Chapter 53: A Dream
Chapter 53: A Dream
"Hmm? Jing Xia? Is that her?"
Fang Xing's eyes widened as he saw Jing Xia appear out of thin air, her hand casually resting on Gu Yun's shoulder. It gave him quite a start.
But deep down, he felt a weight lift from his heart.
'So this woman really is from the Prevention Bureau, and she never forgets to bring her pet dog wherever she goes...'
Fang Xing couldn't help but inwardly mock her as he glanced at the intimidating Houndoom sitting beside Jing Xia.
"Gu Yun is an intern with our Doctrine Theory Department, and has nothing to do with your Action Department..." White Ziling's face was cold, as if she had a grudge against this Jing Xia. "Besides, she's a specially appointed intern by the school, so there's no way she can join your department."
"I was just asking... After all, I saw flames in her eyes, and such talent would be perfect for our Action Department, a great replacement for some of our deadweights!" Jing Xia admitted nonchalantly, holding a drink in her hand. "And you there, Fang, are you interested in interning with us?"
Though she had a mature aura about her, her smile was more like that of a cunning fox.
"Sorry, but this is a directed internship program from the school!" Fang Xing quickly shook his head. He'd have to be crazy to join the Action Department.
"What a shame." Jing Xia waved her hand dismissively. "If you change your mind, feel free to look for me anytime."
"Let's go." White Ziling didn't say more, leading Fang Xing and Gu Yun into the elevator.
As the silvery liquid metal completely enclosed them, Fang Xing couldn't even tell if they were ascending or descending.
"You know that woman too?" White Ziling suddenly turned to face Fang Xing.
"I often see her during morning exercises. I think she lives around here," Fang Xing replied honestly.
"Mhm, stay away from that woman. She loves to cruelly exploit her subordinates and verbally abuse them..." White Ziling gave a cold laugh. "The number of her team members who have been transferred to Logistics or end up in treatment at the Recreation Center is the highest. You understand what that means."
"Of course!" Fang Xing nodded vigorously.
At some point, the metal wall in front of them opened up to reveal a large flat floor.
Numerous members of the Doctrine Theory Department, each wearing an ID badge, bustled about inside.
"I'll send you a map first. Your accessible area is only the Green Zone... The Library, Storage Room, and Observation Room are Red Zones, all off-limits." White Ziling sent a map with a serious expression. "Today, your task is to clean the Green Zone and manage the water dispensers..."
'Does this even need cleaning?'
Fang Xing looked at the spotless floor, strongly suspecting that this silvery metal had a 'self-cleaning' function.
In fact, this entire building might be a metal life-form!
'So, we're basically here to blatantly slack off?'
"Any more questions?" White Ziling adjusted her glasses, seemingly noticing Fang Xing's gaze.
"How much do we get paid daily?" Fang Xing asked.
"Two thousand an hour, and welfare bonuses are calculated separately..." White Ziling replied.
"Then I have no more questions."
Fang Xing nodded and sat down by the water dispenser.
"Good." A slight smile appeared on White Ziling's face. "Little Yun, you can stay here. Come find me if there's anything..."
After White Ziling left, Gu Yun's expression turned gloomy as she watched her retreating back.
"I thought that no matter how they arranged things, they would at least let me get in touch with something..."
Gu Yun sat next to Fang Xing, her eyes losing focus.
Fang Xing understood that one of the main reasons she had agreed to this internship was to get closer to her father's work, learn more, and then... seek revenge!
If she could have her way, she would have joined Jing Xia's Action Department without a second thought.
But that was an impossibility.
"Here, have some water."
Fang Xing had no intention of consoling her, so he poured a cup of water for Gu Yun and another for himself.
But after taking a sip, he felt something was amiss. "There seems to be some kind of psychoactive drug in this water... No, it's a different kind of influence, something that calms the mind..."
"For members of the Doctrine Theory Department, mental stability is of utmost importance, so we're tested daily..."
However, Gu Yun seemed to know more. She drained her cup. "For us, who are cultivating A-rank martial arts, this purified water also has a certain effect. Consider it a work perk, I guess..."
'Hmm, but it's nowhere near as good as the Calm Spirit Pills...'
Fang Xing silently compared them in his mind, coming to a conclusion.
...
As the sun set, Fang Xing bid farewell to Gu Yun as he left the Prevention Bureau, planning to walk home and get some exercise along the way.
'The internal security of the Prevention Bureau is definitely tight. Trying to sneak around would be a fool's errand, only serving to expose myself...'
As for getting some benefits from the Doctrine Theory Department? After observing the whole day, Fang Xing scoffed at the idea.
The information he wanted—about evil gods, and even suspected evil god scriptures—were all stored in specialized rooms, awaiting inspection and review by the Doctrine Theory Department members.
And for those particularly guarded evil scriptures, multiple researchers had to apply, and only with the authorization of the department head and vice-head could they be studied. All research had to be conducted in a specialized protective room, and not a single piece of paper could be taken out.
'The Doctrine Theory Department has been operating for so many years, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere. Even when our own people go out, we have to undergo mental state and contamination checks... How could there possibly be any loopholes for me to exploit?
"If there is... then it's definitely baiting!"
'At least I've seen enough to know about Xia's identity, and the pay is pretty good... Hmm?'
Fang Xing suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the orange-red sky, "Why do I suddenly feel like I'm being watched?"
With that thought, he quickened his pace and disappeared at the end of the street.
...
Minutes later, a figure emerged from the shadows, his voice hoarse, "As expected of the little genius who has entered the A-rank martial arts, his spiritual power has begun to undergo a qualitative change, we can't get too close to observe... This martial artist's intuition is troublesome."
This person was shrouded in a black robe, and the surrounding surveillance cameras sparked inexplicably, as if they had malfunctioned.
Following the black-robed figure were two students.
One had a physique akin to a bodybuilder and looked at Fang Xing's back with a complicated expression; it was Liu Wei.
The other was not Bai Lanyi, but Liu Wei recognized him. He was a classmate from Yucai Middle School, with a delicate appearance and the name 'Guo Pepe'.
At this moment, Guo Pepe looked at Liu Wei and said, "I heard that this person is your good friend? He's quite impressive now, not only becoming Teacher Xia Long's favorite, but also managing to infiltrate the Prevention Bureau."
"If necessary, I can take care of him," Liu Wei replied in a low voice.
"It's simple to get rid of him, but it won't benefit us... This Fang Xing is becoming more and more valuable."
The black-robed messenger let out a strange laugh, "I hope he will come to worship our lord and become our lord's power within the Prevention Bureau."
"That might be difficult..." Liu Wei frowned, knowing that normal people wouldn't want to associate with cultists.
"Messenger, please allow me to take action!"
Guo Pepe smiled and said, "The supernatural ability I obtained is the 'Dream Invasion Technique'. By corrupting him in his dreams, I can ensure that no one will ever know..."
"'Dream Invasion Technique'? That might work..."
The black-robed messenger pondered for a moment and then said, "Then it's up to you, but your ability level is not high, and you can't invade dreams from a distance... Getting close will be dangerous, so I'll send two 'Divine Generals' to protect you..."
"Thank you, Messenger!"
Guo Pepe's eyes lit up.
...
At night, all was quiet.
After practicing the Tiger Subduing Stance once again and playing a few games, Fang Xing ordered some takeout for a late-night snack.
After eating his fill, he immediately went to bed.
With his current low realm, he couldn't use meditation or stance training to replace sleep, so he still slept soundly every night.
But this night seemed a little different.
The mist was hazy.
The entire neighborhood seemed to be enveloped in a layer of thin fog.
Within the mist, there was a low buzzing sound, as if countless insects were crawling, and it also sounded like the murmuring of countless people singing in unison.
"What's going on?"
Fang Xing got up and looked out the window, suddenly freezing in place.
He saw... the entire neighborhood seemed to be shattered, with countless broken walls and ruins floating in mid-air, defying the laws of gravity.
And in the distance, there seemed to be a strange existence.
It was composed of countless orbs of light, vaguely resembling a door.
But when he looked closely, he felt that it wasn't a door, but rather a series of dimensions, each colorful sphere containing the ultimate truth of the world and the universe.
Just one glance made it hard to look away.
Fang Xing felt his head throbbing in pain, as if it was about to explode.
Some unknown knowledge and information, like red-hot iron rods, seemed to be piercing his brain...
"This is... a foreign evil god? No... Wait, if it were the real thing, I would have died already, and I wouldn't even be able to think... This is a disguise, an imitation!"
The next moment, Fang Xing's forehead veins popped out, and his expression became ghostly.
"Even if it's a ghost or a god, I'll cut it down!"
"Slaying Ghost God!"
He made a knife with his hand and slashed at the strange light door with all his might.
Ghost Slaying Knife - Slaying Ghost God!
A startling blade of light shot into the sky, slicing through the air for several miles, and actually dispersing that strange door...
The mist dispersed, and there seemed to be a faint woman's scream.
"Ah!"
In the bedroom.
Fang Xing sat up, his right hand grabbing the Ink Pattern Sword.
Outside the window, the night wind was cold, and several night cats cried out in spring, making infant-like wailing sounds. The neighborhood was quiet and peaceful, everything as usual.
"A dream?"
A hint of doubt flashed across his face, "The Gate of Nothingness? Why did I suddenly dream of such a thing? No... Wait, someone is plotting against me! It's the cultists!"
As for that foreign evil god, it was, of course, the other party's imagination, and it wasn't even a projection or aura of the true evil god.
The reason was simple: even if they were cultists, if their strength was insufficient and they saw the true face of the evil god, they would fall into complete madness or even death!
"Who did I offend?"
Fang Xing roared inwardly, feeling angry.
It was like this in the marketplace, and it was the same on Eagle Nebula!
Even though he was cautious and hadn't done anything, just wanting to bide his time and develop his powers, why did people keep plotting against him?
Then, he seemed to think of something, reached out his hand, and a talisman appeared in his palm—the 'Seeking Qi Talisman'!
"The woman in my dream has left her qi behind, and she should still be nearby..."
Fang Xing gripped the Ink Pattern Sword tightly, his expression dark...
(End of Chapter)
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