Chapter 427: Lu Qi! A Treacherous Mission!

The pedestrians on the road outside were not few, but each wore a cautious expression.

Their eyes constantly scanned their surroundings, as if guarding against something.

This stood in stark contrast to the relaxed demeanor of pedestrians back home.

"The Chaos Triangle Zone imposes no restrictions on psychics; incidents of psychics brutally murdering ordinary people occur frequently.

Over time, the number of ordinary people in the entire Chaos Triangle Zone has dwindled, leaving mostly psychics behind.

Even so, one must remain vigilant while walking outdoors."

Li Xiang said solemnly.

Clearly, he had gathered considerable information before arriving.

"Captain, where should we search for clues next?" Lin Hui asked eagerly.

"Although the branch was destroyed, many members still survived.

Before the mission began, I already contacted the local contact here.

He should be at the airport right now."

Taking out his phone, Xu Jingming dialed the contact's number.

Myanmar's infrastructure is underdeveloped; even its communication network originates from Great Xia.

Thus, even with a Great Xia SIM card, it functions perfectly here.

"You must be the team from headquarters, right? Hello, hello, I'm the branch director, Lu Qi."

Not long after waiting by the roadside, a lean Great Xia man appeared before them.

He walked straight toward Li Xiang, the most mature-looking among them, and greeted him warmly.

From the faint aura he emitted, he was clearly only a fifth-rank psychic.

"I'm not the captain."

Li Xiang shook his head, causing Lu Qi to pause slightly, his gaze sweeping across the group.

Only then did he realize that, including Li Xiang, several of them were clearly deferring to a very young man.

And that man's rank was merely fifth-rank—entirely one major rank lower than Li Xiang!

Was this a joke?

Sending a fifth-rank psychic to lead a high-risk S-class mission? What was headquarters thinking?

Having spent too long in Myanmar, Lu Qi did not recognize Xu Jingming, who was already well-known at headquarters.

"I'm Xu Jingming. I'm leading this mission. Let's go—take us to your temporary base first."

Xu Jingming didn't elaborate further.

"Alright, then just follow me, my lords."

Though puzzled inside, Lu Qi showed no outward sign of surprise.

He led them toward a seven-seat off-road vehicle parked by the roadside.

"The Triangle Zone isn't like Great Xia—transportation is extremely inconvenient.

No matter where you're going, the fastest way is always to drive yourself.

Also, since the branch was destroyed, our temporary base has been located in the suburbs of the Triangle Zone.

It takes over an hour to drive from the airport."

With a low engine roar, the vehicle accelerated northeastward.

"Roar—"

"Howl—"

As the vehicle sped along the road, the scenery outside blurred past; besides the sound of passing cars,

faint, terrifying roars from beasts could be heard in the distance.

Without looking, Xu Jingming knew these came from the largest nearby wilderness area: the Kanda.

"The Kanda Wilderness covers over 300,000 square kilometers and teems with countless beasts!

More importantly, killing beasts here carries no legal restrictions like in Great Xia.

If you could stay in the Kanda Wilderness for a month or two, imagine how many psychic points you could harvest!"

In the front passenger seat, Xu Jingming's heart burned with excitement.

This S-class mission in the Chaos Triangle Zone must be completed as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Xu Jingming asked: "Lu Qi, how many personnel remain in the branch?"

"The branch in Myanmar was established recently; before the surprise attack, it had 134 members.

Of these, 93 were from Great Xia, and 41 were local Myanmar citizens.

After the attack destroyed the branch, more than half were killed or wounded; only 23 survived."

Lu Qi spoke through gritted teeth, his voice heavy with suppressed rage, his eyes slightly red.

Over a hundred dead?

Xu Jingming's heart jolted; he quickly comforted him:

"Don't be too heartbroken. The brothers of the branch didn't die in vain—we'll make the killer pay with blood for blood."

"Mm."

Lu Qi nodded, and after a long while, his emotions calmed slightly as he continued:

"Of the 23 survivors, six are local Myanmar psychics.

Immediately after the attack, those six fled. The remaining 17 Great Xia members:

Six were severely injured and unable to move; only eleven could function normally.

And that eleven includes me."

Lu Qi wore a bitter smile.

The Thunder Martial Arts branch, once 134 strong, now had only eleven capable members.

The situation could only be described as horrific.

"Only eleven?" Xu Jingming frowned.

The branch's condition was far worse than he'd imagined.

He had expected that even after the surprise attack, at least dozens of survivors would still be operational.

"Lin Hui, Xia Lan, Li Xiang, Du Wan—if you have any questions, ask directly."

Xu Jingming mused.

More hands meant more strength; he wasn't particularly skilled at tracking down mission clues.

During his previous mission involving the Heavenly Fate Cult at Demon University, the clues had mostly come from the university or the Demon City Public Security Bureau.

He only needed to follow them.

"Then I'll go first."

Li Xiang, a Public Security Bureau veteran, spoke up immediately:

"On the day of the attack, how many psychics came? What were their ranks?

What types of abilities did they use? Can you name their specific abilities?"

Li Xiang fired off several questions in rapid succession; Lu Qi answered each in turn:

"On the day of the attack, I was out on a mission, so I don't know the details.

But I heard from the survivors that six psychics came that day.

They seemed to be a team—encompassing enhancement, elemental, and support types.

Their abilities had no distinctive traits, and all were seventh-rank Masters.

The one who killed our branch master was even a seventh-rank peak Grand Master, on the verge of breaking into eighth rank!"

After Lu Qi finished, everyone's hearts sank.

Six seventh-rank Masters—and one seventh-rank peak?

This mission was extremely dangerous.

Although Xu Jingming had defeated Cao Ren, his combat power was only at sixth-rank peak.

He wasn't even sure he could defeat a seventh-rank psychic.

Now six seventh-rank Masters had appeared—how could they possibly win?