Ark Chess Player

The next second, in front of him, the girl with the shrewish demeanor of a female demon opened fire without saying a word.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Wenger's left index and middle fingers were shattered by the gun. He immediately knelt down, crying and clutching his bleeding left hand. The saying that the ten fingers are connected to the heart is no joke, because the human fingers have more nerve endings than other parts of the body, and the indescribable pain shot straight to the top of his head.

Lin Lu's face was ashen. He had originally planned to end this man with a single shot, but he had now changed his mind.

Do you know why I'm here?

"You, you are..."

Wenger endured the excruciating pain and fear; he had so many enemies that he couldn't even begin to name them all.

Putting aside everything else, in just the last two days, nearly ten wealthy young men have been killed.

"It's okay, take your time, there's plenty of time."

Lin Lu gave a cold laugh. He walked halfway around the office and came to his desk. He skillfully found a red button under the desk and pressed it firmly.

Wenger's lowered gaze followed Lin Lu's every move. When he saw that the female demon had actually found the switch to his secret room, he inwardly cried out in alarm, but dared not stand up. He knelt on the ground, covered in sweat, unsure whether it was from pain or guilt.

A faint sound came from inside; the whirring of machinery was clearly audible in the quiet room.

This luxurious office even contained a secret room, hidden in a rather secluded place, concealed by bookshelves. If Lin Lu didn't have his digitized spiritual domain as an aid, not only him, but perhaps only Wenger... and the designers at Thor Industries would know about this place.

Lin Lu could feel a wave of bloody energy rushing towards him simply by standing at the door.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Lu pressed the side lever of the Ark Driver and ejected the Sniper-class card.

Lin Lu decisively abruptly stopped his Knight piloting form because he didn't want Jessica to see what was about to happen. Not just Jessica, but he didn't want any of the Rhodes Island operators to know.

This is not something they should be aware of now; perhaps one day they will discover that there are things in this world more terrifying than death. But as long as Lin Lu lives, he will shield them from this darkness and prevent these things from happening around them.

Wenger stared in horror as the short girl standing in front of him suddenly transformed into a mysterious figure in a black robe. The temperature around him seemed to drop to below zero degrees Celsius, and even his breath condensed into mist. Perhaps this was not an illusion.

The other party slowly turned his head, his cobalt blue eyes, which were ten times more imposing than before, staring intently at Wenger.

Wenger felt as if he were being pricked with needles in his head. His head jerked back, and he tried to scream but couldn't make a sound. Blood flowed from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. It felt as if someone was choking him, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his neck bones cracking.

Wenger's entire body convulsed; the sound of bones cracking acted directly on his bone conduction, even more terrifying than auditory perception. His vision blurred, his oxygen-deprived brain began to hallucinate, and his consciousness descended into chaos.

"Humph!"

Lin Lu snorted coldly and stopped applying pressure with his spiritual domain, otherwise Wenger would suffer brain death in another minute.

Wenger collapsed to the ground, barely breathing, and looked like he was half-dead.

"I never expected that someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looks like a human being, would be so filthy and disgusting underneath."

Lin Lu said calmly. At the end of his line of sight, strands of long hair were tied up and hung on the railing of the secret room.

The headless Wenger, besides his fondness for collecting enemy heads, also had other targets for his hunt. These included prostitutes with whom he had shared pleasures, naive and innocent female students, the wives and daughters of his enemies, and even the daughters of wealthy families.

This is why Lin Lu immediately deactivated his Knight Rider form after opening the door; he knew that borrowing the operators' power was not a one-sided affair. His actions would appear as dreams, or as synchronized images that would surface when the operators had a sudden inspiration.

Angelina's reaction revealed that she had dreamt of Lin Lu transforming into a Quality Visitor in Chernobog's Upper City, displaying supernatural powers and simultaneously unleashing three Originium Arts. He showed no fear in the face of the colossal monster, displaying an unstoppable force.

"To be honest, I wasn't that surprised when I noticed the sour smell and excessive air freshener in the air. After all, I know that people have desires, and I've even fantasized about office romances like this. But what I didn't expect was that when these things were exposed to me, even someone as ruthless as me was shocked."

Lin Lu muttered to himself, actually speaking to Anemone, not to Wenger.

Yinlian stood solemnly beside Lin Lu, remaining silent, and even she felt her mind tremble as a result.

"Anemone, close your eyes."

Lin Lu took a deep breath outside the door and stepped into the secret room.

When Lin Lu came out, his expression was solemn, and even his worldview underwent a subtle change.

Strictly speaking, Lin Lu had only been out of the Chernobog sarcophagus for less than a month, and in a sense, his life experience was a blank slate. He had no memory, and his actions were based entirely on his own will and the knowledge in his mind, adhering to a single principle.

I'll be good to whoever is good to me.

Anyone who tries to disgust me, I'll scatter your ancestors to the wind, burn them to ashes, and stuff them into your mouth right here and now.

Lin Lu is now eager to contact Wenger's family.

"I once wondered where Alexander Anlondor's shadow guards got their daily supply of fresh flesh and blood. Now I see, now I see."

Lin Lu followed the clues and found a private elevator. He waved his hand, and the elevator door opened automatically.

"This is truly a huge...surprise."

Compared to the main hall of the office, which was frequently used by people, the elevator, which was only known to Wenger and a few mercenaries who aided and abetted him, naturally saw far less effort put into cleaning up the aftermath, or even no effort at all.

Bloodstains everywhere.

Perhaps before Lin Lu arrived here, the headless corpses that Wenger had enjoyed countless times were all transported from this separate elevator to the underground parking lot, and then sent directly to Alexander Anlongdor's private cabin by several mercenaries.

This is a stable production chain.

But who knows how many wronged souls are buried there?

Chapter 263 Interlude

Longmen Fifth District, Luotizhou, is a foreign warship berthing area.

Rhodes Island land-based ships, rest area outside the shooting training room.

Jessica slowly opened her eyes, blinked, and felt a little dizzy.

What's wrong with me... Why do I feel so weak all over, and nauseous?

Is it because of overtraining? My throat feels burning and painful, and even my fingers are a little numb.

Jessica tilted her head back, trying to sort out her chaotic thoughts. Countless images seemed to flash before her eyes, and even her body reacted.

"Here, have some water."

The person next to her spoke softly, holding a disposable cup containing a semi-transparent liquid in front of her.

"Ah? Thank you..." Jessica subconsciously bowed her head to express her gratitude, taking the cup with both hands. She first licked her dry lips, then took a sip. The water was warm, seemingly a little salty, with a hint of sweetness. It warmed her tired body, making her feel a little better.

"Thank you! You are—Blue Poison Senior?!"

Jessica turned her head and was so shocked that she trembled all over, and the water cup she was holding spilled onto her shorts.

When Jessica was assigned to Rhodes Island by Blacksteel International Security Contractors, her senior colleague Franka kindly told her interesting stories about Rhodes Island.

For example, the mournful cries of women can often be heard from the depths of Rhodes Island ships, crying out and demanding to know why they are being imprisoned there. Or, in the dead of night, the desolate cries for help of women can be heard from the decks, sometimes echoing all night long until sunrise. And also, if you encounter a young woman on Rhodes Island who wants to paint your portrait, don't hesitate, run, run!

Rumor has it that during a mission, a sniper operator named "Blue Poison" poisoned an entire base of armed wanderers.

It's said that the operatives responsible for coordinating mission reports turned pale, because the corpses of the wanderers formed a colorful forest—and this isn't a figure of speech. The toxins Blue Poison implanted in the bodies of the armed wanderers returned their life force to nature, causing branches to grow and a small forest to sprout in the Terra desert. These branches, nourished by human bodies, were bizarrely colored—red, blue, white, green, cyan, blue, and purple—creating a chilling scene reminiscent of a cult fairy tale.

This also spread Blue Poison's fame beyond Rhodes Island, and the reputation of "poison" spread far and wide, making people tremble with fear at the mere mention of his name.

Even though everyday contact with Blue Poison doesn't affect its "poisonous" abilities, the fear of toxins is still deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

Franka described these anecdotes so vividly that Jessica was trembling with fear and almost cried when she first arrived at Rhodes Island. Even Azlan, the HR operator in charge of the initial contact, was startled and comforted Jessica in the same way she would comfort Puffa.

Afterwards, Franka was forced by Thor to apologize to Jessica, with a gun pointed at her back.

Although Franka was telling the truth, her desire to seduce Jessica was also genuine.

"...I'm sorry to have made you uncomfortable."

The pink-haired, blue-eyed young woman stiffened slightly in front of Jessica and apologized.

Her thin, cherry-red lips tightened slightly, revealing an expression that was hard to describe. Her bright, blue crystal-like eyes gradually dimmed, her long eyelashes obscuring her eyelids, and she lowered her head in despair.

Upon seeing this, Jessica quickly bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just a little surprised, I didn't mean anything by it! Really, I didn't!"

Blue Poison smiled somewhat awkwardly and waved her hand. "It's alright, I'm used to it. Don't worry, it's just a cup of ordinary salt water, nothing else was added. I happened to see you lying on the ground when I entered the training room, so I took you to ask the medic Gavial who was stationed in the main training room. She said you were just overtraining, and you just need to find a place to rest. You'll be fine."

Blue Poison recalled the strange looks from the others in the training room when she helped Jessica find Gavial, and couldn't help but feel a little lonely again.

Perhaps in those people's eyes, Jessica was poisoned by her.

Perhaps after today's incident, another page will be added to the list of rumors about her on Rhodes Island.

"Thank you, Senior Blue Poison."

Jessica held the glass, thought for a moment, then raised it and drank it all in one gulp.

If the other party wanted to harm her, they would have done all sorts of bad things while she was unconscious.

Senior Blue Poison treated her so well, yet she still looked at her with such strange eyes; this was truly outrageous.

"Gurgle gurgle... Pfft, cough cough cough."

Jessica drank too fast in her haste and choked, her eyes filled with tears and her tongue sticking out.

Blue Poison paused for a moment, then reached out to comfort Jessica, but stopped halfway through and slowly withdrew her hand.

She once tried to help an injured operator, but was slapped away in fright. This incident took root in her heart and she could never forget it.

"It tastes so good, senior."

Jessica straightened her back, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile.

"Really?" Blue Poison looked at the empty cup in Jessica's hand, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face. She pursed her lips and smiled, "This is a salt water I specially made. I experimented many times with the ratio of salt and sugar to get what I think is the most suitable taste... If you want to drink it, I can pour it for you."

Blue Poison excitedly took out her water bottle from her small handbag, which she had originally planned to use to replenish her energy after shooting practice.

If it were Jessica, I wouldn't mind giving her everything.

It's been a long time since anyone has been willing to believe her like this.

She clearly did nothing wrong.

She clearly didn't do anything.

"No, thank you," Jessica politely declined, instinctively.

"I see..." Blue Poison's smile gradually disappeared.

"No, um, I'll have to trouble you, senior."

Jessica said hurriedly, holding the cup in both hands and leaning forward.

"Yes! You're welcome~"

Blue Poison happily poured Jessica a glass full of special salt water, almost overflowing.

To avoid getting caught in an endless cycle of pouring water, Jessica took small sips of her cup this time, while relaxing her back against the chair.