Chapter 234: Interrogating the Players

As she spoke, Hearing Liu Qingmeng shifted her petite body into a more comfortable reclining position.

Resting her head lazily on Fang Can's lap, she lifted her eyelashes slightly, sensing the comfort of this First Cauldron.

It was simply warm in winter and cool in summer; merely touching it could slowly repair damage inflicted on the body.

If carried daily as a body pillow, even doing nothing at all would have the effect of extending life and preserving youth.

Seeing her disciple looking up with eager eyes, Hearing Liu Qingmeng suddenly felt a surge of benevolence and said:

"How about it? Don't you like him? Since he is currently unconscious, feel free to indulge yourself."

To show her seduction, Hearing Liu Qingmeng lightly patted Fang Can's chest, producing a crisp *thump-thump* sound.

"Master, you must not; how can you behave in such a manner?" Jiang Ningan, after a moment of slight hesitation, spoke with firm resolve: "Feelings should arise but be restrained by propriety; such matters should be..."

Before he could finish, he saw Hearing Liu Qingmeng directly grab the lapels of Fang Can's clothes and yank them open with force, revealing pale, delicate skin: "How about it? Do you want to grope? Do you want to grope?"

"I will not play games with Master anymore." Jiang Ningan, somewhat flustered, turned his head away.

But his state of mind was already disturbed, making meditation impossible; he could only sit cross-legged on the ground, eyes gazing at his nose and nose gazing at his heart, attempting to calm his mind.

'Small fry, prepare to exert yourself behind Fang Can later...' Hearing Liu Qingmeng gave a coquettish huff in her heart, but her body suddenly stiffened.

Because a warm palm had gently covered his small face: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Gently smoothing out his somewhat disheveled clothes, Fang Can, as if holding a large doll, grabbed the slender waist with both hands, lifted her, and set her aside.

"Were you not cultivating?" Treated like a child, Hearing Liu Qingmeng said angrily: "How is it that you stopped practicing in less than an hour?"

"I felt someone was talking about me." Fang Can said honestly.

As his words fell, the mobile phone on the coffee table in front of him rang.

Casually picking up the phone in front of him, Fang Can had just connected when he heard the serious voice of Ji Donglai on the other end: "There is something that might trouble you to handle."

"Welcoming new arrivals again?"

"No, but it is somewhat related; our world has been invaded by players, and there are many..."

On the phone, Ji Donglai chattered on and on, bringing up things like players and another world.

Fang Can went from initial casualness to increasing seriousness as he listened; there was actually such a thing.

"So why are you calling me?" Fang Can asked.

"It's just that those players are not cooperating well right now, so we want you to step in and deal with them, after all, your abilities are more suitable." Ji Donglai said lightly.

"Alright, I'll go take a look; tell me the location." Fang Can nodded.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the two people staring straight at him and said: "I'll go out for a bit first to handle a small matter."

"By the way, regarding the matter of the players, you need to notify the Great Expansion side after we return."

"After all, with 50 million players flooding in, if preparations are not made, we might be caught off guard."

Fang Can instructed the two, planning for Jiang Ningan to inform Hearing Liu Qingmeng's main body after returning.

By then, when Hearing Liu Qingmeng acts, with the authority of a Fourth Transcendence, she can make arrangements in advance, avoiding a situation where 50 million players leveling up by killing monsters rush in, causing a river of blood.

After carefully instructing them, Fang Can stood up to leave, but was called back by a soft voice from behind.

"Fang Can." A faint blush rose on Jiang Ningan's porcelain-white face; in Hearing Liu Qingmeng's shocked gaze, he said softly:

"If... if you have time tonight, take me to stroll around the nearby streets; I want to familiarize myself with the surroundings."

'The victim... the victim has risen! Is this really my disciple?' Hearing Liu Qingmeng's face showed a look of horror.

But the girl who had made the date request had already lowered her slender white neck in shame, her hands instinctively clenching tightly.

If not for the sense of crisis Master brought her, this active invitation would not be known how long it would have been delayed.

"Of course, no problem; I'll take you to see it then." Fang Can smiled gently, made the promise, and then vanished from the room.

Soaring freely in the air, he flew towards City D according to the location sent by Ji Donglai; all the captured players were currently imprisoned there.

Inside the City D prison, the Bloody-Handed Demon wore shackles on his feet; his whole body was limp and unable to muster a shred of strength, locked to a steel chair.

Behind him, a canister carrying several liters of concentrated anesthetic was, like an IV drip, continuously injecting the anesthetic into his body.

If his upgraded body were not strong enough, he would have been killed by the medicine long ago.

'Damn it, this game only allows creating one account; even if you die, you cannot delete the save and restart; now I'm stuck on this save.'

The Bloody-Handed Butcher cursed inwardly; he was not too worried about his situation, as no matter what, it could not threaten his real-world body.

Just as he was pondering, a prison guard walked in, strapped his body onto a wheelchair, and then pushed him out.

"Hey, what do you want to do? Didn't you hear what I said before? If you don't cooperate with us players, wait until we get up and be careful, or we'll kill you all."

All the way, the Bloody-Handed Butcher continued to shout, but the prison guard ignored him, silently pushing his anesthetized body towards the interrogation room.

On the way to the interrogation room, the Bloody-Handed Butcher noticed many players being transported just like him.

Leaving aside other things, the golden IDs shining brightly on their heads directly exposed their identities; most of them were acquaintances from the game blogger chat group.

These people were all controlled; exchanging glances, they stopped speaking and instead directly logged out of the game to exchange information in reality.

After chatting and logging back into the game, they looked at the ignorant prison guards with expressions of mockery.

In this eerie silence, these dozens of male and female game bloggers were pushed into the interrogation room.

Inside, a handsome youth with white hair and red eyes sat quietly on a chair, gazing calmly at every player entering.

Above his head, golden and shining: 【Fang Can · First Transcendence】

'It's actually an NPC who has already changed class!'

'This guy appeared in the CG!'

'His looks are actually more handsome than my model!'

Under the players' scrutiny, the Bloody-Handed Demon spoke first:

"You must be the representative of those superpowered ones negotiating, right? You should have considered my deal already; after all, you superpowered ones don't care about civilians, so contributing millions of people to us every year is quite reasonable, isn't it?"

At his words, Fang Can raised his head slightly and said coldly, "Did I permit you to speak?"

As the words fell, the jawbone of the Blood-Handed Madman, who had just been speaking fluently, was instantly twisted into powder by the force field, leaving him looking utterly wretched on the outside.

Yet even with his jaw shattered into fragments, the Blood-Handed Madman's expression remained unchanged as he said:

"It's useless. I am a player; I have completely blocked out pain. Moreover, even if you kill me, I can resurrect without a scratch."

Seeing the other's state at this moment, Fang Can said calmly, "You are right, but I am a Luck Superpower User."

(End of this chapter)