I manage female characters in all the heavens.

Yue Lingshan had never experienced anything like this before. She never dreamed that she would encounter such a thing. She immediately broke down and caused a scene at the entrance of the vegetable market, successfully getting herself into the detention center.

The blond roommate, who arrived first, saw that the grown man was so delicate and immediately harbored evil intentions. He pointed at "Song Yi" and made him cry.

I was planning to give him a good scolding again today to satisfy my petty, cowardly mentality, but then, the real man Song Yi came back!

Completely oblivious to the difference in time flow between the two realms, Song Yi staggered back a few steps, his face contorted with rage.

Recalling the fragmented memories of being surrounded by a bunch of people filming him, he could easily imagine how pathetic he must be now, thanks to Yue Lingshan's antics!

This planet is no longer safe to live on!

Just then, Uncle Hat, who had heard the commotion, came in. Seeing that Song Yi seemed to have calmed down, he tried to ask him questions:

"Name?"

“...Song Yi”.

Uncle Hat breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At least it's not Yue Lingshan anymore. May I ask, do you have a history of mental illness?"

Song Yi covered his face, breaking down in tears, and said, "If I said no, would you believe me?"

Uncle Hat obviously didn't believe it, and that afternoon, a car from the mental hospital came to pick him up.

“Such mentally ill patients with serious mental problems, even those with dual personalities, must be hospitalized for the most intensive treatment. They cannot be allowed to cause trouble in society.”

"Otherwise, that would be irresponsible to the country, society, and the people!"

When interviewed by a television reporter, the director of the mental hospital spoke with conviction!

In just one day, Song Yi's story spread throughout the country, causing a sensation, and attracting numerous reporters and self-media to come and interview him for confirmation.

Behind the hospital director hung a photo of Song Yi bound hand and foot to a hospital bed, his face clearly recognizable, fully demonstrating the hospital's confidence in its capacity to accommodate patients.

Since it's definitely not going to escape, why bother censoring it?

Don't be afraid if you encounter someone who looks very similar to the patient; they are definitely not the patient!

"Everyone should trust the capacity of our Thunder Mental Hospital. Even if Ultraman came in, he would have no choice but to accept treatment. There is absolutely no chance of a mere human escaping!" The director was clearly getting carried away and uttered wild words.

The onlookers cheered and expressed their relief, saying that the presence of the Leidian Mental Hospital in Lianchang is truly a blessing for the country and its people!

Song Yi, who had just escaped from detention, praised the dean and presented him with flowers on stage.

"Thanks to the dean, I don't have to worry about being arrested as a mental patient when I go out. Thank you, dean, you gave me a new life!"

Song Yi grasped the hospital director's hand, tears welling in his eyes, deeply grateful.

The dean grinned from ear to ear: "Of course, of course! Go ahead and live your life to the fullest!"

Song Yi left the scene with tears in his eyes.

Shortly after the interview ended, the hospital director received news that the patient, Song Yi, had escaped.

"..."

"This is top secret, keep the news under wraps!!"

……

Back in his rented apartment, Song Yi felt much better.

Song Yi, who died in the incident, has already been taken in by the dean. What does that have to do with me?

No need to leave the planet to find a new home anymore, kudos to the Dean!

I was browsing food options on my phone, planning to order takeout to celebrate my freshman year, when a phone call suddenly came in.

After a long silence, a somewhat uncertain female voice came from the other end:

"Song Yi?"

"It's me, get to the point."

"..."

"The TV said you were admitted to a mental hospital. I'm just asking about the situation."

“Obviously, that wasn’t me,” Song Yi said firmly.

There was another moment of silence.

The woman changed the subject: "The organization's assassins will be arriving in Lianchang soon. I sent you the list a while ago. Are you ready?"

Song Yi snorted: "A mere level one pursuit, just two punks. Their warning effect outweighs their lethality. I can wipe them out with a flick of my wrist!"

"But you, providing me with inside information like this, be careful you don't get exposed, or the big boss will tear you to pieces."

The woman smiled gently: "In the world of assassination, you are just a newcomer with a little fame, while I have already reached the pinnacle."

"Even the big boss can't touch me."

"So, think about it again. If you come with me, it's just killing his dog. I can resolve it with a single word."

Song Yi chuckled: "What nonsense! To hunt me down for such a ridiculous reason is going too far!"

"I'm going to fight him to the bitter end!"

The woman said helplessly, "Fine, whatever makes you happy. When you die, I'll make your body into a specimen so it can stay with me forever."

Bye-bye, sweetheart~

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi couldn't help but think to himself, "Pervert!"

He sat cross-legged on the bed and tried to cultivate the internal energy of Mount Hua.

As the information indicated, Yue Lingshan's internal energy was shared, although it was only a small amount, but at least she didn't have to start from scratch.

After some practice and calculating the efficiency, Song Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"Although the effects of the Fulong Bone-Sculpting Soup are gone after the body was changed, my natural bone structure is clearly far superior to Yue Lingshan's."

"One unit of internal energy per day? I'm a fucking genius!"

Even without considering the influence of various external forces, the internal strength that Yue Lingshan accumulated over 10 years of cultivation could be matched by Song Yi in just over 2 years.

If this isn't a prodigy, then what is?

In this world where no extraordinary abilities are manifested, with this martial arts skill and talent, becoming the king of assassins shouldn't be too difficult, if not the king of the world.

At that time, no matter if you're a big boss or a small manager, you'll all be sent back to the countryside to feed pigs!

Just as I was enjoying myself, my stomach rumbled at the most inopportune moment.

After being placed under Yue Lingshan's care yesterday, he only ate one boxed meal at the detention center, and hasn't eaten a single grain of rice since.

I'm so hungry I feel anxious!

"Damn it, it's been almost an hour and the delivery still hasn't arrived. Did you crawl all that way?"

"Ding Dong"

"Hello, takeout!"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Song Yi flung open the door, his face cold and icy.

"Hello, your takeout order..."

The deliveryman seemed intimidated by Song Yi's imposing manner and stammered.

In front of him, Song Yi took out his phone and pulled up a file on the organization's pursuers. The photo on the file looked exactly like the deliveryman's.

"What excuse do you have?"

"..."

The deliveryman paused for a moment, then threw down the food he was carrying, pulled out a dagger, gripped it tightly, and grinned menacingly.

"If you don't want to die happily in ignorance, then let out a shrill scream and please me!"

"I am--"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yi pressed his palm against his chest, unleashing a torrent of internal energy!

The deliveryman's eyes bulged out, and he was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily to the ground below, where he died instantly!

"Ha, you ants, you're not worthy to give your names!"

Song Yi darted out the door and leaped onto the balcony railing. Standing tall and looking down with his hands behind his back, he exuded the air of a master.

He was looking for another pursuer, and incidentally, to show off a bit.

In the distance, another pursuer hiding in the shadows was terrified and quickly ducked back to make a phone call:

"Are you sure this is a Level 1 assassin like us? Is it the same evaluation system?! The style is completely different!"

"What do you mean by giving up because you're scared? He'll level up one level, and I'll level up one level too. I will definitely kill him!"

Besides, I'm in the shadows while he's in the open, so I have the advantage and nothing to be afraid of!

Meanwhile, in the world of laughter and awe, Yue Lingshan lay on her bed, sensing the flowing internal energy within her body, her face filled with bewilderment.

Are you still dreaming?

Chapter 10 My Dark World is Full of Talent

The next day, Song Yi slowly opened his eyes.

It was a bit of a shame that another pursuer didn't manage to ambush him while he was sleeping all night.

Having killed someone in his rented apartment yesterday, he obviously couldn't stay there any longer, so he moved without hesitation.

They thought they would get another pursuer to make a move, but perhaps they were surprised by his performance yesterday, where he killed his teammate with a single palm strike, and chose to be cautious.

The chances of a mere first-level assassin getting a gun to shoot him in a country like Tianlong Kingdom, where guns are completely banned, are slim.

In close combat, Song Yi has a hundred ways to kill his opponent on the spot.

As long as the other party dares to show themselves.

The red light flashed, the green light came on, and Song Yi stepped onto the zebra crossing, scanning the cars in front, behind, left, and right.

"If I were an assassin, I would ambush a dump truck here, and when the target walks into the middle of the road, I would just use a dump truck Iaijutsu on him. It would definitely be very effective."

However, he deliberately slowed down until the green light was almost over, and he didn't see any out-of-control vehicles rushing towards him.