"Sir, Times Have Changed!"

All dozen or so of them were level 10, and they had all completed their class advancements. Every one of them had become an assassin.

Honestly, even if all these assassins attacked together, Wang Xian could easily take them down. With such ordinary classes, they probably could not even break through his defense.

However, Wang Xian could not do that.

The Seventh Bureau, commonly known as the Dragon Kingdom Security Bureau, was a special department dedicated to handling incidents that posed a threat to the Dragon Kingdom.

"Gentlemen, I haven't broken any laws, have I?"

Wang Xian put away the Scorpion Tail Sword and calmly looked at the dozen or so people. He had already guessed why they had come.

"Wang Xian, male, twenty-four years old, Jinda University graduate. You later settled in Jinshi City, sold the house you bought with your down payment a year ago, returned to your hometown and remained idle for ten months before opening a breeding farm. After Datafication began, you got the first BOSS kill and triggered a world announcement. Is that correct?" the middle-aged man leading the group asked.

"That's right. Very detailed. But what I want to say is, none of that is illegal, right?" Wang Xian asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man's expression did not change. He said coldly, "You don't need to remind us of that. We simply want to ask you about a few things. This way."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man made an inviting gesture.

They were being so polite. What else could Wang Xian do?

He had anticipated this long ago. He had originally thought he would encounter these people after returning home, but he had not expected them to find him here.

"That silly girl doesn't need to come with me, does she?"

Wang Xian pointed at Cheng Yao, who was being closely watched by several people.

At that moment, Cheng Yao had a piece of meat in her mouth and looked utterly dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man stared at Cheng Yao for a while before slowly nodding.

If this had happened before, they would certainly have taken Cheng Yao away as well. But now, there was no need. If someone wanted to escape, they could not stop them at all. The simplest method was suicide.

After dying, one could choose to revive at any place they had previously visited.

"Then let's go!"

Wang Xian did not say anything to Cheng Yao. He took the lead toward the entrance of Wetland Park, and the dozen or so Seventh Bureau agents immediately followed.

It was only after Wang Xian had been gone for quite a while that Cheng Yao came back to her senses. Her expression instantly turned furious.

From what those people in black had said, she had learned that Wang Xian was not called Brother Guang at all. His real name was Wang Xian, and his nickname was none other than the "Immortal King" being hotly discussed by countless people on the Forum.

She wanted to send Wang Xian a message and berate him for deceiving her, only to discover that he had blocked all messages. With nowhere to vent her anger, Cheng Yao could only shout where she stood.

"Uncle, you lied to me again!!!"

"Wang Xian, why did you sell your house in Jinshi City and go back home to open a breeding farm?"

"The pressure in big cities is too much. My hometown is more relaxing."

"Wang Xian, you should know that since we brought you here, we have already confirmed that your existence poses a threat to the Dragon Kingdom!"

"You need evidence when you speak. You can't possibly claim that opening a breeding farm and raising things like cockroaches, earthworms, rats, and centipedes poses a threat to the Dragon Kingdom, can you?"

Wang Xian wanted to spread his hands, but they had already been restrained to the chair, so he could only give up on the gesture.

"Wang Xian, you should understand that resistance is useless. Tell us everything you know!"

The middle-aged man pressed both hands against the iron table and stared fixedly into Wang Xian's eyes.

"What should I say? I already wrote everything I wanted to say in that letter. You should have read it too," Wang Xian said with a smile.

"You saw it in a dream? Wang Xian, do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

The middle-aged man was beginning to lose patience.

"You don't believe me when I tell you the truth. Would you believe me if I told you I'm a Reincarnator?"

Wang Xian looked at the middle-aged man with a teasing expression.

The middle-aged man's expression instantly froze.

A Reincarnator?

That was even more ridiculous than seeing it in a dream!

As a veteran of the Seventh Bureau, he had experienced countless incidents and encountered innumerable unusual cases. Every year, they caught no fewer than eighty or a hundred so-called Reincarnators and transmigrators, only for them all to be proven fake in the end.

Believing Wang Xian was a Reincarnator might as well be easier than believing he had dreamed it all!

"You've asked what you wanted to ask. When are you letting me go? I need to hurry home for lunch," Wang Xian asked.

"Wang Xian, I advise you to confess honestly. If you don't tell the truth, don't even think about walking out of this room!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Ha!"

Wang Xian sighed.

"What makes you think you can keep me here? This inferior metal?"

As Wang Xian spoke, he exerted a little force with both hands. The metal shackles fastening his hands to the chair snapped apart.

When he saw Wang Xian break the metal shackles, the middle-aged man revealed a shocked expression. He knew exactly how sturdy those shackles were.

Under Datafication, the metal shackles had a defense rating of 290 points.

If Wang Xian could break them, it meant his attack had exceeded 290 points.

An attack power of 290 was simply terrifying at this stage. Even the person among them who had put all their free attribute points into Strength only had an attack of around 150.

Though shocked, the middle-aged man showed no fear. Over the years, what kind of situation had he not seen?

Just then, the door to the room was thrown open, and five or six people rushed in. Each held a firearm, all aimed at Wang Xian's vital points.

In the era of Datafication, firearms still possessed immense destructive power. For example, the firearms in their hands generally had attack values between 200 and 300, dealing even more damage than ordinary blue-grade weapons.

However, firearms also had one drawback: killing wild monsters with them did not grant experience or equipment.

Trying to use firearms to cripple wild monsters would not work either. After a wild monster died, the experience gained and equipment drop rate would be reduced according to the damage inflicted by firearms.

At this stage, ordinary firearms were terrifying killing weapons for almost everyone.

Unfortunately, that only applied to almost everyone. It did not include Wang Xian.

Wang Xian's defense had already reached 370 points. These firearms could not break through his defense at all. To penetrate it, they would need at least sniper rifles.

Moreover, Wang Xian was now level 12 and still had 33 unassigned free attribute points. If he put them all into Endurance, his defense would break through 500 points in one go.

At that point, if they wanted to rely on firearms to keep Wang Xian here, they would need either a powerful anti-materiel sniper rifle or explosive firearms.

"Don't move!"

The people who had rushed in shouted at Wang Xian.

"I'm not moving."

Wang Xian looked completely innocent.

"Do you still think I have no way to keep you here now?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xian coldly.

So what if the world had undergone Datafication? It was still the era of firearms!

"You're counting on these things to keep me here?"

A mocking smile appeared on Wang Xian's face.

Then again, they did not know his defense. To them, firearms with 200 to 300 attack were indeed something no one could withstand.

Unfortunately...

Ignoring their threatening stares, Wang Xian walked up to one of them, swiftly reached out with both hands, grabbed the man's hands, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Clink!

The first sound was the firearm firing. The second was the bullet hitting the ground.

"Sir, times have changed!"