Chapter 286: Sing a Song

A black sedan glided silently into the bustling streets of Luocheng's city center, finally stopping at the side entrance of the building housing Wanlun Entertainment Company. This was not the main entrance; fewer personnel passed through here, making it more suitable for covert operations.

Qin Feng and Xia Wan got out of the car, while the two field agents remained inside to provide cover and vigilance.

Looking up, the Wanlun Entertainment logo reflected dazzling light in the sun. The building's entrance bustled with people—fashionably dressed employees, assistants clutching files, and handsome men and beautiful women who looked like artists or models coming and going. No one could possibly link this place to terms like "Shadow Council," "illegal technology," or "Godmaking Project."

"Stay close to me," Qin Feng told Xia Wan, then walked straight toward the side entrance like an ordinary visitor.

His steps were calm, his aura utterly suppressed, as if merged with the surrounding environment. Xia Wan took a deep breath, forcing down her nervousness, and followed closely behind.

The security personnel at the side entrance seemed to have received orders; they did not stop the two, nor even ask questions—only cast a blank, hollow glance at them before letting them pass.

Clearly, the New Era's field agents stationed here had made prior arrangements.

Inside the building, cold air from the air conditioning hit their faces, mixed with the scents of perfume, coffee, and paper. The polished marble floor reflected hurried footsteps; the receptionist wore a professional smile as she answered the phone.

Everything appeared perfectly normal.

But Qin Feng's perception had already spread like an invisible web across the entire building. In his "vision," the gleaming structure concealed countless discordant Energy Nodes and hidden surveillance devices. Some seemingly ordinary offices or storage rooms had been specially reinforced and equipped with energy shielding layers.

His target was clear—the director's office on the top floor, protected by multiple layers of security and energy barriers, along with the secret laboratory beneath it.

He did not choose the elevator, but headed for the fire escape.

Xia Wan followed silently. She knew the real operation had just begun.

The fire escape was quiet and empty. Qin Feng moved slowly, but each step precisely avoided all hidden surveillance cameras and motion sensors. Xia Wan imitated him, activating her unique perception, striving to detect subtle energy fluctuations and concealed traps in the surroundings.

At first, it was clumsy—but soon, she was astonished to discover she seemed innately gifted with an extraordinary sensitivity to such "hidden" things. The energy residues and hidden mechanisms invisible to ordinary people, when she focused her mind, faintly revealed their outlines before her eyes!

Is this… the Bloodline Power?

Her heart trembled slightly, and she focused even harder on sensing and guiding this ability.

The two moved like shadowy figures, ascending swiftly through the silent fire escape without triggering any alarms.

Yet just as they were about to reach the top floor, Qin Feng suddenly stopped.

Xia Wan halted too, glancing at him in confusion.

Qin Feng's gaze settled on the staircase landing ahead—where nothing appeared to be there.

But in his perception, a highly concealed composite trap lay hidden there, combining biometric recognition with energy sensing. Any unauthorized approach would trigger an alarm and instantly release a high-frequency neural interference wave strong enough to knock out an elephant.

"There's something ahead," Qin Feng said calmly, then turned to Xia Wan. "Try to 'see' it clearly."

Xia Wan's heart tightened—she knew this was Qin Feng's first test for her.

She held her breath, sinking all her focus into that special perceptual state. At first, her vision remained empty. But she did not give up, recalling the sensation of detecting hidden cameras before, extending her perception like tendrils forward…

Slowly, a faint, nearly invisible energy field—rippling like water—began to emerge before her eyes! At its core, several tiny nodes emitted unique biological fluctuations!

She saw it!

"It's an energy field… and biometric sensors!" Xia Wan whispered, her voice tinged with excitement.

Qin Feng nodded, unsurprised by her rapid progress.

"Can you bypass it?" he asked.

Xia Wan studied the energy field's structure, searching for weaknesses or gaps. But the trap was flawlessly arranged—no openings at all.

She shook her head, disheartened: "It… doesn't seem possible."

"Then try another way," Qin Feng said, his tone unchanged. "Sometimes, solving a problem doesn't require avoidance."

He raised his hand, a faint thread of Rule Force curling around his fingertips.

Just as he prepared to forcibly dismantle the trap, his movement paused slightly—as if something occurred to him.

He retracted his hand, turned to Xia Wan, and made a request she never expected:

"Sing a song."

Xia Wan: "... Huh?"

She wondered if she'd misheard.

Sing… a song?

At this moment—during a covert infiltration into the enemy's core, with exposure imminent? He wanted her to… sing?!

Seeing Xia Wan's bewildered, helpless expression, Qin Feng offered an unusual explanation—though his tone remained flat:

"Your voice, combined with your Bloodline Power, can generate a unique frequency. Try using it to disrupt or even harmonize with the energy field's inherent frequency."

Use… singing… to disable a high-tech trap?!

Xia Wan's entire worldview was shaken.

But trusting Qin Feng absolutely, she took a deep breath and forced her racing heart to calm.

What to sing? How to sing?

She had no idea how to infuse that elusive Bloodline Power into her voice.

She closed her eyes, recalling the sensation of activating her Bloodline Power in the depths of Kunlun Mountain—the vast, ancient, primal pulse, as if rising from the source of life itself…

She tried to channel that feeling into a whisper, a barely audible hum.

No lyrics—just a simple, strangely trembling melody.

At first, the sound was weak and stiff.

But gradually, as her mind sank deeper, the hum seemed to come alive, radiating an indescribable penetration and soothing effect. The faint Bloodline Power around her rippled outward with each sound wave.

When that strange tone touched the hidden energy field ahead—

A miracle happened!

The once-stable energy field suddenly became chaotic—like a pebble with a matching frequency dropped into a calm lake, creating resonance and interference! The field's structure destabilized; the biometric sensor nodes flickered erratically, as if losing their targets!

A few seconds later.

Puff~

A faint sound, like a bubble bursting.

The carefully constructed composite trap dissolved completely—the energy field vanished, the biometric sensors dimmed, and fell into total paralysis.

Success?!

Xia Wan opened her eyes in disbelief, staring at the empty corner ahead, then at herself, and finally fixed her stunned gaze on Qin Feng.

With singing... the trap was broken?

This... this is simply unbelievable!

Qin Feng seemed unsurprised by the outcome, merely remarking coolly: "Control is acceptable, resonance efficiency is low. Keep practicing."

Saying this, he stepped forward across the now-deactivated trap zone.

Xia Wan stood in place, savoring the strange sensation just now, her heart filled with wonder and excitement.

For the first time, she clearly realized that her own power could be used in such an unexpected way!

She hurried after Qin Feng, watching the tall, mysterious back ahead, and felt less fear, more eagerness, about the upcoming "clearance" mission.

Perhaps, by following this man, she could truly unravel all the mysteries and fully master the power that belonged to her.

And at this moment, in the luxurious office on the top floor.

The man codenamed "Director" stared at several screens on the monitor that had suddenly turned to static, his brow tightly furrowed.

"What happened? Why have the surveillance and traps in Corridor C failed?" He pressed his communicator. "Tech Team, check immediately!"

He had a faint sense that an uncontrolled "actor" had intruded into his set.

And this carefully directed "god-making" drama might need to switch to a different—more thrilling—script ahead of schedule.