Swallowing the Stars: Starting with a Meteor Tear

Chapter 27 Tracking

The clouds kept piling up over the city, and the sky turned dark.

Zhou Yang's figure was like a nimble raccoon, moving nimbly through City 023.

He stayed as close to the building as possible, and occasionally even crossed through it.

With his mental powers, he can scan his surroundings and clearly determine whether there are any potential dangers ahead.

When encountering wandering monsters, he would try to avoid them or kill them directly with throwing knives to avoid causing a big commotion.

After advancing a certain distance, he would find a higher vantage point and carefully search it with his telescope.

"I vaguely remember that they went in this direction. It took about half an hour to settle Uncle Lei and Dad. They shouldn't have gone very far."

Zhou Yang has been tracking him for a long time.

Finally, during another thorough search using binoculars, four running figures were quickly spotted at the edge of the line of sight.

"Finally caught up!"

A cold look appeared on Zhou Yang's face.

After confirming the direction the group was heading, he quickly put away his binoculars and jumped out of the broken window.

As they approached the ground, they quickly channeled their mental energy into the alloy combat boots beneath their feet to slow their descent, ultimately landing with only a slight thud.

He found his direction and began to quickly chase after it.

At the same time, his mental power had already been released, constantly sweeping in all directions to avoid the wandering monsters.

Now that he is close to his target, he naturally needs to be more careful and avoid fighting as much as possible to avoid alerting the enemy.

"I need to take care of that sniper first. Once I eliminate this long-range threat, I can fly using my telekinesis and confidently contend with that War God-level expert!"

In an instant, he figured out his next plan.

He followed the four Japanese martial artists all the way, deliberately keeping his distance to avoid alerting them, and trying to pass through dense buildings as much as possible.

The four of them occasionally stopped to hunt some monsters as they traveled, but they did not escape Zhou Yang's pursuit.

However, the four of them stayed together the whole way, and he didn't find an opportunity for the sniper to be alone.

The sky gradually grew darker and darker.

"Boom!"

As a series of muffled claps of thunder sounded, silvery rain began to fall continuously from the sky.

"Wow! The weather here in Jiangnan Base City is awful; it's almost December and it's still raining!"

The group of Japanese warriors, who were on their way, complained and quickly disappeared into an abandoned residential building, seemingly preparing to spend the night there.

Zhou Yang, who was far behind, stopped following and turned into an office building next door.

After clearing out the monsters roaming the office building, he quickly went to the 13th floor, which faced the residential building where the Japanese warriors and others were located.

Then he took out his binoculars and carefully observed ahead, using the building as cover.

He quickly found the floor where those people were located.

A middle-aged man appeared at the sixth-floor window, looking at the raindrops falling outside with a worried expression.

It was the pale-faced middle-aged martial artist among the four.

Of the four men, only he was armed with a long staff. If I'm not mistaken, it was he who caused my father Zhou Yong's injury!

"You guys like to play? Then I'll play with you properly!"

Zhou Yang hid his body behind the wall and began to silently lie in wait.

At this moment, in the dilapidated residential building across the street,

The dark-faced middle-aged man walked up behind the pale-faced martial artist. He looked at the thick, inky clouds and said with a smile:

"Second brother, take a break, this rain isn't going to stop anytime soon."

Hearing his words, the pale-faced martial artist's worry deepened.

"Brother, that silver-horned rhinoceros is incredibly cunning. It tore apart and discarded the flesh containing the locator, and this rain has washed away all the traces it left behind. Our mission..."

"Hey, second brother, why are you so stubborn!"

The dark-faced middle-aged man quickly interrupted him, his gaze filled with disappointment and disappointment.

"We've already gained far more than the mission rewards by following Mr. Yamamoto this time. Why are you still worrying about this? If the mission fails, we'll just lose a few contribution points. What's there to worry about!"

"But."

The pale-faced martial artist glanced discreetly at the two people in the room out of the corner of his eye, then lightly tapped his finger to send a message to the dark-faced middle-aged man via his communication watch.

"Big brother, do you really think these two Japanese people are trustworthy? If word gets out about what we've done along the way, we can forget about ever returning to the base city."

The dark-faced middle-aged man glanced at the information on his watch, his expression unchanged, and quietly sent a reply with his fingers.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yamamoto and I are old friends. If we really can't stay in Jiangnan Base City, we can always go to South Asia with Mr. Yamamoto."

South Asia?

The pale-faced martial artist was startled. "Then, doesn't that mean the family has betrayed them?"

"Second brother, stop focusing solely on cultivation and use your brain!"

The dark-faced middle-aged man countered, "I'm asking you, you've been staying in the family, cultivating normally and carrying out missions, when will you break through to the War God level?"

"The chances are probably no more than 30%, bro. Why are you asking this?"

"Yes, you know that too!" The dark-faced middle-aged man's expression gradually turned cold as he quickly replied:

"My brother and I have limited talent. We've basically reached the limit as high-level warriors. Unless we get help from external forces, the chances of breaking through are slim."

However, family resources are limited and are prioritized for those outstanding direct descendants. For peripheral members like us, getting family assistance is extremely difficult, practically hopeless.

"What does Big Brother mean?" The pale-faced martial artist couldn't help but look at his older brother beside him, his expression slightly solemn.

The dark-faced middle-aged man nodded slightly and replied directly:

"Second brother, to tell you the truth, I have been in contact with Mr. Yamamoto for a long time. Over the years, I have provided them with some valuable information in exchange for some cultivation resources. Otherwise, do you think we have been able to cultivate to the advanced warrior level so smoothly?"

This time, Mr. Yamamoto formally invited me to join their organization. They had just gained control of a base city in South Asia and were short of manpower.

He promised to do everything in his power to help me apply to the organization for resources to break through to the God of War level. Otherwise, why would I have gone crazy with them these past few days? It was all to coax them into helping me get this opportunity!

"But, but..."

The pale-faced middle-aged man read his elder brother's message, still somewhat incredulous. "How could they be so kind as to provide us with resources to break through to the God of War level? Brother, you haven't been scammed, have you?"

"Being scammed? Not quite." A hint of helplessness appeared on the dark-faced middle-aged man's face. "Of course, they're not that kind either. To obtain this resource, you have to sign a contract to risk your life for them."

Time flew by and it was noon the next day. The light rain that had lasted all night finally stopped.

Led by the short, martial artist from the Sakura Kingdom, the group packed their gear and continued their journey.

Zhou Yang, who was hiding in an abandoned office building, noticed their movements and quietly followed them.

Not long after following them, the people in front seemed to have discovered something.

After observing and confirming the situation from their spot, the group suddenly accelerated and rushed off in one direction.

Zhou Yang's spirits lifted, and using the buildings for cover, he quickly followed behind them.

With the aid of his mental powers, he moved swiftly and almost silently.

After following for about half an hour, he faintly heard the sounds of battle ahead.

Zhou Yang quickly slipped into a tall office building next door, climbed up more than twenty floors along the fire escape, and then carefully took out his binoculars to look ahead.

About five kilometers away, on an abandoned street, the short-statured Japanese warrior was fiercely fighting a huge silver rhinoceros with a single horn.

The silver rhinoceros was seven or eight meters long, with a single, sharp horn, and its entire body was covered with a layer of hard, keratinous skin.

Even with the full force of a sword strike from the Sakura Kingdom warrior, he could only barely cleave through the skin. The resulting wound was negligible compared to the seven- or eight-meter-long size of the silver rhinoceros monster.

His attempts to attack the silver rhinoceros's weak points, such as its neck and eyes, were easily evaded by the silver rhinoceros.

"Li-san, you two come help me. Fujiwara-kun, find a good position and use the God-Slaying Bullet to harass and distract me!"

At his command, the three people beside him quickly sprang into action.

The two middle-aged martial artists from the Li family hunting team rushed forward quickly. Of course, they didn't dare to fight the Lord-level Silver Horned Rhinoceros directly. They just held their shields and made feints from the outside to distract the Silver Horned Rhinoceros and attract its attention.

Meanwhile, another young martial artist carrying a sniper rifle quickly slipped into a nearby building, found a suitable spot, and swiftly set up his sniper rifle.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yangzhuang, who was observing the scene from a distance with binoculars, immediately brightened up.

"A great opportunity!"

Based on recent comments and feedback, this part of the plot has been a bit jarring and made it difficult for readers to follow. I'll try my best to finish this part as soon as possible.

I welcome everyone's continued feedback and suggestions for improvement. I will carefully plan and continuously optimize the subsequent content. Thank you again for your constructive criticism and encouragement! *bows*

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