Young Girl Transformation, Infinite Replication, My Numbers Have Become a Disaster

The small, adorable dog, influenced by her will, began to move forward and soon reached its target location.

"This outpost is truly unpretentious."

What appeared in her sight was a clock shop.

A limping man sat inside the shop, seemingly the owner. Alice recognized him instantly with just a glance.

"Someone from the Insect Blood Society, disguising themselves as a legitimate store?"

The dog ran inside and was spotted by the man, who actually bent down and picked it up, placing it on the table.

"Little guy, how did you end up in my shop?"

He petted the dog's head and then took out several slices of ham from nearby, bringing them to its mouth.

Just by looking at him, one would never imagine that this ordinary-looking man had recently led a group of fierce individuals to slaughter Min Xingyuan's entire crew of gunmen, and then personally subjected him to cruel torture.

Sometimes, you really can't judge a book by its cover; you can't tell what someone has done based on their outward appearance.

As he was feeding the dog ham, a man's head poked out from behind the back door: "Be careful, a dog just wandered in. Don't you find it strange?"

The limping man glanced at him. "It's just a dog. Aren't you being a bit too paranoid?"

"Better safe than sorry."

Alice continued to share the dog's vision. With a few shifts of its gaze, she had a good understanding of the room's furnishings.

Meanwhile, Miss Battle No. 1 arrived nearby.

Due to her LV4 level and average stats that were only slightly above a normal adult's, she didn't immediately approach.

Not until Ye Xin arrived.

"I think this is enough."

Miss Battle No. 1, now prepared, walked into the shop.

Shop Name: Old Craftsman Clock Shop.

On the surface, everything here looked very antique.

Many of the furnishings were made of wood, and numerous mechanical parts had an ancient feel. Wall clocks hung on the walls, evoking a certain steampunk architectural style.

The moment the young girl entered, the limping man, who was petting the dog, looked up.

Seeing the well-built young girl walk in, he straightened his posture slightly.

"Little lady, what can I get for you?" the man asked with a smile.

"I'll just look around first."

Miss Battle No. 1 acted like a normal customer.

She wasn't here with the intention of having her body destroyed. She had already scouted the surroundings before the fight.

The shop's location was indeed quite secluded. There was a street in front, but the area nearby was sparse, with few vehicles passing by. This meant that if a fight were to break out, as long as her luck wasn't too bad, she wouldn't attract much attention from outsiders.

The limping man saw the beautiful girl with long legs in black stockings standing by the counter and subconsciously swallowed.

Even without a close look, Miss Battle No. 1's face alone could easily win people over.

Her gaze fell upon the clocks inside the counter.

Chapter 44: Assault

The limping man didn't see the invisible Mental Threads that swept past where Miss Battle No. 1's gaze landed.

"I didn't expect to find several Explosion Rings hidden here."

After her first encounter killing a Insect Blood Society member, she had learned the method for crafting Explosion Rings and naturally suspected that the organization had more of them.

Now that she saw them, they were placed in the corner of the counter, appearing like ordinary small iron rings.

Even if a customer saw them, they would mistake them for part of the table, as they were very well disguised.

Extending her Mental Threads further into the house, she discovered two more, both on one of the men.

"A total of 3."

All of them were bound, meaning only the creator could detonate them using a special mental frequency.

In fact, even just one of these items exploding would be enough to kill Ye Qian's clone.

"Little girl, you've been looking for a while. Have you made a decision?" the man asked, seeing the beautiful young lady standing still.

Miss Battle No. 1 nodded and held out her hand. "Uncle, do you recognize these?"

"This is..."

The moment he saw the rings, the limping man felt a sense of familiarity.

About half a second later, his expression changed slightly. "Explosion Rings?"

Ding!

With a clear metallic chime, eight rings were thrown from the young girl's hand, scattering and flying towards them, almost sealing off every direction.

"Damn it!"

Seeing a faint red light flash across two of the rings, the limping man's face changed drastically. He immediately understood what was happening and, disregarding everything else, turned to flee.

Boom—

A violent explosion erupted on the scene.

After throwing her skill, Miss Battle No. 1 immediately leaped back. Pulled by six or seven Mental Threads, her delicate body moved like a puppet, instantly retreating over ten meters.

The scene was filled with three to four consecutive explosions, the intense shockwave rushing towards her.

She rolled behind a wall near the main entrance. With a thought, the remaining four rings, which had been pulled to the back of the room by the threads, detonated simultaneously.

Rumble!

Both walls collapsed with a roar, and flames spewed from the doorway.

From within the second-floor windows, a wave of air accompanied by dust and smoke also surged out.

[Killed LV8 player.]

[Extracting energy...]

[Extraction complete. You have obtained 42 points of Life energy.]

[Killed LV12 Hidden Person.]

[Extracting energy...]

[Extraction complete. You have obtained 52 points of Life energy.]

"Hidden Person?"

Without time to focus on the remaining notifications, this wave of surprise attacks had undoubtedly been incredibly successful.

The most terrifying part was that Ye Xin, standing behind the shop, had already flicked her fingers, sending the other three Explosion Rings she carried flying through the second-floor window.

Boom—

[Killed LV6 Hidden Person.]

[Extracting energy...]

[Extraction complete. You have obtained 28 points of Life energy.]

The third person was dead!

These successive waves, happening almost simultaneously, had undoubtedly delivered a thunderous blow to the enemies on the scene. Just as Miss Battle No. 1, who had been using the wall for cover from the two explosions, was about to get up, a piece of metal, still radiating some heat, was thrown her way.

Ye Xin, pulling a thread through the wall, quickly wrapped it around the metal fragment and yanked it backward.

A second later, a burst of scorching fire expanded.

Affected by the heatwave, Miss Battle No. 1 retreated a few steps in fear. If the threads hadn't instantly pulled the target over ten meters away, she would have been incinerated.

"Cough, cough, did it hit?"

From above the collapsed staircase, on the second floor, a voice rang out.

Beside the speaker was another man, his clothes tattered and his body covered in wounds. One of his arms had been blown off.

"It didn't hit the right spot. Damn it, could it be those bastards from the Shadow Bureau?"

As the words fell, a masked man leaped from the second floor, landing on the ground.

Ye Xin's Mental Threads immediately shot out from the side of the house through the wall, wrapping around the man's neck. But before she could apply pressure, two large, wriggling worms spat out from beneath his mask, slapping onto Miss Battle's abdomen with a splat.

Hiss—

A dagger, prepared long ago, was quickly swung, severing one of the worms. However, the other had already pierced through her clothes with a plop, attempting to burrow into her skin.

Miss Battle No. 1 threw a punch, which felt like hitting steel. She had to control Ye Xin, pulling out a thread to slice the worm in half.

Accompanied by a stream of viscous green liquid, the worm's body split apart. Miss Battle No. 1 grabbed the half-worm head, enduring the pain as she yanked it free and threw it to the ground.

On the other side, Ye Xin squeezed her hands together, pulling backward with all her might, slamming the bound man hard against the wall. With her utmost effort, the resilient threads slowly embedded themselves into his skin, blood flowing from the points of contact.

The man's eyes widened, his hands desperately clutching his neck. Threads wrapped around his abdomen and legs pulled with astonishing force, seemingly intending to tear him apart.

"Such a tough body."

Under the mental strain, Ye Xin's head began to ache.

At this moment, another one of her threads swept across the second floor of the house, spotting the last two individuals.

One was a young man in his early twenties, holding a knife, his face looking extremely tense.

The other was even more powerfully built, standing at an exaggerated height of 1.95 meters, likely the leader of this group. He held a handgun and was crouched by the window, preparing to peek out.

Ye Xin sensed danger and immediately dashed a few steps to the side, circling to the other side of the house. The man on the second floor looked down almost simultaneously.

He saw nothing.

"Phew, good thing he didn't spot me."

The Mental Thread in her hand still choked the man's neck, and more blood gushed from his neck.

"Dong Ao, how are things on your end?"

The leader on the second floor pulled his head back and shouted.

No one answered, only faint whimpering sounds could be heard. The leader had a bad feeling. He ran back to the stairwell in two steps and saw the miserable state of his teammates at a glance.

"Ch-chief, this doesn't look like the Shadow Bureau's work, does it?" the young man said fearfully.

"Nonsense, I know that." The leader's expression was grim. "The Shadow Bureau couldn't possibly move this fast. The attackers this time are an unknown force."

"Who did we offend? Could it be related to the previous livestream..."

Someone had framed the Insect Blood Society through a livestream. Considering this, it seemed the enemy might be the mastermind behind that incident.

"I'm afraid this is all the trouble caused by that chief last time. We shouldn't have brought him into the organization. Where on earth did he attract these enemies from? We just provoked them, and now they're killing us at our doorstep. They found us even after we've been hiding for so many years."

Ye Xin's terrifying intelligence-gathering abilities and bizarre combat methods both chilled the leader to the bone.

"I knew this wasn't simple. Yesterday, we went to attack that little fatty, and they fought us desperately with a few ordinary people like they were crazy. Who's got their head screwed on wrong? We can't find out anything, can't even find a living person behind them. It's just not normal."

The young man was clearly panicking.

There was nothing he could do. If their Captain didn't know what to do, how could he, his subordinate, possibly know?

Chapter 45: Single-handedly Destroying the Stronghold

Seeing his teammate struggling against an unknown force pinned to the wall below, the leader simply leaped down as well, landing on the ground and preparing to go and investigate.

But the moment he landed, a Mental Thread wrapped around his neck.

Pain shot through him, and he instantly understood what had happened.

Without a doubt, it was these invisible threads that caused that person so much agony.

"Hmph!"