The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

At this moment, in a Jiuli base in Yunshang Province.

In Wu You's small courtyard.

The afternoon sun lazily shone down, warming the entire courtyard. A few unidentified blades of grass in the corner drooped in the sun, and an ant occasionally scurried across the stone path before disappearing into the cracks.

A small black cat, pure black all over and small in size, was lying on the stone slab in the middle of the yard. Its four little paws were tucked under its body, its tail was wrapped around its side, and the whole cat was curled up into a fluffy black ball.

It's sunbathing.

The sunlight fell on its black fur, giving the black a slightly warm glow, with even a faint golden halo around the edges.

But if someone gets closer and looks closely, they will notice something strange: its eyes are constantly switching between deep blue and gold.

"What do you mean he's your god?"

A mature, husky female voice emerged from it.

"You unfilial son!"

"I am your ancestor, your god, okay?!"

"What?"

"He saved you, yet he's still protecting you?"

At this point, the hoarse female voice paused.

First, there was a brief silence, then a long sigh.

"never mind."

"It's because I'm useless."

After a while.

The hoarse female voice rang out again.

"What danger are you afraid he'll encounter? I'm more afraid than you are!"

"He has the methods left behind by Youlan, so he won't die so easily. Don't worry."

"Okay, okay."

then.

The little black cat's eyes twitched suddenly, then steadily switched back to their original deep blue.

It rolled over.

The black sphere, which had been curled up, stretched out, its four little paws pointing upwards, revealing its furry belly, and continued to lazily bask in the sun.

Meanwhile, the city of Dayun was nothing like the leisurely and peaceful place where the little black cat lived.

"Zhao Gang, male, ID number XXXXXX, come with us."

A young man wearing a plaid shirt and glasses, who looked like a programmer, stood up from his workstation, his face as white as paper.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but after looking at the group of people in black trench coats with expressionless faces in front of him, he wisely swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He obediently stretched out his hands, wrists together, palms facing up.

The man in the black trench coat standing next to him took a pair of specially made handcuffs from his waist and snapped them onto his wrists.

The handcuffs weren't made of ordinary metal, but of a special matte black material with faint energy patterns flowing across them.

"Let's go."

The man in the black trench coat spoke without any emotion.

With his head down, Zhao Gang walked out of the office step by step, sandwiched between two people.

His colleagues behind him looked at each other, none of them daring to ask a question.

Another street corner.

"Ah, Sir."

"I have a friend who works for the Investigation Bureau, and I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

The leader, dressed in a black trench coat, stared at him expressionlessly, took out his phone from his pocket, tapped a few times, and displayed lines of densely packed information on the screen.

"It doesn't matter who your friend is, just come with us." The leader in the black trench coat put away his phone, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

The smile on that person's face froze instantly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but seeing the power fluctuations emanating from the several people in black trench coats around him, he quickly swallowed his words.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me!" He quickly raised his hands. "I'll leave, I'll leave! I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate fully!"

In addition, on a commercial street in District C of Dayun City, several men in black trench coats stopped a middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt and a large gold chain.

"Sir." The man with the big gold chain put his hands in his pockets. "I'm a member of the 'Fireworks' branch. All the ability users in our company are registered with the Investigation Bureau. We've gone through all the necessary procedures, including registration and annual inspections."

The leader in the black trench coat shook his head, his voice calm: "Please cooperate."

"Sir, I already told you I'm a member of 'Fireworks'—"

"Isn't this kind of harsh enforcement of the law a bit inappropriate?"

"How about this?" He took half a step forward, a strange confidence on his face. "You call the president of the 'Fireworks' branch in Dayun City. If he agrees, you can take me away, okay?"

The man in the black trench coat who was leading the group was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

He waved his hand; the gesture was small, but the meaning was very clear.

The men in black trench coats immediately sprang into action, instantly surrounding the man in the floral shirt and large gold chain, blocking all possible escape routes for him.

"Let's do it."

Upon seeing this, the big gold chain finally tore off its disguise completely.

His eyes changed instantly, and a green energy fluctuation suddenly emanated from his body.

Then, without saying a word, he turned and ran.

He ran quite fast, his feet barely touching the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he had already darted several meters away.

The man in the black trench coat, who was leading the group, shook his head as he watched the departing figure.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, his palm facing the back of the figure that was fleeing at high speed.

then.

A hand, as large as half a person and formed from red energy, flew out from the hand of the man in the black trench coat.

It moved as fast as a red lightning bolt, leaving a scorching trail in the air.

Before the big gold chain could even react, the large red hand slapped him down like a fly, sending him flying from mid-air into a concrete wall by the roadside.

With a muffled "boom," dust flew everywhere.

A radial depression appeared on the surface of the cement wall, with cracks spreading outward from the center.

The large gold chain was deeply embedded in the dent, making him look like a flattened painting.

By the time the group of people in black trench coats went over to check on him, he was already seriously injured.

But he remained defiant.

"You...you...just wait..." he stammered, coughing up blood, "The guild leader...will avenge me..."

The man in the black trench coat who was leading the group didn't even glance at him, and simply waved his hand.

Several men in black trench coats stepped forward and, as if prying a stone out of a wall, removed the large gold chain from a recess in the concrete wall, then put specially made matte black handcuffs on him.

"take away."

Meanwhile, some residents in nearby high-rise buildings also saw this scene through their windows.

"Holy crap!!!" A young man smoking on the balcony dropped his cigarette, nearly burning his crotch. He whirled around and yelled into the house, "Honey, come out and see the superpowered person!!!"

"Those guys in black trench coats look so cool!" From another window, a girl with a ponytail gripped the windowsill, her eyes sparkling. "They must be the legendary secret organization that protects the world!"

"Master! Your disciple is here!!!" From a window further away, a young man in a hoodie leaned halfway out, his voice filled with ecstasy and excitement.

But not a single person in a black trench coat looked up.

They did what they were supposed to do, took away those who were supposed to be taken, and then left without looking back.

After delivering the large gold chain to the nearest gathering point for ability users, the group in black trench coats turned and left for their next mission location.

The gathering point was already packed with people.

"Hey bro, what did you do wrong?" A young man in sportswear nudged a bespectacled, seemingly well-mannered man of similar age next to him with his shoulder.

"Huh? I didn't do anything wrong?" The bespectacled man pushed up his glasses, looking completely innocent. "I'm just an ordinary office worker, working nine to five every day, and I don't even dare to refuse overtime. What could I possibly have done?"

"So the Investigation Bureau brought us all here..." the man in the tracksuit asked in a low voice.

The bespectacled man shrugged, looking confused. "I don't know, I'll just follow orders."

At that moment, a fearless individual suddenly poked his head out from the crowd. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone around to hear: "Isn't the Investigation Bureau being a bit too domineering?"

He looked around, as if searching for like-minded comrades, and raised his voice a little higher: "How about we try to cause some chaos and then sneak away in the confusion? After all, there aren't many of them, and with so many of us, we can squeeze a few out, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, all the wild ability users around him turned to look at him, their eyes filled with shock.

Then, everyone silently distanced themselves from him.

Within a three-meter radius of him, a vacuum zone instantly formed, leaving him standing there all alone.

At that moment, someone nearby also saw the large gold chain that had just been carried in.

Big Gold Chain had already been lifted onto a makeshift stretcher. He was covered in dust, his floral shirt was tattered, and his face was covered in a mixture of cement dust and blood. Only his chest was still rising and falling slightly.

"Tsk tsk," someone in the crowd shook their head, "Whose general is this? He's so brave."

"Hiss—" Others gasped, "There really are people who aren't afraid of death..."

As everyone watched the large gold chain that had just been carried in, the atmosphere in the meeting point became even quieter.

At this moment, Wu You was hovering in mid-air, her long white hair fluttering gently in the wind at high altitude, her gaze behind her sunglasses overlooking the entire Dayun City.

Batch after batch of ability users, whether they had joined unofficial ability user organizations or not, were sent to various ability user gathering points.

The clean-up operation is progressing at an undeniable pace.

Meanwhile, in District A of Dayun City.

Amidst the towering buildings, a green figure is weaving through the crowd at a dazzling speed.

Lin Manteng, with her long green hair, was carrying her assistant and constantly flicking out vines from her hands.

The vine shot out from her palm, precisely wrapping around a protrusion on the building in front of her. Then, with a sudden pull, the two of them flew out like swings, tracing an arc in the air. Then she flung out another vine, swung again, and flew again.

She swung and darted between skyscrapers like Spider-Man, her movements looking somewhat clumsy, but her speed was anything but slow.

It was broad daylight, the sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight illuminated the entire city.

Her figure, constantly moving forward in the air, was witnessed by countless people from various angles.

But she couldn't care less about that anymore.

She didn't care if it violated the Bureau of Investigation's rules.

because.

"Lin Manteng! You can't escape!"

A deep voice came from behind her, like a persistent ghost, closely following her movements.

Upon hearing this sound, Lin Manteng gritted her teeth and quickened her movements.

"Damn it!"

"When did Li Liebiao break through to the seventh rank?!"