

[Booby-Trap: You can place an invisible energy bomb on any target within a 5-meter radius of your field of vision. Up to 10 bombs can be placed simultaneously, lasting for 24 hours. There is no limit to the detonation distance, but you must be able to visually see the location of the bomb or the target.]

It seems the bombs killed quite a few bizarre creatures.

Bai Ye's rank not only broke through 21, but also rose to 24 in one go.

He stood in the shadows of a distant street corner and looked up.

I calmly watched the commercial building slowly collapse in the raging fire, listening to the piercing sirens that grew louder as they approached from afar.

He turned around without the slightest hesitation, and his figure quickly blended into the deep night and disappeared.

When Bai Ye returned to Zhao He's dilapidated underground clinic, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

He took off his white coat, which was stained with dust and blood, deactivated his "shapeshifting" ability, and returned to his appearance as a thin young man.

He lay down in the clinic.

I slept for a whole day like that.

After waking up, he took stock of his spoils.

Although this trip to the Jinmao Tower was fraught with difficulties, even bordering on life-threatening, the gains were enormous.

First and foremost, it's about money.

The more than 100,000 yuan in cash in Feng Tao's firm's safe.

In addition to the 200,000 yuan reward for this commission, there were also tens of thousands of yuan "stolen" from the corpses of that unfortunate Zhou Kang and Chen Mo.

There are also white crystals on the deformed and grotesque body.

All things considered, he now has nearly 500,000 yuan in cash on hand.

We are still halfway to reach the one million property tax target.

There are ten days left.

Although there is still pressure, it is not as despairing as before.

Beyond money, the biggest gain was the improvement in my capabilities.

Having successfully completed the promotion task, he stepped onto the twenty-first step, officially entering the threshold of the second level.

More importantly, he gained two extremely powerful new abilities.

[Shadow Jump] and [Trap Mine]

The former endowed him with unparalleled mobility and surprise attack capabilities.

The latter gave him the unpredictable and unpredictable explosive methods of the Bomber.

He's now a level above what he used to be.

He sorted out the money and then left the temporary base.

He planned to go back to the orphanage first to see his sister and the children.

I just walked out of the clinic.

His phone, which belonged to "Zhao He," suddenly vibrated.

This is a new request.

[Task Level: Level 3]

[Mission Objective: Assist official extraordinary agents in apprehending a fugitive 'Calamity'-level wanted criminal.]

[Reward for the task: 50.]

Five hundred thousand!

Bai Ye's eyes lit up instantly.

This is like a pillow being delivered to someone who's about to fall asleep.

However, before he could carefully review the details of the mission, an unfamiliar number called directly.

Bai Ye hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button.

A cool, magnetic female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is this Mr. Zhao He?"

"I am one of the heads of the Tarot Club headquarters. My name is Yin Yun."

Bai Ye asked:

"Did the person in charge contact me because of the request we just made?"

The person on the other end of the phone responded:

"That's right, our club takes the Level 5 commission we just sent you very seriously."

"This mission involves an important collaboration with the authorities. If you're willing to accept this commission, the reward will be increased by half from the base of 500,000."

"Furthermore, this extra 250,000 can be paid to you as a deposit right now."

750,000!

Bai Ye's heart skipped a beat.

This money was enough to solve his immediate problem.

"You all seem to really want me to take on this commission, why?"

Bai Ye asked calmly.

There's no such thing as a free lunch; such generous rewards inevitably hide huge risks.

Yin Yun's voice came through the receiver:

"It's very simple."

"Because just yesterday, Mr. Zhao, you personally resolved another 'calamity'."

"A 'calamity' that even the authorities find extremely troublesome—the Bomb Demon."

"Therefore, we believe you are the best candidate to complete this mission."

Bai Ye fell silent.

He never expected that his actions in the building would spread so quickly in the underworld.

"I'll think about it and get back to you in a day."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Should we cooperate with the authorities in hunting down the calamity?

Bai Ye quickly weighed the entrustment in his mind.

The reward was certainly enough to tempt Bai Ye.

But Baiye was worried about something else.

That would mean cooperating with the government.

Their calamistic identity is also in danger of being exposed.

In short, let's gather some intelligence first.

For example, does the government have any means to directly identify calamities?

If there were such a thing, Bai Ye would never go, even if it meant being beaten to death.

If not, then we can consider it.

Thinking about it like this.

Bai Ye walked towards the orphanage.

Half an hour later.

He had just entered the orphanage.

He saw his older sister, Bai Zhi, anxiously feeding medicine to a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old in the room.

The girl's face was flushed, a wet towel was covering her forehead, and she was curled up in the chair, looking very ill.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Bai Ye walked over quickly.

"Bai Ye, you're back."

When Bai Zhi saw him, it was as if she had found her pillar of support, but the worry on her face did not diminish in the slightest:

"It's Xiaoya. She has a high fever."

Bai Ye reached out and touched the forehead of the girl named Xiao Ya. The burning heat made him frown.

"Why did you suddenly develop a fever?"

Bai Zhi sighed and led Bai Ye to Xiao Ya's room.

It was a small, somewhat dark room, with a damp, musty smell wafting through the air.

Bai Ye immediately saw the problem.

There was a hole the size of a washbasin in the wall next to the girl's bed.

The plaster had peeled off, revealing the black bricks underneath, and you could even see the faint light coming in from outside.

It rained last night, and the rainwater flowed in through this hole, soaking a large area around the bed and blankets.

Bai Ye walked to the hole and examined it carefully.

This situation appears to have been going on for at least a week.

He returned to the room and looked at the girl on the bed, who was delirious from a fever. His voice unconsciously took on a stern tone.

"Xiaoya, the wall has been leaking for so long, why didn't you say anything?"

The girl on the bed seemed to hear his voice and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that it was Bai Ye, she weakly looked away, her voice barely audible, filled with self-reproach:

"I...I see my sister...worrying about money every day, the orphanage...is under a lot of strain...I don't want...to cause any more trouble for everyone..."

The girl's maturity is heartbreaking.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ye swallowed back the blame that was on the tip of his tongue.

What else could he say?

In an environment where even survival is a problem, being sensible can sometimes become a sin.

He was silent for a moment, then took all the cash out of his backpack and placed it on the table.

"Sister, take this money first. Use it to pay part of the property tax and reassure the bank."

"This...this much money?" Bai Zhi stared at the thick wad of banknotes, speechless with shock. "Bai Ye, where...where did you get so much money?"