Chapter 68: Mission Time's Up! Return

Chapter 68: Mission Time's Up! Return



Zhao Zheng stared at the white maiden with a peculiar expression.

Could this woman be scared out of her wits?

Even at this moment, she's still talking?

What's the point?

Does she think she can avoid death by saying this?

"Also, the first layer of the Spirit Realm... The fact that you managed to achieve an SSS-rank task evaluation is actually thanks to you. You're the strongest among the freshmen, and you've deceived all of us!" The white maiden continued.

Song Haitang suddenly spoke up, "She's stalling for time! There are only a few minutes left before the mission ends."

Upon hearing this, the white maiden's face paled.

Zhao Zheng realized what was happening.

Once the mission ends, this foreign girl will be teleported back.

But...

She wants to stall for a few minutes in front of him?

In her dreams! Zhao Zheng fixed his gaze on the white maiden, revealing an Ancestor Laugh, and then strode towards her.

A few minutes was more than enough time for him to kill her eight hundred times over.

As Zhao Zheng approached the white maiden, less than five meters away, her eyes suddenly sharpened.

Then, her skin rapidly turned red, emitting white steam as if she had been boiled.

The next moment!

The white maiden transformed into a black shadow, like an arrow, and charged towards Zhao Zheng.

"Bang!"

A bright red fist struck Zhao Zheng on his arms.

The force of this punch seemed immense! Zhao Zheng's body was knocked back several meters, and his feet dug a furrow in the ground.

"That was a good punch!"

"I didn't expect you to have such a move?"

Zhao Zheng lowered his arms, which had blocked the blow, and looked at the white maiden with surprise.

That previous move resembled Wang Lu Fei's Steam Tier II, but it wasn't quite the same.

He smiled and said, "Very good. Since I didn't have enough fun earlier, let's play properly now!"

As his words fell, Zhao Zheng continued walking towards the white maiden.

Unexpectedly, Miss Smith, upon seeing Zhao Zheng unharmed, revealed a look of despair.

Then, she fell to her knees with a loud thud.

That previous attack had exhausted all her strength, and she was now in an extremely weak state.

Zhao Zheng could clearly see that the white steam on her body was rapidly dissipating, and the abnormal red skin was also fading.

In just a moment.

The white maiden appeared to have lost weight.

Zhao Zheng frowned.

It was obvious that she had overexerted herself, using up all her strength to deliver that powerful punch.

"So, you're a one-hit wonder? You made me wait for so long?"

He didn't waste time and prepared to send her on her way.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me... I have money, I can give you a lot of money..."

"Yes, my father is the renowned Ethan Smith! I'm his favorite daughter. If you kill me, you'll surely face his revenge..."

Bang!

Miss Smith's plea for mercy abruptly stopped.

Zhao Zheng had slapped her head, causing it to explode.

She was dead beyond a doubt.

Thus, all those who had ambushed Song Haitang and Zhao Zheng that night were eliminated.

"Haitang, are you okay?"

Zhao Zheng turned to ask.

He was increasingly satisfied with this girl.

If that previous attack by Miss Smith had been directed at Song Haitang, she might not have been able to block it.

Fortunately, this girl was cautious. Sensing something amiss, she maintained her distance from the enemy and refrained from launching reckless attacks.

What Zhao Zheng feared the most was those without strength who still wanted to forcefully help—they would only make matters worse and might even risk their own lives.

"I'm fine... what about you?" Song Haitang asked with a smile.

Zhao Zheng chuckled, "Do I look like I'm in trouble?"

In truth, among the freshmen he had just slaughtered, there were a few with peculiar abilities who had managed to hit him.

However, his formidable defense had rendered them all harmless.

One could only say that the steel body was truly powerful!

"That's good," Song Haitang said again. "We're about to leave the Spirit Realm. Do you want to find some clothes to change into? Their clothes don't belong to the Spirit Realm, so we should be able to wear them out."

The girl's inner strength was also quite remarkable. The sight of corpses scattered on the ground only caused her to slightly furrow her delicate eyebrows, unlike those timid girls who would scream at the sight of a cockroach and run away in fear.

In the 16191 book bar, there was not a single mistake!

"That makes sense!"

Zhao Zheng immediately started searching through the corpses of the freshmen.

Finally, he found a leather jacket on an intact body and put it on.

Moments later, the two of them returned to the rooftop, waiting for the task time to end.

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "Haitang, those good-for-nothings just now contributed almost a hundred points to our task progress. Now, our combined task progress should be over 1500, and we should be able to get the SSS-rank task evaluation, right?"

Song Haitang said, "I don't know what the standard for the SSS-rank task evaluation is, but with our task progress, we have a high chance of achieving it."

"Great!"

Then, Zhao Zheng suddenly said, "Haitang, why don't we try to get the SSS-rank perfect evaluation for every layer of the Spirit Realm and create a record that's unprecedented?"

Upon hearing this, Song Haitang's heart stirred.

If they could achieve the SSS-rank task evaluation for every layer of the Spirit Realm, it would undoubtedly leave the most profound mark in the history of human Supernal Beings, inspiring awe in future generations.

Of course, that wasn't the most important thing.

The most crucial aspect was that with an SSS-rank task evaluation for each layer, their rewards would be maximized, and their strength would increase rapidly!

By then, Song Haitang would have the ability to fulfill her long-cherished wish!

"Okay!"

Song Haitang readily agreed, her charming face breaking into a bright smile. "Then I'll follow you from now on."

In truth, Zhao Zheng's words had a double meaning.

And Song Haitang's response was similarly ambiguous...

Zhao Zheng turned to look at Song Haitang beside him, a smile in his eyes.

"You have my word!"

Song Haitang's pretty face showed a hint of shyness, and she nodded lightly.

Then, as if remembering something, she furrowed her eyebrows again and reminded him, "Zhao Zheng, that woman earlier mentioned that her father is Ethan Smith. You should know who he is, right?"

"His name sounds familiar..."

Zhao Zheng frowned, thinking for a moment, then realization dawned on him. "Is he the top-tier Superhuman from the Federation, Magneto?"

"Yes!" Song Haitang nodded.

Zhao Zheng understood Song Haitang's implication. "You mean, her father might seek revenge on us?"

There were only forty-odd freshmen who had come to ambush them tonight, and more than half of the freshmen hadn't shown up.

Although those freshmen hadn't arrived, they should have some idea of their planning. Once they returned and spread the word, people would guess that the forty-plus freshmen who didn't come back were likely killed by Song Haitang and Zhao Zheng.

"With the Spirit Realm Pact in place, we're in the right. He wouldn't dare to openly retaliate, unless he wants to become the enemy of all Supernal Beings."

Song Haitang said, "But we should still be prepared for him to use some underhanded tactics."

...

The village kept experiencing power outages, so they moved today. It took the whole day, and everyone was exhausted...

This is the third chapter.

(End of Chapter)

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