Chapter 11: In Short, Still Need to Train!

Su Ming forced down the impulse to turn his head and run.

He maintained the curiosity and timidity that an ordinary onlooker should have.

Right now, he is just an utterly ordinary face in the crowd.

But…

Why could they target this spot?

Is it because they just used the Eye of Truth?

Lin Wan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Just now, she sensed a strange Energy Fluctuation that flashed through the crowd and vanished.

That feeling was very weak, very vague, very odd.

Was it an illusion?

She wasn't sure.

"Roar—!"

At that moment.

Inside the Vegetable Market, the monster let out a howl and violently tore the mangled corpse beneath its claws in two!

Flesh and blood sprayed everywhere!

"Open fire!"

Qin Feng's roar instantly drew everyone's attention back.

"Clack clack clack clack—!"

The shrill gunfire suddenly erupted!

Several members of the Firepower Squad, using cover, opened relentless fire on the monster inside the market!

At this point, no one was hiding or making excuses to avoid the crowd any longer!

Bullets rained onto the Evil Monk's swollen body, splattering clumps of bluish‑black fluid.

Yet the monster merely shook its form, its movement hardly affected!

"Physical resistance is high!"

A squad member shouted over the communicator.

"Team Two, move!"

Qin Feng calmly gave orders.

Before his words ended, two figures, one left and one right, burst from the flanks at speeds far beyond human.

One of them, moving like a phantom, left after‑images on the ground, and thrust a tactical short blade toward the Evil Monk's nape!

The other, like a raging ox, slammed into a fruit stall, toppling it.

He hoisted the massive metal rack with one hand, wind tearing around it, and hurled it hard at the Evil Monk's head!

Su Ming, at the rear of the crowd, watched everything clearly.

"Holy crap!"

His pupils contracted violently!

Speed boost!

Strength boost!

These people…

Indeed, they also gained benefits from the altar!

Moreover, their coordination was perfectly in sync—attack, cover, suppression…

Like a high‑speed, precision killing machine!

Su Ming's brain raced wildly, rapidly assessing both sides' combat power.

"If it were me, being targeted by this squad…"

"Even if I used up the remaining four Fourth Act tickets, there'd probably be no chance of victory."

Su Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Three seconds of control might let him take out one or two people.

But immediately after, he'd be torn to pieces by the others!

Individual strength still appears terribly fragile against an organized violent machine.

In short—

Still need to train!

"Pfft—!"

The battle ended faster than imagined.

Under the heavy assault of two enhancers, the Evil Monk showed a fatal flaw.

Qin Feng seized the chance and entered the fray himself.

The long sword in his hand instantly became wrapped in dazzling electricity!

With one slash, he cut off the Evil Monk's head!

Bluish‑black blood spurted out.

The massive body crashed to the ground with a thud.

From clash to conclusion took only a few minutes, and not a single casualty!

"Huh…"

Su Ming let out a long sigh.

What grade is that Electric Knife? He didn't even dare to employ the Eye of Truth to examine it!

Because…

That woman with an explosively perfect figure was still standing there!

Is this really right?

My Unique-level eye!

Afterwards, logistics staff quickly moved forward.

Using a huge Special Corpse Bag, they packed the Evil Monk's corpse and head inside.

It looks like they're preparing to transport it back for study.

Blood…

Su Ming's gaze fell on the pool of blood that was being quickly cleaned.

What a pity!

Too much of a pity!

So large a pool of high‑quality blood, just wasted like this.

He shook his head and looked away.

This isn't where he belongs.

That blood, even more untouchable!

Su Ming turned silently, squeezed through the still‑babbling crowd, and vanished quickly around the corner.

He didn't notice.

In the instant he turned, the girl named Lin Wan glanced toward the direction he was leaving, as if sensing something.

Her elegant eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

…

Su Ming didn't go home.

The crushing battle at the Vegetable Market entrance rang an alarm bell for him.

The Official's power was stronger and more efficient than he imagined.

"Perhaps the overt order can sustain longer than I thought!"

Going head‑to‑head with the Official?

That's pure courting death!

He needs time, needs a stealthy cultivation!

In the time to come, Su Ming roamed among various altars.

But there was hardly anything that could pique his interest.

At noon, Su Ming found a nearly packed restaurant and ordered a bowl of noodles.

After sitting down, he opened the mobile forum again.

It was noisy.

The entire forum was noisier than the restaurant.

Everywhere were excited posts and fantasies of getting rich overnight.

Someone posted a green‑quality dagger obtained by swapping a family heirloom, its blade sharp enough to easily cut through steel plates.

A crowd below chased after it, shouting "big brother" in envy.

Someone else lamented that the luxury watch they bought with half a lifetime's savings only fetched a white‑quality, useless broken stone.

Likewise, schadenfreude was not lacking.

The myriad of beings' states were vividly displayed on the tiny screen.

But the core of all posts revolved around a single word—gamble!

There are no kids crying every day, and no Gambling Dogs losing every day!

He looked a while longer, then Su Ming silently turned off his phone and began eating the noodles.

The news on the forum seemed a bit delayed to him.

People's horizons are widened bit by bit like this.

The beef noodle broth was tasty, yet couldn't dispel the gloom in his heart.

"Humanoid Radar…"

The beautiful woman's ability made him wary.

This means that every time he makes a big move in the future,

it could be traced by the other side through the network line.

No!

It's traced by following residual energy.

He must be more careful, more low‑key!

At the same time, he must become stronger faster!

The Dragon Egg needs blood.

Damn it, it's really hard to get!

Steal a blood bag from a hospital?

Attack the Black Light Incident site that the Official is handling?

The facts he saw with his own eyes made him realize these are courting death!

"Sizzle…"

Su Ming silently slurped the noodles, his mind restless.

At that moment.

From the neighboring table came a loud‑voiced conversation between two middle‑aged men.

"I'm telling you, Lao Li, your thinking is just too rigid!"

A man with thinning hair slammed the table, shaking the vinegar bottles three times.

"This is a great era!"

"It's a massive upheaval not seen in a hundred years—no, a thousand years!"

"I feel my ambition, dormant for twenty years, is once again f—ing bursting out from my very bones!"

The work‑clothed man known as Lao Li disdainfully curled his lip.

"Go on bragging, Zhang Niupi."

"What Get Rich master plan have you devised today?"

Zhang Niupi's face flushed red, then he lowered his voice, his expression mysterious.

"You just don't get it!"

"This time is different, that time is different!"

"I think I see it clearly now: people today are all crazy! Completely, utterly crazy!"

"Look at those people outside—what are they doing?"

"Selling houses! Selling cars! Selling stocks!"

"They trade the hard‑earned gold and silver they've saved all their lives for those intangible, ethereal trinkets!"

"And then?"

"They take those ridiculously expensive luxury goods and antique jade, and toss them into an altar like gamblers!"

"Out of ten, nine just splash away!"

"Even if luck strikes occasionally and something like a Green Light or a blue glow appears, can that be eaten as a meal?!"

"These idiots have all forgotten that people still need to eat!"

"As long as societal order hasn't completely collapsed, staples like firewood, rice, oil and salt will always be essential!"

Su Ming paused his movements.

His gaze passed over the steaming bowl of noodles before him and landed on the flamboyant man at the neighboring table.

The man called Zhang Niupi spoke roughly, his logic simple.

It sounded rather short‑sighted.

But at this moment.

It seemed a faint light slipped into his blind spot of thought.

Indeed…

Nowadays most people are pondering how to double down, how to exchange ever more valuable things for opportunities, to gamble on a future!

But what if they switched tracks and went the opposite way?