｛I have counterbalanced 170,000 N!｝

｛My cumulative enduring order exceeds 100,000 N… I, the Great Quadrilateral, have begun the investment rebate process.｝

A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd. Before they could even see what had happened, two bodies crumpled to the ground, amid the car sickness-inducing, nauseating scent of perfume.

｛I distribute an investment dividend of 50,000 N to She Liqi!｝

From among the crowd trapped before the iron gate, the man with a pale, clean face—who had been the first to invest in Yang Zicang—bore an expression of utter incredulity.

｛I sense the shock of She Liqi, the triangle.｝

｛I have harvested 41,270 N that I would have discarded earlier!｝

The numbers visible only to him within the small ring leaped rapidly—91,270 N!

In the distance, Wapi found it hard to believe that this newcomer could actually fight back under the siege so many assailants, yet the fact of the matter stood right before him.

“Ah, now seize the chance! His Void Zero sequence must be at its limit, let’s wear him down! “

Yang Zicang tugged the stunned Xue Qi over, and the Black Rose» in his hand surged once more with yellow-veined bullets. At the same time, his foot touched the glittering circle on the floor.

｛Obtained 8729N｝

｛‑Next dim ethral plane can be illuminated at any time‑｝

｛Consumed 1000 N｝

Furious, Wapi clapped his both hands and yanked them apart as a force field expanded into a cube; engulfing entirely the wandering shot, mid‑air it swung sharply aside and raced straight for the nape of Rudolf’s neck.

Teetering on life’s edge with adrenaline surging, Rudolf turned around and deflected the orange‑crowned projectile quick as ever—only to see starburst of debris as his whole palm exploded, spraying blood everywhere.

Between restrained grunts from the writhing pain, Yang Zicang released the woman who now reeled with him till half‑blind, then drew the vanish‑bladed acausal blade free from dying Xinggyon’s throat, flashed, sprinted ｛dash｝ straight ready encountering full Rudorf.

{_H-hasty stop, Shire Bution, Plessed sir may him not｛rads=reaper｝!!

A sharp angled white bolt ripped out at the next pulse arc.

After connecting, Yang Zicang observed the figures in the ship’s cabin through the sensory feed. One of them, wearing an old-fashioned suit, was clearly furious but was forced to suppress his anger, striving to speak calmly:

{A misunderstanding, Mr. Yang Buchen! Please stop, and we will compensate you. }

Pfft!

Yang Zicang plunged the short sword into the eye socket of Rudolph, who had looked up toward him. This burly man, standing nearly two meters tall, crashed to the ground. Some light and electricity leaked from his body, about to hit the floor.

｛Temporal Principal 99,999N has been invested.｝

｛The position of the ‘Scheduling’ ability has been permanently expanded to the Ten-thousand-rank.｝

｛I have gained 34,112N that I was about to give up!｝

“How do you plan to compensate? “

{You bastard! }

The man in the cabin violently rose from his seat in anger.

{Alright, alright, fine, if killing is what you want. Who do you think you are? Do you truly believe you can leave that place? You can just rot in that damned room from now on! }

Yang Zicang turned his head to look at the doorway that resembled a warehouse.

Amidst the previous chaos, the room he was in had turned into a massive warehouse, and several Travelers’ Guild guards had also appeared. The other party had undoubtedly used some Secret Treasure. As a result, many who had been watching the spectacle were now trapped inside this warehouse-like room.

The man who had received his investment had already taken the lead in subduing the guard watching over them, beating him to the ground. The crowd was clamoring to open the wide iron door, but no matter what they tried, it wouldn’t budge. There were over twenty people in there—many of them stout, strong men, and some with model halos related to tremendous strength.

“What’s the deal with this room? “

“It won’t open at all! “

Yang Zicang spun around and rushed toward Wapi. That man might be the key to getting out of here. At that moment, the fellow was pulling off a small ornamental key from the bracelet on his wrist. The model halo on his chest lit up, and he looked as if he was about to invest in that key.

Yang Zicang, quick of eye and hand, dashed up to him in an instant.

A sneer of contempt appeared on Wapi’s face.

“Do you really think you’re still in the lighthouse? No, you wouldn’t believe what kind of place you’re in. “

Just as Yang Zicang reached out his hand toward Wapi, an energy vortex materialized behind the latter, twisting the very image of the room. It didn’t require specific conditions to open, like an Aether-Subaether Passage; instead, it directly swallowed Wapi’s entire body into it.

Yang Zicang caught a faint glimpse of a room that looked like a bedroom behind him.

“Wait for death! “

Wapi made a slashing motion across his own neck, then tumbled into the room.

“Vice president! ” Several Travelers’ Guild members nearby called out in panic to the vanishing energy vortex, but the vice president ignored them.

“What’s the deal with this room? ” Yang Zicang’s gun now targeted the sales agent from the Travelers’ Guild who had led him here. Before the man could answer, a third guy whipped out a small key and vanished into a surge of energy.

Yang Zicang instantly lunged towards Kim Tae-cheol, who had just slipped a hand into his pocket.

Kim Tae-cheol swallowed hard, freezing his movement. “I have no idea what’s going on. I’m just a salesperson, that’s all. I only started working here recently.“

“I know!“

On the other side of the room, the two enforcers from the Travelers’ Guild, surrounded by over twenty men led by She Liqi, shouted in terror.

“If you know, then SPEAK!” One man smashed his fist into the face of the shouting enforcer. The enforcer didn’t even flinch, glaring at the furious crowd around him. “Our chairman once took part in a struggle over a treasure in an【Aberrant Illusion Realm】. A lot of people died back then. The chairman, by sheer luck, ended up becoming the resident of that spatial treasure.“

“A spatial treasure.“

“A resident? Hey, don’t tell me we’re inside that spatial treasure right now!“

Once again, the folded lines of the man on the boat shot out.

{Now you know where you are, don’t you? Don’t even think about getting out of that room—no one can! }

Yang Zicang controlled the massive flying carpet, flipping it to dump out the three men trapped inside before charging toward the iron door. The crowd either ducked or bowed their heads to clear a path for this holy relic, but the iron door offered no point of entry. Even the flying carpet couldn’t do a thing to it.

{Hahaha, do you really think that toy can break through this door?! How laughable! Even a Holy Sword in person might have a chance. }

{But I do like this flying relic. Thank you for bringing it here. Once you’re dead, I’ll take good care of it… }

BANG!

Another gunshot tore through the air.

The smug voice of the Weiting Travel Merchant Association’s leader choked up like a goose with its throat pinched.

For a colorful bullet shot into the room, like ink bursting through the edge of an oil painting.

{Impossible! }

Everyone looked around in surprise.

Yang Zicang, who hadn’t fired the shot, watched the walls of the room—near the perforated iron door—splintering outward with a riot of chaotic, oily, vibrant colors!

After a brief pause, it spread in an instant, consuming all six walls of the room.

The bullet that had pierced the room now embedded in the opposite wall, glowing as a tiny multicolored lamp of chaos, slowly fading to darkness.

BOOM!

The whole room shattered at once, writhing and folded into itself, shrinking as space twisted wildly. Everyone cried out as they fell, soon finding themselves inside a classic hotel suite.

“You, you actually…! “

Wapi, instantly shoved to the wall’s edge by two or three dozen angry men, stared in shock at the young man in a white suit standing in the doorway of the hotel.

“You bastard! “

The vice president stood up with a ferocious expression—his room had completely collapsed, reduced to its most primal state!

Catching sight of that figure, Yang Zicang’s voice grew heavy after a moment of recognition.

“It’s you!“

Everyone’s gaze then fell on the man standing at the threshold of the large bedroom. This person, who shouldn’t have been there at all, had suddenly appeared—no doubt he was the cause of all these changes.

The man in a white suit and white round-brimmed hat spun the revolver in his hand with a flourish before holstering it inside his jacket.

“That’s right, it’s me, my dear Mr. Yang… Buchen.“

“Hmph.” Yang Zicang let out a light laugh. “We meet again, Bai Yuan.“

“Oh, no no no!” Bai Yuan’s face shifted as he waved his hands frantically. “I’ve changed my name now, friend. Please, don’t mention that name again. I’m called Bai Zilong now.“

There was no time to waste wondering why he had changed his name. Yang Zicang’s urgent priority was to find the vice president of the Travelers’ Guild, who had briefly shown his head among the crowd from across the way.

Someone said, “My distributor is watching us—there should be a Radiance born here soon.“

A few men rushed over, grabbed the gasping vice president by the collar, and yanked him upright.

“Hey, hey, you crooked merchant, just what the hell is this place?“

“Heh heh, I’d advise you all to show me some respect. Otherwise…“

Slap!Before he could finish speaking, the vice president felt a sharp sting on his face. He glared angrily at Yang Zicang, who was watching him coldly.This guy’s movements were unbelievably fast; how had he squeezed through so many people in just two or three seconds?

“Whoa, Zi… Bucheng, are you this violent now? ” Bai Yuan—who had renamed himself Bai Zilong—asked with feigned surprise.

Yang Zicang turned his head to glance at Bai Yuan, the one who had changed his name to Bai Zilong. “Anyone who gets in my way dies. “

｛The second month’s distributor, Di’an, has reported his insights from extensive procurement, suggesting that the nascent radiance within me may grow further.｝

｛Di’an wishes to reserve this formative experience of mine and eagerly anticipates our transaction.｝

“What’s going on here? Is that guy a friend of yours? “

Xue Qi finally managed to push through the crowd. She looked at Yang Zicang and asked.

Before the young man holding the vice president by the collar could speak, Bai Yuan—leaning against the doorway with a cheeky grin—scooted aside.

“Friend? He’s more than a friend! We go back to the very beginning! Back when we were all still greenhorns, mine was the very first starting model—everyone’s first combat. And in that fight, I was the one who rescued this guy, Mr. Yang… Bucheng, when he first came to this world! Right? “