The lack of vitality in a person is a physical issue.
Feeling fatigued is a ntal issue.
Wang Longhu's divine resilience can help restore physical energy, and his high spirits can actively eliminate any fatigue.
So now, Wang Longhu is essentially halfway into the realm where sleep is unnecessary.
Unless it's really necessary, he indeed doesn't need sleep.
In the wind and snow, five figures rapidly approached from afar.
"Just ahead, be ready."
Five assassins, identical in appearance to Wang Longhu, exchanged glances before pulling knives from their pockets.
These knives all had blades with blood grooves and were coated with neurotoxin; even a slight cut would send the target straight to heaven.
"Be careful, number 1231 died under strange circumstances without reporting any useful information back. This Wang Longhu is not ordinary; we must go all out."
"Understood."
The five assassins approached the cave cautiously, each body tensed like a poised viper.
"Are you looking for ?"
Suddenly, a calm voice sounded behind the five.
"What!"
The five quickly turned and saw Wang Longhu himself, who had sohow appeared unnoticed a few ters behind them.
Whoosh!
The Wang Longhu clone at the forefront reacted swiftly, leaping forward and swinging the blade at Wang Longhu.
One slash, as long as it could break the opponent's skin, would an completion of their task.
Even the most powerful martial artist needs to engage the enemy up close during combat.
And being close ans the risk of injury.
Bam!
Yet the clone hadn't even gotten close to Wang Longhu when its limbs broke automatically, its head flipped backward at an impossible angle.
The other four clones suddenly realized, attacking Wang Longhu from four different directions.
Seeing these five assassin clones identical to himself, Wang Longhu felt utterly disgusted.
With experience from the previous clone assassin encounter, he quickly opted to use spiritual telekinesis to control these individuals completely.
Including their teeth and tongues, unless Wang was willing, these guys couldn't even commit suicide.
Except for the first assassin whose neck was snapped by spiritual telekinesis, Wang Longhu took the other four back to the cave to interrogate.
Chi Ming was shocked to see Wang Longhu bringing back four more clones of himself.
The force behind these assassins had how many Wang Longhu cloned, their cloning technology must be world-class.
"Check their mouths and remove any hidden suicide asures," Wang Longhu commanded.
Professionals should handle their specialties; Wang Longhu was a master of combat to Chi Ming.
Yet in certain intricate tasks, Wang acknowledged Chi Ming's superiority.
Soon, Chi Ming discovered a pile of suicide tricks hidden on the clone assassins.
Neurotoxin hidden in teeth and toxin pouches implanted in the palate were child's play.
Devices linked to the heart, set to explode below a certain heartbeat rate,
Electromagnetic devices in the back of the head, capable of delivering a fatal 300V charge to the brain upon a hard slap.
Various strange suicide devices were found, dismantled, and tossed on the ground by Chi Ming.
Wang Longhu secretly admired; without Chi Ming's help, he'd never recognize these devices' functions or hidden spots.
The force behind these clone assassins was incredibly cautious.
Once Chi Ming confird no more suicide ans existed, Wang Longhu slightly relaxed his spiritual telekinesis and began interrogating the clone assassins' origins.
With Wang Longhu's thods, inflicting ntal collapse-level tornt on soone
was easy, yet these clone assassins divulged no more information under Wang Longhu's tornt.
Apart from knowing they ca from Siberia, intended to kill Wang Longhu, and so common knowledge, they knew nothing else.
"How could I yield no results?" Wang Longhu grew doubtful about his interrogation techniques.
Could his abilities be waning?
"Master, these clones seem professionally brainwashed, only rembering what their brainwashers intended while other information is auto-erased from their mory no matter the pressure,"
Chi Ming, who witnessed the process, finally spoke up to advise.
"Siberia, is it really the chanical Prophet Union? But why target you, master? How did your biological samples fall into their hands? Strange."
Chi Ming's musing also puzzled Wang Longhu deeply.
He had never encountered this chanical Prophet Union, let alone been to Siberia.
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