Why are all the people in my chat group rumored to be from the outside world?

The living room wasn't completely dark.

The cool moonlight shone through the window, casting a silvery glow on the darkness.

On the sofa, a blurry figure sat quietly.

It's a doctor.

Upon seeing Kevin, the doctor nodded slightly. "Can't sleep either?"

"Hmm," Kevin replied, walking towards the refrigerator, taking out a can of Coke, and turning to ask, "Want some?"

"I'll have one too."

Kevin took out another can, walked to the sofa, placed the cola on the coffee table in front of the doctor, and sat down himself.

"Sizzle—" The two pulled the tabs almost simultaneously, and the cool, bubbly liquid slid down their throats, bringing a brief moment of refreshing pleasure.

“So,” Kevin looked at the Doctor, the moonlight outlining his profile, “you can’t sleep either?”

The doctor took a sip of his cola: "Probably... the same as you."

Kevin smiled, his gaze falling on the Coke can in his hand.

"I feel...something's strange."

The doctor looked up.

“We come from different worlds, have different experiences, different professions, and vastly different life trajectories…” Kevin’s voice was filled with emotion, “yet we unexpectedly came together because of a chat group. This…”

“What an incredible miracle!” A clear voice chimed in, tinged with a smile.

The two looked up at the sound and saw Xing leaning against the railing on the second floor with a slight smile on his lips.

"You also have insomnia?" the two people on the sofa asked in unison.

"I wasn't planning on sleeping at all," Xing said as she walked down the stairs. "Someone's still not back, how can anyone sleep?"

She sat down on the sofa naturally: "What are you talking about?"

“We were just talking about… the wonder of fate.” Kevin put down the Coke can. “In a world, it’s already rare to go from strangers to acquaintances. But we, having traversed countless worlds and countless individuals, were chosen to be members of the same group…” He looked at the two of them. “Isn’t that, in itself, a kind of miracle?”

"What do you want to say?" The doctor's voice remained calm.

Kevin scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed: "It's a bit strange for me to ask... what kind of person do you think Ember is?"

Xing replied almost without thinking: "A somewhat heroic fool."

The PhD student succinctly stated: "It seems like he has a complicated past and acts somewhat...erratically."

"And you?" the professor countered. "What kind of person do you think he is?"

Kevin was silent for a moment, then his eyes became serious and determined: "A...trustworthy friend."

He took a deep breath: "Perhaps my thoughts are not exactly the same as yours, but... I want to cherish this miracle, to cherish this friendship that transcends the world."

The image of that figure, standing alone in front of them and covering their retreat, reappeared before his eyes.

Their friends' strength is not a reason for them to stagnate.

Pain is equal for all.

How many deaths has that figure endured?

If the Rhine's flames can shatter the armor of gods, then what kind of hellish torment must the flesh and blood of the undead endure?

Kevin dared not think too deeply about it.

At that moment, he had only one thought: to bring that troublemaker back! Or, to go on the run with him!

Xing's face broke into a bright smile: "It seems we share the same thoughts."

She turned to look at the professor. "And you, professor? Want to come along?"

Kevin also cast a questioning glance at him. Facing their stares, the Doctor's tone remained calm and even: "Who do you think would deliberately sit in the living room if they couldn't sleep?"

Do I look like I have a lot of free time?

"I've been waiting for just the two of you."

"Hmph!" Xing snorted and stood up. "I was just a little delayed by preparing things."

"But you two," she glanced at them, "you didn't come up with anything, did you?"

The PhD student raised his hand: "I discovered that the chat group has a member location function."

The pressure instantly fell on Kevin. He gave an awkward laugh—he really did have nothing in his hands.

Xing ran quickly upstairs to the second floor and returned soon after, carrying something in her hand.

"Kevin, take this." She shoved a metal baseball bat into Kevin's hand.

"Doctor, this is for you." Xing handed over a heavy black pistol.

Kevin's eye twitched: "Where did you get that gun?!"

"I guess it was left behind by Chu Tianjiao. We found it in the house." Xing shrugged. "Looks like there aren't many bullets left. We should use them sparingly."

"This thing... I've never used it before." Despite saying that, the doctor still took it.

You should be able to master it if you think about it a bit on the way.

"Let's go!" Xing waved, her voice brimming with eagerness. "Let's find that guy who's been stirring up trouble for who knows what!"

She was the first to push open the door.

"Keep your voice down! What time is it? Don't disturb the neighbors!" Kevin said helplessly as he followed.

The doctor skillfully brought up the location panel of the chat group and locked onto the direction of the light spot representing the embers.

The three quickly disappeared into the night-shrouded streets.

Half an hour later, a car screeched to a halt in front of the house. Chu Tianjiao practically jumped out of the car, pulled out his keys, and quickly opened the gate.

He rushed into the living room, where he was greeted by several open doors and an empty sofa.

"...It's over." Chu Tianjiao's heart sank. "This is a huge problem!"

He suddenly received intelligence tonight: someone had broken through layers of surveillance and approached the key target—Lu Mingfei.

Almost instantly, he thought of Yu Jin and the other three.

Although the intelligence report only mentioned one person, a strong intuition compelled him to come immediately.

If it's not them, then it's best to just consider it as them bringing living expenses.

If it is... then we're in big trouble!

They actually went to contact Lu Mingfei?

It's like venturing into a den of dragons and tigers!

That was a secret weapon that had been under close surveillance by the Camarilla since birth, and even its humanity was in doubt!

"Hey...please don't die." Chu Tianjiao could only pray softly to the empty room.

He genuinely liked those four guys.

Chapter 13 Angers Arrive!

“Principal Angers, the hybrid we’re hunting seems a bit off. It hasn’t shown much aggression during our pursuit, and it’s remained rational throughout.”

"In addition, our surveillance target is currently in a low state. According to our calculations, it is very likely that the other party believes that the hybrid we are hunting died on the body of that suddenly appearing Deadpool while trying to save him."

After receiving the report from the other end of the phone, Angers fell into a silent silence. After a few seconds, he spoke.

"So, have you found out what the situation is with that hybrid?"

"Hmm... previous information was unclear; it's as if the other party has just appeared in this world."

Angers narrowed his eyes.

"No, it's not time for them to awaken yet."

The call continued.

"As for the information we have now, the other party appeared two days ago and was involved in a street fight with three people. It was then that they encountered our surveillance target. Afterwards, the other party went to Shilan Middle School and beat up someone. Finally, tonight, they encountered our surveillance target again..."

Angers chuckled lightly, "Your objective is quite clear."

"Yes, his goal is very clear: to monitor the target. However, his purpose... we do not know."

Angers breathed a sigh of relief: "...Catch him, alive."

"Yes."

As the call ended, Angers put his phone in his pocket.

"Who is behind this sudden appearance?"

After putting down his phone, Angers started walking; he wanted to see for himself who had made the move.

-

"Ugh—this is so fucking boring!" A thug with dyed yellow hair straddled a flashy modified motorcycle, rubbing his butt restlessly.

"Can't we have something more exciting in this damn life?" Yellow Hair grabbed a handful of his greasy hair.

"Let's go to an internet cafe and stay up all night?" someone suggested lazily.

"Damn! I'm playing video games all day long, I'm practically a stupid NPC in the game! I'm sick of it!" The blond guy spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

"How about... a spin?" Another thug patted his own vehicle.

"Damn it, don't even mention it!" The fat on the blond-haired man's face instantly collapsed. "Last time that bastard robbed us of a huge amount of money, the gas tank is almost worn through! And those two stingy old folks at home won't give us a single penny more! What a load of crap!"

After a brief silence, a low but greedy voice rang out: "How about... we go big? Find a dark alley, make some quick money? It'll be fun and exciting!"

"Sure!" "I've got my eye on it!" Several pairs of eyes that were originally cloudy were instantly lit up with greed, gleaming with excited light.

Just as this group was rubbing their fists in anticipation, ready to cause trouble—

boom! boom! boom!

A series of heavy, rapid footsteps tore through the night, approaching from afar!

"What's going on?" A thug turned his head in confusion.

next second!

"Holy crap! It's that kid!" "Damn it! It's that bastard who stole our money!" The others instantly recognized the figure running wildly under the streetlight—the very culprit who had caused their wallets to bleed!

"You son of a bitch! You've got a road to heaven but you won't take it!" The thug on the lead motorcycle had his face contorted with rage and the pleasure of revenge. He twisted the handlebars violently, and the engine roared bloodthirstyly!

"Run this son of a bitch over!" The others also mounted their horses!

However, they hadn't even had time to floor the accelerator—

call!

A dark shadow suddenly cut in from the side like a ghost!

boom! Click!

The thug who was leading the charge and yelling about ramming people was sent flying through the air with a miserable howl, and crashed heavily to the ground a few meters away like a broken sack.

The roar of the engine came to an abrupt halt.

The remaining thugs stood frozen in place, dumbfounded, like ducks with their throats choked by an invisible hand.

Without even glancing at them, Yu Jin swooped down to the abandoned motorcycle, braced himself with one hand, and nimbly flipped himself onto the vehicle.

With the accelerator pedal twisted to the floor, the tires screeched against the ground, and the car shot off like an arrow, disappearing into the distance.

"Damn..." Someone managed to squeeze out half a syllable—

Then,

The sound of orderly footsteps swept in from all directions!

A group of agile figures dressed in uniform black combat gear suddenly appeared, surrounding the stunned thugs and their motorcycles like an iron barrel.

Not a word of nonsense.

The thugs felt dizzy and were roughly dragged to the ground, their mouths full of ash.

Their motorcycles were quickly taken over, started, and driven away by the men in black; the whole process was swift and efficient.