Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 182 Mental Activity 71% (Bonus Chapter, Please Vote)
"When you start a new job, you're bound to bump into your colleagues and become one of them..."

"Since I joined the Disaster Management Agency, I've been so busy that I haven't had time to build good relationships with my colleagues."

Han Su wiped the blood splattered on his face, thinking grimly, "This time, it can be considered a clash of opinions, right?"

The increase in his mental activity gave rise to an unusual level of energy. With over 70% mental activity, which was already known as the forbidden zone of the gods, he theoretically had already entered it, but he did not experience any particular sensations.

Perhaps 70% isn't a forbidden zone for gods, but rather the threshold for such a zone. To qualify, one would need to be more mentally active, reaching 71%.

Regardless, as long as this method works, that's fine.

He threw aside the simple longsword and, fueled by the newly generated energy, charged forward once more.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

In the chaos, some people spotted him and desperately grabbed their guns and pulled the triggers on him.

It was the Black Star investigator who had broken through the guardrail on the small road and painstakingly made his way through the weeds. He had just caught up with Han Su when he saw a thick fog rising ahead.

Unwilling to miss this confrontation, he rushed into the fog without hesitation, and then he saw this nightmarish scene.

Thanks to his excellent skills and sense of danger, he had already dodged two hits from the ghost truck and survived with great difficulty. Only then did he finally see Han Su as his target and, filled with boundless rage, fired at Han Su.

But to his surprise, Han Su saw him, narrowed his eyes, and rushed over.

He raised his left hand, his entire palm as if cast in bronze, and moved it up, down, left, and right, deflecting several bullets in succession.

The bullet struck his palm, even sending sparks flying.

Not to mention the power of the bullet itself, even the psychoactive activity attached to the Black Star investigator was easily neutralized.

The next moment, he had already approached like a ghost. The Black Star Investigator instantly erupted, shouting to embolden himself, and gathered streaks of blue electricity in his palm, thrusting them straight at Han Su's neck.

But Han Su stepped forward first, reacting only a fraction of a second faster and moving a fraction of a second faster, and delivered a knee strike to his groin before he could react.

Taking advantage of his muffled roar, his body arched backward and he flew up, so he swung his simple longsword and stabbed him through. Then he raised his hand to his face and disgustedly pulled out his own simple longsword.

Even as he lay dying, the Black Star investigator's eyes remained wide open, as if he still had many powerful cipher spells he hadn't yet unleashed.

"My skills seem to be getting better and better..."

"Is it a change brought about by my mental activity? Or were these things just born in my mind?"

"..."

Han Su couldn't describe the change at this moment; these investigators suddenly seemed less formidable to him.

The first strange bird investigator he encountered possessed a kind of madness and mystery that made him wary, but the investigators he was facing now were theoretically more capable than the strange bird investigator, yet he felt nothing about them.

They're so ordinary!

It's just that its spirit has come alive, giving it a faster reaction time than ordinary people, and allowing it to use cipher spells.

They have too many flaws.

It has become so advanced that I no longer need to engage in cipher-based combat with them.

All you need to do is dodge the coded incantations and strike the vital points...

With this strange feeling swirling in his mind, Han Su moved faster and faster, continuing to rush forward.

"Hey!"

Some people lay stiff on the ground, seemingly dead, but as Han Su stepped over their corpses, he suddenly reached out and grabbed their ankles.

A chilling power, accompanied by streaks of blue electricity, invaded his body.

Han Su did not lower his head in the face of this sneak attack. With a thought, the flame-shaped scar on his body came to life. Like a shadow, it quickly moved and covered his ankle, cutting off the opponent's contamination and burning away the opponent's spirit.

The person holding him on the ground withdrew his hand and screamed loudly as Han Su pierced his neck with a knife.

"Puff puff……"

Three sea beasts survived with great difficulty. Using the stench on each other's bodies, they penetrated the fog, found each other, summoned the seaweed covering the ground, and slid across the ground to find Han Su's location.

It leaped up like a seal, chanting incantations as it spewed out deadly toxins and pale yellow mist, attempting to blend into the fog and poison Han Su.

Han Su simply took a step back, reached out his left hand to grab half of the cart on the ground beside him, and threw it forward with force, smashing the sea monsters into a mess. Then he drew his gun and fired.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sea monsters, known for their toughness, each had numerous bullet holes in their bodies.

After they transformed into sea monsters, they moved slowly, especially with the pistol in Han Su's left hand, which was almost always accurate.

The ghost truck continued its rampage, crushing and running over more than seven people. It seemed to feel a surge of excitement, and its need for Han Su's mental power decreased somewhat.

Han Su also felt his mental energy becoming more active and the surrounding pressure lessening. He could feel that unusual excitement growing even stronger. The stimulation from this killing was even more intense than when he was subjected to the contamination. He did feel another slight increase in his mental activity, though it was still very slow, but it had clearly reached a level of 71%, before stagnating once again.

"I've crossed the threshold..."

Han Su was enjoying the feeling; he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

If the method is not followed, once one enters the forbidden zone of the gods, every 1% increase in mental activity becomes incredibly difficult, and there is even a possibility of regression.

Before, he was standing outside the threshold and couldn't think of a way to get in. Unexpectedly, this unexpected confrontation gave him this advantage.

Nothing could boost activity more easily than the current situation.

This is more like a special, mysterious power training exercise conducted on the veterans of the Disaster Management Bureau...

Han Su even wanted to say thank you!
The surrounding fog grew thicker and thicker, making it impossible to see anything. In this place where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, who knew how much slaughter was hidden?

It's unclear how many people who weren't initially enveloped in the fog rushed over, fearing Han Su might escape, only to be met with the ghost truck's large eyes.

As a result, some died, some went mad, and some people were so frightened as soon as they entered that they turned around and ran away.

Some people exerted all their strength just to climb over the highway railing, only to find that the highway was incredibly wide, and the fog-shrouded area was covered with smooth asphalt. They felt they had climbed more than a hundred meters, but they were still in the middle of the road.

Han Su ignored the chaos caused by the fear of countless people, coldly reaping lives and helping Uncle Zhang solve the problem of redundancy in the Disaster Management Bureau.

On this battlefield, he used every means at his disposal, no longer bothering to conceal his true intentions.

I'm not worried at all about being seen or escaping.

The ghost truck's own fog can block vision, and the characteristic of this battlefield is that you can come if you want, but you can't leave if you want to!

In this desperate environment, under the repeated crushing of the ghost truck, someone finally broke down, went mad, screamed in despair, and frantically waved their phone.

Cigar Investigator is one of them. He is a mechanical ghost and was the one who first blocked the signal in this area to prevent Han Su from calling for help. Now, he is the one desperately crawling out, trying to restore the signal.

But for some reason, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sense the slightest signal.

It's as if my own action of blocking the signal was a joke, because before I even blocked the signal, someone else had already blocked all the signals in this area.

"Is it strange?"

Han Su, already covered in blood from the fight, appeared behind him at some point and slowly said:
"Before you cornered me here, I asked someone to block the signal in this area..."

"Otherwise, what if we scare that guy away from coming?"

"..."

As he spoke slowly, he aimed his gun at the cigar investigator's back, raised it, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

blah blah blah!
As the recoil from the gun vibrated his body, he even felt his mental activity being impacted and surging once again.

The stench of blood was so strong that it was almost impossible to suppress, and the fog had become deathly silent.

In the distance, the ghost truck continued to crash and run over things back and forth in the fog.

The huge cargo bed swayed quite merrily.

As Han Su felt the increase in both his mental capacity and mental activity, he felt a sense of exhilaration, as if all his pent-up emotions had been released.
With dog bones in hand, it's time for team building!

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"Zhang Tou, Zhang Tou, can you receive this?"

"Zhang Chiguo, something's happened!"

Meanwhile, at the Disaster Management Bureau, Secretary Cui Qiao realized that there was a problem with some personnel transfers and was urgently sending messages and making phone calls to Zhang Chiguo.

But it was no use; without exception, the calls couldn't be made.

The message keeps showing as being sent.

She realized the terrifying problem and rushed out of the base, her heart trembling: "Almost all of the drunkard's men were transferred out of the city under the pretext of the Red Eye incident, and that arrogant kid also happened to be out of the city."

"Of all times, you were called to a meeting..."

"..."

She had already sensed a conspiracy, but she never imagined that the other party would strike so early. What terrified her even more was that this was happening in the city.

Is there anyone who can block the signal of the deputy director of the disaster management bureau so that people can't contact him?

With things having come to this, she had no other choice but to step on the gas and drive straight to the Academy of Sciences to notify Zhang Chiguo!
Your nephew is in danger!
　The pressure of writing is quite high, but my professional ethics tell me to try not to play the "stop-and-go" game. I'll add this chapter first and finish this battle first.

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