Chapter 106: Operation in the Dark

"Mom and Dad said my phone hasn't been reachable lately." The future Su Lin put down his phone. "They said I'm in some deep mountain forest where the cell signal is bad."

"You didn't get tricked into going to northern Myanmar to have your kidney harvested, did you? Please no… the me in this world is so pitiful."

Compared to my old days of being able to look but not eat, is there even a difference whether my kidney gets harvested…

"Wait until New Year. Once New Year comes I'll head home, and by then we'll know exactly what happened to make the past a little different."

Still twelve years to go. There's time…

I will protect everything on this Earth, because I, Su Lin, have returned!

My past self, you just go wild out there. Once this New Year is over, you won't have time to rest. Let me lead you onto the path of cultivation.

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With a thunderous boom—

The main gate of Genji Weight exploded, and an entire floor's glass curtain wall shattered with a roar into debris.

A handsome man with a ponytail, golden pupils, and a tall, slender build, dressed in a simple silver-white outfit of archaic style, strolled leisurely into Genji Weight. In his hand he carried a long spear woven in two colors of dark and gold, its tip glowing in the darkness like molten gold.

The one who had come was Zhongli.

Spear in one hand and phone in the other, he followed the navigation toward the incubation pool beneath Genji Weight.

Along the way he ran into a few guards blocking his path; a brief display of intimidation was enough to knock them unconscious.

At the same time, the Deadservant's hatchery was blown apart by a small boy, and countless monsters locked in cages smashed through their cultivation glass and crawled out.

Hearing the bloodthirsty roars rising from below, a layer of golden shield materialized, with characters flickering and flowing across its surface.

Inside the Genji Weight building, a scholarly young man in a tailcoat, top hat, and walking stick was tossing a golden coin in his hand.

Miss Kelaien was using his divination ability to probe the Juzheng Sect's location and main body.

"Unfortunately, the main body isn't here. Must have just left not long ago," he said into his earpiece.

At a suburban base of the Fierce Ghosts, there were over a dozen identical naked men, every one of them lying on the ground. Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan gathered up a stack of paper data reports, then transformed into Lei Ting and departed. Immediately after, a lotus of flame bloomed.

"The main body isn't here either."

Like glass-glazed crystal, the flame lotus bloomed petal by petal and then dissolved—unsullied by the mud it rose from, even amid sin.

Lu Mingfei was running through Genji Weight, the path almost completely unobstructed. The occasional obstacle he simply knocked aside. His goal was clear: take away the most precious treasure in this building.

A girl of imperial bloodline, treated as a monster.

Outside the white metal door, nurses and doctors lay collapsed to the side—someone had already prepared the way for him in advance.

A long blade was driven through the metal door, hung there—that was the response from the person inside upon sensing the situation outside.

Compared to the rivers-of-blood scene in the original, the current situation was far more harmonious.

He set his phone on the card slot, and the metal door slid open. The light above the door shifted from red to green, twelve safety bolts clicked in unison, and the 20-centimeter-thick hard alloy door slowly swung open.

Along with the mist, what first rushed toward him was actually the fresh scent of white sandalwood.

A girl stood ahead, drying her wet hair with a Mao Jin, a toothbrush clenched between her teeth, toothpaste foam clinging to the corner of her mouth.

"…"

It's clearly two days earlier than scheduled—do you bathe at this fixed time every day…

A hot surge rushed up Lu Mingfei's nose.

This is not harmonious in the slightest.

Meanwhile, up on the rooftop—

"Cultivation, what's that?" Su Lin stood atop Genji Weight, saying to Weigong Shilang beside him, who had come to ask for cultivation tips. "Just throw resources at it, let time grind it out. Where would any tips come from?"

"……"

"It's just like a snowball—the more you earn, the faster you cultivate." His divine sense detected a glass curtain wall shattering. Su Lin squinted toward it: two figures stood atop a giant golden sword, flying out from Genji Weight.

Miss Kelaien: 【Image】

Miss Kelaien: "How romantic. It reminds me of Li Xiaoyao and Ling'er."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Is Brother Mingfei about to do something bad later?"

Su Lin: "Be a human being, Brother Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan."

Miss Kelaien: "My secret puppet got severed?"

Su Lin: "I more or less know who did it, but I'm going to be a riddle-speaker."

Su Lin looked at the pigeon by his feet. Its viewpoint was the same as his—no attempt to hide it at all. The way you're acting makes me look like an idiot.

Zhongli: "Lu Mingze warned us that the other Lu Mingfei will be making a big move soon."

Lu Mingfei: "Can someone stop him? @Su Lin, you're my boss, you know."

Su Lin: "…"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "You didn't know?"

Lu Mingfei: "Know what?"

Zhongli: "The other you is now Su Lin's boss."

Lu Mingfei: "Aren't you guys in cahoots with that little brat Lu Mingze?!"

Miss Kelaien: "The three of us are. Su Lin and Weigong Shilang are both on the opposite side."

Su Lin: "He really offered too much."

Su Lin: "Don't worry. Whichever side wins, you won't lose out."

Lu Mingfei: "What kind of scam is this!?"

Su Lin had no time to keep bantering with Lu Mingfei. Zhongli was warming up inside the incubation pool, and Miss Kelaien was collecting secret puppets to replenish his stock.

Pulling Weigong Shilang up, Su Lin leapt from the rooftop. The cold wind struck his face, and then he became a streak of light that smashed through the glass curtain wall and the elevator doors.

"You haven't been in a real fight yet, have you." Su Lin listened to the roars rising from below the elevator shaft and the dense sounds of what sounded like blades or some kind of steel being mounted on the walls.

"Xinshou Sect tutorial begins now."

A pure-white light fell upon Weigong Shilang's back, and a pair of light wings materialized, granting him brief flight and a measure of protection along the way.

"You've been buffed, get in there."

Ignoring Weigong Shilang's request to wait a moment, Su Lin hurled the younger version of the red spinning lancer straight down the elevator shaft.

The cleanup work was a mission jointly assigned by both sides' bosses.

The goal was the same anyway, so why not have it bloom on both fronts.

A multi-world co-production, *Tokyo Love Story*, Episode One officially begins.

Without using the Light God's power, Su Lin wanted to test his current Golden Core Stage combat strength, and to practice the technique Lao Lu had brought along.

As spiritual energy circulated, Su Lin's expression turned a little odd—the spiritual power, after being converted from his Jin Dan, carried a faint pure-white halo.

The six-winged figure seated cross-legged in the void before the Jin Dan began to stand, mirroring Su Lin's movements.

And behind Su Lin, an illusory six-winged figure appeared—only an outline, features unclear—and every time Su Lin made a slashing motion, the figure behind him mirrored it exactly.

Staring at the two wounds on a Deadite in front of him, Su Lin froze for a moment.

Behind him, a Deadite leapt down along the ventilation shaft wall, its claws stabbing straight for Su Lin's heart.

A sword qi flicked out from between Su Lin's thumb and forefinger—according to the spell's description, it should have been a cyan-green sword qi, but it had actually transformed into pure white, slicing the dragon-scale-clad xenomorph behind him clean in two, with illusory light feathers drifting down after.

Buffs plus special effects?

Thinking no more about it, Su Lin went all out—if he didn't act now, the monsters were about to be cleaned out by that red-haired guy over there using his sword like a barrage.

Watching Caesar and Chu Zihang withdraw, Yuan Zhisheng fell into thought amid the bloody mess of xenomorph remains.

He had just been fighting alongside two "guests" he had a grudge with, laying down suppressive fire with a Sten and a Thompson, when a handsome young man who looked as leisurely as someone strolling in a park with a bird casually turned those xenomorphs to stone while walking around with his gun.

Then there was another young man in a tuxedo, surrounded by a swarm of Deadites, charging toward the other side—

Deadites—the scene looked utterly bizarre, and xenomorphs kept betraying their side to join the young man's army.

What on earth is going on with these people…

(End of chapter)