I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

Qian Mengxun and Wang Qiang did not return directly to the capital.

Instead, he went to another place and met the group of superhumans from Goryeo.

As a former vassal state of the Dragon Kingdom, these people immediately thought of the Dragon Kingdom after the catastrophe.

They all wanted a bite of this fatty piece of meat.

The Korean superhuman agreed even more readily and quickly reached an agreement with Qian Mengxun.

On the way back to the capital, Wang Qiang kept stealing glances at Qian Mengxun, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.

Indeed, nothing is more poisonous than a woman's heart.

When it comes to scheming, he's far inferior to this woman!

Qian Mengxun also noticed that Wang Qiang's expression was unpredictable.

She frowned and suddenly stopped.

Although Wang Qiang is stupid, he is currently her only reliable assistant, and she needs to keep him in check for the time being.

Moreover, people like Wang Qiang, who think with their genitals, are easier to control.

When Wang Qiang saw Qian Mengxun suddenly stop, he quickly stopped as well.

"What?" Qian Mengxun asked calmly, looking directly at him. "Do you think I'm malicious?"

She had long seen through Wang Qiang's intentions.

This man was lusting after her body, so she was deliberately controlling the boundaries—

We must neither let him succeed, nor let him despair.

A simp should be kept hanging on forever.

Only in this way will Wang Qiang follow her wholeheartedly and fawn over her.

"How could that be?" Wang Qiang quickly waved his hand, forcing a smile. "I just didn't expect you to be so wise, Mengxun."

"Wise?" A hint of disgust flashed in Qian Mengxun's eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound like a good word.

"Wang Wei is my heartache." Her voice suddenly softened, carrying a just-right vulnerability. "As long as he lives, my heartache will not be cured."

"Don't worry, Mengxun!" Wang Qiang patted his chest and assured him, "I will definitely help you get rid of Wang Wei!"

Qian Mengxun nodded and said gently, "It's good to have you."

Upon hearing those four words, Wang Qiang's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly felt an urge to hold Qian Mengxun's hand.

However, Qian Mengxun subtly turned her body to the side, avoiding the attack without leaving a trace.

"Wang Qiang, I'm not in the mood for that right now," Qian Mengxun refused.

But then she whispered, "If we get rid of Wang Wei, then..."

He hesitated to speak, leaving just the right amount of space.

Wang Qiang's eyes lit up instantly; he wished Wang Wei were dead right now.

In order to get Qian Mengxun as soon as possible, he unusually used his brain: "Isn't it a bit too slow to deal with Wang Wei by just framing him?"

"Don't worry," Qian Mengxun smiled, "those low-level ability users are just one link in the chain."

Wang Qiang's eyes lit up. "Are there other methods?"

"Let's go." Qian Mengxun was too lazy to explain anymore. "You'll find out later."

After saying that, she set off again.

The two sped along, getting closer and closer to the capital.

At this moment, in a closed room in an underground building in the capital city.

Chen Junjie sat on the bed with his eyes closed, holding a tortoise shell he had obtained from who-knows-where in his hand, his supernatural abilities fluctuating.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and a scene flashed through his pupils—

"puff--"

Immediately afterwards, he spat out blood, and his breath weakened instantly.

"Splash—"

The tortoise shell in his hand cracked and scattered on the ground.

"That's..." Chen Junjie couldn't hide his shock.

After sitting there for a while,

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up, and picked up the tortoise shell from the ground.

He had just sat down when the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Old Liu?" Chen Junjie was taken aback and stood up again.

"What's wrong?" Old Liu stared at him, his brows furrowed slightly. "Your breathing is disordered."

"Old Liu, I'm fine." Chen Junjie shook his head, forcing a smile. "I was too hasty in my calculations just now."

Upon hearing this, Old Liu's tone softened: "You're already an SSS-level, you don't need to push yourself so hard."

"But..." Chen Junjie said in a deep voice, "I want to deduce the root cause of this catastrophe..."

Old Liu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, speaking earnestly: "SSS level is definitely not the end. Perhaps you can achieve it when you advance again."

After saying that, he pressed Chen Junjie down onto the bed before Chen could speak, saying, "It's too late, get some rest."

Chen Junjie gave a wry smile and nodded.

Seeing this, Old Liu turned and left with satisfaction, closing the door behind him.

Just then, someone rushed over.

"Mr. Liu, Qian Mengxun is back and is waiting for you in the conference room."

Upon hearing this, Old Liu nodded slowly.

-

A moment later, in the Alliance meeting room.

Old Liu walked in, and Qian Mengxun quickly got up.

"Mr. Liu, it's all taken care of."

Then,

She reiterated her plan—the low-level superhumans from the Sun Cult and Goryeo would be sent to the vicinity of Gangnam City tomorrow.

After listening, Old Liu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "It's still not quite there. It's enough to deal with ordinary people, but for someone like Wang Wei—it's far from enough."

Qian Mengxun seemed to have anticipated Liu Lao's words, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "I still have a backup plan."

"Oh?" Old Liu put down his teacup and looked at her.

"Su Wan and Liu Yanni are people he's had with him since the beginning of the catastrophe." Qian Mengxun's voice carried a hint of pride.

"These two women represent Wang Wei's last vestige of 'humanity.' If even they leave him and betray him..."

She paused, then continued, "I've already sent people to find some of Liu Yanni and Su Wan's relatives back in their hometowns..."

"And Zhao Lie," Old Liu suddenly reminded him.

Qian Mengxun was taken aback: "Zhao Lie?"

"You think Zhao Lie's allegiance to Wang Wei is genuine?" Old Liu sneered.

"He just wants to find a way out. If Wang Wei's path becomes blocked, he will withdraw immediately."

"You don't need to win Zhao Lie over—just let him see that Wang Wei's path is a dead end."

Qian Mengxun seemed to be deep in thought, and sincerely praised, "Old Liu is brilliant."

Old Liu waved his hand, "Not enough."

His voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

"Wang Wei is invincible in his field—that's the biggest variable."

"So," he turned around, his gaze sharp as a knife, "we're still missing one person—someone who can restrain him within the domain."

Qian Mengxun frowned.

This is simply not possible.

"Hehe." Old Liu chuckled, "After all, young people always have the regrets of wanting things they couldn't have in their youth."

Qian Mengxun was taken aback.

But then, a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

.......

Inside a closed room.

After Old Liu left, the smile on Chen Junjie's face gradually faded.

He looked down at the shattered fragments of the tortoise shell in his hand.

"That scene...who was that person...."

He just forced a deduction and saw a fragment.

I witnessed a scene of utter terror.

The world lost its color.

The horizon was being rapidly devoured by an endless, turbid, and constantly writhing undercurrent.

Like a dark, surging tide, it engulfs the land, seemingly threatening to destroy the world.

However, a figure stood before the crest of the undercurrent.

Alone, his clothes motionless,

Like the last pillar between heaven and earth, it was nailed to the front of the tide.

The undercurrent crashed in with a roar.

But the next second

All the impacts felt like hitting an invisible chasm.

The man remained unmoved, as steady as a mountain.

Not a single strand of her hair rose, and not a single hem of her clothes fluttered.

The heavens and earth roared until they lost their voices, and the undercurrents stretched endlessly before our eyes.

One man stands at the forefront of the tide, like a god who governs the world.

"Who is it...?"

Chen Junjie's fingers were trembling.

He didn't know who that person was.

But he knew—that person shouldn't be Wang Wei.

He deduced that Wang Wei was a major calamity, the source of all life and death.

But that person—

He is the one who brings peace to the world.

They are the ones who stand in the way of destruction.

"Who...is it...?"