I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 345 - 238: Since We’re Here

After directly dealing with the key mbers of the Iron Fist Gang with quick and violent ans at the warehouse, less than half an hour had passed of the two-hour plan that had been originally scheduled.

Most of that ti had been spent on the road.

Even with one punch to speed through the core mbers of the Iron Fist Gang, it didn’t take more than half a minute.

Now, even if Chen Yun cleaned up the Gang’s significant remaining forces, he still wouldn’t use up the remaining hour and a half.

Looking at it this way...

Perhaps he could also take care of Apali City’s trash while he was at it?

After all, the many different A Mao’s and A Gou’s in Apali were a bit excessive; he felt it was complicated when he looked at the information Abba Lerner had sent.

Why not simplify things a bit?

Thinking so, Chen Yun nodded in profound agreent.

Even if the cleanup took over two hours and he didn’t have enough ti to return, it really wasn’t a big issue.

At most, it would an that at midnight, when "Evolution" happened, he would still be sowhere at sea, not yet back on land.

It wasn’t as if he hadn’t experienced evolution on the seabed before; it wasn’t a significant impact.

It was entirely acceptable.

Moreover, he could just stay in the Philippines for an extra day and not evolve in the sea.

So...

It was indeed possible to take care of the remaining troubleso trash while at it.

If he had to find a reason...

That would be...

He was already here.

Yes, that was the ultimate reason.

"I’m already here," a common expression in Chinese culture that conveys a sentint of taking advantage of a situation or accepting the status quo since one has already arrived or is involved.

It encapsulates a philosophy of contentnt in the face of circumstances and reflects an acceptance of existing choices and optimism for the future.

Of course.

This reason, similar to others like "It’s the New Year, he’s just a child, it wasn’t easy, the person has passed away, it’s for your own good, let’s save face, we are all friends," is usually just an excuse in most cases.

There’s no need to take it seriously.

And for so things.

You indeed don’t need any reason at all.

Chen Yun felt it was convenient to deal with the trash on the way, so he did just that.

Thinking this, he turned and walked outside the warehouse, his figure disappearing into the distance.

A top-level Hunter.

At this mont, he was like a dragon returning to the sea, vanishing into the hustle and bustle of the city.

The sun lazily spilled onto the streets, coating the busy city with a warm golden radiance. The corner coffee shops began emitting alluring scents, mingling with the sll of fresh bread, awakening the hearts and stomachs of city dwellers and passing travelers.

The crowd gradually thickened, the morning calm swiftly replaced by the noon bustle, which was then supplanted by the tranquility of the afternoon.

Chen Yun’s figure rged into the flowing tide of people.

He was dressed simply, moving with a light and purposeful stride. His gaze sotis focused ahead, sotis drifted to the surrounding scenery.

As if he was searching for sothing, or simply enjoying the pleasure of walking.

Amongst the throng of people coming and going, Chen Yun blended in like a drop of water entering the vast sea, instantly harmonizing with everything around him, making him hard to identify separately.

His presence was both a part of the city’s everyday scenery and carried a hint of an easily overlooked mystery.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yun had crossed several blocks, brushing past countless strangers in silent communication.

Then, like many other pedestrians, his figure slowly vanished around the next corner, leaving behind only a string of blurred and continuous mory points for the city to nostalgically recall.

But this nostalgia.

Was definitely more intense than any ordinary person could leave behind.

Sufficient to cause an earthquake throughout Apali City.

Not a physical earthquake, of course.

After all, Chen Yun didn’t have the strength to trigger an earthquake that, in essence, would far exceed the power of most nuclear bombs.

The earthquake triggered by this so-called nostalgia.

Happened on a cultural level, occurring in the words passed from mouth to mouth.

For the aftertaste left by Chen Yun was potent enough to shock the entire Apali City.

After leaving the warehouse,

Chen Yun spent nearly an hour slightly purging the remaining forces of the Iron Fist Gang, pinpointing so of the remaining key mbers ntioned in the information provided by Abba Lerner.

With his powerful Perception Ability, he avoided all surveillance and sights, and with his spiritual power and Killing Intent covering an effective range of 500 ters.

His presence was noticed by no one.

Yet one after another, the scum of the grey areas all died.

Their deaths were peaceful, their spirits crushed by Killing Intent in an instant, not becoming like the remnants of Black Shark Marcos and his crew, spread throughout every corner of the warehouse as minced at.

In "Conan",

This would be at least two hundred episodes where the killer couldn’t be found.

After all, who could imagine that these people, who suddenly died at ho, were killed by soone rely passing by 500 ters away?

Moreover, this unremarkable person hadn’t been captured by any surveillance caras, nor noticed by any witnesses.

Neither Conan nor Sherlock would have been able to find his existence.

Afterward,

Chen Yun went on with the thought of "since I’m already here."

And relying on Perception Ability to dodge caras, and Emotion Stimulation to avoid unavoidable pedestrian glances, he made moves that were completely undetectable.