10 PM. Abandoned dock in Jiangcheng South District.

The river breeze, carrying the pungent smell of chemical waste, wafted between the rusty shipping containers.

A black SUV without license plates was parked at the edge of parking space number three. The headlights were off.

Jiang Nuonuo, wrapped in a large black trench coat, leaned against the car door. Her legs were still trembling uncontrollably. The abrasions on her knees had received basic medical treatment and were wrapped in gauze.

She forcibly sent Jiang Shi, an eighth-rank elder, away. She dared not let Jiang Shi follow her.

The extreme fear of being suspended a hundred meters in the air, about to fall and be smashed into a pulp at any moment, has been etched into her nerve reflexes.

She even felt a secret joy, seemingly because she was about to see Qin Meng again.

All around was the dull sound of the river water lapping against the cement piles.

"I am coming."

There was no sound of footsteps.

Jiang Nuonuo shuddered and turned her head sharply.

Qin Meng had somehow appeared less than two meters behind her.

His dark, golden skin had a heavy, light-absorbing quality in the darkness of the dock, where there was no light source.

His upper body was naked, his muscles sculpted like cold, cast steel. He reeked of an extremely strong, metallic scent of blood. Not the blood of an ordinary person.

It's the kind of stench, carrying a high concentration of energy radiation, that emanates from the death of a high-level mutant.

Jiang Nuonuo's breathing stopped instantly.

She had seen this blood before. The mutants being dissected in the provincial capital's laboratory.

But the concentration of blood on Qin Meng was ten times more terrifying than any experimental subject she had ever seen.

"Mr. Qin... Mr. Qin." Jiang Nuonuo's voice was dry, and she subconsciously pressed her back against the cold car door.

Qin Meng took a step forward.

A dull thud came from the concrete ground beneath my feet.

"Speak." Qin Meng stopped half a meter in front of her, looking down at her.

Qin Meng's extremely high body temperature dispelled all the chill in the river breeze, making Jiang Nuonuo's cheeks burn.

Jiang Nuonuo swallowed hard, forcing herself to calm down.

She is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, and she holds intelligence, which is her bargaining chip.

"Zhao Tianci's coordinates have been found."

Jiang Nuonuo spoke quickly, her words coming out at an extremely fast pace, "He is not in Jiangcheng."

The Zhao family deployed a heavy military airship, which was anchored above an abandoned mining area on the northern outskirts of Jiangcheng.

The airship has activated the highest level of optical stealth and radar silence.

He planned to absorb the first wave of spiritual energy when the spiritual vein erupted, and then immediately retreat back to the provincial capital.

Qin Meng remained silent.

His dark gold eyes showed no emotion.

Jiang Nuonuo felt uneasy under her gaze and continued to throw out a second piece of information: "Four families in the provincial capital have discovered the core location of the underground spiritual vein, at the former site of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. It's 150 meters underground, the main node of the spiritual vein. The Zhao family has deployed heavy troops there, and also..."

"And the apostles of the Dawn of Flesh and Blood," Qin Meng interrupted her.

Jiang Nuonuo was stunned for a moment, her pupils contracting.

Qin Meng raised his right hand.

Open your palms.

A metal piece stained with dark red dried blood clattered as it landed on the hood of the car at Jiang Nuonuo's feet.

The intricate etched patterns on the surface of the metal sheet shimmered under the faint starlight.

Jiang Nuonuo's gaze fell on the metal sheet, and she saw the three burn marks on the edge and the tiny etched characters on the back.

"Spiritual Vein Location - Jiangcheng South District - Coordinates Locked."

Her face turned deathly pale instantly. All color drained from her.

That's the Zhao family's spiritual vein calibration device. A core component.

Only those at the highest level who directly participate in the excavation of the spiritual veins, or... those high-ranking apostles of the Dawn of Flesh and Blood, possess it.

"You concealed the details of the deal between the Zhao family and the Flesh and Blood Dawn." Qin Meng's voice was calm, without any hint of anger, but the oppressive feeling made Jiang Nuonuo almost suffocate.

"I didn't! I just..." Jiang Nuonuo tried to explain.

Qin Meng extended his right hand.

Five fingers precisely gripped Jiang Nuonuo's neck. Tightened. Lifted upwards.

Jiang Nuonuo's explanation was abruptly cut off in her throat. Her feet left the ground.

Its back scraped against the window of the SUV, making a screeching sound.

"Uh..." Jiang Nuonuo gripped Qin Meng's wrists tightly with both hands, kicking her legs wildly in mid-air.

Qin Meng's arm remained motionless. On the surface of his dark gold skin, a very faint layer of dark red blood began to circulate.

That was the berserk power that his battle-hardened body had absorbed and transformed after killing two seventh-tier apostles, and which had not yet fully settled.

The high temperature traveled along Qin Meng's fingers, scalding Jiang Nuonuo's neck until it turned red and blistered.

"You think your little bit of cleverness can save your life?" Qin Meng looked at Jiang Nuonuo's eyes, which were rolling back due to lack of oxygen.

"Cough... let go..." Tears of reason welled up in Jiang Nuonuo's eyes.

That familiar feeling of being on the verge of death returned.

But now she feels no fear, and even a little greed for it.

Qin Meng slightly loosened his five fingers by half.

A large amount of cold air rushed into Jiang Nuonuo's lungs.

She started coughing violently.

"Why is the Zhao family's calibration instrument on the First Apostle of the Dawn of Flesh and Blood?" Qin Meng asked.

Jiang Nuonuo gasped for breath: "It's...it's a deal! A deal orchestrated by the Zhao family! They used the lives of the poor in Jiangcheng's southern district to exchange for the Blood Dawn Movement's cleanup! To draw the attention of the Patrol Bureau and local forces to the southern district!"

"continue."

"The calibration device... the calibration device was personally given to Flesh and Blood Dawn by Zhao Tianci. They want to use the high concentration of blood and qi radiation from the mutants to stimulate the underground spiritual veins and accelerate the eruption of the spiritual energy recovery node!"

Jiang Nuonuo completely gave up struggling and spilled everything she knew: "The old site of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is just a decoy! The real core of the spiritual vein... is underground in the South District! Beneath those abandoned streets you just walked through!"

Qin Meng's gaze darkened.

Two sets of coordinates.

No wonder the First and Second Apostles appeared precisely on the abandoned streets of the South District.

They weren't simply tracking him; they were carrying out a mission to stimulate the spiritual veins.

Hunting him down was just a convenient option.

"Where exactly is Zhao Tianci now?" Qin Meng's fingers tightened again.

"North Suburbs! The North Suburbs mining area is real!" Jiang Nuonuo screamed, her voice carrying a strange mix of submissiveness and ingratiation. "He really is on the airship!"

Qin Meng stared into Jiang Nuonuo's eyes.

His pupils were dilated, and his heart rate reached 160 beats per minute.

There was no lying.

"The airship's defensive configuration." Qin Meng lifted Jiang Nuonuo up a little.

Jiang Nuonuo's toes scraped against the car window, her voice trembling: "Two peak seventh-tier Zhao family elders... and a small city-defense-level Gaussian matrix. Most importantly... Zhao Tianci has a trump card. He brought a 'Divine Blood Potion.' It's a concentrated liquid extracted from an eighth-tier mutant by the provincial capital's laboratory. Injecting it can temporarily grant one the physical strength of an eighth-tier being."

Eighth-tier physical strength.

A tiny smile appeared on Qin Meng's lips.

He possesses the basic supernatural power of a hundred-battle body and has 80,000 unused violence points.

He was worried about not being able to find a hard enough sandbag to test his current maximum combat power.

"Where is Jiang Shi?" Qin Meng asked the last question.

"He's at the Jiang family's stronghold in the eastern district of Jiangcheng. I lied to him that I needed to rest, and he didn't dare come near me."

Jiang Nuonuo's eyes revealed a hint of morbid fanaticism.

Looking at Qin Meng's metallic face, she felt a strange shiver run through her body amidst extreme fear.

"Mr. Qin... I've told you everything. The antidote... please..."

Qin Meng released his grip.

thump.

Jiang Nuonuo slumped onto the hood of the SUV, clutching her neck and coughing violently.

"Stay in Jiangcheng. Await my orders at any time."

Qin Meng turned around.

The muscles in the right leg contracted rapidly.

boom!

A large crater, two meters in diameter, was blasted open in the concrete surface of berth number three. River water overflowed.

Qin Meng's figure transformed into a streak of dark golden light, instantly tearing through the night wind at the dock and speeding towards the abandoned mining area in the northern suburbs.

The sonic boom exploded on the river, creating a wave three meters high.

Jiang Nuonuo lay on the hood of the car, looking in the direction where Qin Meng had disappeared.

Five clear, dark red finger marks were left on her neck. The skin had been scalded by the high temperature.

She neither cried for help nor ran away.

He simply pressed his face against the cold metal of the car body, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Monster..." Jiang Nuonuo muttered to herself, but a twisted smile appeared on her lips.

The rules of the game established by the four major families in the provincial capital may be completely shattered by this monster.

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