Bang!
The man’s body in the trench coat fell to the ground, his face already a blur.
"There’s a strange feeling... A Transcendent? Belonging to so secret force? Most likely sent by my dear ntor."
Fang Xing sneered.
Just because he had a guess that there was still a big fish out there, he wasn’t bothered to leave any survivors for interrogation.
But for now, searching the corpse was necessary.
He crouched down and searched the trench coat man’s body, finding 34 black snakes and 17 rupees, all packed in a silk wallet.
In addition, there was a revolver, also a Black Snake Type Two, looking better maintained than Fang Xing’s own gun.
Finally, there were several small bottles.
Fang Xing opened one and sniffed, discovering it was an anaesthetic similar to ether, while another emitted a pungent sll and appeared to be an antidote.
"mbers of this mysterious society, so down-to-earth?"
"I thought they could provide so ’Holy Relics’, ’talismans’ and such, but all they had were weapons, drugs, and a little money... What’s the difference between them and ordinary kidnappers?"
Fang Xing mocked.
Though, with his Steel Physique, not to ntion drugs, even if a revolver was fired at his head, he’d remain unhard.
"Forget it... I should go and have a chat with my dear ntor."
...
Night.
Monnac finished his day’s classes and returned to the villa he rented around the chanical College.
Compared to Fang Xing, the poor student, as a chanical College ntor, his salary was exceptionally generous, enough to support him in a relatively decent lifestyle.
The villa covered quite a large area and had a small garden.
In the garden, the most planted were rosemary and wormwood.
Fang Xing had visited a few tis and knew this ntor was not married, believed in celibacy, and did not employ a maid but had signed up with the City Housekeeping Service Association, which sent cleaners periodically for cleaning.
Initially, he thought it was due to the guy’s reclusive character.
But now it seed, it was all to cover up secret society activities.
Monnac arrived at the villa, took out a brass key, and opened the door.
He was about to turn the gas lamp switch when a cold gun barrel suddenly pressed against his nape: "Don’t move!"
Monnac shivered all over, obediently raised his hands: "Sir... I haven’t seen your face, if you need money, there’s 1000 black snakes in the second drawer of my study’s mahogany table..."
Click!
The gas lamp was turned on, soft yellow light fell down.
"From your heartbeat and breathing... you’ve already recognized , haven’t you, ntor Monnac?"
Fang Xing revealed himself, causing a bitter smile to appear on Monnac’s face as he turned around.
"Yes, but I don’t know why..." Monnac’s face showed a pained smile: "Fang Xing... you have a bright future, think of your friends, think of your family... if you face any trouble, just ask and I’ll do my utmost to help you."
"Future, friends, family... none of that matters to ." Fang Xing sneered.
Monnac’s heart sank completely.
He ntioned those things to give Fang Xing so scruples, but never expected this student to beco so unfamiliar... even cold-blooded!
It’s like he had never truly known this good student.
"That book ’chanical Beauty’, you deliberately gave it to , didn’t you?"
Fang Xing pressed the gun barrel against Monnac’s head, seemingly ready to fire anyti: "And the person tailing ... you sent him too."
"I don’t understand what you an..."
Monnac showed a confused expression, perfectly acted.
Bang!
Fang Xing answered with a twist of his wrist, hitting Monnac’s head hard with the gun’s handle.
Monnac felt his head as though struck by a hamr, his vision blurred, even a line of blood flowed down... from the corner of his eye, his nose, sliding down to his mouth. He licked and found it tasted salty and tangy.
"Do you think I would still believe you?"
Fang Xing sneered, but felt very disappointed inside.
According to his hypothesis, even if Monnac wasn’t the leader of this mysterious force, he should at least be a middle-level mber!
But the reality was... just this?
His physique, ntally, he was no different from an ordinary person, with no special abilities.
Fang Xing even prepared to blow Monnac’s head off and have him transform into a flesh monster.
But the reality was... Monnac seed to be just an ordinary person!
No!
After tasting his blood, a frenzied look appeared on Monnac’s face, his mouth curled: "Seems like you’ve got , so... Fang Xing, my good student, what do you want to do?"
"Mystery, Transcendent... I’ve seen that forest, I’ve seen that gate..."
Fang Xing’s eyes also showed eagerness and desire: "I need... I need more... What exactly is that?"
He desperately needed a guide in mysticism.
This frenzy was naturally an act.
But if it were a normal person, the first ti entering the Inner World, they would indeed beco frenzied and irrational.
"You entered... that forest?"
Monnac was sowhat astonished: "Your talent in ’chanics’ exceeds my expectations... To beco a ’wanderer’ with the first contact with the classics!"
"chanics? Wanderer?"
Fang Xing felt intrigued.
"The Transcendent path has six, ’chanics’ is one of them... wandering at the forest’s edge, unable to enter the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’, we call them ’wanderers’, ’apprentices’..."
Monnac’s voice was low: "Only by passing through the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’ to beco truly ’Transcendent’, both body and mind will undergo certain changes, mastering the power of mystery... I took three years to get close to the Forest of Hunger and Thirst in continuous dreaming, another two years to see the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’... but the Offering the Gate Guardian Spirit requires, I couldn’t achieve, so I’ve been wandering outside the gate..."
’Damn it... Who can understand? I thought I was involved with a powerful secret society, turns out they are weaker than !’
Fang Xing thought to himself, unsure how to vent his frustrations.
Although he knew that Transcendent forces were fading, but to this extent, was still beyond imagination.
’Not exactly, maybe it’s just Monnac’s sect that is weak...’
’Besides, even those sects without mysterious powers can deceive followers to ruin their families, even go to death... now there’s a slight Transcendent power... even a glimpse in a dream proves many things, it’s natural for followers to be more frenzied, forming small groups is understandable.’
Fang Xing calculated quickly, continued interrogating: "So... you approached ?"
"Yes, an Offering can only allow one wanderer to pass through the Gate of Indeterminacy, to beco a true ’Transcendent’! This is the experience of our ’chanical Ring’."
Monnac seed to speak with so yearning.
"chanical Ring, so you have a true ’Transcendent’ among you! Following the ’chanical Path’... aside from the chanical Path, are there other mysterious paths?"
Fang Xing’s understanding was strong.
"Correct, the true master of Transcendent power is our leader—’Silver Ring’..." Monnac sighed: "As for other paths besides the chanical Path, I don’t know much, only know there’s ’Blood’, ’Stone’... Blood Path specializes in the way of flesh, and Stone Path in transformation, with many legends of the ’Philosopher Stone’ turning stones into gold..."
"Good, you’re cooperative."
Fang Xing still pointed the gun at Monnac.
Undeniably, the revolver was handy, at least very intimidating.
Though his fists are stronger than cannon fire, Monnac didn’t know that.
Holding up fists wouldn’t intimidate as much as pressing a gun barrel against the opponent’s forehead, this way he cooperated more?
"I admit... I had so malicious thoughts initially, but I’ve repented, I truly value your talent, want to absorb you into my organization... we can explore mysteries together, pursue Transcendency, forge the most Perfect chanics..."
Monnac spoke sincerely.
Fang Xing remained silent for a while, then spoke: "That book ’chanical Beauty’, are there similar Transcendent classics?"
Clearly, he didn’t intend to join, but he was still eager for mystery! Eager for Transcendence!
"Of course, I have another book, a truly advanced study. It’s in my study." Monnac nodded repeatedly.
"Take !"
Fang Xing spoke, following Monnac to his study, watching Monnac naturally walk to his desk.
"I set up a small chanism here to deal with possible searches."
Monnac explained while twisting the ink bottle on the desk.
After a few rhythmic turns, a hidden compartnt suddenly opened on the adjacent wall.
In the compartnt, there was only a black notebook and a golden pen seemingly for notes.
"This is the text I copied from the leader—’chanics of Strange Machines’..."
Monnac introduced while picking up the black notebook and golden pen.
He handed the black notebook to Fang Xing, casually fiddling with the golden pen, pressing the cap.
Bang!
Suddnely!
A flash of fire.
What seed to be an ordinary golden pen turned out to be a sophisticated chanical creation, a disguised firearm!
Though it only held a single bullet, in critical monts, it was enough to reverse the situation!
A sinister smile appeared on Monnac’s face.
Transcendents on the chanical Path excel at crafting various precise devices, this ’firearm pen’ was even a special reward from the leader for a ritorious deed.
This ti, it proved highly effective.
But his smile soon froze, as the expected outco, Fang Xing getting shot in the head by the firearm pen, didn’t happen. Not even a step back.
Fang Xing’s forehead skin turned dark blue, his fingers clawing at his forehead, extracting a flattened brass bullet: "Oh? A gun disguised as a pen? Quite creative..."
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