All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 345 The Bus

Regulatory area.

Da da da!
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the steel corridor.

When Ji Ran arrived at the "Non-existent Hound" control zone, the flashing alarms turned his vision blood red.

Corpses lay scattered outside the security room.

"Turn off the alarm."

"Yes!"

The man following him was the company's vice president, responsible for steering the company's specific operations for each branch.

At that moment, he suppressed his nausea and ran into the security room.

Soon, the annoying alarm sounds and red lights disappeared, and cold white light shone down from the light tubes embedded in the ceiling, casting a pale glow on the underground corridor.

There were four dead, all of them were wanderers.

Ji Ran frowned, looking at the mangled corpse before him. Fortunately, Yingzhou Immortal Island had raised his threshold for gore to an extremely high level.

The two corpses before them were mangled, appearing to have been torn apart by wild beasts. Some slime remained between the flesh and blood. The other corpse was relatively intact, but its entire body was covered in slime, its surface corroded as if severely burned, and its muscles and bones broken by immense force… somewhat resembling a snake bound to death.

The last body was a woman. Looking at the nameplate on her chest, she was a squad leader. Her eyes held disbelief, and she died with her eyes wide open.

She wore an exquisitely crafted black cheongsam, and a broken pair of gold-rimmed glasses lay beside her. Several stab wounds pierced her body, but the fatal injuries were not external.

Rather... inside the body.

Ji Ran gently tapped the woman's stomach.

Countless foul-smelling liquids seeped from her wounds—her internal organs had melted away.

What method is this?
Ji Ran compared all the professions in his mind, and none of them had skills that reached this level.

Even the boiling blood of a Nirvana being is impossible. Because the temperature and power of boiling blood cannot melt internal organs without damaging the skin.

pity.

If you have enough spiritual power right now, you can try the "Reversal of Life and Death" technique from the Six Reversals, and you might even be able to get information from the dead.

Of course, one's own [Reversal of Life and Death] consumes 50% of spiritual power and has a very short duration. The reason why the Six Reversals of Yingzhou Immortal Island can have a long-lasting effect lies in the ever-burning immortal light of Jade Mountain.

Ji Ran looked up at the pale-faced vice president beside him and asked, "Have you made contact with the other traveler teams?"

"No...no."

The vice president was covered in sweat and could barely stand.

He knew perfectly well that the core members of the company were no ordinary people. He was completely baffled by the current situation—Zhang Hanyu was handling everything related to the Traveler.

"Ok."

Ji Ran stopped thinking about it. In his hand were two empty syringes. One was the one Zhang Han had injected into him the first time, and the second was one he had just picked up from the corridor of the supervision area.

Thinking about my father's behavior in the study, I guess this is a similar kind of vaccine.

Ji Ran didn't put much thought into it at the moment.

There's something strange about this whole thing. Let's wait for the dealer to come up with a plan and then leave it to the professionals.

The logistics department of Yashan Base, though called the logistics department, is actually staffed by middle-aged and young practical officers selected from among the security officers. Their criminal investigation and other abilities are absolutely top-notch.

The special operations unit's agents are primarily responsible for execution. Of course, for officials like Xie Yan, who are in the remonstrance bureau, involvement in investigation is necessary. After all, the insight and analytical abilities of remonstrance officials are unparalleled.

"Let's go out first, don't let anyone in here."

"Yes."

Ji Ran released the Wind Beast to keep watch over the scene, and then walked out with the vice president.

First, maintain order in the outside world, and then wait for the people from the Yashan base to take over.

……

On the bus.

An old passenger bus was traveling along a country road. Outside the window, the trees cast withered shadows, covered with a thin layer of snow.

Ren Dongcheng was sitting in a seat, silently looking out the window. The area around Yashan Company was relatively remote, with only one high-speed rail station and one bus station nearby.

Bus stations, which do not require identification information, are naturally the preferred choice.

Exposed.

Zhang Hanyu has probably run into trouble too, as he hasn't contacted me since the last picture.

Ren Dongcheng took a deep breath, the image of the severed building flashing through his mind.

Only Zhang Han and his special ability could unleash such power under the suppression of spiritual energy. Yet, he was still defeated.

"Special Operations Department..."

This is the Special Operations Department.

Ren Dongcheng let out a deep breath, realizing that he now only had one option—to enter the spirit world to avoid trouble.

Having worked at the company for so long, everyone knows me; there's no way I can hide. The only option is to retreat to the spirit world.

The company has conducted in-depth research on the spirit world's "graveyard," which contains several relatively safe zones. In addition, I also learned about a small "time rewind point" from Zhang Han.

At the same time, there are also many gathering places formed by people wanted by the Special Operations Department, people who have committed real crimes, and even some people with intelligence.

I can escape there, wait for things to calm down, and then slowly move back into life in Jia Chen District.

However, there is a premise to this.

I must reach level 5!
Ren Dongcheng glanced at his level—Five Organs Immortal (Level 4: 92%). He was very close.

In a completely chaotic and disorderly place like the Graveyard, level 5 is the minimum. Below level 5, danger lurks everywhere.

The qualitative change brought to a traveler by whether or not they leap over the Dragon Gate is too great. A level 5 might be able to barely fight against a level 6, but a level 4, even if they risk their lives, cannot harm a level 5.

If you want to quickly gain 8% experience... there's only one way.

Harvesting emotions.

Ren Dongcheng opened his phone and searched for trending topics on new media.

creak-

At that moment, the seat opposite suddenly reclined.

The car seats are very old-fashioned, with stiff backrests that immediately compress the back seats once they are lowered.

The person who reclined the chair was a middle-aged man with a thick beard and a stout build, wearing a large black down jacket. At that moment, he had reclined the chair to its lowest position and was lying comfortably on it.

Behind him sat a dark-skinned old man. He was forced to tilt his head back, clutching a dirty children's backpack and wearing middle school uniform trousers. He wore a black down jacket with frayed cuffs sewn together crookedly to prevent the down filling from leaking out.

Dengdeng!

The old man tapped on the front seat and said in a thick dialect, "Brother, could you move the chair a bit?"

The man in the front seat seemed not to hear, closing his eyes to rest.

"Big brother?"

The man still didn't answer, and even pushed back harder, forcing the old man to bend his legs and stretch his neck.

The old man's two questions had already drawn the attention of everyone in the car. As if sensing everyone's gaze, the old man became increasingly uneasy.

He gave an awkward and apologetic smile to those around him, then silently shut his mouth.

Throughout the three-hour journey, the elderly man maintained an extremely uncomfortable posture. His toes touched the ground, his knees and thighs were pressed down by the seat in front of him, and his neck had to be kept raised at all times, otherwise his throat would be pressed down by the top of the seat in front of him.

His expression was blank, devoid of any emotion.

Everyone saw it; some frowned, some sighed, some ignored it, and some chuckled. But no one said a word in support of the old man. In the dead of winter, the ragged old man was covered in sweat.

During this time, he tried several times to take the eggs out of his bag to eat, but he couldn't free his hand.

pat!

The car braked suddenly, and an egg fell to the ground, rolling forward with a "roll" and hitting the leg of a chair diagonally in front of it, shattering into a yellow and white piece.

"What bad luck!"

The woman on the seat hadn't intended to say anything at first, but when she saw that it was an old man who had dropped the egg, she didn't hesitate to curse and stomp on the egg.

The old man paused, then clenched the bag of eggs tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with panic and helplessness, but he habitually revealed an awkward, even ingratiating smile.

"I'm...I'm sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry! Come and pick it up, it stinks!"

"well."

Brush and pull!

The old man hurriedly put away the plastic bag, but couldn't squeeze out of the seat.

Snapped!
At that moment, a large hand pressed the old man down.

"Sir, please have a seat."

Ren Dongcheng walked over to the middle-aged woman, bent down, picked up the mud-covered eggs, and said with a smile, "Sorry."

"Humph!"

When the woman saw that it was a young man, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

At that moment, Ren Dongcheng walked to the old man's side, looked down at the man lying down.

"This guy, he really likes to sleep."

"none of your business?"

At that moment, the man opened his eyes, looked at Ren Dongcheng with disdain, and said, "Is he your father or your grandfather?"

"Damn it, mind your own business!"

The man glared at Ren Dongcheng, showing no fear whatsoever. He even tried to push the old man back, deliberately squeezing him again. However, despite his efforts, the seat remained completely still.

"Ok?"

He turned his head and saw Ren Dongcheng's arm bracing against the back of the seat, and with a series of "crack" sounds, he gradually broke the back of the seat.

"You...what are you doing!"

"You do not want!"

"No, no, no!"

"what--"

……

The fat man in the front seat was no match for the frail old man. As Ren Dongcheng bent the seat, his body bent over from the waist down, almost squeezing into a ball.

"Others can endure three hours, so you'll only have three minutes."

Ren Dongcheng's calm voice, as the chair bent, gradually crushed the man.

The passenger in the front seat was so frightened that he jumped out of his seat. The fat man was completely squeezed and could not breathe, his face turning purple.

click-

With a crisp cracking sound from his spine, the fat man immediately lost consciousness and remained motionless.

Bang!

Ren Dongcheng released his seat and walked straight to the woman's side.

At this moment, she was so frightened that she started shaking.

"Eat it."

Ren Dongcheng spread his hands, revealing the eggs he had picked up, and said, "Don't waste food."

"Yes, yes, we can't...we can't waste it!"

The woman was at a loss, grabbed the egg and stuffed it into her mouth, too terrified to utter a word of protest.

[Experience increased by 0.01%]

[Experience increased by 0.02%]

[Experience increased by 0.04%]

……

The anger that Luan Ke felt was not mere anger, but rather a cathartic release of that anger. Clearly, among the silent passengers, some harbored indignation at what had just transpired, yet dared not speak.

At that moment, he reaped that anger.

not enough.

Ren Dongcheng looked out the window; they were now on a bustling street. The busy street corresponded to a thriving commercial district.

The midday sun shone brightly, as if casting a shimmering glow over the city's winter. The bustling food street was teeming with people, and long queues formed at the expensive, trendy restaurants.

Just one car away, an elderly man spent three hours going through all that trouble, without getting a single bite of a cold egg.

Now, I have nowhere to retreat.

Since he was heading to the spirit world, there was no need to care about the previous constraints. He wanted to see just how much passion remained in this society.

"uncle."

Ren Dongcheng helped the old man to his seat and said, "Please sit here first."

"No, no!"

The old man, who had been smiling despite being squeezed all the way, was now panicked.

"Young man, why are you doing this?!"

At this moment, the old man was holding Ren Dongcheng's arm tightly, trembling with tears streaming down his face.

"If that happens, the security guards will arrest you!"

"Old man, I'm so sorry!"

"I……"

Snapped!
Ren Dongcheng pressed the old man into a chair and simply shook his head.

"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have said that."

Ren Dongcheng turned around and looked at the unconscious fat man.