Chapter 449: Entanglement
Chapter 449: Entanglement
Chen Chuan turned around, and inside the office, there was suddenly one more person, seemingly emerging from the shadows. He stood there silently, not particularly tall, wearing a military overcoat with a silver-white scabbard at his waist, a long rectangular face, slightly tanned skin, and unruly thick hair. His eyes had a hint of ferocity.
Judging from his appearance, he matched the profile photo from the base's records—none other than Fei Tong, the commander of Fortress Two-Eight-Five.
Fei Tong looked at him and said, "I knew from the start that all of this was your doing, Fei Commander. It's not some anomaly."
Fei Tong narrowed his eyes at him, "Oh? How did you figure it out?"
"Yesterday, when I went to the office, I found this torn piece of paper." Chen Chuan took out the reassembled paper and showed it to him.
"This was torn from your personal diary. Look at the chaotic lines and characters. You seem to have wanted us to think you went insane."
Fei Tong took a glance, "How is my imitation? Not convincing enough?"
"It's not that it's not convincing, but it's just that. Your lines tried to portray 'madness,' but they lacked the genuine intensity of madness. Your biggest flaw, Fei Commander, is that you wrote so much but didn't tear the paper even a little. It's hard to believe you truly went mad."
Chen Chuan continued, "And then you tore it up and threw it in the trash can, which had nothing else but this. This clearly meant for someone to see it. Such an action is too logical, and the traces of intention are too obvious."
Fei Tong fell silent for a moment before saying, "Do you accuse me based solely on this?"
"Solely on this, it's indeed hard to be certain. But at least it lets me know someone is deliberately trying to divert attention. If it were an anomaly, with the completeness of the defensive measures here, without an insider, it's impossible for it to get in."
"You're the owner of the diary and also the one capable of doing this. I don't doubt whom you suspect."
A cold smile appeared on Fei Tong's face. He said, "So, you don't have any solid evidence, just your own hunch?"
Chen Chuan earnestly replied, "Not exactly. I knew it was you, Fei Commander, yesterday."
Fei Tong's expression changed, "Yesterday?"
"Yes, yesterday."
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Fei Commander, you probably haven't specifically trained in field techniques, right? Last night, when you were standing outside the hall, I felt your field.
That's a field only a Tier Three Combatant would possess. Combined with the previous evidence, it's enough to prove it's you.
By the way, when I came in earlier, you followed me in stealthily, but your field was too obvious. It's almost like you were announcing your presence. It's hard not to notice."
Fei Tong laughed, "This fully proves that without understanding some techniques and knowledge, even disguises can't be properly executed."
Fei Tong's expression turned gloomy. "I don't like what you're saying. I dislike it very much."
A strong killing intent emanated from his body, but Chen Chuan remained unmoved, continuing, "When I directed my suspicions at you yesterday, I kept thinking, why would you do this?
Just from the incidents at the rest stop, I guessed that your minds had activated. That's why you did those things. If a Tier Three Combatant at the base had an issue, they would have the ability to do this.
But I think..."
He raised his gaze and slowly said, "You didn't suddenly encounter a problem. It's not a passive situation but a premeditated act."
Fei Tong coldly smiled, "Is this your deduction too?"
"Yes."
Chen Chuan was frank, "The field I felt yesterday was icy cold, but something was hidden within. It's similar to what I once encountered with the Iron Demon. I think this isn't a coincidence but a similar situation.
I happened to hear that this is an activation technique of the Ancient Imperial House, and currently, this technique is granted to those bestowed titles by the Ancient Imperial House.
He looked at Fei Tong, "It seems you've received benefits from the Ancient Imperial House and are preparing to serve them."
Fei Tong stared at him intently.
Chen Chuan continued, "I thought about it. Although there's a time gap between the events here and the Iron Demon incident, I checked, and if their plan doesn't go smoothly and both escape routes are blocked, they can still go through some remote areas, pass through here, and circle back. That's also a possibility.
Although there would still be losses, it's much better than other routes. From this perspective, you're likely their prearranged backup plan, or perhaps you're the insider.
But after the Iron Demon was dealt with, their original plan couldn't be completed, and you might have already gone all-in here with no way back, leading to the subsequent incidents.
What I don't understand is, since you've done all this, why are you still here and not leaving?
I guess the Iron Demon might have been your recommender. Now that the Iron Demon is dead, you're afraid the Ancient Imperial House will make things difficult for you, so you created all these incidents afterward. You want to bring back more spoils of war to give them an explanation. Am I right?"
Feitong's expression grew increasingly somber.
Chen Chuan observed his demeanor, nodding, "It seems I guessed right about this matter, or at least partially."
Feitong took a deep breath, reaching for the hilt of his short sword at his waist. His gaze filled with murderous intent. "Not bad. After doing this, where else can I go but there? But I didn't expect it to be you."
"I heard you beheaded the Iron Demon. I believe they'd love your head, and they might even grant me a genuine noble title directly."
Chen Chuan said, "Your Excellency seems quite confident."
Feitong hummed, drawing his short sword from his waist with a clank. This weapon was perfect for use in this not-so-spacious area. Simultaneously, tentacles emerged from his exposed neck, rapidly coiling outward, resembling the Iron Demon's previous state.
"Activation grants me formidable power, making me understand many things. My spirit and flesh are once again elevated. Now, I'm at least twice as strong as before."
He grinned menacingly at Chen Chuan, "And you think I appeared just because of your words? I've been watching. You sent your two team members away, and they won't be back soon. And you didn't bring a sword. How could you possibly be my match?"
Chen Chuan's tranquil gaze fixed on him. They were initially at a distance, but the next moment, he suddenly appeared before Feitong, delivering a punch to the latter's abdomen.
Feitong sensed something amiss and tried to retreat, intending to dissipate the force with his altered body tissues. However, the force was too powerful, rampaging through his body, and he couldn't completely nullify it. After backing away several meters, he suddenly knelt on the ground, retching.
"You think I didn't bring a sword for no reason?"
A calm voice suddenly sounded beside his ear, startling him. Chen Chuan appeared before him again, looking down from above.
"That's because I don't need them to deal with you."
As he spoke, he kicked from below, aiming at Feitong. This time, Feitong reacted, twisting his waist to pass the short sword.
But before the sword reached its target, the powerful force wrapped around the kicking foot sent it back, causing the sword and his arm to rebound onto his own body. The entire person was kicked into the wall behind, creating a massive hole, and bricks clattered to the ground.
Chen Chuan walked forward calmly. Indeed, he hadn't brought any weapons because he had already understood this person's strengths and weaknesses through aura perception, and he could subdue them even without weapons.
Moreover, if he hadn't done this, how could the opponent have popped out so easily?
Feitong coughed a few times amid the pile of broken bricks. If it had been the previous him, these two blows would have broken his bones and rendered him combat-ineffective. But now, he could still struggle to his feet from the ground.
Before he could straighten up, another punch smashed towards him. He hurriedly raised his hand to block, but the punch pushed his hand onto his face, and he staggered backward with a loud bang.
This force not only numbed and swollen his arm but also penetrated his skull with a powerful force, repeatedly impacting it, making his vision go dark momentarily.
Fortunately, he was no longer a normal person. His brain tissue was firmly attached to the skull, preventing severe concussion, allowing him to maintain consciousness.
At this moment, he was both surprised and furious, realizing he had underestimated his opponent. He roared, his breath surging, and the numerous tentacles on his body turned crimson, while his skin gradually paled, as if saturated with fresh blood.
Chen Chuan could sense that as the tentacles grew, the aura representing the body rapidly intensified, while the aura representing the physical body weakened.
This was an extreme overdraft of his life potential to enhance the strength of his altered tissues. Perhaps his essence and blood were entirely invested, and this method could indeed temporarily boost combat power.
However, it was only for a short period. If he sustained it for a little longer, even without actively attacking, he would exhaust himself to death.
So, if he had no concerns, he could maintain his distance at this moment, wait for the opponent to defeat himself, and that would be it.
But he still had other team members outside, so he couldn't do that. He could only exert himself a little more.
Taking advantage of Feitong's bodily changes, Chen Chuan stepped forward, pushing him away. Feitong tried to block, but he felt an unmatched force rushing towards him, lifting him off the ground and sending him flying out through the office's hole.
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(End of Chapter)
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