Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Here, take the money, and stop following me."

The child hesitated for a moment, then reached out a hand to take the banknote.

“I’ve given you the money.” Isaac’s glasses narrowed slightly. “Can you put down your other hand that was holding the knife?”

"!"

Knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, the hooded brat suddenly pulled out a kukri he had been hiding inside his hoodie and slashed at Isaac's head.

Before the strike could land, it was blocked in mid-air by a raised hand.

"What!?"

Before he could even be surprised, Isaac stepped forward while blocking the blow, elbowing him in the chest.

Click!

"Well……"

He felt as if a huge hammer had struck his chest, and he was sent flying, crashing into the wall.

"How are you feeling, kid?"

"Damn it... my ribs are all broken."

The 'child' let out a scream, but his voice didn't sound like a child's; it sounded more like an adult's.

Isaac noticed this as well, and also saw the dog tag around his neck.

The person in front of me is a Twilight race, and his level is A/0, which is the same level as Nicholas.

Given that he was using a knife, and considering the recent cases, he roughly understood that the person in front of him was likely related to this incident.

"Damn it, how can an ordinary person be so powerful?" He clutched his injured chest and stared warily at the boy in front of him.

In his common sense, it would be an extremely simple thing for a Twilight race to kill an ordinary person, but he never expected to be thwarted by a boy of about sixteen years old today.

"Sorry, brat, you need to come with me."

“I’m not a kid! I’m twenty-one years old.”

“Really? Twenty-one years old.” Isaac smiled. “Come with me. I have some questions for you.”

"Tch, who would go with you!"

Despite the pain from his broken ribs, he leaped to his feet, intending to flee the battlefield and get as far away from this strange man as possible.

However, when he turned around as he took to the air, he found that Isaac, who had been standing there, had disappeared.

"What about people?"

"It's here."

Hearing the sound coming from above him, he turned around in alarm, only to be met with a swift kick.

boom! ! !

He was kicked hard into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Chapter 557: Chaos

After he was kicked into the ground, the instantaneous impact caused him to experience intense pain all over his body, making it impossible for him to even stand up.

"You..."

Seeing that the man was still struggling, Isaac grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

After being bumped several times, the man's nose was broken, and his face was covered in blood, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Kid, are you willing to come with me for an investigation now?"

Isaac shook the person in his hand, but there was no reaction except for the blood dripping from his face.

"Have you fainted? Then we'll have to drag you back first."

He picked up the short man who had attacked him and headed toward the factory.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, on the high platform of Dr. Theo's clinic.

"I'm so sorry, doctor, we have to ask you to help us investigate the body in the middle of your busy schedule."

Dr. Theo silently took a drag of his cigarette and said nonchalantly, "No need to pay. Opportunities to work on the remains of the Twilight Race are rare anyway, and these materials have actually helped me a lot."

He paused, his expression turning slightly somber.

“I never imagined the Corsican family could extend their reach into the police station’s forensic department,” Dr. Theo said, looking at Officer Chad, whose face also looked grim. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

Chad's old face was also terribly gloomy. He sighed and said, "From the government's perspective, those guys in Corsica silently drove out the Twilight race, who were considered pests, for them. They must have been a useful pawn."

The government allowed the Corsican family to have their way because they were able to handle some issues that were inconvenient for the Corsicans to deal with.

"Just be careful and investigate on your own."

“The situation is not optimistic right now,” Chad said in a deep voice. “If this were just a power struggle between Corsica and the police, it would be simple, but a new force has gotten involved.”

"Who?"

“IW, one of the strongest armed forces in the world,” Chad said. “That guy named Isaac is connected to this organization.”

"Isaac? Yao Dabao's son?"

“It’s him.” Chad’s expression seemed to be getting worse. “He put pressure on the higher-ups, telling us to find out who it is as soon as possible, or he will kill everyone who has a criminal record against the Twilight race. The entire police department has gone crazy.”

"Kill them all? I can understand that. After all, if a lot of people die, even if the murderer isn't found, those idiots who did bad things should be afraid of him." Dr. Theo said calmly. "It's just that those who have criminal records against the Twilight race... the mass killing of Twilight race by mobs in the 70s was only a little over twenty years ago. They accounted for about 90% of the entire Yelkastum."

In other words, under normal circumstances, Isaac would kill 90% of the people in the city.

"That's why we're afraid. We wouldn't believe it if 'Mithril' said that, but 'IW' is known internationally for its actions."

IW soldiers are willing to do anything to win on the battlefield, throwing white phosphorus bombs and solid incendiary bombs as if they were free, causing casualties that even exceed the total casualties of the original war between the two countries.

The international community has criticized this organization several times, but to no avail.

This country is also afraid that IW will take action against them, so they directly approved Isaac's plan to build a factory here, and they fully cooperated with the investigation when his factory workers were killed.

Now, in addition to the four major powers, another behemoth has joined Yelkastum, and the balance of the city is about to be broken.

“In the past, the massacre of the Twilight race was the norm in this city, until Yao Dabao came and things started to change.” Chad also took out a cigarette and took a puff. “After he left, this phenomenon started again after twenty years.”

“Then his son came here, it was like a cycle.” Chad couldn’t help but laugh as he said this.

“I don’t think so,” Dr. Theo said calmly. “Isaac is very likely the end of this cycle, and that end is very likely the destruction of this country.”

"..."

"Destruction precedes construction; annihilation isn't necessarily a bad thing." Dr. Theo always remained calm.

boom!

The loud noise drew their attention.

They both looked from the edge of the rooftop toward the direction of the sound and saw Isaac beating a little boy with dreadlocks.

“That…is that Doug from the mercenary group?” Chad paused, “Why is he fighting with Isaac?”

"...Go and notify the mercenary group first. I reckon you police officers will be quite busy from now on."

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On the other side of the city, in a place resembling a military camp, a group of Twilight People wearing signs were maintaining their weapons. This was the Twilight People mercenary group.

A bespectacled girl who looked to be around sixteen years old was wandering around inside; she also had a sign hanging around her neck.

Although her figure was a bit too hot for a young girl, her level of power was indeed terrifying to everyone.

S/5, an S-rank Twilight race.

"What's wrong, Jin Zhe? Are you looking for your superior?"

"Ah! Yes." The bespectacled girl named Jin Zhe seemed a bit clumsy. She quickly pushed up her glasses and said, "It seems that Doug is in trouble."

“That kid is a nuisance himself,” the man chuckled, pointing inside the door. “Commander Pakri is inside; she didn’t go out today.”

Jin Zhe carefully entered the room.

Inside, a woman in her forties was sitting at a desk, a cigarette dangling from her lips as she read today's newspaper.

The dog tag on her chest identified her.

S/0, Gina Pakoli, the strongest Twilight race in Yelkastum.

"What's wrong, Jin Zhe?" She gestured for the girl to sit down after she saw her arrive. "What happened?"

"Doug was defeated and taken away while on a mission."

"Really? This kid usually likes to cause trouble. Getting beaten up this time is a lesson learned," Gina said. "But at least he has some skill. What kind of mission did he take on?"

“He accepted a mission from the Corsican family,” Jin Zhe replied. “It seems to be to take the head of Isaac, the owner of the factory that recently opened here.”

"..."

Gina bit the cigarette off her lips, and the butt fell to the ground, sparking as it went.

"Is it okay?"

"Huh? I already said Doug got beaten up, he probably broke a few bones..."

"Who asked about that brat? I'm asking if Feifan is alright."

"Extraordinary?" Jin Zhe was a little confused.

“Oh, it’s Yao Feifan, Isaac’s real name,” Gina said.

Chapter 558: My Father's Old Flame

Doug's mission this time was commissioned by the Corsican family to kill a sixteen-year-old kid, Isaac, who was setting up a factory on Second Street.

He originally didn't want to take on this commission, but he heard that one of his subordinates was a very powerful Twilight race member, and that the person himself was also extremely strong.

With a challenging attitude, he went to find Isaac.

Then he was beaten up and carried back.

Whoosh!