Bang!!
Fedman, contrary to his usual behavior, leapt over like a specter and landed a punch on Chen Lun's face.
Chen Lun's head shook slightly.
Half of his cheek was covered by Carp Armor, and one of his eyes turned into a green snake pupil.
The young man with black hair revealed a sinister smile even more ferocious than Fedman's.
"I thought it was so incredible ace up your sleeve, but it turns out it's just a 'dium'..."
Chen Lun was all too familiar with the Moon Faction's Supernatural Sequence, as he had followed this path in his previous life.
Sequence Nine: dium
Possessing mysterious powers of diumship, capable of simple communication with the Lost Souls, and temporarily strengthening oneself by borrowing spirit.
"This is not your power, but the power recorded by that strange painting..."
Fedman turned a deaf ear and roared as he threw another punch at Chen Lun.
The latter shifted his position and easily dodged the attack.
"Five Lost Souls' blessing? That's all there is to it."
"Die!!"
Fedman lunged forward with a heavy elbow strike.
Crack!!
Chen Lun casually waved his hand and knocked his arm away, causing him to lose balance completely.
"Not to ntion you're just an ordinary man, how much Supernatural Power can you exert?"
The young man's indifferent voice reached Fedman's ears.
Fedman's eyes widened in disbelief at the outco.
Bang—!!
A blur of a shadow so fast it was almost indistinct crossed his retina.
The next second, Fedman felt a severe pain in his abdon.
A step-in kick from Chen Lun sent Fedman flying. He spun in the air, tumbling twice before crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Ugh!"
Fedman coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Two dark shadows erged from his ears and dissipated into nothingness.
"Damn it! How... How can he be so strong!?"
Fedman was frantic, struggling to get up but failing to do so. If it weren't for the support of the Lost Souls, that kick would have killed him.
An image flashed through his mind—a silhouette glimpsed in the study, conversing with Daniel.
Fear and loyalty spread in his heart, eventually erupting.
"You won't get any information from , so die!"
Fedman roared hysterically, eyes blackened as he leaped from the ground. Mid-air, he lunged directly at Chen Lun, face filled with madness as he bellowed:
"Even if we have to perish together, I will not betray!"
The black smoke on Fedman's face grew denser, now obscuring his features. His voice emanated from the smoke, low and firm yet twisted and distorted.
"This guy's lost it... He wants to die with ?"
A thought flashed through Chen Lun's mind.
Imdiately, he took decisive action, not wanting to capsize in a gutter.
Scorpion Tail Needle!
He rotated and stomped, shattering the air with a kick.
Bang!!
Fedman was sent flying out, over the doorstep of the building, landing on the stairs, unable to rise for the mont due to the Supernatural Toxin.
"Fire!"
Chen Lun signaled, and Gary imdiately understood, issuing an order.
The underlings of the Iron Fist Gang donned their Iron Gloves and fired their Blunderbusses at Fedman.
A barrage of crackling and popping shots rang out.
Fedman exploded into a grotesque monster, with three anguished human faces erging on his neck and chest.
"Arghhh...!!"
Nails and shards of glass showered upon him. He howled in agony and eventually ceased struggling.
After the dust had settled, Chen Lun walked out of the building.
Looking down at the slightly twitching Fedman, he stomped on his head, crushing it!
[By killing Daniel's Butler Fedman (with the Lost Souls' blessing), you've earned 500 Experience Points.]
"Ugh!"
"Ergh, ugh!!"
Many of the Iron Fist Gang's underlings knelt on the ground, painfully vomiting after witnessing the uncontrollable transformations of the supernaturals.
So of them even rolled on the ground, clutching their heads.
Fortunately, Fedman had died quickly; if they had watched for too long, they likely would have all dropped dead.
Had a few more undergone mysterious contamination and uncontrollable mutations, it would have spread like a plague, causing an uncontrollable chain reaction.
Of course, Chen Lun wouldn't allow such a scenario to unfold, lest he attract the attention of the Shelter.
"Have soone clean up his body, seal it up, and find a place to bury it."
Chen Lun was worried that the Iron Fist Gang would carelessly throw Fedman's body into a drainage ditch, so he specifically gave this instruction.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Gary bowed behind him.
He had been enhanced with high-concentration "Fruit Honey" and had a higher resistance to mysterious contamination, so he wasn't vomiting like his underlings. He just felt so mild discomfort, which he could tolerate.
Chen Lun frowned, nudged Fedman's body with the tip of his shoe, and found nothing of value on it.
The scroll had also beco a useless sheet of white paper.
He sighed inwardly; the clue had ended here.
But Chen Lun was not discouraged, for he already knew this whole affair involved Councilor Daniel.
Now that he had a target, he would eventually clarify things, sooner or later.
"Finish the two tasks I've assigned you as soon as possible. If you encounter trouble you can't handle, notify just like you did this ti."
Chen Lun instructed Gary one last ti before leaving directly.
"I shall heed Your Excellency's will!"
Gary touched his chest and bowed.
...
The next morning.
After a simple breakfast, Chen Lun began reading in his room.
With the ti from last night included, he had almost finished the "Tomb Art Appreciation Collection."
Around noon.
[Through careful reading, you have gained 220 Experience Points.]
[The Earth Faction Mystic Book "Tomb Art Appreciation Collection" (Progress 100%) has been fully read!]
[You have gained an additional 1 Skill Point and 1 Attribute Point.]
Chen Lun exhaled deeply, having finally exhausted the resources within the book.
Although his Main Profession could only have one entry, preventing Chen Lun from inheriting "Tomb Robber," he could still gain the corresponding experience through reading.
However, since it was not from his own "Destiny Faction," the gain was halved.
The original 1000 Experience Points were reduced to 500 Points.
"The books in the bookstore downstairs no longer hold any value for exploration. I hope the Iron Fist Gang will bring so good news soon," Chen Lun mused.
After putting away the "Tomb Art Appreciation Collection," Chen Lun planned to go downstairs to Mrs. Caroline's and grab sothing to eat.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard a commotion in the hallway.
Rushing to the third floor, he found it crowded with people.
Many of the local neighbors were present, and even residents from across the street had co over in considerable numbers.
"Oh, little Connie, don't bla yourself... Mr. Hood has simply returned to Lady Rose's embrace," Mrs. Caroline consoled, holding Connie in her arms.
Connie clung to Mrs. Caroline, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
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"...Sob sob, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have decided to stop dad's dicine on my own!
It's all because of , it's my fault!" Connie cried, her emotions running high.
Chen Lun stood outside the crowd, peering through the half-opened door, he could see into Connie's living room.
A man lay motionless on a rocking chair.
"Connie's father has died."
Floey appeared beside Chen Lun, speaking softly.
She shook her head slightly and sighed softly.
"It's because of the withdrawal from 'Fruit Honey.'"
Chen Lun nodded to show he was aware.
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