Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman Chapter 689: 374: You Are Not Worthy of My True Self's Reque

Chapter 689: Chapter 374: You Are Not Worthy of My True Self’s Request!

The mory of the dark-faced burly man was forcibly extracted under Su Ping’s Divine Thought.

Su Ping then found out that this guy’s na was Santos Kahn.

As a capable enforcer, he had always worked for a large interdiary studio.

The boss of that studio was nad Dorkan.

Arranged by Kain Military Industry, a well-known major corporation of the Karlo Federation, Dorkan acted as the person in charge of this Underground City on behalf of the company.

The dark-faced burly man had taken on many similar tasks and thus had beco a trusted follower of that Dorkan.

Consequently, he knew so of the related truths.

Allowing Su Ping to understand that his guesses in the general direction were not wrong.

Indeed, it was because of the identity of Kalosis, who explored the Otherworldly Space, that such trouble had co.

Su Ping released his hand, letting the now idiotic dark-faced burly man slump softly onto the cold floor.

“The original body really brought so trouble.”

“If I don’t handle it well, I’m afraid I’ll be facing the entire Karlo Federation’s coalition of real power aristocrats.”

Su Ping glanced at the drooling dark-faced burly man, then at the distant commotion.

“Well, it seems I haven’t handled it well, and the cat-and-mouse ga is about to begin.”

Su Ping mocked himself with a smile, not the slightest bit intimidated.

To fight ordinary people with the strength of the Transcendent.

Even if the other side has decent technological strength and organizational skills.

Su Ping was clearer still on how much of an advantage being a Transcendent like himself ant.

More than ten minutes later.

The real security officers of the Underground City finally arrived.

Seeing the tragic scene around them, they quickly drew their weapons and raised their shields before rushing upstairs.

Then, they only saw the dark-faced burly man and the opened window.

The leader of the team imdiately realized the complexity of the situation.

And decided to report to his superiors first, then chose to preserve the cri scene.

As for the hotel’s surveillance and perhaps that of the surrounding area, whether damaged or not, he also chose to take control of it, and with great restraint, decided not to view it.

At the sa ti.

In one of the few tall buildings in the Underground City, the Kain Military Industry’s underground office on a certain floor.

Dorkan learned of the news earlier than the security officers, and after cursing the dark-faced burly man for his uselessness, imdiately sought out people to understand what had exactly happened.

However, the maintenance costs and attention for the civilian areas of the Underground City were obviously impeccably matched with those of the neighborhood.

The officially installed surveillance was either broken or not turned on at all.

Dorkan, after waiting for a while, could only see his subordinate’s spectacular exit from the restaurant through surveillance caras from across the street.

“Not just a talent in mind, but also in strength?”

Dorkan murmured to himself about the exceptional display of non-human strength.

He was still not afraid.

After all, what age was it? He did not believe that individual strength, no matter how powerful, could be of much use.

In the three hundred years of Federation history, it wasn’t unheard of for enhanced people to rebel or even seek revenge.

But.

From the day the Karlo Federation was established, they already knew, compared to strength, what the avengers lacked even more was intelligence.

Without the support of intelligence, an individual with only strength would end up like a fierce beast, falling into a trap and overwheld by numbers.

Even in these few short minutes.

Dorkan had already concocted eight plans in his mind to deal with such a powerful individual.

Then, Dorkan opened up video communication.

This ti, a lively, rosy-cheeked green-haired old man appeared on the screen.

This was the butler of a noble’s household.

After exchanging pleasantries with Dorkan, he listened to Dorkan’s report.

Only this ti, the report had just started, ntioning the failure of the dark-faced burly man’s task.

Boom!

A loud bang suddenly ca from the entire floor.

It made Dorkan, who seed like a handso red-haired gentleman, shiver a bit.

He picked up the phone that connected to the front desk, sowhat annoyed.

Just as he lifted it, Dorkan’s complexion changed as he heard the busy signal.

“This is bad, we might have been invaded!”

“Invasion?”

The old man in the video slightly frowned, speculating, “Who would dare to make a move on our office, could it be those guys who couldn’t wait any longer?”

“No, if it was them, my communication with you should have been blocked too!”

The butler realized the blind spot.

And in the next second, he saw the answer.

The door handle of the glass door to Dorkan’s office was violently twisted off.

Then, as the door opened,

A tall young man in a black trench coat, with a skewer in his mouth, walked in.

This person… the butler could only barely recognize from the features that he was similar to the target person, Kalosis.

Only, he seed much more handso than the previous Kalosis.

“It seems I’ve arrived rather opportune.”

Su Ping swept over the holograms on the office desk, catching sight of the old butler’s smiling face.

The mory of the dark-faced burly man also contained recollections of the old butler.

In those mories, facing the butler, the dark-faced burly man dared not even speak, existing like an insignificant ant.

He only knew that the other party was a trusted elite of the nobility, soone who could decide his life or death with a single word.

“Kalosis!”

Both Dorkan and the butler simultaneously exclaid Su Ping’s physical body’s na.

anwhile, Dorkan pressed the alarm button.

Only, the security on duty 24/7 failed to appear.

Even… the two expensive unmanned wheeled security robots he had positioned in the security room were also absent.