You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The atmosphere at the auction was completely ignited by the "Berserker" potion.

Ultimately, the box of medicine was auctioned off to a wealthy businessman with a Middle Eastern accent for a staggering three million US dollars.

Lin Chen had no interest in this at all.

With an unlit cigar dangling from his lips, he walked through the noisy crowd and headed straight for the area shrouded in red curtains.

"stop!"

Four guards, dressed in identical black combat uniforms but exuding a significantly stronger aura, crossed their arms and blocked his path. Their temples were bulging, and their breathing was deep and even; they were true experts.

Lin Chen stopped and didn't speak, but just looked at them coldly with his sinister eyes on his "scarred face".

One of the guards said in a deep voice.

"Behind the curtain is the 'Treasure Hunt,' which is only open to invited guests."

Lin Chen let out a disdainful sneer. He slowly raised his hand and pointed with his index finger, which was holding a cigar, towards the direction of the curtain.

"I'm here to cause trouble."

His voice was hoarse and had a bloody quality; it was a simulated timbre of damaged vocal cords created using the [God-Level Vocal Mastery] technique.

"Either let me in, or the four of you lie down and I'll come in."

mad!

They're incredibly arrogant!

The four guards' faces instantly darkened, and their hands reached for the weapons at their waists.

Just then, an old and steady voice came from behind the curtain.

"Let him in."

The guards exchanged glances, and though reluctant, they withdrew their hands and stepped aside to make way.

Lin Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and stepped into the red curtain.

The world behind the curtain was much quieter and more luxurious than the market outside.

This is a circular arena-like space with a three-meter-high circular stone platform in the center, surrounded by tiered seating for about twenty or thirty people.

These people are the real core players in the black market.

Each person's aura was unfathomable, and the lowest level of sin above their head was five digits.

In the very center of the stone platform sat a gaunt old man dressed in a Tang suit, the very man who had spoken earlier.

Before him sat a rosewood table, on which lay a bronze box encased in numerous traps.

"Mr. Lone Wolf, I've long admired your name."

The old man squinted as he sized up Lin Chen.

"Since you're here to cause trouble, you must have heard about our rules."

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the bronze box.

"A risky gamble to find a treasure."

He uttered four words.

"Within three minutes, determine the authenticity of the treasure and disarm all mechanisms."

"Success! The treasure is yours."

"Failure, death by poisoning on the spot."

"That's right."

The old man smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Your three previous challengers were all top experts in their respective fields. Unfortunately, their bodies are still warm."

He pointed to the three black body bags below the stone platform.

A cruel smile appeared on Lin-Lone Wolf-Chen's face.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, do they even dare to compare themselves to me?"

He stepped onto the stone platform and walked directly to the rosewood table.

"Let's get started, I'm in a hurry."

All eyes in the room instantly focused on them, filled with scrutiny, curiosity, and a hint of cruel schadenfreude.

A glint flashed in the old man's eyes as he pressed a timer on the table.

"Three minutes, begin."

A transparent glass dome descended from the sky, enveloping Lin Chen and the entire stone platform. At the top of the glass dome was a pipe through which flowed a highly toxic green gas, ready to be injected at any time.

Everyone assumed that Lin Chen would immediately begin studying the complex bronze combination lock box.

The box was covered with ancient kui dragon patterns, and had three rotating password rings on the side, engraved with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

The box was so tightly sealed that its internal structure was completely invisible.

However, Lin Chen's actions surprised everyone.

He didn't even look at the combination lock.

He even closed his eyes.

He held the unlit cigar in his mouth, and gently, tenderly, placed his right hand on the top of the bronze box, his five fingers tracing the cold surface of the box slowly like a lover caressing skin.

[Divine Treasure Appraisal], now open!

[God-level Physics Mastery], now unlocked!

The perception of [God-level Microscopic Carving/Forgery] is activated!

Three god-level skills activated simultaneously!

In a second, the material, age, and internal structure of the bronze box instantly formed a complete three-dimensional image in Lin Chen's mind.

"Material: Early Warring States Period bronze; Craftsmanship: Lost-wax casting; Internal artifacts: Han Dynasty blood jade pendant, Hetian jade, made by soaking in the heart blood of a condemned prisoner for forty-nine days, imbued with intense resentment; Value: Three million US dollars."

"Mechanical structure: three nested layers."

"The first layer is a combination lock based on the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, which is linked to the box lid."

"The second layer is a mercury counterweight balance bar located at the bottom of the box. Once the box tilts more than 15 degrees, the mercury flow will trigger the poison needles."

"The third layer, the core killing move, is a sonic vibration trigger connected to a poison gas valve, hidden in a compartment inside the lid. Once the combination lock is forcibly broken, or the frequency of the sound from turning the combination ring exceeds a certain threshold, the poison gas will be released immediately."

This is a doomed situation.

Whether you're a lock-picking expert or a treasure-hunting master, if you follow conventional thinking, you're doomed.

But Lin Chen never follows the conventional path.

The entire audience held their breath, watching the "lone wolf" with its eyes closed and motionless, as eight seconds had already passed on the timer.

"What is he doing? Is he asleep?"

"I think he's just here to die!"

Right at the ninth second!

Lin Chen's eyes snapped open!

He did not touch the combination ring.

His right hand remained on the lid, but his index finger tapped the lid three times very lightly and quickly at a frequency that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Three soft sounds.

This isn't random knocking.

This is a perfect combination of the "inch punch" from the [Grandmaster-level Fighting Mastery] and the [God-level Physics Mastery]!

Each strike generates a weak vibration wave of a specific frequency that precisely penetrates the bronze outer shell and acts on the cantilever of the sound wave vibration trigger, which is thinner than a hair, in the inner layer.

The first step is to induce resonance in the cantilever.

The second time, at the moment the resonance reaches its peak, a reverse force is applied to counteract its rebound.

The third impact, a clever lateral strike, caused the cantilever to break at the connection point!

The entire process took 0.3 seconds!

He silently neutralized the most deadly poison gas trap with just three fingers!

After doing all this, Lin Chen slowly stretched out his left hand and casually flicked the three-ring combination lock a few times, as if playing with a toy.

Click!

A crisp unlocking sound rang out.

The lid of the bronze box popped open.

A jade pendant, entirely blood red and radiating an eerie luster, lay quietly on black silk.

The timer is frozen at 2 minutes and 50 seconds.

From the moment Lin Chen closed his eyes to the moment the box opened.

Exactly ten seconds!

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the man with a cigar on the stone platform, as if frozen in place.

Ten seconds!

They broke through a deadly trap that had already killed three top experts!

This...this is not something a human could do!

This is a miracle!

The smile on the gaunt old man's face froze completely, replaced by an unprecedented shock and horror.

Lin Chen picked up the blood jade, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it back onto the table like trash.

He spoke coldly in a hoarse voice.

"The Song Dynasty's imitation of Western Zhou craftsmanship is made of fine jade, but unfortunately, the patina was created by soaking the jade in human blood, which is considered extremely evil and reduces its value by half."

"Using this kind of stuff as a prize?"

"Your venue is too small."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Sir, please wait!"

The elderly man in the Tang suit suddenly stood up, his attitude completely changing.

The previous scrutiny and disdain vanished without a trace, replaced by an almost obsequious respect.

He walked quickly to Lin Chen and bowed deeply.

"I was blind and did not recognize your greatness, and I have slighted Mr. Lone Wolf."

"Our boss wants to see you. Please come in!"

He turned to the side and pointed to a more secluded door at the back of the arena, crafted from a single piece of obsidian.

Beneath the hideous scar, a subtle, unnoticed smile curved the corners of Lin Chen's lips.

The plan to infiltrate the enemy was a complete success.