Chinese Superman

"Well... I'm not quite sure either..."

Tian Shu scratched his head.

"Anyway, my relic can indeed 'attract' treasures within a certain range, mainly unclaimed relics of low quality."

"Of course, the effect is limited, mostly at level B or below. As for level A... well, that depends on luck. You might not encounter one every ten or eight years."

"As for Grade A and above, hey, I wouldn't even dare to dream of it."

"Something is better than nothing."

Xia Xinghan stared at him intently with his bright blue eyes.

Tian Shu, timid as a mouse, was startled and shrank back, saying, "Little friend, relics are only useful if they choose their owner; otherwise, they are no different from ordinary objects."

"Don't worry, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just thinking about how to cooperate with you in the future." Xia Xinghan smiled innocently.

Gu Zhi Qiu ignored their idle chatter, placed the two stone cocoons and two silent relics on the ground, and said to Tian Shu, "Mission complete. Both targets have been eliminated."

"As usual, the task contribution points will be divided as before."

"You are also responsible for handing over these two relics, and the contribution points exchanged will be distributed proportionally."

Contribution points are the basic reward for B-level missions. Successfully recovering or turning in relics will earn additional contribution points depending on the relic's grade, which can be a considerable income.

Tian Shu nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood! Don't worry, Grandma, I know the process well! I guarantee it will be handled perfectly!"

Gu Zhiqi added, "By the way, after this mission is settled, give him half of my contribution points."

She pointed at Xia Xinghan.

Tian Shu asked with a smile, "Little friend, are you also an official weapon bearer? What's your name?"

Contribution points can only be allocated to official implementers.

"Wang Nezha".

"Wang Nezha... Alright, I've got it!"

The surname is Wang.

Could it be the royal family of the capital?

Tian Shu quickly memorized it, his smile widening.

Regardless of whether they are from the Wang family in the capital, the fact that Gu Zhi Qiu takes such good care of them and shares their profits with them is definitely not simple and makes them worthy of being befriended.

Speaking of which, the major aristocratic families of Xia Kingdom were originally scattered in various places, but because of that sacred relic in the capital, they all moved their headquarters to the capital.

"I'll leave the rest of the finishing work to you."

Gu Zhiqi said no more, took Xia Xinghan's small hand, and the two turned and left, their figures quickly disappearing into the shadows deep in the factory.

Tian Shu watched them leave and breathed a long sigh of relief.

This battle was extremely large.

In the night sky, Xia Xinghan prepared to fly away, but looked back one last time, his pupils slightly contracting as he looked down at the huge abandoned factory.

Broken walls and ruins, a scene of utter devastation!

The scene... was just like a carpet bombing by several bombers!

Ordinary firearms could not possibly cause such terrifying destruction.

"A Grade A relic, not to be underestimated."

"Even a master of the Innate Realm, when unleashing a Grade A martial art, could not achieve such power."

Judging from the current scene, the true power of the Class A relic would definitely destroy the entire neighborhood.

Based on this calculation, wouldn't a world-class relic be capable of destroying cities and mountains?

Xia Xinghan rubbed his temples and shook his head: "I'm being influenced by the debate. The relics are mysterious, not just about their destructive power."

……

When I returned to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, it was still dark, and there was still some time before dawn.

Gu Zhi Qiu sat cross-legged on the living room sofa, took out two lustrous spirit stones and held them in his hands. He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing to recover the spiritual energy consumed during the previous battle and journey.

Her breathing was steady and long, and she quickly focused her mind and entered a state of complete absorption, forgetting herself and the world around her.

Xia Xinghan yawned, climbed onto the soft bed, and fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

For him, the battle just now was more like a mini-game testing his superhuman strength, and it didn't take much to his liking.

Time slips away quietly.

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, before the hazy light had completely dispelled the darkness, Xia Xinghan suddenly awoke, sat up in bed, and his azure eyes shone brightly in the dim room.

Almost at the same time, Gu Zhi Qiu, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, also seemed to sense something, opened his eyes, and looked at Xia Xing Han.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Zhi Qiu asked in confusion.

"Someone's coming."

Xia Xinghan spoke softly, then pricked up his ears to listen.

"Who?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Zhi Qiu's eyes.

Her senses were already quite sharp, only a small step away from the Innate Realm, yet she didn't detect any unusual activity.

The hotel's soundproofing is quite good; the only sounds outside are the very faint footsteps of the early shift staff or cleaners.

"Yeah, I just got off the plane."

「!?」

Gu Zhiqi suddenly turned her head and looked at Xia Xinghan with a look of surprise and doubt.

No, I'm not your junior brother, are you kidding?

How did you know that Shicheng Airport is so far from the city center hotels, no less than the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city last night?

This... is simply unbelievable!

In fact, Xia Xinghan's super hearing is currently unable to cover the entire Stone City.

He focused on capturing sounds from three places: airports, train stations, and highway toll booths, and searched for words related to himself such as "Wang Nezha," "Xia Xinghan," and "Wuzu," filtering out all other noise.

"They must be the masterminds behind the group that ambushed us in the snow forest."

"But the 'main course' I'm waiting for isn't these people. Let's go, business is more important," Xia Xinghan replied.

"it is good."

Gu Zhi Qiu didn't ask any further questions and quickly got up.

The two quickly packed their belongings without alerting any hotel staff, and chose the most "convenient" route—the rooftop open-air viewing balcony.

The morning breeze was chilly, and the sky was faintly lit.

Just like last night, Gu Zhi Qiu transformed into a wisp of green smoke, soaring through the air and disappearing in the direction opposite to the hotel's main entrance and Shicheng Airport, rising and falling a few times on the gradually brightening city skyline.

Xia Xinghan then flew easily beside her.

……

As the bustling city of Shicheng gradually came to life, two uniquely elegant guests arrived in the luxurious lobby of this five-star hotel.

A man with a tall and upright figure, wearing a sharp, tailored suit, exuded a refined and cultured air, but what didn't match his attire was the object he carried on his back.

It was a long, narrow object wrapped in plain cloth, and its shape resembled a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).

The other man wore gold-rimmed glasses and a simple dark Zhongshan suit. He had a dignified appearance, gentle eyes, and an extraordinary demeanor, like a noble young man from the Republic of China era.

"Oh, Brother Wang, what a coincidence!"

Cui Kaicheng, carrying a guqin on his back, waved and greeted Wang Jialuo.

Wang Jialuo raised his eyes, shook his head and chuckled softly, seemingly helpless yet with a hint of mockery: "Brother Cui, I saw your Gulfstream G650 at the airport just now."

"Haha, I saw your Boeing too. Such perfect timing, we truly are best friends."

"Don't be so polite, shall I?"

"I'll handle it; I'm better at dealing with women."

"Heh, a pure numbers fanatic, really thinks he's got the skills?"

The two greeted each other and went straight to the front desk.

Cui Kaicheng spoke politely to the receptionist, "Hello, excuse me. We'd like to inquire whether a lady named Gu Zhiqi, or a young boy traveling with her, checked into your hotel sometime yesterday."

"I'm sorry, sir, we..."

Just as the receptionist was about to refuse, Wang Jialuo, who was standing next to her, adjusted his glasses, took out his ID, and placed it on the front desk.

"If you have their check-in records, please provide the room number. We have important business to attend to. We appreciate your cooperation."