Zhang Chen's Thoughts

Zhang Chen slowly closed the booklet. Just as he was about to organize the detailed information on the ten people in his mind, his exceptionally sharp sense of vigilance was triggered by something unusual in the surroundings. He vaguely sensed that there was something strange about this rental district.

"Brother Zhang Chen!"

Chong Ying pushed open the door with an anxious expression.

"Wait for my signal. Tomie didn't go, did she?" Zhang Chen had roughly guessed who was behind this scheme.

"No, I told Sister Tomie to stay... Huh?!" When Chong Ying turned around, Tomie had already vanished.

"That Tomie... Come on, follow me."

Just as Zhang Chen grabbed Chong Ying's arm and prepared to use spatial movement by following Tomie's aura—

"Space lock!" When Zhang Chen tried to open a spatial passage, the passage before him did not budge.

In an instant, the rental house where Zhang Chen stood, along with every building, facility, and living person within the nearby two streets, was engulfed by temperatures approaching ten thousand degrees. Within a single second, everything evaporated into gas and disappeared.

Beneath the ruins, a disc-shaped thermal nuclear device had just stopped spinning.

In the air, the outside of a dense spherical cocoon was still scorched black. Once the high heat faded, cracks spread from its center and the cocoon split apart. Zhang Chen swiftly descended from the air and crushed the miniature thermal nuclear device on the ground with one hand.

"Does that bastard really think I wouldn't dare kill him?"

Far outside the Imperial Capital City, in the region bordering Hebei.

Hu Bin and the girlfriend who had gone shopping with him last time were on the middle floor of an abandoned factory building. They had already witnessed the scene of thermal evaporation through the window, while