Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 131 Not to be spied upon! Not to be approached! Not to be matched!

Liu Kun, mingling in the crowd, kept his head down, wearing a large raincoat that covered his entire body. The brim of the hat was pulled low, and most of his face was hidden in the shadows, with only a section of his chin, wet with rain, showing.

As he slowly moved forward with the flow of people, he deliberately slowed his pace, carrying a bulging burlap sack in his hand, and occasionally coughing. He looked no different from the other scavengers around him who had just returned from making a living in the ruins.

Even with just a squinting glance, though he couldn't see clearly, Cheng Ye's heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and it beat faster and faster, as if a drumstick was pounding wildly in his chest.

too weird.

Logically speaking, since Liu Kun deliberately concealed his whereabouts, he should have suppressed the aura of a superhuman to the extreme.

Even if other superhumans might be able to detect the traces, they would never make him, an ordinary person, feel anything.

But that feeling was very special. In that instant when their eyes met, it felt as if something was gripping his heart, and he felt a series of inexplicable throbbing sensations.

It's definitely not Liu Kun!

Cheng Ye made his decision almost instantly.

He could vaguely sense that the "thing" that was looking at him seemed to exist on another level, like looking through a layer of transparent frosted glass, blurry yet real.

Moreover, this thing was very bold, staring at him almost without any restraint, without any attempt to hide anything.

Do you think that I, an ordinary person, am completely unaware of this kind of spying?
Cheng Ye was secretly alarmed. Without repeatedly equipping himself with the Iron Body and Wild Grass Physique, he would indeed find it difficult to feel this kind of suppression from the level of life.

But now, he is all too familiar with this feeling.

Moreover, the last time I searched for Zhang Can, there was a moment when the collector amplified this feeling.

Cheng Ye remembers it very clearly, just like now.

"Could this be the special ability of superhumans?"

Facing a true superhuman for the first time, he had little experience, but his curiosity overcame the secret thrill he felt.

The panel expands.

The collector's scanning range is approximately one hundred meters, and it can display the level of cooperation of everyone within its field of vision.

But normally, if he has no ideas, he won't show them all.

At this moment, as Cheng Ye had a thought, a dense list of question marks and names floated up, among which Liu Kun was immediately identified.

Perhaps due to the checkpoint setting, Cheng Ye was somewhat surprised by their level of cooperation.

[Liu Kun, 7%, Searchable range: None]

"It's not 0%, which is a bit unexpected."

"Good, this shows he's not resistant to the inspection. The next step is to find a way to get him to cooperate!"

Cheng Ye took a few deep breaths and made a plan in his mind.

Now that we've confirmed that Liu Kun chose the passage he was on, there's no need to rush.

He had made many preparations in order to search for superhumans, from studying Liu Kun's style of doing things to simulating possible dialogue scenarios, and he had repeatedly deduced every detail.

Regardless of success or failure, it was a bold attempt and will be of great significance for future searches.

Of course, it would be best if it could happen at least once.

Cheng Ye was not greedy at all.

Whether it's items or skills, regardless of their specific level, anything found on a superhuman will definitely be extraordinary and will greatly help him in his current situation!

"next."

Another scavenger left.

Cheng Ye's voice remained calm and composed, without the slightest hint of emotion.

He knew Liu Kun was in the group, watching his every move through the crowd, but he showed no sign of anything amiss. He continued his inspection meticulously as usual, as if he had completely forgotten about the upcoming search for superhumans.

But Liu Kun, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but nod in approval at this composed demeanor, his brows under his hat framing slightly relaxed.

As a prosecutor who climbed his way up from the bottom, Liu Kun was naturally familiar with the Cheng family's past.

Even his father, Liu Yuan, was one of the prosecutors who were taken away by Cheng Wu back then.

But he never hated Cheng Wu, nor did he think that the Cheng family had done anything wrong to the checkpoint. Instead, he was grateful for Cheng Wu's actions from the bottom of his heart and admired his almost stubborn persistence in his original intention.

Because his father had a total of seven children, four boys and three girls.

He was the fourth son, the youngest son.

At that time, his three older brothers were all over thirty years old, strong and healthy, and had been working in the Happiness City system for many years, with deep roots already established.

He had only recently come of age and was just an insignificant newcomer in the team, doing odd jobs like registering supplies and keeping records every day, without even being qualified to learn how to perform duties.

If we're really talking about seniority and succession to Liu Yuan's position as prosecutor, it wouldn't be his turn.

When it comes to sharing any benefits, the older brothers always get to choose first.

He once thought that this was probably how his life would be, living a simple life under the shadow of his brothers, obediently following Liu Yuan's arrangements as an ordinary clerk, until he died one day in an outbreak of infection.

But after Cheng Wu left with all the core inspectors, everything changed!

None of his three older brothers stayed behind; they all followed their father, Liu Yuan, leaving only his three younger sisters.

The opportunity to inherit the prosecutor's position fell from the sky like a pie, landing on his head with a "thud".

However, just like the trouble Cheng Ye is facing now, the days when he climbed up from the bottom were also extremely difficult.

From a junior trainee prosecutor to a capable first-term prosecutor, he endured countless sleepless nights, fought face-to-face with infected individuals, and even followed the pioneering corps to settle in ruins thousands of kilometers away.

But compared to Cheng Ye's current situation, he is considered lucky.

Because at that time, the one in power was an idealist. He didn't have to be swayed by factional struggles or take sides. He only needed to focus on his work and didn't have to maneuver between various forces or try to guess the unspoken meanings of his superiors.

Moreover, his idealistic and "crazy" reforms made him one of the first prosecutors to ride the wave of change.

Abolish seniority-based ranking and prioritize actual performance over background.

All duty experience must be documented in writing and compiled into standardized operation and training manuals, rather than relying on oral transmission from senior personnel.

This happened to coincide with Liu Kun's strengths, and his strong writing skills proved to be a great help.

In just three years, he climbed from Phase One to Phase Three, a speed that even he himself found dazed.

At the same time, the frenzied elevation of status has led to the disorderly expansion of power.

He was once addicted to this feeling, enjoying treatment that even Liu Yuan had never experienced.

A separate office, priority access to supplies, the residents' subconscious reverence, the respect from other system members in the buffer zone, and even direct access to the upper echelons of Happiness City.

His dream was shattered by the devastating wave of infections that swept through the country that winter.

that night.

He watched as his former colleagues, who used to laugh and chat, were torn to shreds like paper by the claws of the merged entity.

As the infected breached the buffer zone's defenses, screams and explosions mingled together, creating a death knell.

For the first time, he truly realized:
So, it turns out, people do die.

It turns out that even prosecutors who are elevated to high positions can die just as easily as ordinary scavengers.

If it weren't for the elders personally intervening at the end, he probably wouldn't be alive today.

Liu Kun still remembers the scene when the elder made his move. The advanced fusion of the rhinoceros beetle, which was impervious to swords and bullets and whose shell could not be broken even by rocket launchers, was turned into a puddle of foul-smelling flesh by the elder with a light touch.

Those infection waves that could sweep through several Sanctuary Cities were instantly frozen into crystalline ice sculptures by the Elders' mere presence, melting and shattering into pieces of ice shards.

From that day on, a seed took root in his heart.

He wants to be extraordinary!

It's not for more secure power, nor for the admiration of others, but for the power of life and death, the strength to always keep oneself in a safe zone, free from any threat.

For this reason, he could work continuously for 72 hours without closing his eyes, endure the humiliation brought by factional infighting, and spend countless nights studying those obscure notes of the superhumans, even if it caused him to have splitting headaches and bleeding in his eyes.

At that moment, looking at Cheng Ye, who was diligently performing his duties under the awning, Liu Kun suddenly saw a glimpse of himself from back then.

What a fine young man.

Even when faced with scavengers covered in mud and reeking of sour stench, and even the officer in charge of assisting with the inspection couldn't help but frown, Cheng Ye showed no discrimination and meticulously continued the inspection process.

When encountering a scavenger who was talking nonsense and couldn't even say his own name clearly, Jun Dao couldn't help but want to shout at him. However, Cheng Ye didn't get angry. Instead, he patiently helped the scavenger organize his thoughts and piece together the information bit by bit.

When compiling the new edition of the prosecutor's handbook, 40% of the text was written by Liu Kun himself.

Every clause and every procedure within it embodies his understanding of the word "standard".

At this moment, he could naturally see at a glance how standard Cheng Ye's performance was. From tone of voice to actions, from attitude to expression, everything perfectly matched the best case in the manual.

He's way better than his father, Jackie Chan!
Liu Kun silently emphasized his words in his mind, his gaze sweeping over Cheng Ye's focused profile from under the brim of his hat, carrying a hint of barely perceptible approval.

Cheng Long's prowess lies in his bravery during fieldwork and his skill in dealing with outsiders.

But that confidence came from fighting alongside the pioneering corps and struggling through the era of great development, carrying a wild and sharp edge.

But when it comes to composure and patience at checkpoints, and respect for and adherence to the rules, Cheng Long is probably a step behind Cheng Ye now, and is not a "complete" prosecutor at all.

"It would be good to let Lao Ding focus on training this kid; maybe he can produce another capable person."

Liu Kun made a mental note of it, intending to mention it to Ding Yishan when he got back.

Influenced by the traveler, he went out and keenly sensed that the situation outside was beginning to descend into chaos.

The mutated beasts are expanding their range of activity, and the infected are becoming increasingly aggressive. Even the internal conflicts within the Hundred Ghosts Gang are being amplified, with clashes and shootouts between the various ghost leaders becoming more and more frequent.

When the hundreds of thousands of migrants arrive, the checkpoints will inevitably become the first targets to be attacked.

Such promising talents cannot be allowed to perish in this kind of low-level chaos.

The checkpoint must protect him; he will be truly useful when the situation becomes more complex in the future.

As for the debts left behind by Cheng Long...
Liu Kun's gaze swept over the direction of quarantine zone D; an ordinary person couldn't see the situation there from such a distance.

But he was different; Flamehawk had already soared into the sky, flying high above District D.

After the vision was shared, it could be seen that the sentinel carrying the Corrupted Vine Core had just completed the inspection process and was walking quickly toward the isolation warehouse.

Everything went so smoothly that he couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although the discovery that the Rotten Vine could raise the upper limit of his abilities was an accident, he was a man of principle.

Essentially, it was Cheng Ye who first discovered this unknown source of infection, which led to his breakthrough today.

This situation must be acknowledged.

"I can't stop those kids below the extraordinary level, but those above the extraordinary level who want to mess with the promising talents at my checkpoint will have to ask Brother Kun first if they can get past him."

Thinking of this, he exhaled a breath of damp white air, collected his thoughts, and continued to move forward with the crowd, his eyes under the brim of his hat returning to their calm, still state.

Little did he know that Cheng Ye, sitting behind the inspection table, was already experiencing a storm of emotions.

The panel in the upper right corner of the view has never been turned off from the beginning.

At first, he just wanted to keep an eye on Liu Kun's movements, but he unexpectedly discovered that Liu Kun's cooperation level would slightly increase after each scavenger was checked.

Starting from 7%, it increased by 1%-3% per person.

Moreover, Cheng Ye conducted a special test. The more serious he was and the more he followed the guidelines in the prosecutor's manual, the faster his cooperation level increased.

So far, only 17 people have been checked, and there are at least 40 people ahead of Liu Kun in line.

The coordination rating on the panel was skyrocketing, reaching a peak of [number missing].
[Liu Kun, 41%, Searchable range: Intelligence (quality fixed decrease of 0.5), Items (probability: 15%), Skill Lv1 (probability: 5%)]

"41%?"

Cheng Ye was somewhat dazed and blinked unconsciously, thinking he was seeing things.

No matter how many times I refreshed the panel, the numbers remained as steady as a rock, without the slightest fluctuation.

Only continued and steady growth is possible.

"Could it be that Liu Kun appreciates my attitude towards the inspection?"

Cheng Ye was slightly taken aback after drawing his conclusion, but then he thought that this should be a variant that acknowledges the rule.

His analysis of the situation in the morning was approved by Ding Yishan, and his cooperation increased.

Now, his compliance with regulations in performing his duties has earned Liu Kun's approval, and his level of cooperation has also increased.

In summary: Aside from coercion, gaining the other party's approval through words or actions can increase cooperation.

"That's right, it's simpler than I imagined."

Cheng Ye paused, his gaze falling on the parentheses following the information and items. Just as he had guessed, searching for superhumans at the current job level was still too difficult.

The quality of intelligence was reduced by half, the success rate of item searches also dropped by 10%, and more importantly, the success rate of skills was much lower than when searching for Zhang Can, with only a 5% success rate.

However, overall, it is still within an acceptable range, and there is still a possibility of success.

There are still more than forty people.

If each one can be improved by 1%, the cooperation rate can be increased to at least 80%.

It was much simpler than he had initially expected, when the two of them would start getting to know each other and gradually work things out from single digits.

"keep it up!"

Cheng Ye focused his attention on inspecting the scavengers, but he didn't deliberately act particularly serious; he simply followed the usual procedure.

Even so, in terms of strictly adhering to the 'Inspector's Duty Manual', he has surpassed 99% of the people at the checkpoint.

He has no bad habit of acting based on experience; he is a standard "formally trained" graduate.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Just as Liu Kun's cooperation rate reached 80%, the rate of increase suddenly stopped.

Upon further examination of the scavengers behind him, the numbers fluctuated only slightly around 0.1, clearly indicating that this method of improving cooperation through standardized duty performance had reached its limit. There were only a dozen or so people ahead of Liu Kun, leaving insufficient samples for Cheng Ye to experiment with other methods.

"Should we search for it?"

Cheng Ye's fingertips gently rubbed under the table. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand to signal for the military knife while the previous scavenger had finished his inspection.

As is customary, it should be lunchtime by now.

"Excuse me, everyone!"

Jun Dao immediately understood and called out to the queue, "It's already one o'clock, and Inspector Cheng hasn't had lunch yet. Please wait for 10 minutes. We will heat up two bags of nutritional syrup for everyone here. Thank you for your patience!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scavengers crowded in front of the isolation door cheered.

On such a cold, rainy day, nothing could be more comforting than having a hot nutritional drink. Some people even shouted in Cheng Ye's direction, "Thank you, Prosecutor Cheng!"

With this expression of gratitude, the panel in Cheng Ye's field of vision jumped slightly, and Liu Kun's cooperation rate rose by 0.2, settling at 80.7%.

[Liu Kun, 80.7%, Searchable range: Intelligence (quality fixed decrease of 0.3), Items (probability: 22%), Skill Lv1 (probability: 11%), Skill Lv2 (probability: 0.1%)]

While Jun Dao was arranging for people to distribute the nutrient solution, Cheng Ye secretly pondered.

Compared to the initial cuts, this time the reductions are much smaller.

In particular, the success rate of item searches has increased from 15% to 22%, and is almost back to normal levels.

If you put all the collector's charge into item searching, the success rate will reach 72%.

That's not low. Given his recent luck, he'll most likely get it on his first try.

But the key point is that Cheng Ye didn't have much confidence this time.

He had a vague premonition that if he clicked "Search Items" now, it would be impossible to find anything extraordinary on Zhang Can as easily as he had done last time.

It would be a huge waste to find just an ordinary item; it's better to use all four chances on the Lv1 skill and take a gamble.

An 11% probability may seem slim, but it precisely illustrates the unique nature of superhuman skills.

The rarer something is, the more worthwhile it is to strive for.

It's possible that just a level 1 skill could bring him a completely different transformation, just like the initial form of Dragon Force.

"So, it seems I'll have to use my quick wit again."

Cheng Ye took a deep breath, shifting his gaze from the Lv1 skill option to the search intelligence option.

Since he had reached the limit of the recognition he could gain through his actions, and he couldn't possibly impose any special punishments or coercion on Liu Kun, a superhuman, the focus would naturally shift to ideological recognition.

Use words to gain Liu Kun's approval and take his cooperation to the next level.

Moreover, whether it was out of curiosity about Liu Kun himself or his exploration of the world of extraordinary beings, he was curious about what Liu Kun really cared about.

Of course, having learned from his previous two searches, when he pressed the search button, he wasn't thinking of anything concrete.

For example, what does Liu Kun care about most about the prosecutor, or what does Liu Kun want to see about the prosecutor?

Instead.

"Search for the secret Liu Kun least wants people to know."

A very vague requirement.

The moment the command was issued, the collector panel suddenly started flashing, and countless garbled characters flew and reassembled in the field of vision like out-of-control fireflies, more intense than any previous search.

Moreover, the flashing text used to be jet black, but this time, Cheng Ye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The edges of those garbled characters faintly glowed with a dazzling fiery red, exuding a restless energy.

"As expected of an extraordinary being, everything about them is special."

Cheng Ye sighed inwardly. Before he could finish speaking, his vision blurred as if ink had been splashed on it. Everything around him—the crowd outside the isolation door, the figure of the military knife, the forms on the table—vanished.
Everything shattered like glass, turning into countless points of light and disappearing.

hum.

The reorganized intelligence space took shape in the blink of an eye.

Looks familiar?

Cheng Ye subconsciously pressed pause, not rushing to check the core content, but instead maneuvering his vision to dart around and explore the space.

The layout here looks familiar; it's very similar to the basement below Uncle Dong's shop.

There is a spiral staircase leading downwards, and bright wall lamps hanging on the walls.

The difference is that this room is much larger, at least eighty square meters by my estimation.

In the very center stood a silver-gray medical bed with metal straps around its edges. Next to it stood a large, sealed cabinet with frosted glass doors, through which rows of syringes and reagent bottles could be vaguely seen.

In the corner, there were several medical monitoring devices that Cheng Ye had only seen in movies. The screens were black, and the data cables were wrapped around the machines like snakes.

This place resembles a miniature medical room, yet it carries the chilling atmosphere of a villain's lab.

Is it in the buffer zone, or in the ruins?

Cheng Ye tried to break through the basement's boundaries, but as soon as his vision extended beyond the stairwell, he was met with a vast emptiness, unable to see anything. Clearly, he had exceeded the scope of his intelligence search.

He looked away, returned to the basement, took a deep breath, and pressed play.

Heavy footsteps immediately echoed in the space, and the stairwell door above creaked open as Liu Kun walked down with a grim face.

He took off his oversized raincoat, revealing his tight-fitting combat uniform underneath.

Cheng Ye immediately switched his perspective, wanting to zoom in for a closer look.

But the next second, he subconsciously held his breath, his mind buzzing as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

It's it, it's it, it's it!
The gaze from "another dimension" that had been there before has now finally taken form.

It landed right on Liu Kun's shoulder.

It was a giant eagle.

Its entire body is covered in feathers that resemble fireflies, each one trembling slightly and flowing with golden-red light, as if countless sparks are trapped in the feather tube.

When its wings are folded, they are still half a meter wide, but when they are unfolded, they occupy almost half of the basement.

Its golden beak and sharp claws gleamed with a cold, hard luster, as if they could easily tear through steel. But what was most terrifying were its eyes. They were not the pupils of ordinary birds, but two blobs of burning lava, which were now over Liu Kun's shoulder, locked tightly in the direction of the camera.

Even though it was just a virtual eye contact within the intelligence space, and even though his reason told him that he was absolutely safe at the moment, Cheng Ye still felt a fear that came from the depths of his being.

It's like a seedling that has finally broken through the soil's barrier, only to look up and see a thousand-year-old pine tree standing proudly in the snow, its courage to grow frozen.

It's like a traveler crawling on the ground looking up at Mount Everest; in the face of its absolute majesty, they only feel their own insignificance and smallness.

It's like when a human looks up at the night sky and suddenly realizes the vastness of the universe, only to discover that they are but a tiny speck of light in the dust.

That's how he felt when he looked into the eyes of the giant fire eagle.

It felt as if all the blood in my body had frozen instantly, and even my thoughts had become sluggish!
"What is this?"

Cheng Ye couldn't help but press pause, forcibly suppressing the fear, confusion, and various inexplicable emotions in his heart.

He tried to zoom in, wanting to observe the mysterious giant eagle more closely.

But what tormented him was that once he narrowed his field of vision to within three meters, even in the intelligence space, he felt as if his brain was about to explode, his temples throbbed, and his vision would go black.

It was a rejection from the depths of his soul, as if warning him:
Do not spy!

Keep away!

Unrivaled!

Cheng Ye abruptly retreated, and only when he was five or six meters away did the tearing sensation gradually subside.

He wanted to take a deep breath to relieve the tension, but unfortunately there was no complete physical entity in the intelligence space. He could only stare blankly at Liu Kun, who had a giant eagle on his shoulder, in the picture, and process all his feelings on his own.

Is it a manifestation of Liu Kun's extraordinary abilities? Or is it a supernatural being coexisting with Liu Kun?

Cheng Ye's heart was pounding like a drum, but not out of fear, but out of excitement!

The collector was able to detect traces of this level of existence and even construct intelligence images.

That's incredibly powerful, beyond imagination!
After a pause of more than ten seconds, he pressed play again, deliberately zooming out to a distance of more than seven meters.

This distance allows you to see the details clearly without triggering that tearing, repulsive feeling.

In the scene, Liu Kun walks straight to the center of the basement and stands in front of the large, sealed cabinet.

He raised his hand and pressed the fingerprint lock on the side of the cabinet door. After a soft "beep", the frosted glass door slid open slowly.

Cheng Ye frowned slightly, then paused the video to examine it more closely.

Unlike the instinctive fear he felt upon seeing the giant fire eagle, he was much more familiar with the things inside the cabinet.

On layers of metal partitions, dozens of transparent isolation boxes are neatly stacked, each containing a different form of infection source.

He had seen many of them, including many Deathrattle tentacles that he had personally killed.

But his gaze quickly fixed on Liu Kun's movements.

"Fu Teng?"

Inside the glass containment box, a clump of dark green vines, covered with fine barbs, could be seen wriggling slightly even in the solution.

Cheng Ye was stunned, not expecting that the unknown source of infection he had discovered earlier would appear here.

Liu Kun placed the containment box on the control panel next to him and took out several sets of labeled reagents from the lower drawer.

He returned to the pile of instruments, deftly connecting the pipelines and adjusting the parameters, his fingertips dancing across the panel full of buttons at a speed that was dazzling.

Having never been exposed to these devices before, Cheng Ye only had a vague understanding of what they were doing and could only guess that Liu Kun was conducting some kind of test.

Complex waveforms flickered on the instrument screen. As groups of transparent, light green, and dark purple reagents were injected into the containment box, the rotten vine seemed to have been drained of its life force, gradually ceasing to wriggle, and its color faded from dark green to grayish-brown.

Upon seeing this, Liu Kun's face flashed with an undisguised joy.

He ripped off the upper part of his combat uniform and lay down on the cold medical bed.

The giant fire eagle that had been perched on his shoulder let out a low cry, and with a flap of its wings, the sharp claws at the tips of its feathers lightly grazed Liu Kun's right arm, leaving a wound about twenty centimeters long.

Instead of gushing out, the blood seemed to be drawn by some force, congealing into tiny blood droplets on the skin's surface.

Liu Kun groaned, cold sweat beading on his forehead, but he immediately reached for a transparent tube next to the medical bed and pressed one end firmly against the wound.

To Cheng Ye's utter astonishment, the other end of the hose was connected to a containment box that held the rotten vines!

As Liu Kun pressed the valve on the hose, the solution in the containment box, mixed with the rotten vines, was slowly sucked out. Strands of grayish-brown vines wriggled along the tube wall, as if they had gained their own consciousness, and burrowed into the wound, merging with his flesh and blood.

The moment it touched the wound, it made a sizzling burning sound and emitted white smoke, and the air seemed to be filled with a burnt, fishy smell.

The eerie bluish-black patterns spread from the wound to his entire body at a visible speed, crawling across his neck, wrapping around his cheeks, and even creeping into the corners of his eyes.

Liu Kun's body trembled violently, his face contorted with pain, and his lips were bitten until they bled, but in his eyes burned an almost insane satisfaction.

"It'll be soon. It'll be soon."

Liu Kun murmured in a low voice, hoarse as if it had been sanded, each word carrying an extreme level of suppressed obsession: "Once my strength advances further, no one will be able to control me, no one will be able to order me around, and no one will be able to ignore me!"

The giant fire eagle standing on the control panel gently rubbed its beak against his cheek, as if to soothe him, but the light in its eyes, which were burning with magma, burned even brighter, even reflecting a golden-red halo over the entire basement.

Cheng Ye stared blankly at the scene, his mind blank, unable to come back to his senses for a moment.

Liu Kun is actually actively merging with the source of infection to enhance his own strength?
Is this something all extraordinary individuals do, or is it a new path that Liu Kun has pioneered himself?
Cheng Ye was somewhat confused, but based on his current observations, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

After the decaying vines merged, Liu Kun's eyes began to glaze over, his once composed face contorted into a near-mad expression, and he let out intermittent, frenzied roars:
"It's all fake, all the respect is fake!"

"Strength, only strength matters. I will use my fists to show everyone what rules are!"

"Those who don't follow my rules will die! Even if they are superhumans, even if they are Yuan Gang!"

"Yuan Gang, I want you dead! I want you to kneel before me and obey my rules!!!"

Yuan Gang?!
Isn't that one of the deputy city lords of Happiness City?
Happiness City has two deputy city lords. Yuan Gang is the executive city lord, responsible for the management of Happiness City. He is the high-ranking official who appears most often in front of the residents, apart from the elders.

The other person is Duke Morrison, who is in charge of energy and military equipment in the industrial zone. He is stationed in the industrial zone year-round and rarely appears in the public eye.

Cheng Ye was stunned. He could even retrieve the face corresponding to that name from the depths of his memory.

Every year on the founding day of Happiness City, Yuan Gang would wear a crisp white uniform and stand on the high platform in the inner city square to address the residents. His smile was gentle and his tone was calm, like a loving patriarch.

Because of his outstanding talent in poetry and songs, he would attend most of the activities on the founding day. He had met Yuan Gang up close more than once and even received encouragement from Yuan Gang by patting him on the shoulder.

Does Liu Kun have a grudge against Yuan Gang?
Moreover, judging from his tone, it wasn't just hatred, it was deep-seated resentment; he even shouted things like, "I want you to kneel before me!"

As Cheng Ye was pondering, the information space in front of him suddenly began to shake violently and quickly split into countless flashing points of light.

ended.

[Target of intelligence: Liu Kun]

[Designated Direction: The Secret You Least Want People to Know]

[Intelligence Quality: Level 0.7 (fixed decrease of 0.3, no decrease for designated target)]

[Current number of replays: 4]

With 25% of the energy gained, it's definitely worth the money.

It not only allowed him to see the tangible manifestation of Liu Kun's extraordinary power, but also revealed the secrets hidden in Liu Kun's heart.

Follow the rules?

Cheng Ye seemed to be deep in thought. After suppressing all his curiosity about the superhumans, he had a general idea of ​​how to improve their cooperation level.

　P.S.: 8.4K views! Happy Friday, dear readers!
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