Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 981 Wherever you go, you'll find a way.

It's no wonder He Songling was impolite; calling Gao Yushan the White-Haired Girl would be an understatement.

The old woman was deathly pale. Her hair, which was originally white, had turned almost transparent after she began to reverse her life.

This appearance is strikingly similar to the Yuki-onna (snow woman) monster from Japanese folklore. Even Ultraman Jack would have to turn red, no, behead her directly.

"Hey, that's so rude!"

Although it was the first time in so many years that Gao Yushan had stood up and appeared in front of people, she was filled with excitement, but these excessive words still made her shout.

“Exactly, ignore him. Old Ling is just a foul-mouthed guy. Sisters are so much better.” Feng Shayan casually put her arm around Gao Yushan’s shoulder. This old woman seems to have some bisexual tendencies. These days she’s been getting along really well with Xia He, which has made Zhang Lingyu quite resentful in private.

“I think so too. I’ll do your makeup.” Over the past few days, Fu Rong had learned about the girl’s tragic past and felt great sympathy for her.

"I'll give you another makeover. There's an old saying that fair skin covers a hundred flaws. Old Ling has no taste, yet he dares to criticize you." Xia He is equally attractive to both men and women. She held her huge toy close to Gao Yushan, and with her irresistible charm, Gao Erzhuang blushed.

An hour later, three women pushed Gao Yushan out. And it must be said, after dressing up properly and changing her clothes, Gao Yushan did indeed show signs of being a beauty.

The main female characters in these comic book worlds are generally not unattractive.

"Well, it's passable, albeit barely." Even if he disliked it, He Songling had to admit it. Gao Yushan's figure was still quite good; it was just that she was completely pale. If you changed her skin tone a bit, making her look like the moon-white figure that Zuo Ruotong often played back then, that would be fine. She could even disguise herself as a white person.

"Lu Lin should be able to take the bait then." Thinking this, Feng Baobao's skin also turned snow-white.

"So, is it open yet?"

"It's open." Gao Yushan nodded. For her, the past few days had been truly surreal. First, a group of people came and stole her, along with her nutrient tank, from the virtually unknown safe house in Northeast China. Then, she encountered a miracle worker who restored her limbs and mobility.

Then, he even found a path of cultivation that could lead to heaven.

Although Gao Yushan's cultivation time in He Songling's world was not short, it was still not long. In fact, it was about the same as Zhuge Qing and the others, about two years. To be able to open the Gate to Heaven in such a short time is nothing short of fantastical, let alone for Gao Yushan, even for Lu Jin, who is at the pinnacle of supernatural beings.

He has cultivated for over a hundred years, but still hasn't found any possibility of becoming an immortal.

"Alright then, you're the first person in nearly a hundred years to open the second level of the Xuan Gate. I'm not planning to teach anymore either, and I'm almost certain that you're the only one in the last hundred years."

He Songling was very satisfied. Gao Yushan's strength was still developing rapidly. She had just repaired all the defects in her body and opened the Xuanmen in the Reverse Life. The constant collision between repairing her body and the Qi of Heaven would make her grow even faster.

In short, he's no less impressive than Zhang Chulan, who was driven at ten times the speed by He Songling himself.

"That's about right." He Songling counted: Zhuge Qing, Fu Rong, Wang Ye, Zhang Lingyu, Xia He, Feng Shayan, Ma Xianhong, Zhang Chulan, Xiao Zizai, and Gao Yushan—exactly ten people. He didn't count himself as a human; he was a god. Thinking back to the thirty-six thieves who swore brotherhood with Wugensheng, there weren't this many high-quality young talents among them.

"Let's go, this time we'll surround them with ten men!"

He Songling waved his hand, and the group began to move towards the last stretch of road to the capital.

Headquarters is accessible from anywhere.

The board members were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"He actually dared to come? He fucking dared to come?" Chairman Bi was furious, but those who could become directors of Na Du Tong were all shrewd people, and they could all see that his anger was actually a mental breakdown and extreme excitement caused by extreme fear.

Another person had the same symptoms.

"We haven't even discussed dealing with him yet, and he's already come knocking on our door?"

This person probably had some private dealings with Qu Tong. After hearing about He Songling and the others' journey, his hands are now trembling like he has Parkinson's disease.

The short old lady, Director Su, was impartial and not too prejudiced against He Songling. She had always agreed to cooperate with Zhao Fangxu in a gentle and win-win manner. The problem was, now that He Songling had come knocking on their door, who could say what this lunatic might do?

She asked worriedly, "Chairman Zhao, should we report this to the army and ask them for support..."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Fangxu slammed his hand on the table, then stood up and looked at his colleagues in the conference room with disdain.

"You're all such high and mighty people on a daily basis, talking about how your environment influences your temperament and how your upbringing influences your body, and how you can remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you. What's wrong with you now? You've all become spineless cowards. Aren't you ashamed to be seen like this by others?"
"What exactly is our 'All-Knowing' organization for? Managing superhumans, that's for sure. But we have to manage those who obey and those who don't; we have to manage Old Zhong's people, and we have to manage the foreigners too. All you do is lord it over a bunch of superhumans all day long, but what if an enemy you can't defeat comes knocking on your door, waiting for your 'All-Knowing' protection? Are you going to cower in fear and run away first? To put it bluntly, you're a bunch of useless trash!"

Zhao Fangxu's words were very harsh; it's something that would be unlikely to be said within their group, which shows the extent of his anger.

These board members, though insecure, were not afraid. We might be afraid of a god attacking our doorstep, but what are we afraid of, you fat Zhao, whose empty palm strike can barely make a ripple? We're all playing by the same system, the same rules. Even if I usually give you some leeway, in a life-or-death situation, who's afraid of your authority as the top leader?

Immediately, someone objected: "Otherwise what? Are we going to knowingly throw our lives away knowing we're no match for them? We are a banner of the Extraordinary People. Even if we are weak in combat, if we fall, how can others have confidence in us?"
You've all seen He Songling's methods; the information has already been distributed. He can wipe us all out without us even lifting a finger! What's the point of staying here?"

"Nonsense! Is He Songling a foreign force? Is he a rebel? Does he intend to target ordinary people or rebel against the government? He's just being law-abiding; he only brought a few young people to our company, and you're all so scared that you want to call the army?"

Zhao Fangxu sneered: "If you wait for him to come over and negotiate, even if he really has malicious intentions, he might not dare to touch us because he's afraid of harming us. But if you stand far away and put a cannon barrel in his face first, I don't know if he'll die, but you'll definitely die before him. Do you believe that?"

(End of this chapter)