I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

For three consecutive days, Xu Lindong immersed himself in cultivation at home.

He absorbed and refined both bottles of Level 3 Extraordinary Potions, and with his diligent cultivation within the Tower of Babel, his essence, energy, and spirit rose to a level of 48.7.

The level-three potion was indeed powerful, boosting his spirit and energy by nearly 9 points, equivalent to the results of his more than ten days of arduous training.

However, if you do the math, a single bottle of level 3 medicine costs over 30,000 yuan, and two bottles cost over 60,000 yuan, but it only saves you about ten days.

To outsiders, this kind of "cost-effectiveness" might not seem like a good deal.

But this only further highlights the Tower of Babel's extraordinary nature.

"Cultivating inside the tower is almost equivalent to me taking a level four potion every day... Once I leave the tower, my cultivation speed will drop by seven times."

"Although the extraordinary potion can speed things up, it's not cost-effective for me in terms of efficiency."

However, for ordinary people, it can save several times the time, making it a valuable resource.

Inside the room, Xu Lindong felt the extraordinary power surging within his body, and he felt no sense of wasting it.

How can it be considered a waste to expend energy on oneself? At least one's strength has increased.

Along with the improvement in his spirit and energy, there was an extraordinary power within him that was constantly gathering and growing stronger.

If we use a more colloquial analogy from martial arts novels, the extraordinary power generated by cultivating essence, energy, and spirit is like internal energy.

The different abilities granted by the sequence are like different martial arts moves.

The more profound one's internal energy, the more ferocious one's moves become, and the longer they can be performed.

"With my current strength, if I were to use the Vessel God's Descent technique again, the success rate should increase considerably..."

With a change of heart, Xu Lindong's consciousness once again sank into the Tower of Babel.

Inside the Heavenly Dao room, he held his breath and repeatedly urged the Kitchen God to descend.

Seven attempts were made, but the flame failed to take perfect shape.

Until the eighth time...

boom!

A crimson fire suddenly erupted from Xu Lindong's body, the flames shooting into the sky and completely engulfing him.

His eyes blazed with a fiery golden-red light in that instant, and his hair stood on end, as if it were formed from pure flames, pulsating violently with the heat, like a god of fire stepping out of the hearth.

The room was instantly illuminated, and waves of heat surged through it.

The extraordinary power within his body was rapidly drained.

Surrounded by these raging flames, Xu Lindong felt that every move he made could draw upon the fiery currents.

Its powerful protective force and scorching aura merged into one, as if it had transformed into a deity who wielded the hearth fire.

A surge of intense excitement and exhilaration rose from the depths of his heart.

"Finally done... Even if I'm not proficient yet, I can just practice more in the future."

His eyes were filled with excitement.

If he can master this technique, he will have a stronger ability to protect himself even if he falls into the same dangerous evil field as before.

Nowadays, he has mastered almost all of the most mainstream abilities of the Kitchen God, except for the Kitchen God's non-combat core ability, "Reporting Blessings".

To master this skill, which is jokingly referred to as "tattling," one must...

One needs to delve into the classics concerning the authority of the Kitchen God and deepen one's understanding of the reporting format in order to gradually comprehend it.

"Take your time!"

At this point, he had exhausted himself and could not maintain his condition for long, so he quickly left the Tower of Babel.

After meditating in the room for more than two hours, he recovered a significant amount of his extraordinary power.

Xu Lindong glanced at the time on his phone.

It was already 4 PM on Saturday.

He then remembered that tonight was the night Lu Qian was hosting a celebratory banquet at the Dongxing Hotel.

"I almost overdid it with my cultivation and almost forgot about the important matter."

Xu Lindong immediately got up, quickly went into the bathroom to wash up, changed into a neat set of clothes, and prepared to go out.

"After being cooped up at home for days, you come out and immediately take a shower and dress so smartly."

Yi Qianxun, wearing a face mask, walked out of the opposite room, glanced at him, and asked, "Getting ready for a date?"

There was no one else at home at the moment. She had sensed for the past few days that Xu Lindong had been cultivating behind closed doors, and his aura had become noticeably stronger.

Xu Lindong turned around and smiled, "It's a team celebration banquet, hosted by Captain Lu, at the Dongxing Hotel. We'll head back after we finish eating."

"Okay, drink less. I don't want to be serving drunkards in the middle of the night."

Yi Qianxun lazily nestled into the sofa, flipping through a comic book, but her gaze secretly followed his back. She added, "I finished the two bottles of extraordinary potion you gave me. I had my energy tested at the institute yesterday, and my spirit level is now 18."

Xu Lindong paused, turning to look at her: "Then we should prepare the extraordinary materials for your advancement. Are you still choosing the human path?"

"Um."

Yi Qianxun nodded, "I work in the Command Center and come into contact with many people, so taking a humanitarian approach is the most suitable."

As for extraordinary materials... thanks to you, I went with you to Qinglong Temple last time to audit a mission, and our institute counted some of the credit for it.

"Let's accumulate more merits, and once our energy and morale are restored, we should have enough to exchange for it."

"it is good."

Xu Lindong responded with a sound of agreement, swallowing back the words he was about to say, "I will also keep an eye out for you."

Yi Qianxun has always had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and she certainly wouldn't want him to be distracted by this matter.

Some plans are best left unsaid; we just need to understand each other.

...

After leaving home.

Xu Lindong took a taxi and soon arrived at the Dongxing Hotel.

As one of the few luxury hotels in the western district of Jiangcheng, this area is extremely valuable.

Surrounded by towering buildings and flashing neon lights, business elites hurry by, young college students shuttle among them, and cars flow like a river, creating a bustling and prosperous atmosphere.

Although Xu Lindong got out of a taxi, he still looked young and had a student-like appearance.

But the greeter at the door had sharp eyes. After scanning his calm demeanor and the barely perceptible competence, she did not dare to be negligent and still respectfully opened the hotel door.

"The captain said it's in a private room at Shan Hai Ge."

Xu Lindong looked around, casually beckoned a greeter, told him the reserved private room, and calmly followed him there.

Although it was his first time visiting this magnificent hotel, he was completely at ease, as his energy and spirit far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Even though many people here have extraordinary energy and spirit, there are still very few who are truly extraordinary.

The confidence that comes from wielding extraordinary power is like a powerful aura, allowing him to walk confidently through this luxurious hotel even though he is penniless.

Of course, the main reason is that he wasn't treating everyone today.

However, just after turning the corner of the corridor, the door to a luxurious private room next to them was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A young and beautiful girl rushed out in a panic. Seeing Xu Lindong passing by, she lunged at him without thinking, her voice trembling:

"Handsome guy, please help me!"

Xu Lindong paused, stepping aside to avoid her grabbing hand. He frowned at the unfamiliar face filled with panic, then pointed to the equally stunned greeter beside him:

"If you need anything, contact him; he works at the hotel."

The stranger was taken aback, and her gaze immediately turned to the greeter.

Just as the greeter was about to explain, a handsome young man with a gloomy look in his eyes suddenly walked out of the opposite private room and started cursing at them:

"Get lost! Stop meddling in my business."

Xu Lindong paused, somewhat surprised.

The greeter turned pale upon seeing the newcomer and hurriedly bowed, saying, "Young Master Lin, I'm so sorry..."

He recognized the man; he was Lin Xiao, the son of the major shareholder of the Dongxing Hotel.

He was inwardly groaning, but dared not offend anyone.

Xu Lindong glanced at the young man indifferently.

"Show some respect."

He said calmly, "I have no interest in getting involved in your dirty business."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Lin Xiao roared, pointing a finger, "What did you say? Stop right there and apologize before you leave!"

Xu Lindong stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't because of that rebuke, but because he had already sensed Lu Qian's presence through his spiritual perception.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that something was off about the two of them.

He suddenly turned around and strode towards Lin Xiao.

"Give me the answer..."

Before Lin Xiao could finish speaking, Xu Lindong was already in front of him, and suddenly pulled out his hand.

"I'll wipe your nosebleed!"

Snapped!

A sharp, resounding slap echoed across the face.

The force of the slap was so great that Lin Xiao was knocked to the side, his head slamming against the door frame of the private room with a "thud".

"I told you."

Xu Lindong stood there with his hands at his sides, his tone indifferent, "Show some respect."

"Don't hit him!"

Upon seeing this, the stranger's face turned pale, as if she had just woken from a dream. She suddenly rushed forward and tried to grab Xu Lindong's arm.

Xu Lindong frowned slightly, dodging the woman's outstretched hand, and without even looking at it, swung his hand back.

Snapped!

The woman screamed and was slapped to the ground, a bright red finger mark instantly appearing on her exquisitely made-up face.

"It really takes two to tango."

Xu Lindong glanced at the two people lying on the ground and frowned.

While he is humble and easy to talk to in front of his colleagues and family, it doesn't mean he's easy to talk to everyone.

"This...this..."

The greeter standing to the side was completely dumbfounded, his legs went weak, and cold sweat seeped from his back.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached, and the hotel manager, hearing the commotion, rushed over.

His face turned pale as soon as he saw Lin Xiao, who was clinging to the door frame in a disheveled state with a swollen face, and he quickened his pace.

Just as he was about to speak, Xu Lindong calmly took out a dark-colored ID card.

The hotel manager's expression froze the moment his eyes fell on the "Divine Bureau" emblem on the cover.

He was clearly professionally trained and knew all too well what the certificate meant.

That represents the true enforcers of order in Jiangcheng, someone that the vast majority of ordinary people cannot afford to offend.

He immediately pretended not to see Lin Xiao, bowing and scraping to Xu Lindong, "Officer, I'm the hotel manager. What's going on here? Do you need our cooperation in the investigation?"

Seeing the hotel manager immediately bow and nod, gesturing for full cooperation, Xu Lindong couldn't help but secretly admire the other party's good judgment.

He casually waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's just a misunderstanding. I think this gentleman may have had too much to drink. Go and help him up."

Upon seeing this, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to help Lin Xiao up.

Xu Lindong's gaze remained fixed on Lin Xiao, then drifted towards the depths of the private room behind him.

Reality is rarely as absurd as fiction.

He had actually sensed something was wrong a long time ago; the behavior of the "Young Master Lin" opposite him was too abnormal.

Judging from the person's clothing, demeanor, and the occasion, this person's identity is clearly extraordinary, especially considering it's a place like the Dongxing Hotel.

Unless he had just argued with this young woman and was in a fit of anger, he wouldn't have acted so irrationally.

This is, after all, a world of mystical beings, and the rich should understand the principle that there are always people more capable than oneself.

Moreover, during their brief encounter, Xu Lindong had already sensed that the other party's energy and spirit were not weak, probably comparable to Xiao Qing's.

Among Jiangnan University's graduating students, he is considered top-tier, and his understanding should be quite good.

What truly made him feel uneasy and certain that something was strange was something else entirely.

Just as he approached the private room, the Tower of Babel at his neck stirred slightly for a moment...

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