Chapter 341: The Feeling of Going Home Is Truly… (5/10, for

Buzz buzz buzz.

Just then, Fang Yue heard the sound, coming from directly above.

He looked up at the sky and saw a middle-aged man with bee-like wings on his back, suspended high in the air, looking down at them.

"President?!"

After a brief daze, Qiu Dugu blurted out in pleasant surprise.

Ma Shaoku beside him went even paler, his face white as paper in an instant.

The president was not the president of the Alliance, but the president of the Transport Association.

The bee wings on his back were likewise a strange artifact.

The president of the Transport Association's surname was Qian. According to President Qian, his strange artifact was extremely fast, and he happened to be handling matters nearby at the time, so he rushed over as soon as he received the news.

"Your matters, we'll talk later. I'll go capture Luo Daoren first."

With a buzz, President Qian vanished from everyone's sight. Only Fang Yue, who had quietly activated Synchronize, could barely make out his movement trajectory.

Fang Yue deactivated Synchronize, lost in thought.

He had thought that relying on his acquired Second-rate Realm strength, he was already formidable in the game—pummeling anomalies with his fists and trampling NPCs underfoot.

But in reality, others could match or even surpass him just by relying on strange artifacts.

No! That's not right!

In reality, everyone has an ordinary person's constitution, so why did President Qian…

Soon, Fang Yue thought of Qiu Dugu beside him and realized the reason.

It seemed that among strange artifacts, quite a few could directly enhance a person's physical constitution—like Qiu Dugu's Ancient Costume Clothing anomaly, or President Qian's Bee Wings!

"That's great, with President Qian here…"

Buzz!

Before Qiu Dugu could finish speaking, President Qian had returned, but he came back empty-handed, his expression somewhat odd.

"Luoshuang Daoren got away."

"How is that possible?! With President Qian's speed…"

"No, she used a clone to transfer herself away."

President Qian said with a dark expression.

"Clone transfer? That must be the strange artifact we got intel on earlier—it fell into her hands."

"Mm, find a way to track her down. That item is very useful to our Alliance and must not fall into the hands of the Shadow."

"Yes!"

After responding, Qiu Dugu began to give President Qian a detailed account of everything that had happened earlier.

President Qian nodded and fell silent by turns. Only when Qiu Dugu mentioned the parchment did his face darken, and he silently walked up to Ma Shaoku.

A short buzz suddenly rang out.

Before anyone could even see how President Qian struck, Ma Shaoku's head flew off, and his headless corpse collapsed to the ground.

"Your matter, I'll deal with it properly when I get back. You all head home first."

Fang Yue's residence, information, identity—as long as the Alliance wanted to investigate, there was nothing they couldn't find.

But such a minor figure had never surfaced before, so naturally no one cared.

Qiu Dugu looked at the corpse on the ground, sighed, and acknowledged.

Not long after President Qian left, the people from the Alliance responsible for receiving them arrived.

But before that, Fang Yue had already boarded a helicopter with Bai Xiaoya and the others, flying home.

"A Ming, come with me. If you go back to A Die… back to Bai Su'e now, it's a dead end."

On the helicopter, Bai Xiaoya suddenly said.

A Ming was uncharacteristically silent for a moment, then, while piloting the helicopter, shook his head slightly: "The boss has been as kind to me as a mountain, and I've treated him like a father. He won't kill me."

"…That's because you don't know his true face!"

"Miss, please stop. I believe in the boss… Also, thank you for not telling the Alliance people about the boss earlier. If the Alliance had set their sights on him, the boss would be in grave danger."

Bai Su'e was a running dog of the Shadow, not even an official member.

But even that label was enough for the Alliance to act and eliminate such a pest.

So not mentioning Bai Su'e earlier was equivalent to saving Bai Su'e's life.

But Bai Xiaoya shook her head slightly: "I just don't want him to die at the hands of the Alliance."

Bai Xiaoya still hadn't reached a firm answer in her heart, but she did still have questions she wanted to ask Bai Su'e. She had a feeling that when she met Bai Su'e again, she would be able to discern her own heart, and whether to kill or release would naturally be answered then.

But right now, she was still lost.

Seeing Qing Shui Xiao Qu getting closer and closer, the three on the helicopter rare smiles of relaxation.

And then…

Boom!!!

The building where Fang Yue lived exploded in a blaze!

The explosion's location happened to be in the large area where the three's rooms were.

Amid the flames shooting skyward, the three of them froze together.

Screams, pleas for help, shouts only then rang out one after another, and the situation below instantly descended into chaos.

And Fang Yue's mind went blank with a buzz.

"Yuan… Jie…"

Earlier, he had called Yuan Jie, who said she would be coming back today.

Knowing Yuan Jie's personality, she would definitely be waiting at home for them. Yuan Jie… was still at home…

When he came back to his senses, Fang Yue's body had already moved faster than his mind—he had leapt straight down from the helicopter.

Fortunately, the helicopter was already not far from the residential building, close enough for him to charge into it.

Lifespan burning, power unleashed to the fullest.

In a slanting, headlong plunge, Fang Yue smashed straight through the wall of a room on roughly the upper-middle floor of the building.

Boom!!

The wall caved in on impact, chunks of concrete ricocheting wildly around the room.

"Yuan Jie… Yuan Jie!!"

Ignoring the stunned, terrified family of three in the room, Fang Yue—monster-like—battered open the locked door and charged straight into the corridor.

After gauging the approximate location, Fang Yue bypassed the elevator and headed straight for the stairwell, only to find it packed with people.

His face darkening, Fang Yue leapt up, kicked off the stairwell wall, and moved rapidly like he was running across rooftops.

One floor, two floors, three floors—Fang Yue was racing upward.

And the higher he ran, the thinner the crowd became.

Which meant almost everyone was running downward.

"Yuan Jie… please don't let anything happen!"

Fang Yue's eyes gradually turned blood-red, and as he ran, killing intent spilled out of him.

The only two he could think of capable of doing something like this were—

One was Bai Xiaoya's father, Bai Su'e.

The other was the Shadow Society.

No matter who had done this, Fang Yue would make them pay! Pay in blood!!

Like a gale at full gallop, Fang Yue sprinted madly up the stairs and reached his own floor—he could already see the front door of his home, still standing intact in the corridor.

"It's fine! It has to be fine! It has to be fine!"

Heart in his throat, pounding wildly, Fang Yue charged up to the front door.

He stopped, steadied his breathing, pulled out his key, and opened the door…

"Yuan Jie, I'm ba—"

Beyond the front door, the view laid bare—their home had been blown away entirely.

Apart from that security door, everything inside had been blasted apart, reduced to rubble and debris that tumbled downward, no one knew where.

(End of Chapter)