Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Zhong Lin walked to the window and looked out at the lawn again.

The moonlight shone on the grass, the wind blew, and the grass blades swayed, just like any other day.

But something felt off. It was too quiet. Usually at this time, you could hear the footsteps of the patrol team or the voices of the guards, but now there was no sound at all. It was as quiet as a tomb.

"Send the patrol team to check the substation." Zhong Lin put down the communicator, his hand already on the gun at his waist. "Everyone on high alert, load your weapons, and do not fire without my order."

Wang Hongyuan frowned, wanting to say something, but it was still very quiet outside, with only the rustling of the night wind blowing through the lawn.

Unbeknownst to them, Xu Suyuan had already climbed through the ventilation duct into the ceiling mezzanine of the rest area. Her body remained semi-transparent, and through the gaps in the blinds, she could clearly see the backs of Wang Hongyuan and Zhong Lin.

Lin Shen's voice came through the miniature earpiece again, slightly panting, clearly indicating a significant drain on his mental energy: "Surveillance and sniper coverage are complete. Outer perimeter guards have been cleared. We can proceed."

Xu Suyuan took a deep breath, pressed her palm against the plasterboard on the ceiling, and applied slight pressure.

A crack silently appeared in the plasterboard, and Xu Suyuan emerged through the crack, landing silently in the corner of the lounge.

Her body remained in a semi-ethereal state, like a shadow without substance. The light from the emergency lights passed through her body, casting a faint, ethereal shadow on the ground.

Eight bodyguards were scattered around Wang Hongyuan. Some stood at the door, and some leaned against the wall, all muttering complaints about the bad luck of the sudden power outage. No one noticed the strange thing in the corner.

Xu Suyuan walked towards the first guard, about three meters away. The guard had his back to her and was taking out a lighter to light a cigarette.

She took a coin from her waist with her right hand, and with a slight force from her fingertips, the coin flew out, passing through the back of the guard's head, and dispelling its ethereal state the instant it touched the brainstem.

The guard dropped his lighter, the flint sparked, and then he collapsed silently to the ground, his eyes still open, the astonishment on his face still etched on his face.

The second guard leaned against the window, staring blankly at the lawn outside.

The coin pierced his temple, he groaned, and slid down the wall, his body slamming against it with a dull thud.

The third and fourth.

Her movements were faster than a human's; with each wave of her hand, someone fell down. The sound of a coin piercing the air was so faint as to be as thin as a needle, that no one could detect it.

It wasn't until the fifth body fell to the ground with a dull thud that the guard leaning against the door suddenly turned around, saw the corpses scattered all over the ground, and his pupils instantly contracted to their maximum size.

He opened his mouth to shout, but a coin had already pierced his throat. His voice was stuck in his throat, and he could only make a hoarse sound. Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and his body went limp and collapsed.

The remaining three guards reacted extremely quickly, drawing their guns instantly. The bullets shot towards Xu Suyuan, passing through her translucent body and hitting the wall behind her, sending up a spray of debris.

Xu Suyuan raised her right hand, her five fingers spread open.

The three men froze simultaneously, frozen in place with their guns raised, their faces filled with horror.

Three coins flew from her palm, piercing three hearts simultaneously. Blood splattered on the snow-white wall, blooming into three dark red flowers.

From the moment she landed until all eight guards collapsed, no more than twenty seconds elapsed.

The teacup in Wang Hongyuan's hand crashed to the ground with a "bang," shattering into several pieces. Hot tea splashed onto his trouser leg, but he didn't feel the heat at all.

He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, and at the woman who had emerged from the void; his blood seemed to freeze.

is her.

The woman from Yunyin Manor who slaughtered nearly a hundred mercenaries.

Zhong Lin turned around abruptly, his hand already touching the gun at his waist. The moment he saw Xu Suyuan, his heart skipped a beat, and blood rushed to his head.

This is the woman who killed his brother Zhong Heng, ruined the Five Mountains Society's plans in Lieyang Province, and now she's actually come knocking on his door.

"The 'everything is normal' report from the monitoring room is fake." Zhong Lin's voice was as cold as ice, his gun pointed at Xu Suyuan's forehead. "The sniper's 'nothing unusual' report is also fake. We've been fooled."

Xu Suyuan stood between two corpses and a pile of broken porcelain shards, looking at Wang Hongyuan and Zhong Lin with no expression on her face, only the hatred in her eyes burning like fire.

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The equipment in the monitoring room hummed, and the four screens shone with a cold white light, making the faces of the four staff members on duty appear bluish.

In the shadows of the corner, Lin Shen crouched behind the fire cabinet, a layer of silvery-white light floating on his palm. His mental energy, like a fine net, silently enveloped the entire room.

The neural activity of the four on-duty personnel was like the jumping waveforms on an oscilloscope, clearly reflected in his consciousness.

The signals received by their visual cortex were precisely altered by him. The door was closed, and there were only the four of them in the room. The lawn on the surveillance screen was calm and peaceful. The patrol car drove around the horse farm along the predetermined route. The guards at the entrance of the rest area stood straight, and even the angle of their body tilt was exactly the same as ten minutes ago.

Lin Shen felt a throbbing pain in his temples, as if someone was repeatedly stabbing the inside of his skull with steel needles.

The simultaneous coverage of monitoring signal output, the vision of two guard tower snipers, and the judgment deviation of twenty-four patrol posts on the perimeter had already consumed seventy percent of his mental energy.

If the illusion of death were forcibly implanted into four people now, their mental energy would be completely depleted within three minutes, and they would be completely unable to fight in the subsequent battles.

He doesn't need to kill them.

All we need to do is make them unable to see him or hear him.

All they need to do is keep the surveillance footage showing "everything is normal" so that their communications to the outside world always show "no abnormalities".

The silvery-white light at his fingertips flickered on and off as he gritted his teeth to maintain the stability of the illusion.

The monitoring room was so quiet that only the low hum of the equipment could be heard. The four men chatted idly with cigarettes in their mouths, saying that after their shifts ended, they would go to a nearby restaurant for hot pot, ordering three catties of mutton and extra garlic in the sesame sauce.

No one noticed that someone was crouching in the shadows behind them, and no one realized that their nervous systems had long been hijacked by the external signals.

Lin Shen closed his eyes, his consciousness spreading out along the link of mental energy.

He "saw" Liu Zhen in the corridor outside the substation, the eerie blue arc of electricity from his fingertips shooting out like a living thing, piercing the guard's chest. The guard fell straight down without even being able to scream, and the smell of burning drifted far away through the ventilation duct.

He "saw" Meng Zhaowen squatting in the bushes at the edge of the lawn, her palms pressed against the damp soil. Thin vines sprouted from between her fingers, spreading rapidly along the ground, wrapping around the patrol guard's ankles, causing his eyeballs to bulge out and his tongue to stick out long. The gun in his hand fell to the grass, making a shallow dent.

He "saw" Xu Suyuan fall through the gap in the ventilation duct into the ceiling mezzanine of the rest area, her body remaining in a semi-ethereal state, like a weightless shadow. The light from the emergency lights passed through her body, casting a faint shadow on the floor.

The first raid was successful.

The enemy's command center was still operating, but Xu Suyuan had already arrived.