Holy shit, the Old Capital Killing God

Jiang Xiao had come across relevant information while browsing Sin Capital's network. At present, there were only three publicly known Espers in Sin Capital!

One was the current speaker of the Sin City Council, a mind-power Esper. Another was Kliffen, the host of the Central TV Tower, who apparently possessed Rapid Regeneration.

The last was a lone wanderer of the wilderness with an Esper ability related to speed.

All three were the most common types of Esper abilities in the interstellar world!

As far as Sin Capital was concerned, Xi Guang was merely too powerful and suspected of being an Esper. Most of the other opinions claimed that Xi Guang had a noble race and a powerful Life Base.

Life Base was how the Interstellar Alliance described Talent Value.

Now, it seemed certain that Xi Guang was an Esper. Jiang Xiao guessed that her ability was related to Combat Power Amplification.

Wait, why guess?

He immediately asked directly, "Miss Xi Guang, what kind of Esper ability do you have?"

Privacy was one thing, but now that lives were at stake, surely she wouldn't still hide it?

As expected, after hesitating for several seconds, Qian Ling still chose to tell him. "Particle Destruction."

"Particle Destruction as I understand it?" Jiang Xiao's eyes narrowed.

"Not yet. As far as I remember, Sister Xi Guang can currently only destroy structures visible to the naked eye. Of course, her Esper ability is indeed Particle Destruction."

Jiang Xiao had no reason to doubt Qian Ling. As Darlings of the Universe, Espers needed no reminders. After awakening, they themselves received relatively vague information about their abilities.

An Esper with such enormous potential was sent to Prison Star?!

Sigh, the Interstellar Alliance was completely rotten. If Xi Guang didn't die, sooner or later she would escape prison. The vague concept of Particle Destruction could accomplish far too many things.

"Did Mr. Jiang ask all this because you're planning to act soon?" Qian Ling suddenly asked, her tone somewhat tense.

Jiang Xiao pondered. "More or less. I need a week to formulate a detailed plan."

"..."

The two chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Qian Ling took her leave.

Watching Qian Ling's hurriedly departing back, Jiang Xiao revealed a meaningful smile before turning around and wiping down the two Source Energy Battle Blades.

Although Tier 1 battle blades could no longer amplify his strength, their sharpness after being infused with source energy still made them excellent close-combat weapons.

They were perfectly serviceable as ordinary blades.

Without bringing Black Dragon, Jiang Xiao tucked the two battle blades into his clothes and left the workshop, heading deep into the night.

An experiment was an experiment; it wouldn't interfere with his hunting at night.

Hunting alien criminals was the only pastime he had on Prison Star.

Perhaps his luck was poor. That night, he didn't encounter many isolated aliens. After cutting down only two Viper Clan members, he prepared to return to the black market.

Standing before the black market's entrance, Jiang Xiao looked up at the market above, which was far larger than the black market. After thinking for a moment, he decided to take a look.

#Welcome to the Wicked Soul Market#

Wicked Soul? Did this place spew fireballs?

Although this market was directly above the black market, it was Jiang Xiao's first time visiting. Whenever he bought mechanical parts, he went straight to the market under the Black Mech Gang's control.

As he entered the market, a dense array of shops and temporary stalls flooded his vision, and Jiang Xiao immediately lost interest.

Aside from being larger and more crowded, with somewhat brighter lighting, it was no different from the black market. The air and environment were even worse than the black market's.

Some individual shops, however, were indeed large and brightly lit, resembling supermarkets from his previous life.

They sold all kinds of supplies necessary for survival, as well as ammunition in bulk.

Jiang Xiao wandered along, stopping now and then to casually buy several precision mechanical parts that appeared impossible to repair. The prices weren't high.

"A laser module from a high-precision floating mech soldier? Good heavens, what a find."

Judging by the notes on the product label, it wasn't that the stall owner didn't recognize its value. It was simply impossible to repair. Jiang Xiao only had hope of fixing such precision parts because of the Precision Industrial Box.

After finding something good, Jiang Xiao was in excellent spirits. He hummed a little tune that only he could hear as he wandered around.

He continued until he reached a huge, well-decorated shop. Jiang Xiao glanced up.

His expression froze.

#Viper Gang Direct Store Special Sale: Pan-Human/ Sub-human Meat Products, Fine Flavor...#

Pan-Human meat products?

He recognized every single character, so why did they seem so unfamiliar when put together?

After two seconds of silence, Jiang Xiao raised an even brighter smile. He took the Terminal Goggles from his pocket and fastened them over his face.

He slowly entered the Viper Gang shop, ignoring the indifferent Viper Clan attendant. Under the bewildered gazes of the aliens inside and the Viper Clan attendant, he turned around and directly shut the shop's main doors.

Then he turned back, pulled down his hood, and raised an index finger.

"Shh~"

"I'd like to ask, why doesn't this place have any Viper Clan meat sauce? Do customers need to gather the ingredients themselves?"

Chapter 29: Holy shit, the Old Capital Killing God

At the Wicked Soul Market, two Viper Clan members from a minor gang arrived before the tightly closed doors. They exchanged puzzled looks.

"Wasn't it said that the Viper Gang's direct store would be restocked with new Pan-Human food today?"

"The shop's still displaying its open sign. Some idle-handed fool probably shut the door. Besides, that food only contains a little Pan-Human flesh and blood. Most of it is filled with whatever meat they can find. You know how rare Pan-Humans are in Sin Capital."

"It's already good enough to taste that flavor in this dump. Hurry up and buy it so we can go back. If the boss gets impatient, we'll be in for it."

One Viper Clan member said impatiently, instinctively reaching out to push open the doors.

"Hm? What was that sound?" The Viper Clan member suddenly stopped and sniffed. "And there's a familiar smell of blood..."

"A familiar smell of blood? It can't be that the Viper Gang has gotten Pan-Human fresh meat, right?"

The other Viper Clan member mocked him, then reached out and gripped the door handle.

The instant it grasped the handle—

BOOM!!!

The entire door shattered in an instant. A terrifying shockwave wrapped in searing heat engulfed both Viper Clan members. The rows of neon tubes beneath the market dome burst one after another, and hundreds of astonished alien faces appeared amid the rain of glass.

The enormous explosion echoed out. The entire Wicked Soul Market quickly fell silent as countless aliens stared in shock toward the direction of the blast.

"Who would dare make such a huge disturbance in the Mech Martial Gang's direct market? Aren't they afraid of being hunted and put up for bounty?"

But when they saw the exact location of the explosion, their astonishment turned into shock.

"The Viper Gang's direct store?!"

There were differences even among the major gangs. Without a doubt, even among the major gangs, the Viper Gang was in the top tier, second only to the Black Mech Gang!

Of the little more than a hundred publicly known Tier 2 Elites in Sin Capital, the Viper Gang alone possessed eight!

"They didn't just provoke the Mech Martial Gang—they attacked a Viper Gang shop, too. Who in Sin Capital has the guts for that? Could it be the Black Mech Gang?"

"Are the Black Mech Gang and the Sin City Council going to war? Should we hide in the wilderness for a few days?"

Many bold criminals gathered around the Viper Gang shop, watching warily with excited expressions.

They feared nothing under the heavens, after all. The more chaotic things became, the easier it was to exploit the gaps.

The Viper Gang shop burned fiercely. From time to time, faint wails and screams could be heard amid the crackling flames, along with the constant dull booms, as if two giant elephants were fighting one another.

Before long, the sounds inside the Viper Gang shop vanished completely, leaving only the roaring flames.

"Who dares cause trouble in my Wicked Soul Market?!"

At that moment, an angry shout reverberated through the market. The hundreds of watching prisoners paled and immediately scattered, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

A short while later, a three-meter-tall humanoid alien covered in Mechanical Prosthetics approached swiftly with heavy footsteps.

The fierce aura of a Tier 2 Martial Artist made the hearts of many aliens tremble.

"Who is that?"

"The regulator of this market. A Tier 2 Regular Martial Artist. After equipping a large number of prosthetics, his strength and defense are enough to rival a Tier 2 Elite!"

"Gasp..."

Tier 2 Elites were absolute major figures in Sin Capital. As long as a gang possessed even one Tier 2 Elite, it could be called a major gang in Sin Capital, regardless of its size!

The market regulator pushed through the criminals and looked toward the burning shop, his expression briefly going rigid.

The one attacked was actually a Viper Gang shop?

How was that possible? Hadn't they sent a Tier 2 Martial Artist to guard it?

Before he could figure out what was happening, crisp footsteps suddenly rang out from within the sea of flames, drawing nearer from the distance.

The scene gradually fell silent.

Then, a slightly thin Pan-Human slowly emerged from the flames, completely ignoring the searing heat. Before the fire could even approach him, it seemed to strike an invisible steel wall and silently collapse.

What shocked them most was the object that figure was carrying: a corpse reduced to something resembling sludge.

Its eyes bulged outward, still holding traces of undispersed fear and shock. Its body was covered in savage wounds so deep that bone could be seen.

Even in death, the lingering source-energy fluctuations around it made the many Martial Artists tremble in terror.

"That Viper Clan member was the Tier 2 Martial Artist guarding this shop!"

"What?!"

"He killed a Tier 2 Martial Artist that quickly?!"

The market regulator's expression turned grave, and he immediately abandoned any thought of attacking. In a solemn tone, he said, "May I ask who you are? This is the Mech Martial Gang's market. Please don't take things too far."

"Who am I?"

The figure casually tossed out the corpse and raised his head to look at the market regulator.

Only then did the regulator see that figure's face. The extremely familiar Terminal Goggles entered his view. Before he could remember where he had seen them, the two battle blades in the figure's hands suddenly erupted with red light. In the blink of an eye, the figure ferociously charged right up to him!

The ever-vigilant regulator was horrified. Terrifying energy and source energy surged through his Mechanical Prosthetics as he punched forward!