Global wonders have descended, and only I possess the treasure-hunting radar.

Name: Wang Yan

[Physical Fitness: 17]

【Strength: 17】

【Spirit: 17】

【Speed: 17】

Wang Yan looked at the data on the panel and was in a good mood.

The four attributes appear to be 17 points, but with the system's support, they are actually 34 points.

And that doesn't even include the bonus from rare items.

If you take into account the 10x bonus from the Seven Deadly Sins Mask, it becomes truly terrifying.

Wang Yan was confident that he could kill four S-class Calamities with his bare hands!

Qian Tiezhu and the other two came out quickly.

The group set off according to the address of Wannian Village shown on the navigation.

At first, there were still normal roads.

The further you go, the narrower the road becomes.

Navigation also started to become unstable.

Qian Tiezhu sat in the car, his hands clenched tightly.

When the car reached a fork in the road, he finally spoke.

"It can't be opened anymore."

As she drove, she glanced at him.

Qian Tiezhu pointed to a path covered with weeds on the right.

"The car can't go up the road behind, we have to walk."

Except for Qian Tiezhu, no one else in the car moved.

They looked at Wang Yan.

For them, Wang Yan was the temporary commander of this operation, and he was the only person they could trust.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Wang Yan said, "Why are you all looking at me? Come with him."

The management team immediately got out of the vehicle and began distributing equipment.

Lu Mingzhou and Jiang Li also got out of the car.

Qian Tiezhu walked at the very front.

He didn't explain further, he just led the way.

The mountain road was steep and narrow.

After walking for a while, Wang Yan's system radar suddenly lit up.

[A Class A artifact detected: Everlasting Oil Lamp.]

[A Class B Rare Item Detected: Longevity-Suppressing Copper Bell.]

[A Class C artifact has been detected: the Gate Stele.]

[A Class C artifact has been detected: the Guiding Incense Burner.]

【…】

A series of notifications flashed by.

Wang Yan was somewhat shocked.

There are more than a dozen strange objects within a five-kilometer radius?!

The strange object is not a roadside stone.

Even with radar on, Wang Yan couldn't just walk a few steps and bump into the weapon wielder.

How did such a strange thing come from an ordinary town hidden in the mountains?

Thinking of this, Wang Yan asked, "Qian Tiezhu, how many weapon-wielding people like you are there in your town?"

Qian Tiezhu thought for a moment.

"Seventeen or eighteen."

One of the team members from the Administration Bureau couldn't help but exclaim, "Seventeen or eighteen weapon wielders in one town? Are you kidding me!"

"Do you think this strange object is like a cabbage?"

Qian Tiezhu lowered his head.

"We didn't find it ourselves; we bought it from a peddler."

"A peddler?"

"Yes, it's the calamity that captured Lu Mingzhou and the others. It's very powerful. Even our Lady of Fortune and Longevity doesn't dare to act recklessly in front of it."

The Peddler is an SS-rank individual, possessing a domain of calamity?!

Wang Yan speculated in his mind.

Wang Yan asked, "How did you trade? Did you exchange longevity fruits?"

Qian Tiezhu nodded.

"A longevity fruit that extends lifespan by five years can be exchanged for an F-grade rare item."

"Extend its lifespan by ten years, upgrade to Grade E; fifty years, upgrade to Grade D; one hundred years, upgrade to Grade C..."

Wang Yan did some mental calculations.

Within the radar range, there is already one Class B, three Class C, eight Class E, and five Class F.

These rare items alone, when converted into longevity fruits, amount to 605 years.

This doesn't even include those items that have already been used, hidden, or are beyond radar range.

605.

This is not a small number.

It's unknown how many people were sacrificed to obtain it.

Wang Yan continued, "How is the production of Longevity Fruit?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Tiezhu slowed his pace, seemingly unwilling to discuss the topic.

The leader of the bureau's squad said coldly, "I'm asking you a question."

Qian Tiezhu then whispered, "A single weapon wielder can produce a maximum of eight five-year longevity fruits."

"An ordinary person can have a maximum of five five-year life fruits."

"Children under ten years old can be produced in larger numbers..."

"Children?! You won't even spare children?"

No sooner had Qian Tiezhu finished speaking than a young member of the team rushed up and grabbed Qian Tiezhu by the collar.

Qian Tiezhu did not resist.

His eyes were red.

"I didn't do it. It was all done by those bastards led by Qian Shoushan. I didn't want to either."

The young players still wanted to speak.

Wang Yan spoke.

"Let go."

The young team member was taken aback, but after glancing at Wang Yan's cold face, he trembled all over.

He immediately released Qian Tiezhu.

Wang Yan looked at Qian Tiezhu.

"Were those offerings bought from the peddler?"

Qian Tiezhu straightened his collar and lowered his voice.

"Most ordinary people are bought from human traffickers."

"Those who carry the tools mostly buy them from peddlers."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the management team members grew increasingly grim.

After walking for another twenty minutes or so, a stone gate appeared at the end of the mountain path.

The stone gate is not high.

A black stone tablet stands nearby.

There are three characters engraved on the stele.

Changsheng Town.

Qian Tiezhu stopped in his tracks.

"The town entrance is just ahead, and that monument is a rare artifact."

"Without the townspeople to guide them, strangers who approach will be attacked; the attack is very powerful."

Wang Yan looked at the monument.

A system prompt appeared.

[A Class C artifact has been detected: the Gate Stele]

"Is this the only exit from the town?" Wang Yan asked.

Qian Tiezhu nodded.

"Everywhere else is mountains and cliffs; the only way to escape is from here."

"That's simple. You guys just guard the exit, block the area, and don't let anyone escape before I come out."

Wang Yan pointed to the management bureau's team.

The leader of the management team didn't say much, but just nodded repeatedly.

He knew the strength of the powerful figure in front of him.

They'd only be a hindrance if they went in.

Then Wang Yan put on the Seven Deadly Sins Mask.

A powerful force surged into his body.

He then took out the Pale Sword.

Pale clones appeared one after another beside him.

Wang Yan stopped after counting to about one hundred.

Pale figures stood along the mountain road in front of the town.

Lu Mingzhou and Jiang Li were stunned on the spot.

Qian Tiezhu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Wang Yan looked at Lu Mingzhou and Jiang Li.

"Follow my clone to the cellar to rescue them."

"No need to fight, just keep the survivors calm."

Lu Mingzhou and the other person nodded subconsciously.

Wang Yan then looked at Qian Tiezhu.

"Come with me to the Fushou Temple that you mentioned produces longevity fruit."

Qian Tiezhu swallowed hard.

"Wang Yan, are you sure you're going in alone?"

"The Goddess of Fortune and Longevity is incredibly powerful! Moreover, there is one weapon wielder who controls a B-grade artifact, and several C-grade weapon wielders as well."

Lu Mingzhou couldn't help but say, "Why don't we let the people from the Administration Bureau go in together? At least we'd have someone to look out for us."

Someone in the team chuckled.

"Look after? Do you know who's standing in front of you?"

Another team member chimed in.

"The battle at the old Jiangdong subway station was a direct confrontation that crushed the city-level disaster boss, Wang Yan."

"Just a few days after registering, I was promoted by headquarters to S-level prospective weapon handler."

"If we go in, we might even get some special treatment from the big boss."

Qian Tiezhu and the other two were all stunned.

They knew Wang Yanqiang.

But I never expected Wang Yan's reputation to be so powerful.

S-level prospective weapon handler.

As soon as he said those words, Qian Tiezhu felt his legs go weak.

Wang Yan did not let them continue speaking.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's all try to go home tonight."

After saying that, he walked directly towards the [Street Gate Stele].

A black sheen appeared on the surface of the stone tablet.

A phantom-like figure, resembling a threshold, blocked Wang Yan's path.

The next second, Wang Yan slammed down with his fist.

With a loud bang.

The stone tablet split in the middle.

Before the phantom could take shape, it shattered into a pile of black ash.

Deep inside the town, a weapon-wielder hiding in a house suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He didn't even have time to scream before his neck tilted to the side and he died on the spot.

Upon seeing this, his companions immediately sounded the alarm.

"Someone has vandalized the gate plaque! All personnel on high alert!"

Wang Yan ignored it.

He raised his hand and waved.

One hundred pale clones simultaneously dispersed.

They advanced along the edge of Changsheng Town.

Wang Yan's order was very simple.

Those who resist, kill!

Those who are guilty, kill!

Qian Tiezhu stood behind Wang Yan, watching the clones disappear into the alleyway.

I felt a chill run down my spine.

The man in front of me was like a killer.

On the other side, Lu Mingzhou and Jiang Li followed a group of pale clones straight to the cellar.

Outside the cellar, two guards were smoking.

"It's almost time to distribute the longevity fruits. I wonder if we'll get any this time."

"They're definitely gone. They let two weapon wielders escape; they're lucky they weren't punished... Who's there!"

One of the guards spoke, then suddenly became alert.

However, they laughed when they saw Lu Mingzhou's face.

"Hahaha! So it's you two pigs! But you didn't even escape the town?! That's lucky for us brothers."

One of them reached for the short knife at his waist, while the other grabbed the wooden plaque in his hand.

Just as they were about to step forward, they discovered a pale figure appearing in front of them.

The two swords fell.

They could see their own bodies!

The two heads rolled to the ground.

Two F-grade artifacts subsequently fell to the ground.

Lu Mingzhou, watching from behind, felt a chill run down his spine.

"This strength is only for a clone?"

Jiang Li's voice was strained.

"If even a clone can instantly kill a weapon wielder, just how strong must the original body be?"

The pale clone ignored the two, collected the fallen artifact, and went down into the cellar.

Clang!

They cleaved open the cellar door in one swift motion.

Those inside huddled together upon seeing this.

She was so scared that she didn't even dare to cry out loud.

Lu Mingzhou rushed in.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Xiao Lu!"

Jiang Li shouted, "We're back to save you!"

A middle-aged man tied to the wall raised his head.

When he saw Lu Mingzhou, he couldn't believe it at first, and then tears streamed down his face.

"You actually managed to bring them back."

Lu Mingzhou gritted his teeth and helped him untie the rope.

"right."

Suppressed sobs soon rose from the cellar.

Some people clung to their companions, refusing to let go.

Some people knelt on the ground, repeatedly calling out the names of their family members.

As a woman was helped out, she looked up at the night sky and suddenly broke down.

"If only it had been earlier, if only it had been earlier, Ling'er wouldn't have been dragged away."

Jiang Li helped her up.

"Who is Ling'er?"

The woman grabbed Jiang Li's sleeve.

My daughter is only eight years old.

"They say it works better on children."

Jiang Li's eyes immediately reddened.

Lu Mingzhou also clenched his fist.

The pale clone beside him had already turned around.

They cannot understand sadness.

But they knew Wang Yan's orders.

Rescue people.

Kill those who block your way.