I logged into the God panel.

"Second-level protection has been implemented."

Police station, Commissioner's office.

The policewoman led Lu Daosheng to sit down and poured the pale-faced, trembling little boy a glass of iced cola.

"Are you alright?" she asked with concern.

The boy was curled up, seemingly in a state of extreme terror, his face pale, his eyes wide open, and he did not answer.

The assistant and the director both sighed softly.

He's still just a child.

fortunately.....

The chief's face darkened. How much public outcry would it cause if a child were shot dead in front of the police station?

Unbelievable.

"Little one," he stepped forward, squatted down, and asked softly, "Has your family offended anyone recently? Have your parents had any arguments with anyone?"

Lu Daosheng, looking timid, shook his head, then nodded:

"High, so high and bright..."

The director frowned.

Lu Daosheng stammered on as he continued:

"Dad said that Gao Yuanliang's father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce in the Southern District. He used to make his fortune through some kind of shady dealings, which is very dangerous..."

The policewoman spoke softly:

"Chief, it does seem quite possible?"

She immediately clenched her fists and spoke bitterly:

"Is Gao Chong insane? To attack a child!"

The director and his assistant exchanged a glance, and at that moment they roughly guessed the reason.

The former sighed:

"What I'm worried about now is Tianyang and the others. Tianyang is alright, he's well-trained, but his wife and daughter..."

The boy then spoke timidly again:

"Uncle, my sister and I just passed the spiritual test at White Elephant Academy this morning. My sister should already be at White Elephant Academy by now."

The three of them were all taken aback.

"A spiritual test?" The chief looked at the boy with surprise, but ultimately asked nothing. "Don't worry, you'll be safe at the police station..."

The boy's eyebrows twitched:

"Yes! Thank you, Uncle..."

As he spoke, he seemed to relax a bit, leaning forward to reach for the iced cola on the table.

It was at this very second.

"Bang!!"

The glass in the director's office suddenly shattered.

A bullet struck the spot where the boy's head had been before he leaned forward, creating a fist-sized gash in the wall!

The deafening gunfire arrived late.

"East!" the director roared.

The female police officer forcefully overturned the sofa and coffee table, pulling the boy behind them to hide. The boy seemed frightened and stumbled as he ran away.

next second.

boom! !

This time, however, the glass on the west side shattered, and another bullet grazed the boy.

"The spirit world!" the chief roared. "It's a spirit world jump... Take this child to the safe house!"

The policewoman scrambled to her feet, grabbed the trembling boy, and held him protectively in her arms before heading out of the house.

And at this very moment.

Everything around him, or rather the whole world, seemed to slow down by two times in Lu Daosheng's eyes.

He wasn't actually panicked; he was highly focused and silently sensing everything.

This very second.

A sharp pain shot through my right temple again.

Lu Daosheng's pupils contracted; he was being held... and couldn't escape.

His mental energy surged forth, and with the help of [Extreme Speed] and [Time Slow], he barely managed to catch the incoming bullet and slightly raised it.

The bullet grazed my scalp again.

In just this short time,

The female police officer had already carried the boy out of the office and, amidst the chaos, arrived at the safe house located underground.

*Thump!*

The door to the safe house slammed shut, and the chief, assistant, and female police officer breathed a sigh of relief, followed by heavy breathing.

"A superhuman capable of repeatedly leaping between spirit realms in a short period of time..."

The director leaned against the wall, about to light a cigarette, but after glancing at the trembling boy, he put the cigarette back.

He murmured:

"He's probably a mid-level fighter or priest."

The female police officer and the assistant chief both changed their expressions.

"Report this to the four major churches immediately," the director ordered. "Request the implementation of the regulations governing the management of extraordinary individuals."

"Yes!" The assistant nodded and hurriedly left.

The director's face darkened:

"I'm going to see the district chief. Xiao Chen, you try to contact Officer Lu... and get some snacks for the kids."

"Yes, Chief!"

After watching the chief hurriedly leave, the policewoman knelt down and gently comforted the clearly frightened little boy before saying:

"I'll go get you some snacks. You can rest here by yourself for a while, don't be afraid."

The boy nodded timidly.

moment.

When the policewoman returned with a bag of snacks, she found the boy already fast asleep, leaning against the sofa armrest.

She gently placed the snacks on the ground, sat down next to the boy, covered him with a blanket, and quietly watched over him.

Lu Daosheng's breathing became slower and slower, as if he had truly entered a deep sleep.

…………

The spirit world.

Gagarin walked in through the portal.

"Missed again!" he cursed, somewhat bewildered. He had clearly aimed correctly for the last shot...

Could it be that I'm really not suited to handling guns?

Gagarin glanced at the two grinning fighters beside him and snorted coldly:

"What are you laughing at? We're superhumans, we don't usually need firearms, is it so hard to understand if we missed?"

The long-haired fighter gloated:

"The shot outside the police station was one thing, but three shots were fired inside... This is likely to alarm the church knights."

"Just stay in the spirit world and don't go out," Gagarin said nonchalantly. "Even if a priest performs divination, the spirit world will disrupt the divination results. If you leave the spirit world after a day, the priest will no longer be able to divine the specifics."

As he spoke, he casually tossed the violin case containing the sniper rifle into the vortex of color, watching it disappear as it was submerged within.

Now, there's no physical evidence left.

"That little brat is quite slippery," Gagarin muttered to himself.

He and the other two fighters found a secluded spot away from the vortex of madness, sat cross-legged, lit a few candles to slightly alleviate the intrusive whispers, and then...

They started playing cards—the three of them actually had a fairly good personal relationship.

Gagarin didn't really use his strength when he beat up the two men earlier.

"Correct 3."

"I can't afford it."

"To K, the last one!"

During the card game, the long-haired fighter asked:

"I wonder if the other targets are dead or not... Judging by the timeline, it should be soon, right?"

Who knows?

Gagarin opened his mouth lazily:

"I refuse to believe that brat can stay in the police station forever..."

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. This was no longer about missions; he had failed repeatedly in his attempts to hunt down a ten-year-old child.

If the news gets out, I'll be finished.

"Royal Flush!" Gagarin threw down two cards, about to say something, when he seemed to sense something and looked to the side.

The other two fighters also turned their heads.

Within a hazy vortex of colors, a small figure seemed to be moving through it, its form light and airy... seemingly a spiritual entity.

The spiritual entity walked over.

It was a little boy, his body semi-transparent, but his features were still recognizable... It was that little imp who looked like an eel!!

Gagarin was taken aback and suddenly stood up:

"He's actually a superhuman?!"

He laughed, sensing no mental fluctuations... He was probably just a first-stage apprentice or scholar.

How dare he come to the spirit world all by himself?

"Holy crap!" the long-haired fighter exclaimed. "What incredible luck Gagarin has! His target actually came knocking on his door?"

He had completely given up at this point; the two of them together were no match for Gagarin, so there was no need to try and steal it.

"But Gagarin, killing the target here doesn't count as fulfilling the mission requirements... How did he get here?"

The three were taken aback. The boy had clearly seen them and even heard their conversation, yet he didn't run or flee as expected.

Instead, it moved quietly, almost floating.

This is a bit...weird.

The other two fighters also stood up, their brows furrowed.

"So you were the ones who fired the shot just now?"

Lu Daosheng smiled broadly, his body still in the police station's safe house.

"I'd like to ask, how is spirit jumping achieved? Is it possible for me to travel to other places in the real world through the spirit world?"

He asked the question very politely.

Gagarin and his two companions exchanged glances, their hearts sinking.

This kid's behavior is...so weird.

"That brat..."

Gagarin punched him, grinned maliciously, and the next moment...

In a fraction of a second, he stomped his left foot seven times with incredible speed, and then shot forward like a cannonball.

The two physical spiritual cores pulsed, their hearts pumping blood, their vital energy surging, and they fiercely grabbed at the spiritual entity!

The intense energy and blood on the apprenticeship path are both a tonic and a poison for spirits and ghosts.

"So fast!" Lu Daosheng clapped his hands in praise, his figure suddenly disappearing from the spot. Gagarin, who had missed his target, almost crashed into the vortex of colors.

A torrent of frantic babbling came rushing in, almost overwhelming him.

"Heh heh... Where did everyone go??"

Gagarin escaped the vortex of color, panting as he looked around, only to see the boy already appearing a hundred meters away.

"This guy's got a problem!" the long-haired fighter roared. "His speed... is too fast!"

Gagarin stomped his feet again, his body shooting out like a cannonball, his maximum speed already reaching twenty or thirty meters per second.

With the help of extraordinary skills, it nearly doubled in a short period of time!

The 100-meter distance was covered in just over two seconds!

The boy slowly backed away.

Gagarin sped off, but no matter how hard he tried, he was always just ten meters behind the boy... He couldn't catch up!

"Is this the limit of speed for a mid-level fighter?"

Lu Daosheng praised:

"Under extreme bursts of power, it can actually break the 50-meter-per-second barrier, which is even more impressive than I imagined... Is it because of extraordinary fighting techniques?"

"Unfortunately, it's still too slow."

"Too slow."

The boy suddenly accelerated, pulling away at a speed exceeding 100 meters per second, creating a gust of wind, and then vanished in an instant.

Gagarin stopped, breathing heavily.

Clearly, this technique, which allows one to break through their own speed limit in a short period of time, consumes a great deal of energy.

"Gagarin!"

Two other fighters caught up:

"Don't get carried away! Look around!"

Gagarin looked around and felt a chill run down his spine.