F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 241 Reunion!

Chen Yifan casually wiped the dagger on his trouser leg.

The movements were casual, as if he were just wiping away some insignificant dust.

But Zhao Hu's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He stared intently at the still-warm corpses on the ground, his mind blank.

It's not because it's cruel.

It's because it's efficient.

Extremely fast harvesting speed, rock-solid execution.

This man kills without even blinking.

"Brother Zhao?"

A hand gently patted his shoulder.

Zhao Hu felt as if he had been stung by a scorpion; he shuddered violently and turned around in terror.

What came into view was Chen Yifan's somewhat lazy smiling face.

This face eerily overlapped with the silhouette of that efficient life harvester in his memory.

A chill instantly shot from the tailbone to the top of the head.

"Okay... okay, Brother Fan, I'll take care of it right away."

Zhao Hu forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and without waiting for Chen Yifan's instructions, he bent down and began to fawn over the corpse, looting the chips.

As he explored, he etched a bloody lesson into his mind.

Never, ever treat this man as an F-class thief.

Do you need to think before crushing an ant?

No need.

That's the feeling Chen Yifan had when he looked at them.

Wang Fugui leaned closer to Chen Yifan, lowered his voice, and his face was filled with lingering fear.

"Fanzi, you were in a close call just now. If that scarred man had a trump card to save his life, we would be finished."

Chen Yifan pursed his lips.

Since he has chosen to take action, he has a thousand ways to ensure that the other party doesn't even have a chance to lift a finger.

But he knew the fat man cared about him.

"Don't worry, with you as my strongest shield and Xiaoyu watching over me, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Xiaoyu stood quietly to the side without saying a word.

She could clearly "see" the cold killing intent emanating from Chen Yifan receding like the tide.

He reverted to being that lazy, uninterested boy again.

But she didn't feel afraid.

On the contrary, it gave me an unprecedented sense of security.

In this world where human life is worth less than grass, kindness is the most deadly poison.

"Alright, stop dawdling."

Seeing that Zhao Hu had already pocketed all the spoils, Chen Yifan waved his hand.

"Let's go see our young lady."

Throughout the journey, Zhao Hu was as docile as a tamed hunting dog.

He even had a ridiculous thought: when he met Mu Wanqing, should he expose everything Chen Yifan had done?

This thought only existed for a fraction of a second before he extinguished it himself.

He was afraid.

I'm utterly terrified.

What good would it do to tell anyone?

Given Chen Yifan's strength—enough to kill Thor—crushing himself would be easier than crushing an insect.

Moreover, Mu Wanqing is now clearly favoring Chen Yifan, and if he goes to complain, he'll probably be the first one to disappear without a trace.

As Chen Yifan walked, he observed his surroundings.

He could sense that the closer he got to Mu Wanqing's stronghold, the denser the aura of the professionals around him became.

It seems everyone knows the shrinking zone is about to begin, and they're all rushing towards this core area.

Moreover, this Mu Wanqing!

She's really a cunning little devil.

I learned this from Fatty and Xiaoyu.

After the three of them were teleported in, the two never saw Mu Wanqing again.

Moreover, the location can be determined by the transmission location.

Although the teleportation is random, the area is fixed.

And the location isn't very far.

Furthermore, when he teleported over, he shoved the projectile directly into Zhao Hu's face.

What does this tell us?

This shows that Mu Wanqing had planned this all along.

Let them make the sharpest knives to cut the hardest bones.

It's even possible that Mu Wanqing hid as soon as she was teleported in.

It's possible that besides them, there are other teams and her people here.

"Fanzi, look over there."

At this moment, Wang Fugui pointed to an office building in the distance and said:

"There seems to be a sniper up there."

"Fanzi, look over there."

Wang Fugui suddenly pointed to the rooftop of an office building in the distance.

Wang Fugui suddenly pointed to the rooftop of an office building in the distance.

"It's reflective; it's a sniper scope."

Chen Yifan's gaze swept casually across the room, a cold smile playing on his lips.

That sniper's position was indeed tricky.

But in his perception, the other party was like a light bulb in the dark, so bright it was almost blinding.

"Ignore him."

Chen Yifan spoke in a flat tone.

"If the gun isn't pointed at us, just pretend he doesn't exist."

He couldn't be bothered to waste his energy on these minor roles and paltry sums.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at a shop that had been renovated into a small fortress.

Four fully armed bodyguards stood at the entrance, their auras heavy, and all of them were level 50 or higher.

There was more than one team at the outpost.

This woman's shrewdness and cunning are beyond imagination.

"Halt! Password!"

The bodyguard's psionic gun was pointed sideways.

Zhao Hu strode forward and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Password my foot! It's me, Zhao Hu! Where's Miss?!"

He was now taking advantage of the situation, venting all the frustration he had been holding in all the way on his bodyguards.

The bodyguard shrank back after being scolded and quickly reported it over the walkie-talkie.

Soon, a hoarse male voice came: "Let them in."

It's Old K.

Stepping into the hall, one is greeted by a stark contrast to the bloody chaos outside.

The lighting was dim, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of a blend of fine perfume and red wine.

In the center of the hall, Mu Wanqing leaned back on a huge leather sofa, lazily swirling the wine in her goblet, the crimson liquid drawing graceful arcs on the glass.

She changed into a tight-fitting black combat suit, which perfectly accentuated her breathtaking curves.

Upon seeing Chen Yifan, she put down her wine glass and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Chen Yifan, you're back later than I expected."

Chen Yifan chuckled, unceremoniously found a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.

"There was nothing I could do; there were always a few flies buzzing around on the road, so I just picked them up as I went."

His eyes swept mockingly over Mu Wanqing and the bodyguards standing behind her.

"We're fighting tooth and nail out there, and you're enjoying yourself here."

Mu Wanqing ignored the sarcasm in his words and focused her gaze on the disheveled Zhao Hu behind him.

"Zhao Hu, you've worked hard."

She said it casually.

Zhao Hu's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stole a glance at Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan was looking down at the dirt under his fingernails, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Hu quickly bowed: "Serving the young lady is my duty."

Since the death of his former master, Wei Ze.

After the battle in the instance, Mu Wanqing proposed to recruit him.

The salary and position remain unchanged.

However, later on, as his contact with Mu Wanqing deepened.

A shocking discovery!

This woman is incredibly capable.

In just three days, he completely confirmed his status as the sole heir of the Jiangcheng Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.

Even Wei Ze's father didn't say much.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but sigh, perhaps even if Wei Ze were alive, he wouldn't necessarily be a match for this woman.

Mu Wanqing nodded without saying anything more.

At this moment, Chen Yifan looked up and took out a bulging burlap sack from his beginner backpack.

"Is this the bargaining chip you brought back?"

Mu Wanqing pointed to the sack and asked.

Chen Yifan pushed his pocket forward and said casually:

"It's all here, just take a look."

Mu Wanqing gestured for Old K to step forward and open the sack.

With just one glance, even she, who was used to seeing big scenes, felt her breath catch for a moment.

Inside the sack, countless empty chips shimmered with an eerie light, piled up like a mountain.

The quantity is at least eight hundred!

This number has far exceeded her expectations.

With these chips, her ranking in this "game" is enough to secure her a place in the top three, or even... to compete for that one and only crown.

"You did a great job."

Mu Wanqing picked up her wine glass again, took a small sip, and used this action to conceal the turmoil in her heart.

She looked at Chen Yifan, her voice now carrying a hint of seriousness.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"In addition to everything you've promised before, you are now eligible to make one more request."

This is exactly what Chen Yifan was waiting for.

He sat up straight, and the nonchalant expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a profoundness that seemed completely out of place for his age.

His gaze was like a knife, piercing Mu Wanqing's eyes.

"I need all the information about the 'Outer Gods'."

"Not those unfounded rumors, what I want is the real inside information that only big shots like you can access."

Mu Wanqing's hand holding the wine glass trembled almost imperceptibly.

The air in the hall suddenly cooled down.

She stared at Chen Yifan, her voice lowering: "There are some secrets that knowing won't do you any good."

Chen Yifan smiled.

It was a cold, mocking laugh.

"Whether it's beneficial or not, I'll judge for myself."

"I'm caught in this vortex now, and I don't even know what my opponent looks like. I really don't like this feeling."

Mu Wanqing fell into a long silence.

The hall was deathly silent; Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu even held their breath.

Zhao Hu wished he could shrink into a corner and become completely invisible.

at last.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Mu Wanqing put down her wine glass, her gaze becoming more serious than ever before.

"But you must promise that every word you hear today will be completely buried inside you once you walk out this door."

Chen Yifan nodded: "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

Mu Wanqing seemed to be organizing her thoughts, and after a moment, she slowly began to speak.

"The so-called 'outer gods' are not gods."

"They are life forms from a higher dimension; you can think of them as... predators."

"They coveted our world, so they forcibly started an era of universal job change through the 'World Engine'."

She stopped and looked at Chen Yifan.

"World Engine, do you know it?"

"Know."

Chen Yifan frowned.

He paused for a moment, then posed his question.

"But I don't understand, if they are predators, why would they support someone like Liu Cang as an agent?"

Mu Wanqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

She ignored Chen Yifan's question and was instead surprised that he knew about the World Engine.

"You... even know this?"

The truth about the world's engine is no secret at the national and top power levels.

But who is Chen Yifan?

An ordinary student!

Where did he get this top-secret information?

What is the World Engine?

Wang Fugui couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, but what he was even more curious about was why Fanzi knew all this.

Lin Xiaoyu and Zhao Hu also cast inquiring glances.

Mu Wanqing's gaze swept across the three of them, finally settling on Chen Yifan as if trying to see right through him.

"The World Engine is the source of power for all of us professionals."

She didn't explain further, but instead stared intently at Chen Yifan and answered his question.

"Because the cost of their actual descent is enormous, and they will be suppressed by the world."

"Therefore, they need proxies. Support ambitious madmen, empower them, and let them gather something for themselves."

"What is it?" Chen Yifan pressed.

"A container capable of holding the 'origin of civilization'." Mu Wanqing said, emphasizing each word.

"The origin of civilization...you mean, 'heretical things'?"

"you--!"

Mu Wanqing could no longer remain calm; she even leaned forward slightly from the sofa.

What else does this man know?!

She took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and nodded, her voice somewhat hoarse.

"That's right."

"Things from other paths are not ordinary things; they are the crystallization of the legacy of the previous, or even the previous civilization era."

"It is a weapon forged by our ancestors using the essence of their entire civilization to fight against the erosion of the World Engine."

"so……"

Mu Wanqing stopped. She wanted to see what else this enigmatic man could say.

Chen Yifan's heart sank.

no the same……

What she said seemed to differ from what Luo Tian said.

but……

From what Mu Wanqing just said.

It's not hard to tell.

The truth is not unknown to anyone, but it is firmly locked at the top of the pyramid.

Ordinary people like him are simply living in a false sense of peace built on lies.

"What about Liu Cang? What is he doing now?"

"He is performing a ceremony."

Mu Wanqing turned her gaze to the window, where the sky was an ominous dark red.

There was a hint of fear in her voice that she herself was unaware of.

"A ritual that uses the deaths and despair of countless professionals as sacrifices to forcibly tear open the dimensional barrier and welcome his 'god' to descend into the world."

Chen Yifan suddenly stood up from his chair.

Oh shit!

That old madman!

"So, the anomalies in the mine, everyone who entered the instance... were all sacrifices?"

"You could say that."

Mu Wanqing nodded.

"They—oh… no, it was you who stood on the altar from the moment you decided to enter the chaos. The only way to survive was to disrupt the ritual."

Chen Yifan sat down again, his brain racing.

Savior?

He wasn't interested.

He just wanted to protect his family.

But if the whole world becomes the dinner plate of the Outer Gods, where can he take his family and escape to?

"Methods to disrupt the ritual."

Chen Yifan stared at her, his voice cold.

Mu Wanqing shook her head:

"I don't know the specific method. The clue might be in the core area of ​​that mutated instance. But... you don't need to worry about it."

She added, "The authorities have already intervened; they dispatched elite troops long ago."

"Has the authorities taken action?"

Chen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief; this was indeed good news.

It's always better to have the country taking the lead than to risk your life on your own.

But then a new question immediately arose in his mind.

How did the authorities find out?

Could it be that besides these few, there were other survivors who escaped and successfully contacted the authorities?

Before he could figure it out...

"Bang!"

The lobby door was suddenly kicked open.

Someone rushed in.

"Young Miss, something terrible has happened!"

"The enemy has surrounded this place!"

"They said..."

"Thor's death must be thoroughly investigated; no one involved should escape justice!"