Diya felt the immense potential energy within her body and narrowed her eyes.

Although the apparent air volume cannot be fully realized in one step due to the need for a gradual process, the expansion of its maximum air volume through ripples is surprisingly fast.

Although the speed slowed down after reaching a certain threshold, he felt that in terms of potential energy alone, he should truly be considered a master.

and.

'The second celestial phenomenon has also made some progress...'

In the thick fog, Dia rubbed her fingers together, and as she spread them apart, a barely perceptible emerald light flashed by...

Chapter 59 Patti City × Gathering of Heroes

"...Hmm...Ah...Oh...Okay!"

Diya leaned against the wall with her head down, holding her phone to her ear with one hand and crossing her arms over her chest with the other, occasionally uttering the sounds of a corporate slave.

A clear voice came from the phone:

"If you understand, repeat it!"

Dia sighed helplessly and said:

"Okay—Teacher Qiduo—"

"On November 4th, take the Laba Express train from Loy South Station to Pattaya City. Prepare ammunition, a suit, and thermal underwear..."

"After you finally arrive at Pati Station, wait for the contact person prepared by Mr. Mitchell to come and find you. Don't wander off."

I feel like a primary school student...

Dia squinted, feeling slightly offended.

"Okay, remember that... There's one more thing..."

“Dia, you and I are both participating in this mission as medical personnel. Although your skills are still insufficient, as long as you stay with me, nothing unexpected should happen.”

"So don't feel guilty..."

Dia felt no psychological burden; he knew that Qiduo didn't want him to be afraid of this mission.

But he really wasn't afraid. There's an old saying, isn't there?

Ships are safest when they are docked at the pier, but that is not what they were built for.

To become a strong person, fearlessness is only the first step, the most basic step.

Dia thought for a moment and replied:

"I believe you."

Trusting your companions is an essential quality for a hunter.

He had barely finished speaking when the phone fell silent for a moment, then a single word came through:

"Ah."

The message was brief and firm, then it turned into a busy signal.

With the phone casually tucked into her pocket, Dia turned and went back to the training field.

For the past two months, he has practically lived here, practicing his spiritual cultivation day and night.

Carefully tidy up your toiletries and pick up any household trash you generate.

Diya carefully took the mop and cleaned the training ground bit by bit, wiping away her traces one by one.

After tidying everything up, Diya changed into the high-end suit that Qiduo had bought for him a long time ago; she had always liked this style.

I originally bought three sets, but the jacket on one of them already has a hole in it.

Dia walked to the door, pressed the switch, and the large training room was plunged into darkness...

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Pati, a city in the distance.

Wearing a snow-white coat and a doctor's cap with a red cross, Qiduo busily directed the staff to place the medicines in their designated locations.

"Antichthamine tablets are placed on the upper shelf of cabinet C, and difenidol tablets are placed on the lower shelf of cabinet C..."

"Good afternoon, Miss Qiduo."

A refined and magnetic male voice came from inside, and Qiduo turned her head to look.

What came into view was a smiling lizard head.

The head was connected to a tall, slender body dressed in elegant and exquisite traditional clothing, adorned with intricate gold patterns, giving it a mysterious and noble air.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vincent. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Kido nodded to Vincent, who was half-human and half-lizard, then looked back at the notebook in her hand and asked about his purpose.

"I want to confirm the start time of the surgery. After all, it has been delayed for three months. [That thing] is already on its way in secret. If it is delayed any longer, it will be difficult for me to continue to deal with it."

Vincent stood with his hands behind his back, a terrifying smile playing on the grotesque lizard's head.

His voice was calm and unhurried, each word clear and distinct, conveying composure and confidence.

Without turning her head, Qiduo said:

“Mr. Vincent, I have reiterated this many times: three months is not a delay, but a necessary process. You can see the patient's condition for yourself, can't you?”

"That's true, but my superiors can't see it."

"Since you chose me to perform this surgery, don't interfere. Besides, your boss seems to know absolutely nothing about medicine."

"Even if one is ignorant, a high position is still a high position..."

Vincent shook his head, ignoring the sarcasm in Qi Duo's tone, and then said:

"My task is to determine the start time of the surgery. Please don't make things difficult for me, Miss Kita."

Upon hearing this, Qi Duo raised her head and said calmly:

"I don't care how anxious you are, I have an assistant who hasn't arrived yet. If he doesn't come, you'll all have to wait."

"Alright, I'll wait for your assistant to arrive before asking. Sorry to bother you."

Mr. Vincent sighed softly and turned to leave decisively.

The medical ward was bustling with activity once again...

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"Commander, are you sure I don't need to go with you?"

Inside the airship, the swordsman asked with a curious expression.

Kuroro stood in the center of the airship, his black coat replaced with an ordinary suit, the black cross on his forehead covered by a strip of cloth, and his signature slicked-back hair was down.

At this moment, Kuroro looked like an ordinary college student, exuding a scholarly air. He replied:

"Okay, you stay in the next city and wait. I'll let you know when I get the stuff."

"If the agreed time is exceeded or something goes wrong, you can act on your own and don't need to follow my orders."

This mission is extremely dangerous, like playing with fire. If an escape route isn't prepared, even if the item is stolen in the end, the perpetrators may still die in the subsequent pursuit.

Therefore, the hero, as the brain of the team, must serve as the last line of defense, and only he has the ability to make the right choice independently in dangerous situations.

"Okay, then be careful."

Upon hearing this, the swordsman did not insist any further, since his abilities would not play a significant role in this mission.

However, as the rear support for the operation, he can play an even greater role.

Through the airship window, Kuroro saw the continuous rows of buildings below, with sparse people gathering and dispersing like ants.

"Let's get ready for something big..."

Kuroro's voice echoed clearly and steadily within the airship.

"Good!" ×4

Besides the chivalrous figure, four voices rang out simultaneously.

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"Boss, that old man wouldn't be lying to us, would he? I haven't gathered any intelligence from either the black market or the legitimate channels..."

"Is it really possible for a treasure to appear that guarantees a life of comfort for generations to come?"

On the long National Highway 103, a white minivan sped past, kicking up clouds of dust.

The car was carrying four people: three men and one woman.

A man with a scruffy face in the back seat asked the woman in the front passenger seat.

In the passenger seat, a woman with blonde hair tied in a ponytail, wearing sunglasses, and smoking a cigarette, was leaning against the window, looking out at the scenery.

Hearing the question from behind her, she answered calmly:

"do not know."

"It's okay if it's fake news. I've taken on a small commission. If it turns out to be fake news, I'll just treat it as a vacation in Pattani."

After saying that, she held the cigarette between two fingers and gently exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke drifted leisurely out of the window, vanishing in an instant and disappearing into the world.

Chapter Sixty: Deer Parade (Bonus chapter for reader 20211215031046670)

Under the pitch-black night sky, a man named Ove decides to die.

The November night wind was biting cold, as if it wanted to tear the man's flesh and bones apart, relentlessly ripping at his hair and cheeks.

But the man, bruised and battered, remained motionless, as if waiting for something. The despair in his heart sustained his body, allowing him to withstand the biting cold wind.

'Today, right now, I must die...'

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