Chapter 84: Identity Exposed

Sprinting through the empty city, Fang Can’s figure became a scythe of death.

At this moment, the so-called Human Purge Plan seemed tailor-made for him.

On this day of revelry, rioters were meant to hunt civilians—but now the roles were completely reversed.

Fang Can was like a giant crocodile surging into a pond full of small fish and shrimp, with no predator to fear, capable of slaughtering masses with ease.

It was as if this invader species had been sent to purge the human rioters—wasn’t this another kind of Human Purge Plan?

“According to Qu Hua, I’ll soon encounter an unmatched superpower user; until then, I’ll help eliminate some of their enemies.”

As Fang Can sped forward, his body twisted sharply—a squad of armed killers blocked his path.

“Stop! Don’t move!”

At the sharp command, Fang Can’s figure actually halted in place.

The rioters’ eyes held suspicion and unease.

Too many strange things had happened today—the sudden explosion of planes, the mysterious unconsciousness of thousands in the city center.

And now came a barefoot, strikingly handsome boy strolling casually during the revelry day—absurd beyond belief.

“Hey, kid, tell us where the civilians are hiding, and we won’t kill you,” one rioter threatened, gripping his pistol.

Facing their questions, the boy had no need to reply—he only flashed an impossibly brilliant smile.

“Bang!”

In an instant, a muffled thud echoed from afar, striking their ears.

A distortion wave shot from Fang Can’s thumb, striking one rioter’s skull with precision, blasting him to the ground.

Seeing their comrade collapse backward, every heart froze.

“What the hell is this? Is this guy a superpower user?”

Before he could think further, a comrade’s shout rang in his ear: “He’s got superpowers! Shoot him now!”

Hearing the cry, the rioters instinctively racked their bolts, firing bullets at the boy as if they had no cost.

“Tatata-tatata!”

With a series of piercing muzzle flashes, bullets screamed toward Fang Can like a metal storm—hundreds of rounds converged on him at once.

Fang Can didn’t even bother to dodge.

These mere mechanical objects couldn’t possibly match his thousand-times-forged flesh and blood.

But his clothes were still ordinary—they’d be shredded by this barrage.

In an instant, Fang Can’s right hand shot forward, leaving dozens, hundreds of afterimages in the air.

“How is this possible…”

All eyes filled with terror as they watched Fang Can catch every bullet with a single arm.

“Ding-dang, ding-dang, ding-dang…”

As the last bullet fired, the boy’s feet were buried under a dense carpet of smoking casings.

Staring at the slender boy before them, every man trembled—they knew they’d met a hardened opponent.

Before they could kneel and beg, a low voice whispered: “Done shooting? Now it’s my turn.”

Startled, they looked up to see the boy holding dozens of bullets in his hand.

His left arm bent across his chest, right hand braced on his left wrist, one eye narrowed as he aimed at them.

They recognized this pose well—from childhood, mimicking movie characters aiming and firing.

“Bang!”

With a thunderous report, a bullet shot from his thumb at supersonic speed, piercing through a man’s forehead and hurling him backward.

When he crashed to the ground, they saw his skull had been shattered—the bullet was deeply embedded in his braincase.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Within a single second, five or six bullets were launched by his thumb.

Each struck a comrade with perfect accuracy—a chilling dread rose in every heart.

In the space of a single blink, seven or eight comrades lay dead, brains splattered.

“Run—ah—this—is—a—su—”

Panic erupted from their mouths—but the words died mid-scream.

Fang Can’s firing speed was too fast; four seconds later, with the last bullet spent, over a dozen corpses lay on the ground, none left with a final word.

Having dealt with this group, Fang Can glanced up at the drones hovering like leeches, his expression sour.

“Tch~”

He muttered, raised his hand, and fired another bullet.

After blasting one drone into fragments, he continued onward toward his next target.

Many rioters still hid in the city—he had no time to rest today.

“Who the hell is this guy?”

In Longzu Headquarters, A City, Ji Donglai asked, watching the screen where the drone had exploded into static:

“Who is this superpower user? I’ve never seen him before?”

“And his name is Fang Can? Same as the Fang Can from the neighboring world? Same traits of Wu Gong and Xinxiang? What are the odds?”

A boy beside him, shoving potato chips into his mouth, replied casually: “How should I know? Z City is Luanhuowang’s turf, and he runs the revelry day—this is definitely his mess.”

Hearing the boy’s remark and recalling that man’s temperament, it was exactly the kind of mess he’d create.

“I’ll message him,” Ji Donglai said, watching the drone’s live feed. “I need to find out.”

Thinking this, he dialed Luanhuowang’s number.

Before the phone even rang twice, it was answered. He said coldly: “I’m Ji Donglai. What’s going on with this Fang Can? Why wasn’t I notified?”

“Director Ji, please wait a moment—Luanhuowang is currently singing in the broadcast hall and forbade all interruptions,” came the embarrassed voice from the other end.

Ji Donglai: …

“As soon as he finishes that damn song, tell him to call me back,” Ji Donglai growled.

After hanging up, the boy beside him said slowly: “What now? Should we go bring back this Fang Can?”

“His rapid cultivation boost is almost certainly one of ours. Bring him in, train him properly—he’ll be another national-level combatant soon.”

“Leave him be. Wait until the revelry day ends,” Ji Donglai said, watching Fang Can on screen. “We need to observe him first.”

The boy finished his last chip and said: “I remember Daliwang is there too. If they clash, with the power he’s shown, he might not come out on top.”

“No problem. We’ve got healing specialists. He’ll survive. Let him play a bit.”

“I think you just want blood to flow like rivers,” the boy said, glancing disbelievingly at the head of Longzu.

(End of Chapter)