Retired for A Hundred Years: Re-Employment for the Apocalypse Bigshot! Chapter 419 - 414: Central Region Tournament (Part 7)

What can be done in one minute?

For others, it might be not even finishing an ice cream.

But for Lin Yuanyang, who has been called a genius child since childhood, one minute can accomplish a lot.

Such as finding suitable tools for both of them.

Such as finding an appropriate terrain for a counterattack.

Or giving Bai Yulin a little surprise as he slowly walks into the abandoned factory.

To let him know, even when facing ordinary people, he shouldn’t be careless, not even taking away his Smart Brain.

...

The largest workshop in the abandoned factory has three floors, built in a square shape. Looking up from the center of the first floor, one can see the corridors on the second and third floors, as well as the rectangular sky.

The large machines inside that can be used have been emptied, leaving only so scrap tal piled in the corners and peeled wires and cables.

The workshop is as dilapidated as a roughcast house, with construction debris scattered everywhere, exposing cent and red brick stairs. They’re uneven, without even a handrail.

There are so crushed glass shards lying on the ground; as shoes walk on them, the sound of breaking can be clearly heard.

Bai Yulin walked into the workshop and at a glance saw a figure in a corner on the first floor, which he thought was well hidden, revealing a mocking smile.

"Bai Xiaotang, you’re as stupid as ever, always the first to get caught at hide-and-seek."

Bai Yulin was sowhat disdainful to catch her first; he was more interested in that little brat of the Lin Family.

Although physically weak, his intelligence is high, and his spiritual power is also S-Class, with him around unexpected situations always arise.

But Bai Xiaotang taunted him from her hiding place.

"Brother Yulin, even if I’m useless, I’m still the daughter of the Bai Family. I have an impressive background, and even if I die here today, my brother will avenge . By the way, my brother has also awakened his superpower, and it’s a powerful Control System type. How many hits can your little body take from him?"

"You’re asking for death—"

Bai Yulin’s eyes flashed with fierceness as he took rapid strides to the more-than-two-ter-high pile of scrap iron.

His right hand closed together and spun at high speed like a drill, stabbing toward Bai Xiaotang’s body like a spike.

But the warm blood he was excited about did not gush out.

He struck nothing...

The Bai Xiaotang before him was rely a virtual image projected by the Smart Brain hidden in the scrap pile.

So realistic, it was difficult to discern just with the naked eye.

Bai Yulin had never encountered such a virtual image before.

A sense of being toyed with surged forth.

"Ah—"

"Lin Yuanyang, I’m going to kill you!"

Before the words were finished, the Smart Brain within the scrap pile suddenly exploded, causing the scrap tal to fall down hard, crushing toward Bai Yulin.

This level of impact was like nothing more than a tickle to an eighth-level superpower user, but Bai Yulin’s body had been modified hundreds of tis. His physical strength was no longer as it once was, and the places connected to machinery did feel so impact, causing him so slight pain.

Bai Yulin shouted in anger, his superpower erupting around him, crushing the scrap tal on the ground into iron filings.

Lin Yuanyang, hiding on the second floor watching this scene, had a flash of shock in his eyes.

He turned around and gestured to Bai Xiaotang to continue running upwards, but Bai Yulin, already aware of their movents, shot a chanical hand toward the second floor like a spider man.

The sharp fingers popped out with a ferocious iron hook, clinging tightly to the cent ground of the second floor.

The iron chain as thick as a thumb shimred with tallic luster, quickly pulling Bai Yulin up to the second floor.

"Hurry!"

Lin Yuanyang said as he removed the glasses from his nose bridge, folded them, and connected them to the discarded wire beside him. On the other side of the wire was a battery from a secondhand electric bike found sowhere.

Inside, there was still a slight amount of electricity.

Lin Yuanyang quickly twisted the glasses arm and threw it hard at Bai Yulin’s iron claw.

The amplified electric current travelled through the iron claw and chain, reaching Bai Yulin.

"Ah—"

Lin Yuanyang obstructed him for a mont, then quickly ran to the third floor.

At that ti, Bai Xiaotang had already piled up two abandoned large iron barrels beside the staircase on the third floor.

"Xiao Yang hurry, there’s gasoline and matches in here. We’ll pour it down and ignite it to buy so ti."

"Well done!"

The two hadn’t noticed why this broken-down factory, unused for decades, still had barrels full of gasoline and matchboxes?

Ji Ning silently watched the two desperately trying to save themselves from behind.

A hint of relief in his eyes.

...

On the other side, Bai Yulin was thoroughly enraged.

He looked at the iron claw blackened by electricity, furiously stomped on the battery on the ground, crushing it with his foot over and over again.

"You have completely angered !"

He never imagined that the insects he always viewed as trash, whom he never looked up to, would make him so embarrassed.

He wanted to slice them to pieces and feed them to the fish in Beizhou.

Bai Yulin leapt to the third floor in rage, only to see gasoline barrels arranged in a Z-shape.

Realizing things weren’t looking good, he quickly flipped backward, avoiding the burst of explosive flas.

Those two bastards...

The soaring flas blocked his path forward.

Forcing him to angrily glare at the two, gnashing his teeth.

"You think this little fire can stop ?"

Suddenly—

Strings of burning firewalls ford in three directions, the flas twisted, as Bai Yulin’s silhouette directly passed through the flas.

A twisting fla enveloped him, maintaining a gap between his body and the fire.

The two were trying to escape, but it was too late.

"Ah—"

Lin Yuanyang’s delicate features contorted instantly, his gradually broadening shoulder pierced by three iron claws.

"Xiao Yang!"

Bai Xiaotang tightly gripped the iron rod in her hand, violently smashing it toward Bai Yulin’s head.

But he caught it with his other chanical hand.

He turned his head and glanced contemptuously at Bai Xiaotang, his leg swung at an uncanny angle, viciously kicking her abdon.

He used all of his strength.

A mouthful of blood spurted forth in an instant.

"Ants will always be ants, trying to shake a tree?"

"Overestimating yourself!"

Bai Yulin slowly pulled out the bloody iron claw, savoring Lin Yuanyang’s pain-wrenched expression, prepared to viciously insert it into Lin Yuanyang’s abdon, churning up his innards.

"Goodbye, little genius..."

The rapidly spinning chanical arm thrust fiercely toward Lin Yuanyang.

It suddenly stopped outside his clothing.

His arm wouldn’t move?

No matter how many commands he issued, the chanical limbs didn’t respond.

Before him, Lin Yuanyang, pale-faced, slowly revealed a smile, "You’ve never seen... ants shaking a tree... Then allow ... to show you..."

"Ah—"

The massive spiritual power was instantly released from Lin Yuanyang’s brain, controlling an invisible energy around.

This energy destroyed Bai Yulin’s chanical limbs.

The sound of "bang bang bang..." echoed, wisps of black smoke rising from his deford limbs.

Bai Yulin’s body fell uncontrollably to the ground.

This feeling of physical disability once again resurfaced in Bai Yulin’s mory, humiliation and hatred tinged his eyes red.

The red streaks in the whites of his eyes grew denser, "You’re courting death—"

The fluctuation of superpower around him gradually intensified, just when Ji Ning was about to take action, Bai Xiaotang, who had been ignored, suddenly climbed up from the ground, snatching the iron rod to strike Bai Yulin’s head. This ti it squarely hit the top of his head, and dark red blood stread down from it.

Bai Yulin’s eyes widened in disbelief, just about to say sothing, Bai Xiaotang viciously swung the iron rod again, smashing his head fiercely.

One hit followed by another.

Until he was completely knocked out, only then did Bai Xiaotang stop under Lin Yuanyang’s restraint.

The pretty doll-like face still retained traces of terror and fierceness.

This was an expression Bai Xiaotang had never shown before others.

Lin Yuanyang reached out to hold her trembling body, using an extrely gentle voice to reassure her.

"It’s okay now, Sister Xiaotang..."

"He can never hurt us again."