Return to Reality

The next moment, the Red Skirt Phantom not far from Qin Shang also shot out with a 'swoosh'.

Its target was the Sheriff.

These two had tried to kill him and steal his loot after the main quest of the Death Train ended.

Qin Shang harbored no good feelings towards them and thought it was best they were dead.

Dead was dead…

If there was anyone in this game he felt good about, it was probably the NPC Grandpa Niu.

He wouldn't get to see the death scene of the Eagle of Justice.

He clicked his tongue in regret and glanced at the black Cross that had fallen next to the Elder Priest's corpse.

This was likely a prop. The Elder Priest had used this item to push back his 'Cursed Red Skirt' with a single Purify. It looked like a good treasure. With a thought, Qin Shang carefully picked up the item and put it into his inventory without checking it.

Immediately after, before he could do anything else, his abdomen throbbed with pain.

He quickly bared his teeth and subconsciously looked at the wound on his waist.

That kick from the Elder Priest earlier had probably used a skill exclusive to the Priest class…

A large area of his waist was badly burned!

If he sustained this kind of injury in reality, Qin Shang figured he'd need surgery.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that he had inherited the skills of the Doctor class player, Heart-to-Heart Sister.

[Heal (Cooldown: 26 seconds)]

[Skill Description: Can heal all external wounds. Healing speed depends on the severity of the injury.]

There were only 26 seconds left until he could leave the dungeon…

Then let me see how effective the Doctor class's skills are!

With that thought, Qin Shang activated his Character Card skill.

Instantly, he felt a warm, life-giving energy bathing his wound, making his entire waist feel itchy. His damaged cells seemed to be reinjected with vitality, and his spirit and energy felt purified as large chunks of flesh and blood continuously emerged.

Qin Shang felt refreshed from head to toe.

Just as he touched his waist, still finding it somewhat unbelievable that his flesh and blood had regrown.

The electronic prompt sounded in his ears again.

[Ding! Countdown ended. Congratulations on clearing the dungeon.]

[Decipher countdown 00:00 usage time ended. Heal countdown 00:00 usage time ended.]

The next moment, the world in front of Qin Shang changed again, a bright light piercing the darkness.

Then, the world in front of Qin Shang shifted like rippling water, the train carriage replaced by a similarly small space.

However, the white wallpaper on the ceiling and the bright light overhead announced that the young man had finally returned alive.

His surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and the smell of decay was gone.

Instead, there was a faint fragrance.

This was his room…

"I'm finally home!"

"It feels like a dream…"

Qin Shang glanced at his surroundings, then gave a wry smile and lowered his head to look at the wound on his waist.

The bloody injury was gone.

It was probably due to the [Doctor Class; Heal] skill.

However, the hem of his casual wear was torn, revealing a shape the size of half of a size 42 shoe.

"Damn it, you good-for-nothing Buddha Saves the Predestined! That old geezer deserved to die!"

"The old man looked kind and benevolent, but who knew he was a ruthless killer."

"In a place like the Path of the Gods, human rights and lives are like a joke. If I hadn't had a bit of brains, I would have really fallen for it…"

Perhaps his physical wounds had healed, but the nerves hadn't been fooled. The injured area was still vivid in his mind.

His subconscious mind still thought Qin Shang had a wound, and his waist felt numb…

This also indirectly proved how vicious the Elder Priest's kick had been.

If he hadn't had the backup of Heart-to-Heart Sister's class skill, he might have been teleported out as a corpse…

Qin Shang bared his teeth and took a sip of water to calm his nerves, then cursed the bastard who wanted to betray him, saying he deserved to die.

The next moment, he picked up his phone and checked the time.

A day and a night had passed.

It had been exactly thirty-six hours since he first entered the Path of the Gods.

The timing matched when he had first entered the Path of the Gods. Fifteen hours ago, he had just been teleported into the Path of the Gods.

When I went in, it was night, and when I came out, it was daytime.

The flow of time in the Path of the Gods seems to be the same as in reality!

Just as Qin Shang thought this, he suddenly felt a powerful fatigue envelop his spirit, a weakness as if he hadn't rested for three days and three nights...

After a night of terrifying train rides, it was already bright outside.

But even though it was daytime, he was too tired.

It was like staying up all night online, pulling an all-nighter.

In fact, it was true. Whether it was the first round or the second round, and even the time Qin Shang spent browsing the forums after coming out.

He hadn't rested for a full thirty-six hours.

It was only natural to be sleepy!

However, before falling asleep, a pair of bright eyes appeared in his mind.

The gaze that looked at him as he was dying was filled with pleading.

"Actually, I have to thank the God Slayer 'Grandpa Niu' for being able to come out alive this time..."

With that thought, Qin Shang picked up his phone and bought a plane ticket to Yanjing for tomorrow.

Then he sent a text message to his buddy Xu Mingyang, letting him know to pick him up at the airport tomorrow.

After receiving Xu Mingyang's confirmation of 'ojbk,' he felt his eyelids growing heavier. With the extreme exhaustion of both body and mind, Qin Shang really couldn't take it anymore and gradually fell into a deep sleep, entering his dreams.

Meanwhile, at the Yanjing Public Security Bureau.

A middle-aged man in a tattered uniform, still stained with blood, rushed in with a livid face and knocked on the door of a corner office.

Inside the office, a young man in a white suit was still present, as if he lived in another dimension.

The dust floating in the air did not affect his appearance at all; no matter how long he wore this suit, it remained snow-white and brand new.

When he looked up and saw the middle-aged man entering the office, he was instantly taken aback;

" 'Eagle of Justice,' is that you?"

There was a rare hint of surprise in his tone.

"You're out of the dungeon?"

The young man slowly raised his handsome chin, his gaze finally leaving the screen in front of him.

It fell upon his subordinate, the 'Eagle of Justice.'

It was clear that seeing the 'Eagle of Justice' emerge from the [Death Train] alive and well had greatly exceeded Mr. Yin's expectations.

The fact that the young man had a private office in a government facility like the Public Security Bureau clearly indicated his high status within it.

Hearing this, the 'Eagle of Justice's' expression flickered with uncertainty, and then he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice;

"Boss, we can talk about the strategy later. I have something important to report."

"Actually, inside the dungeon, I encountered someone who called himself 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet.' He was the con artist in our dungeon team. I remember you mentioning this ID to me before; he's a deceased Path of the Gods player..."

Mr. Yin, whose expression had been calm and undisturbed until now, was first stunned upon hearing these words.

Then his face changed drastically.

It was as if the 'Eagle of Justice' had uttered a forbidden word!

"Who!?"

His voice was filled with disbelief.

This was the first time the 'Eagle of Justice' had seen the usually composed Mr. Yin display such a shocked expression.

He involuntarily swallowed, then repeated the nickname;

"Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet!"

To be honest, he had initially thought that after clearing the dungeon, with his own experience and that of 'Buddha Saves the Predestined,' a veteran player, capturing 'Cockroach Jade Feet' would be a sure thing.

Who would have thought that this kid had so many trump cards?

Who knew what method he used to bring the second boss of the dungeon over.

'Buddha Saves the Predestined,' a level two Priest, died on the spot.

If it weren't for his own good luck in running fast, and the fact that the countdown had already started when he entered the second carriage.

He, the 'Eagle of Justice,' would probably have also fallen to the [Death Train].

No, to be precise, he would have fallen at the hands of that kid, 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet'...

So, after leaving the dungeon, the 'Eagle of Justice' didn't even bother to eat or rest.

He was desperate to know about this ID.

If what 'Buddha Ferry' suspected was true, that the guy wasn't someone impersonating another player by hacking an account, then something was seriously wrong.

Mr. Yin had explicitly stated before his second dungeon run that the player 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' had already died...

"Impossible!"

The next moment, his direct superior abruptly stood up, an invisible pressure enveloping the office. It was the aura of someone in a position of power.

A surging presence washed over him like a tide. Mr. Yin's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at 'Eagle of Justice'.

'Eagle of Justice' had never seen the high-ranking Mr. Yin display such a loss of composure before!

"I suggest you don't use that ID to tease me. If you want to know about that player, your clearance isn't high enough yet."

"But I can tell you clearly and unequivocally..."

"The person known as 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' is dead. You absolutely cannot encounter him in the [Death Train] dungeon."

Upon hearing this, 'Eagle of Justice's' face flushed and paled.

He was merely a Rank 1 Martial Artist, while Mr. Yin, he heard, had become a Path of the Gods player ten years ago.

Whether in terms of seniority or strength, he couldn't even match a tenth or a twentieth of Mr. Yin's.

Angering him would bring him no good.

However, as an official, there was a clear regulation:

In the game, one must never lay hands on any innocent player.

This was the bottom line that restricted them, these superpowered individuals, officially.

Therefore, even with the mission to hunt down the con artist, a public enemy, ordinary Sheriff players wouldn't easily attack a con artist when entering a dungeon.

If they don't act, so be it. But if they do, they must take the target's life.

This matter absolutely cannot be exposed...

If 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' had died during the settlement phase back then.

Then 'Eagle of Justice' wouldn't worry about the matter being exposed at all. After all, it was he and the Elder Priest who had survived.

Whatever they said would be the truth, fabricated out of thin air.

Whatever they claimed would be accepted.

They could even claim that 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' had colluded with a God Slayer within the dungeon to harm all players!

But... the most critical problem had arisen.

'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' was not dead.

Since he wasn't dead, the truth couldn't be buried.

'Eagle of Justice' had also exposed his identity as an official player.

Who knew if 'Cockroach Jade Feet' would one day reveal the truth?

What if he was alive and later contacted Mr. Yin, or other official players?

If this matter came to light, 'Eagle of Justice' would be not far from death.

Moreover, before the second round began, 'Eagle of Justice' had heard this ID from Mr. Yin, his superior.

No one could guarantee that 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' and Mr. Yin weren't old acquaintances.

If they knew each other, his act of murder and robbery would be even harder to conceal.

Therefore, after exiting the dungeon, 'Eagle of Justice' hadn't dared to rest for a single second.

If 'Cockroach Jade Feet' wasn't dead, then he himself would be!

What's more, 'Cockroach Jade Feet' even knew his Path of the Gods ID, which was a handle!

A handle that could cost him his life!

In fact, the Path of the Gods didn't prohibit players from hunting down con artists, those walking gold coins.

But the Chinese authorities did not allow it!

Once official players were found to be wantonly harming other players, regardless of whether they were con artists or other professions.

As long as these players did not pose a threat to them within the Path of the Gods, yet they still acted against those innocent players.

They would all be prosecuted for intentional homicide...

The next moment, 'Eagle of Justice' said, bracing himself.

"Mr. Yin, may I ask how the con artist you mentioned died?"

"Other players in this dungeon were all killed by him. The con artist colluded with a God Slayer, and I want to issue an arrest warrant for him..."

He wanted to confirm whether the 'Fiercely Licking Cockroach Jade Feet' he had seen was a thief who stole accounts and didn't even dare to reveal their real ID.

Or if it was another player Mr. Yin knew.

However, as soon as the word "warrant" was uttered.

Mr. Yin's expression in front of him turned completely cold, his anger meter maxed out.

"This is not something you are qualified to know."

"Get out!"