Chapter 60:Debut Night – 1

“I, I…” Xiang Xingyan instantly trembled head to foot, “You… Thought Manipulation skill?”
“Presently, where is the leader?”
Standing by his side was a young man with a frosty expression. How he had come was unknown. Xiang Xingyan’s inner discomposure weakened his knees and speech: “It is, it is Xiao Xun, the man earlier… first lead voice…”
“In the tallest building beneath him.”
Looking at the man whose face was ashen as he raised his arm to point into the distance, Yang Zicang gently patted him on the shoulder. The massive maw that had been engulfing him suddenly closed, and with a upward pull, a phantom figure was dragged out.
[The training from the dream has been inherited, and it seems part of my mentality has been inherited as well.]
Yang Zicang felt unusually calm. He glanced at the man’s figure, now collapsed like a log on the ground.
The White Shadow Thought-Dragon was tearing apart and devouring his struggling psychokinetic body.
“Xiao Xun, huh,” he said. “It’s a shame this isn’t a dream; otherwise, why would I bother with the likes of you?”
With a composed stride, Yang Zicang stepped forward and set out in the direction Xiang Xingyan had pointed.
High up in this night sky, within a patch of chilling mist that scattered like fog, the hidden twin cartoon figures gradually faded away.
……
Inside the luxuriously decorated room, it was brightly lit.
On a large swivel chair, a man, holding a wine glass, laughed heartily as he patted the back of the delicate woman riding in front of him, saying to the person across the large desk:
“That idiot Xiang Xinglong—got a few of his men taken down by Yang Zicang and the other guy in one encounter. What a waste.”
“One encounter? How could it be that bad? Yang Zicang might be strong, but he’s just an inexperienced newbie.”
“He always likes to ambush people. Guess this time Yang Zicang caught on and used his ‘direction-changing’ ability to kill him off. Boss Xiao, where did you find this new fling of yours?”
“Heh heh, what, you want to give it a try too? Wait your turn.”
Seeing that the conversation was about to drift to another topic again, Shao Min stood up from the sofa beside him, stretched lazily, and walked toward the door.
“Where are you off to, Brother Shao? We still rely on you to liaise with the bosses.”
“Just stepping out for some air. You all keep chatting.”
Another person on the sofa said, “Have you seen that guy, Xiang Xinglong, escape?”
“I’m watching right now, bro. I’ll feel more at ease keeping an eye outside. Haha, you guys have fun.”
Shao Min smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, then pushed the door open and walked out.
Yang Zicang turned out to be so formidable.
That guy really knows how to hide. Everyone has been fooled by him.
Turning to glance at the heavy door, Shao Min let out a cold laugh and walked toward the pitch-dark staircase.
……
The clouds that had been obscuring the moonlight dissipated in the sky, allowing the moonlight to once again illuminate this dilapidated city.
Light flickered from the high floors of that crumbling building.
In a place on Earth where every inch of land is precious, it also stands here as a highly sought-after, desirable residence.
As Yang Zicang walked through the streets, thinking about possibly obtaining a large amount of time sequence in a short while, the broken line on his chest flickered out as he contacted Chu Qiang, who had recently gotten into some kind of fight—evidenced by the bandage on his shoulder.
After inquiring, Yang Zicang murmured softly to himself.
“After establishing an organization, the team has a kind of public time sequence storage pool… up to five thousand years?”
Chu Qiang on the other end said:
“Do you want to join us? Temporarily joining the team is fine too. I can help you store, allocate, and invest the time sequence—that’s what I’ve always been doing.”
If it’s just about transferring investments, there’s clearly someone more suitable. Moreover, he and I have a connection spanning thousands of years.
Yang Zicang chuckled.
[I have obtained Yang Zicang’s investment of 2000N total time sequence, with a validity period of one month.]
Chu Qiang was inwardly stunned.
{Where did you get that?}
[Keep these two thousand years temporarily on your end. If possible, transfer them to Xiao Yu and the others on my behalf.]
……
Inside the RV, Yan Yi had been staring at the nest, but after dozens of hours had passed, not a single person from the monster faction had appeared.
“What the hell are those guys thinking, waiting for that so-called Defender to spawn itself?”
Bang! The RV door was pushed open.
A woman with a ponytail panted, saying:
“I just received some intel. Several experts from the Xiongying Unit are all inside our A-level intersection zone.”
“What the fuck?”
Yan Yi stood up, staring in shock at the woman’s face.
“Is the Xiongying Unit trying to enter our Hub Town? Damn it, fucking assholes, I knew they weren’t up to anything good! Who’s providing assistance this time? There are only a few in the Quadrilateral.”
“It seems to be the Divine Maiden Alliance.”
“That team that applied for Zhao Anlong’s A-level frequency crystal! For fuck’s sake, those bastards. I swear, this time I’m truly furious.”
Very few from his own faction had even entered the Hub Town. If members of the monster faction truly got into the Hub Town through their city’s gate, then the faction headquarters would lose face big time.
A ray of light refracted from Yan Yi, and he got in touch with the headquarters members staking out the monster rats’ intersection zone.
No sooner had there been a few words than the usually calm and composed person across from him changed expression.
……
The tall building was ahead, and Yang Zicang stopped in his tracks, hiding behind a pillar of another building. The model on his chest flashed again and slipped out.
[I will consume 0.1R per ten seconds to initiate a Mental Link.]
This Mental Link was not free this time.
Soon, the man on the other side, who was in his pajamas and using a wrench to assemble a bed, answered.
{Ah, buddy! Are my eyes playing tricks on me?}
[If I acquire a lot of order in a short time, how can I allocate them to avoid them vanishing?]
{Easy, invest for me; my model was made for that.}
After he said that, a sudden thought from the model echoed in Yang Zicang’s mind.
[Mori has activated automatic investment service for me; I can invest any order for him at any time.]
{We’re waiting for you here; Boppoli wants to treat you to a big meal, he’s been chattering about it for hours.}
Yang Zicang raised his head, looked at the building ahead and the few lights on the upper floors, and let out a cold laugh.
[If things go smoothly, it won’t be long before I meet you guys.]
{Really?}
A ring of light appeared on the young man’s chest, quadrangle patterns flashed, and his silhouette accelerated, rushing through the building, ascending several floors in an instant.
……
A floor above in the darkness.
Two guards were sitting across from each other by the window, playing cards by moonlight, when suddenly a figure silently stood beside them without anyone noticing.
“Who’s there!”
Their expressions panicked. One of them was about to activate his model, but suddenly his mental state was violently churned. This man in the blue vest felt as if he were suffocating, his mind and body tense, sitting on the ground yet feeling like he was falling down the building in a dizzy spell.
“H-How, how is there sea, seawater…”
A white phantom appeared, lunging at him to tear him apart.
[I have gained 1226.7 N.]
Yang Zicang looked at the other person: “Is Xiao Xun upstairs?”
“Yes, on the twenty-first floor.”
Whoosh! The White Shadow Thought-Dragon rushed upstairs like lightning.
Xiao Xun suddenly heard news of his investment failure.
His eyes jolted wide, he pushed the woman off him onto the ground and stood up: “Trouble!”
[Silent Night.]
Hum~
Everyone in the room suddenly felt a suffocating sense of disillusionment, as if everything became unreal.