The Vanished Corpses

Wang Ye's eyes grew solemn.

There was no need to say anything about him—even ordinary people knew its value.

As everyone knew, the awakening systems of the two major factions, Buddha Kingdom and Dao City, differed somewhat from those of ordinary people.

Buddha Kingdom emphasized cultivating the body!

Their bodies were incredibly strong. Rather than awakening only certain parts, their entire bodies developed comprehensively.

The Buddha Clan member Wang Ye had encountered before had merely been a lowest-ranking disciple. His physical strength had not been especially apparent, which was why Wang Ye had dealt with him so easily.

If one encountered a Buddha Clan expert, they would be like an unkillable cockroach. Moreover, the golden light emanating from their bodies naturally suppressed ghosts.

It could be said that when the Buddha Clan dealt with ghosts, their methods were filled with raw violence.

The Daoist sect, on the other hand, cultivated not the body, but only the spirit.

Their bodies were frail; even a somewhat stronger ordinary person could knock them down with a single punch.

Yet their various bizarre abilities were extremely troublesome, like enhanced telekinesis.

They also had all sorts of methods. In his previous life, during a city-destroying Supernatural Incident, Wang Ye had personally seen an old man wearing a Daoist robe standing atop a sword and flying through the sky.

Like the sword-riding immortals described in myths, he had left Wang Ye utterly amazed.

And this Thunder Sound Fruit was something exceedingly remarkable.

It was said that after eating a Thunder Sound Fruit, one's body would be greatly strengthened. Golden light like that of the Buddha Clan might even appear over the surface of the body, suppressing ghosts.

Unfortunately, this thing generally grew only near Buddha Kingdom. Whenever one occasionally made its way into the black market, it would soon be bought at an astronomical price.

"How are we supposed to split one Thunder Sound Fruit?"

Wang Ye glanced coldly at Zhou Han and said.

He did not believe Zhou Han would kindly give him the Thunder Sound Fruit.

"Who said there's only one Thunder Sound Fruit? Besides, getting all hard and muscular is ugly."

Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye with a disgusted expression.

"How could a place like Mass Grave possibly grow Thunder Sound Fruits? I once saved a Scavenger. To repay me, he gave me some information."

"He saw a ghost wandering around Mass Grave. There was a Thunder Sound Fruit in that ghost's pocket, and it was holding a string of Prayer Beads."

"You should know the effects of a Thunder Sound Fruit. Prayer Beads can strengthen telekinesis, making them very suitable for my ability."

"However, telekinetics aren't suited to acting alone, and I've never met anyone trustworthy, so I kept putting it off."

Zhou Han's face was full of distress as she spoke helplessly.

A thoughtful look flashed through Wang Ye's eyes. After a long while, he looked at Zhou Han. "And you're sure I won't take everything for myself?"

"The Prayer Beads would be useless to you anyway."

"Besides, I'm a telekinetic. I have a certain degree of perception when it comes to people."

"And you wouldn't bear to kill such a cute little girl like me, would you~?"

With a giggle, Zhou Han grabbed Wang Ye's arm and gently swayed it, her eyes full of innocent charm.

Looking at Zhou Han's pitiful gaze, Wang Ye discreetly pulled his arm free. "You think too highly of yourself. In my eyes, there are only the living and the dead."

"What a cold-blooded guy. Pretty cool, though."

Faced with Zhou Han's coquettish behavior, Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged, cold as ever.

The last time she had put on that expression, she had killed that Strong Man from the Buddha Clan without even blinking.

"Tomorrow morning, ten o'clock. Meet at the city gate."

"But if you're still lingering in my room, tomorrow I'll take your corpse to Mass Grave and bury it myself."

Not wanting to watch this madwoman perform any longer, Wang Ye spoke coldly, releasing a faint killing intent.

Zhou Han looked pitiful, tears welling in her eyes as though she had been greatly wronged. She seemed about to say something else.

But.

What greeted her was Wang Ye's crossbow bolt, fired without hesitation!

Her expression shifted slightly. A glimmer of light flashed between Zhou Han's brows, stopping the bolt flying toward her in midair.

"What a boring man!"

Zhou Han shot Wang Ye an embarrassed, angry glare, snorted, then pushed the door open and stormed out.

With the energy controlling it gone, the crossbow bolt fell to the floor.

Wang Ye's expression did not change as he placed the hand crossbow on the table.

The best way to deal with a woman like this was not to give her a chance to speak.

After closing the window, Wang Ye wearily collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

At the Shopping Mall, as all the corpses were carried out, every Investigator's face was pale. Some of the more timid ones were even trembling.

Human Heads

382!

After verifying the heads, the investigators' hearts trembled.

What kind of mental fortitude did it take to chop off more than three hundred people's heads in a shopping mall?

In an instant, Wang Ye of the Logistics Department became famous among the investigators, and word quickly spread throughout Shangjing City.

After a while, the results of the body count came in.

381!!!

The Investigator Captain's expression changed abruptly. He had them check again and again, and after confirming there was no mistake, his face turned somewhat pale.

According to the information from Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, every head should have corresponded to one person.

But one body was inexplicably missing.

The captain took a deep breath, made a call, and sent the intelligence out.

At Heavenly Group Headquarters, the lights in the conference room came on as an overnight meeting began.

But none of this had anything to do with Wang Ye anymore.

At dawn, Wang Ye got up on time. After washing up, he retrieved the Hemp Rope the investigator had brought over.

For some reason, he felt that investigator had looked at him strangely. After Wang Ye took the Hemp Rope, the investigator seemed as though he had completed something terrifying and hurried away.

As if—

Wang Ye had seen his own expression when delivering letters on that investigator's face.

Once everything was ready, Wang Ye's phone rang.

"Big brother, I'm setting off! I'll wait for you at the East City Gate~"

Hearing Zhou Han's sweet voice, Wang Ye hung up without hesitation and put his phone on silent.

Standing at the door, Wang Ye hesitated for a long time before ultimately giving up on taking the Mail Truck with him.

Although driving the Mail Truck meant having an extra safeguard in the Wasteland, he only had three hours, and he did not want to expose the Mail Truck's existence in front of Zhou Han.

After all, based on his last trip out, the area 30 Li East of City was relatively safe.

With that in mind, Wang Ye hailed a car and headed east.

After Wang Ye left, in a corner by the road, a woman with a bloody hole in her head, still bleeding continuously, stared gloomily in the direction he had gone.

An ancient Bronze Nail was embedded in the bloody hole.