Chapter 35 – The News

Volume 3

Wen Yu and Xiao Xue hurried back to Central City one after the other at top speed.

By the time they reached the gates of Central City, Wang Zhigang, who had already received the news, was waiting there for their return.

He first looked at Wen Yu, whose face was filled with contemplation, then at Xiao Xue, who still had faint tear tracks on her cheeks. Wang Zhigang hesitated for a long moment before finally asking, "Everything all right?"

The battle on East Mountain had been visible to all of Mudanjiang City, especially One-Eye's soaring leap into the sky!

Although Star had flown even higher, Wang Zhigang did not know Star. Instead, One-Eye, whom Wen Yu had been riding at the time, had left a much deeper impression on him.

Wen Yu shook his head, indicating that there was no real problem, then said, "I need you to do something for me."

Seeing the confusion in Wang Zhigang's eyes, Wen Yu thought briefly before continuing, "Help me find someone. His name is Guan Tao. He's at Mid-Level 3."

Wen Yu gave a simple description of Guan Tao's appearance, but unfortunately, that was all the information he knew.

"Mm. That's easy."

As the big shot in charge of Central City in Mudanjiang City, if Wang Zhigang could not even handle something this minor, then he really would have been wasting his time!

"Just let me know when you find him."

Wen Yu naturally understood the principle of cutting weeds by the roots. Letting the Black-Robed Man escape had been unavoidable. After all, the Black-Robed Man possessed Teleportation, and catching him was far too difficult.

But Guan Tao was different.

After giving those instructions, Wen Yu glanced twice at Xiao Xue beside him. Without saying anything else, he turned to head home.

"Wait, Wen Yu."

Seeing Wen Yu about to leave, Wang Zhigang immediately grabbed him.

"This morning, news came from Yanjing. They say there's already information about the matter they promised you. Do you want to…"

"Tsk, tsk."

Wen Yu sighed inwardly.

The so-called matter they had promised him was, of course, news about Sun Xuewei.

Facts had proven that looking for Sun Xuewei this way was truly simple and convenient. At the very least, it was countless times faster than charging blindly into Yanjing and running around at random by himself!

"All right. Let's hear what Yanjing has to say first."

Wen Yu nodded to Wang Zhigang and walked straight into Central City.

Xiao Xue followed close behind him. Clearly, she also needed to use Central City's internal communication equipment to report certain matters to the military.

…

At another path leading off East Mountain, Wan Ping, dressed in a tracksuit, slowly walked out.

The tracksuit had been taken from Guan Tao's Spatial Ring. Among the four of them, there had only been this one Spatial Ring to begin with. Since Wan Ping's mental state was poor, it had naturally been given to Guan Tao.

Besides…

Wan Ping briefly scanned the items inside the Spatial Ring.

There were still quite a few defensive items left. Most of these things had been given to Wan Ping and Guan Tao by the Black-Robed Man. They could be considered one method of winning people over.

After all, in the Apocalypse, the so-called doctrines and faith of the Demon Worship Cult were no match for naked self-interest.

Wan Ping looked back at the devastated East Mountain, tightened the ill-fitting tracksuit around himself with force, and walked toward the city.

…

Wan Ping's speed was naturally not slow. Moving at an extremely fast pace not only ensured that he could return as quickly as possible to his own territory-or more precisely, to the territory ruled by Guan Tao-but also served to intimidate any fools who did not know better.

In less than twenty minutes, Wan Ping had returned to the base of the gang Guan Tao had originally established in the Old City District.

Outside the main gate, the two Class Holders standing guard saw Wan Ping return and immediately pulled the gate open.

"Ping-Ge, you're back. We haven't seen you in ages."

Back when Guan Tao was building up his faction, Wan Ping had naturally contributed a great deal. Therefore, the old hands who followed Guan Tao all knew this somewhat taciturn man.

However, after Wan Ping devoured Lin Li, his temperament changed drastically. He would also go berserk for no apparent reason from time to time. Combined with his terrifying strength, that was what led Guan Tao to lock Wan Ping in the basement.

Hearing the gatekeeper's words, Wan Ping nodded, then immediately spoke.

"Something's come up. Notify the leadership of our team that there's a meeting."

After Wan Ping finished speaking, he headed first toward the tallest building in the base.

"Oh, and make it quick!"

The gatekeeper was a little confused by Wan Ping's order, but remembering this man's relationship with his own Boss, he still hurried out of the base.

…

In less than an hour, the meeting room inside the building was already packed with people.

Just from the number of people present and their identities, it was easy to tell how much importance Guan Tao attached to this force.

The gang that had once been the largest in the Old City District was only one of the forces under Guan Tao.

Among the gangs of every size scattered outside Central City, at least seventy percent secretly obeyed Guan Tao's orders.

It would not have been an exaggeration to call Guan Tao the King of Mudanjiang City's underworld.

Unfortunately, when a man died, everything died with him.

Looking at the dense crowd before him, Wan Ping frowned. On top of that, strange voices whose meaning he couldn't understand kept exploding in his mind, leaving him unbearably irritated.

"Quiet! Qui-et!"

Wan Ping shouted twice. The first was just an ordinary yell and had little effect, but with the second, Wan Ping drew on the strength of his Level 4 Class Holder power.

A tremendous wave of sound swept through the entire meeting room, and the chaotic clamor instantly fell silent.

Seeing these so-called "Bosses" staring at him with grave, wary, or terrified expressions, Wan Ping sighed inwardly.

"What use are they? What use is this garbage?"

Wan Ping asked himself that question several times in his heart. His brain, already ravaged into a sorry state by the Trinity Soul Demon Class, slowly came up with an idea.

"Most of you probably know me, so I won't bother introducing myself."

"Tao-Ge and I went out just now to handle some business, but something unexpected happened. Tao-Ge is dead!"

The moment Wan Ping said the words "Tao-Ge is dead," the entire room erupted into uproar.

"What? Tao-Ge is dead?"

"Who did it? In this city, who still dares to touch Tao-Ge?"

"Fuck, let's go back and gather our people! We'll avenge Tao-Ge!"

Listening to these people in front of him yelling nonstop, Wan Ping's irritation grew even worse. A surge of fury rushed up from his chest, directly igniting what remained of his reason.

"Shut the fuck up! Shut up!"

A beastlike roar burst from Wan Ping's mouth. Then a crimson light flashed from his chest.

Six streaks of red light shot out almost simultaneously, instantly killing several shouting Class Holders in front of him.

At the sight, the many "Bosses" who had just been yelling fell silent at once.

It was obvious that the man currently sitting in the main seat possessed terrifying strength.

And…

Some people quietly raised their heads and looked at the two faces now exposed on Wan Ping's chest.

One of them was Guan Tao's. Though his expression was a little horrific, those who had followed Guan Tao could still tell. That was Guan Tao!

The meeting room sank into silence. Along with it came a faint smell of urine.

Someone had been scared into wetting themselves by Wan Ping.

Perhaps they feared Wan Ping's unpredictable temper, or perhaps they feared Wan Ping's bizarre and horrifying body…

Wan Ping remained silent for a long while. Only after the pain in his mind gradually receded did he finally lift his head.

"Tao-Ge is dead… That's where I was, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Wan Ping nodded.

"Right. Tao-Ge is dead. From now on, you're all under my command. Anyone have a problem with that?"

A long time passed, and not a single sound came from the meeting room.

"Silence means no objections. Meeting adjourned."

The moment they heard the meeting was over, the room seemed to come alive again. The big shots scrambled over one another, desperate to squeeze out of the room.

But before they could leave, Wan Ping's voice rang out once more.

"From now on, the Magic Crystal turned over to me will be tripled!!!"