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Something's not right.

Ye Mingqiu quickly noticed something was wrong. Although the boy appeared ordinary and behaved like someone his age, he quickly scanned everyone in the shop as soon as he entered. His gaze was fast and sharp, not just casual.

Are they gathering intelligence?

Is this guy a psionicist too?

He quickly found a corner to sit down, placed his backpack on an empty seat, picked up a few free local newspapers with slightly curled edges, and waited for his coffee while learning about the world.

"Isn't this the job I did before? Are you going to be working for someone else because you don't have money to buy coffee next?" Ye Mingqiu thought to himself.

"This is the third reported missing person case this month in the vicinity of the Chengbei Industrial Zone."

"Recently, some residents reported hearing unusual noises near the abandoned site of the former 'Zhenxing Machinery Factory' late at night. We remind residents to be careful and avoid going to the area at night."

Just then, the sound of a news broadcast came from the television, and the soft noise drew the attention of everyone in the coffee shop.

"Manager, I remember Zhenxing Machinery Factory is quite close to our coffee shop, right? Is there any danger?" Ye Mingqiu asked worriedly.

"What are you talking about? Zhenxing Machinery Factory is in the north of the city, and we're in the south." The shop manager asked in confusion.

"Huh? Is this how it is? This is the south of the city? I've always had a terrible sense of direction. When I ran away from home before, I just wandered around and ended up here." Ye Mingqiu said with an awkward smile, scratching his head.

"hehe."

The store manager just smiled kindly and continued wiping the cups, which seemed impossible to clean.

Meanwhile, the high school student, who appeared to be a psychic, quickly stood up, went to the counter, and said, "Checkout."

Ah! Is it coming?

Ye Mingqiu smiled, but the scene he had imagined did not appear. Instead, the high school student simply took out currency from his pocket and successfully settled the transaction.

Huh? He's rich!

Isn't this guy a psionicist?

The next moment, the high school student walked up to Ye Mingqiu and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, you're from the class next door, right?"

"Hmm, you've seen me before?"

"Yeah, we're from the same school, how could we not have met? By the way, what are you doing here? Are you short of money?" the high school student asked with a smile.

"Run away from home, lack of funds."

Ye Mingqiu sighed.

"Haha, how about this, we're classmates from the same school, I can help you out a bit. You have an exam tomorrow, and continuing to work here might affect your studies, so come with me."

“But…” Ye Mingqiu looked embarrassed.

"Oh~"

The high school student suddenly realized what was going on, pulled out a large bill from his pocket, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my classmate may have caused you some trouble. I hope you don't mind."

"It's alright, he's worked in our store for a long time," the store manager said with a smile as he accepted the money.

"Let's go then."

"it is good."

After leaving the coffee shop, the two quickly arrived at a small alley. The reserved high school student casually slicked his hair, instantly transforming into a cool and roguish figure, all traces of his youthful innocence vanishing. He looked at Ye Mingqiu and said, "Looks like a newbie."

"Yes, I've only been a psionicist for a short time, and I don't know much about things. I'm currently only an elite-level professional. Where did you get your money from?" Ye Mingqiu asked with a restrained, awkward smile.

"It was exchanged for gold. Sometimes treasure chests in the spirit world will drop gold that can be stored in your storage space. You can use it in other worlds too. Just cut off a piece and exchange it for money. Gold is a hard currency in the vast majority of worlds."

The roguish high school student lit a cigarette and continued, "My name is Changfeng, what's yours?"

"Divine Lord".

"Sigh, it's not easy for elite-level professionals to come here. I don't know which bastard ignored the Spirit Realm's cooldown and arrived early, causing the Crimson Supreme to enter a state of rage, directly raising the difficulty from the Hard level to the Hell level."

As he spoke, Changfeng stared at Ye Mingqiu and asked, "By the way, it wouldn't be you, would it?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could a level 1 elite professional like me dare to do such a thing?"

Ye Mingqiu shook his head repeatedly, thinking: If this guy is easy to fool, then we can explore together; if he's not, then there's nothing we can do.

Chapter 43 I really want to kill something

Changfeng stared at him for a long time before finally asking, "What's your profession?"

"Mage."

"Ok?"

Changfeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes blank. This was the first time he had ever thought that an elite-level mage was really rare. Normally, those who could become mages were all powerful mages, and those with spiritual talents who couldn't become mages became support characters.

“I don’t believe it,” he said.

Ye Mingqiu stretched out his hand, condensed his spiritual energy in his palm, and used his mind to form a spell template. Soon, a ball of crimson flame appeared in his palm and burned fiercely.

During his training in the Little Spirit Realm, Ye Mingqiu has been learning magic. Now, the magic he uses has begun to take shape. Although it is not very powerful, at least he looks like a mage.

"He really is a mage?"

Changfeng looked at the flames in surprise, frowned slightly, and then asked, "What is Euler's theorem?"

Euler's theorem?

After a brief moment of thought, Ye Mingqiu replied seriously, "Euler's theorem is a law that states that shouting 'Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler' during a move will make the move more powerful."

"As expected of an elite-level mage, that answer is so elite-like," Changfeng remarked.

"I really don't know how."

Ye Mingqiu helplessly spread his hands and said that although he knew the true meaning of Euler's theorem, he was now an elite mage, and a naive mage like him should not know too much.

"Then what do you know?"

"Light Spell, Fireball Spell, Earth Shot, Wind Walk Spell, Magic Shield. I know a little about other spells, but I'm not very proficient in any of them." Ye Mingqiu's eyes were as clear as a college student's.

"Forget it, I don't trust you. Goodbye, and don't bother me, or I'll kill you." Changfeng left with a cold look in his eyes.

Watching his departing figure, Ye Mingqiu sighed and remarked, "How terrifying."

North District

The air was murky and foul-smelling, filled with the pungent smell of rust, old engine oil, and chemical residue.

The massive factory building silhouetted against the night, shrouded in torrential rain, resembled a lurking prehistoric behemoth. Most of the windows were now just empty, dark holes, and twisted steel bars grotesquely pierced the rolling thunderclouds.

"This environment is really terrible."

Ye Mingqiu murmured to himself and continued forward. Underfoot were broken cement blocks and weeds growing from the cracks. Every step could lead to stepping on discarded parts or slippery moss.

Strange noises echoed from the machine shop, whether from the wind or the groans of metal releasing stress, reverberating through the empty, desolate ruins.

Ye Mingqiu did not turn on any lighting equipment, but he could clearly sense the outline of the surrounding environment. This was not a special ability, but a powerful spiritual perception.

Then, like a silent shadow, he nimbly passed through the collapsed scaffolding, circled the hill of rusted scrap iron, and finally arrived at his destination—the iconic, huge assembly workshop of Zhenxing Machinery Factory, the final stop that Changfeng had reached first.

Changfeng seemed very confident in his strength, and even knowing that Ye Mingqiu might also arrive here, he still chose to take the initiative.

Of course, he might have a backup plan, or he might have some kind of assassin-like stealth skill.

On one side of the workshop, a huge, heavy iron door covered with dark red rust was half-open, like a demon from hell opening its gaping maw to devour people.

Inside the door was a bottomless darkness. Ye Mingqiu could hear the sounds of fighting and roars like those of wild beasts coming from within the darkness.

Has the battle begun?

Ye Mingqiu stopped and smiled. The normal appearance of the spirit world disappeared, and the boy in ordinary clothes instantly transformed into a warrior wearing heavy armor. He wore a blue-faced fanged mask and held a blood-red spear. His fighting aura had already deeply attracted him.

I really want to kill something.

The blood spear shimmered, its surging crystallized patterns pulsating like vibrant blood vessels, connected to Ye Mingqiu's hand, throbbing with life.

He moved slowly, making heavy, powerful sounds, like a heavy object falling to the ground, steadily and continuously approaching the other side of the door. His surging killing intent and malice roared like a tide, as if to devour all the targets on the other side.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Heavy footsteps echoed continuously, and a terrifying aura naturally emanated from them, like the tolling of a heavy bell, intimidating everyone fighting behind the door.

At some point, the sounds of battle behind the door ceased, leaving only a faint smell of blood and the lingering scent of wounded men slowly spreading through the air, attracting the terrifying war monsters.

"boom!!"

The blood spear pierced the air, instantly smashing through the iron gate and shattering the half-closed door, revealing the scene inside where Changfeng was confronting three blood-red monsters.

At this moment, Changfeng was half-covered in blood, gripping his silver longsword tightly with both hands, staring intently at the heavily armored monster behind the door, while also keeping a watchful eye on the crimson monster beside him, his heart pounding at its fastest.

On the other side was a blood-red monster with a morbid, nauseatingly blood-red body, like skinned muscle, and eyes like two red-hot iron charcoal pieces, emitting a scorching afterglow in the darkness.

The three blood-red monsters were wounded by swords, and their boiling blood, as hot as magma, flowed out. They made a "sizzling" sound when they landed, and their sword wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

Heavy footsteps sounded again, but the blood-red monsters trembled as if a foot had been stepped on their hearts. They stared intently at the heavily armored monster holding a blood spear at the doorway. Its blue face and fangs, along with its aura as if it had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, were more terrifying than these monsters.

They even suspected that this guy might have killed more people than they, the monsters, had ever done.

The humans were afraid, and so were the monsters. They even stopped fighting at the same time and stared at the tyrant rushing to the battlefield from the other side of the gate.

The footsteps continued to sound rhythmically.

"Roar!!!"

Finally, a blood-red monster could no longer withstand the eerie and terrifying atmosphere. It roared angrily, transformed into a black shadow, and shot out at a speed beyond the limits of human visual perception.

Sharp claws tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek, carrying a strong stench of blood and death, and went straight for the blue-faced, fanged mask.

But it failed.

The blood spear moved even faster, swiftly and accurately piercing the crimson monster's body, leaving it suspended in mid-air, its boiling blood flowing freely.

Boiling blood, as corrosive as magma, dripped onto the blood spear, but it had no effect on the spear whatsoever. In fact, the spear absorbed the blood itself, making the crimson crystal patterns shine even brighter, as if they had eaten some kind of tonic and were throbbing with joy.

The crimson monster, pierced by the blood spear, trembled and struggled in pain and despair, watching helplessly as its body was drained dry, turning into withered bones that fell and scattered into a pile of pitch-black fragments.

Writing battle scenes felt so smooth! Much more comfortable than writing other plot points.

Chapter 44 Born Killer

[Notification: You have defeated a Level 2 Crimson Shadow (Elite)]

[Hint: Your long weapon proficiency level has been increased to level 3]

Ye Mingqiu glanced casually at the prompt, then flicked the Blood Spear, scattering the remaining black shavings from its tip across the ground. Although there was no notification from the spirit realm, it was clear that the boiling blood of these crimson monsters—the Crimson Hermits—seemed to have some kind of enhancement effect on the Blood Spear.

The hunt begins!

Ye Mingqiu's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Witnessing the gruesome deaths of their companions, the remaining ferocity in the eyes of the Crimson Hermits was replaced by boundless fear. They even roared in their hearts: What the hell is this monster! It's more like a monster than we are!

The two Crimson Hermits suddenly turned around and fled desperately into the denser darkness deep within the assembly workshop, moving at an extremely fast speed, estimated to be at least 15 points of agility. On the other side, Changfeng, wielding a sword in both hands, also fled, not daring to linger any longer.

'You think you can just run away with a mere upgrade item?'

Ye Mingqiu's icy gaze locked onto one of the fleeing Crimson Hermits. He suddenly exerted force in his right arm, raising the sharp blood spear with one hand, its tip pointing at the fleeing enemy.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled his arm back sharply, as if drawing a giant bow, focusing all his strength on the spear, and then bursting forth in an instant!

"Whoosh!!"

The blood spear shot out at lightning speed, transforming into a crimson lightning bolt that tore through the night, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and instantly pinned the Crimson Hermit to the ground.

Then, he turned to look at another fleeing Crimson Hermit and activated [Raging Pursuit].

Raging Pursuit: Charges at the designated target, with speed gradually increasing during the charge, up to a maximum increase of 35%. During the acceleration, the target is immune to slowing effects and deals an additional 0.25 times strength damage when attacking.

With an agility of 17.1, Ye Mingqiu ran faster and faster under the boost of his furious pursuit, like a speeding Yunche, charging forward with unparalleled power, speeding all the way through the not-so-spacious workshop.

"boom!"

Ye Mingqiu slammed the dunk, grabbed the Red Hermit's head and slammed it to the ground, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't get up.

This is the suppression of absolute power.

Possessing a legendary profession, multiple talents, and enhanced by the RE cell gene serum, he currently boasts a strength attribute of up to 24.8, giving him an absolute crushing effect when facing level 2 elite units.

He didn't smash the other's head not because he lacked strength, but because he was afraid that if he did, the Blood Spear wouldn't be able to receive the full amplification when absorbing boiling blood.