Terror on the subway

Old Zheng wasn't exaggerating.

Objectively speaking, Old Zheng is actually the most unreliable [Summoned Creature].

Leaving aside Hannah and Qin Siyu, the two die-hard supporters.

Whether it was Stiller, who initially threatened to kill Lin Yu, or Zhu Qiansi, Yaomo who wanted to steal Lin Yu's identity... or even the Former Deity of God of Desire, who had openly stated "you can betray me" when he was subdued, Lin Yu still felt that... Zheng Jianshen was the [Summoned Creature] he objectively needed to be most wary of.

Because he is not only Old Zheng, but also a seasoned "Player" and the First Generation "Freud" who founded the "Psychology Society".

In the long run, it became clear that this guy had indeed been hiding a lot of information from me.

Just like the matter of the First Generation "Jung," if I don't bring it up myself, Old Zheng might keep it from me for the rest of his life!

The danger posed by a high-level "Player" is always greater than that of Native of the Ten Realms of the Divine Rank or even higher Divine Rank!

Even though Old Zheng is no longer a "Player," his past experience as a "Player" makes him someone Lin Yu should be wary of.

But...

Conversely, from an "objective" perspective, Old Zheng has never "messed up" anything so far.

Even when assigned tasks such as directly confronting the Chosen of God and holding off the Second Generation "Freud," Zheng Jianshen never failed.

Without a doubt, Old Zheng is by no means a good person from any angle, and the fact that he was able to found an organization like the "Psychology Society" is enough to show that he himself is not a normal person.

However, given their time together, if we disregard all known objective conditions and let Lin Yu rely on his intuition to judge whether Old Zheng is trustworthy...

Lin Yu would almost certainly not hesitate.

Zheng Jianshen is undoubtedly credible, at least at this point in time.

The reason... is precisely because he is a "Player," and has the highest "vision" among all the [Summoned Creature].

Lin Yu could sense that, during their time together, Old Zheng had placed some kind of "hope" on him.

He didn't know what it was; perhaps it was related to Old Zheng founding the "Psychology Society" and the almost insane experimental project he ultimately created on Mist Island... but anyway...

This truly means that Old Zheng was credible until that "hope" dissipated and was shattered.

Furthermore, once he "trusted" Old Zheng, the other party's abilities were... good enough!

"Boss, I can't give you the exact block number because he's moving at high speed... But I have another way to help you pinpoint his location; I've already marked him in my Mental Power Network."

Old Zheng's voice rang out from the Rooftop.

"Good, I see."

Lin Yu looked at Old Zheng.

The other party didn't seem too nervous—just as Old Zheng himself said, he had become accustomed to manipulating this enormous and unusual "Mental Power Network."

And his time...

It wasn't three minutes.

It is one minute and twenty-five seconds.

In one minute and twenty-five seconds, Old Zheng had already located the position of the First Generation "Jung" by using the deep vibrations of the Mental Power Network throughout the entire Shenzhen and his scanning.

"To be honest, boss, the strength of your Mental Power Network is even higher than I imagined, and your thinking is indeed correct... With this network, finding the person who created the 'Soul Puppet' is just too easy."

"Faced with the Mental Power Network that had almost completely covered the entire Shenzhen, the discordant noise emitted by those 'Soul Puppet' was as noticeable as a dead pixel flickering on a screen..."

Lin Yu nodded. "Alright, there's no need to say anything about giving all the credit to me."

"Now that we've located the position, let's... set off."

As Lin Yu spoke, he grabbed Old Zheng by the collar and took a step forward.

"Hannah —hold on tight!"

As Lin Yu finished speaking, he led the two of them and jumped off the Rooftop!

The gale-force winds whistled past Lin Yu's ears, but this time Lin Yu did not activate the "Wind Vein Technique" or let the gale carry him into the sky.

After all...

The target this time is underground!

In Lin Yu's vision, the coordinates of the First Generation "Jung" marked by Old Zheng within the Mental Power Network were flashing and moving rapidly underground.

If you open Map, you'll find that the other person's movement trajectory... completely overlaps with the subway line!

The First Generation "Jung" is currently located... on a subway car on the Shenzhen Metro Inner Ring Line!

[Gray Spirit Eye] and [Talisman Earth Escape Armor] were activated simultaneously, and Lin Yu, along with Old Zheng and Hannah, disappeared underground the instant they touched the ground.

Then, within this land, he sped off in pursuit of the subway train that the First Generation Jung had ridden!

"Next stop: Window of the World."

Announcements in Mandarin, Cantonese, and English sounded as a subway train arrived on the inner loop line, and the doors slowly opened.

Although it was very windy and rainy today, the air conditioning in the last carriage was still running extremely strong, almost like it was spewing out white frost-like vapors—if you accidentally got your clothes or hair wet outside and came into this carriage, you would most likely catch a cold from the cold.

So...

Compared to the middle sections of the train, there weren't many people getting on or off in this carriage.

After all, today is a workday during Typhoon, and it's noon now, so there aren't many people around.

Of course, because of Lin Yu, the seven or eight people in this carriage also had blank stares and were doing their own thing by "instinct," almost as if they were sleepwalking.

The only one with clear vision...

He is an adult male with short hair and a long, narrow face.

He had a brown-gray Notebook bag on his lap, wore a blue suit and black round-framed glasses, and sat in the "priority seating for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled." His eyes darted from side to side as he observed the sleepwalking "Shenzhen citizens" around him through the reflective subway glass opposite him.

His breathing was heavy, as if he had some kind of respiratory or lung disease, and each breath made a hissing sound in his throat, like a broken bellows.

Those eyes, almost entirely white with tiny pupils, also revealed a certain dim, sickly appearance.

Normally, the strange breathing sounds he made would definitely attract some attention...

But now...

No one looked at him.

This makes this grown man feel very uncomfortable now.

"Wow... wow... that's really impressive..."

He rested his hands on his laptop bag on his knees, panting and muttering to himself.

"Schreiber... are you really the Orthodoxy to Freud? Hmm... you certainly sound more like him than Fluorvosamine..."

"Without Soul Authority, 'Fluorvosamine' probably couldn't even simulate Mental Power... Heh... If I could still vote, I might support you..." Schreiber...

Although he wasn't sleepwalking, his words sounded almost exactly like sleep talking!

Sitting in his chair, listening to the short sound of the subway doors closing, watching the double-layered automatic doors slowly close, and feeling the subway slowly moving forward, his muttering to himself continued.

"Ha... the entire city has fallen asleep... how interesting, how interesting... ha... even Freud himself couldn't do that, exaggerated... really exaggerated..."

"But we need someone a little more exaggerated... Heh... Heh... Damn, actually, 'Freud' could do that, right? He could do that up to now... Heh heh..."

Although he was always a little out of breath when he spoke, as if he might pass out at any moment, he seemed to have some kind of persistence, insisting on painstakingly and rambling out his thoughts.

"Hmm... Anyway... Schreiber is really quite good... Hmm... His method of 'hypnosis,' hmm... what's most remarkable is that it's exactly the same as the First Generation 'Freud'... Hmm..."

"So, it does seem to be getting more and more Orthodoxy... evidence... heh..."

"So, should we kill him? Hmm... kill him? Or help him...?"

"No... I can't decide that... Ha... I have to meet him first... Ha, indeed... It won't work without actually talking to him..."

"Information is unreliable... and facts can be distorted... Only by seeing him in person, by talking to him in person, can one know the whole story... ah..."

"I had to do this... um... well... anyway, I've done what I needed to do with those guys... I need to get on with my own things now..."

"The 'Death game' isn't over... it continues... I can't stop... they're stronger, their path is more promising... but that doesn't mean I can stop..."

"Rumble, rumble..."

Amid the man's incessant chatter, the subway sped up, and the light filtering through the billboards into the carriage grew dimmer and dimmer—until finally...

"Crack!"

The lights inside the carriage even flickered once!

The entire carriage was plunged into darkness, followed by rustling sounds.

And amidst this rustling and noisy din...

The man's breathing became increasingly heavy.

"Huff... Huff... Huff... Huff..."

His breathing quickened and his voice became heavy.

Final...

His voice rang out again.

"Interesting, very interesting... Before I took action, before I sought out others... someone else came knocking on my door first."

"Heh... heh... but who is it?"

As his questioning voice faded, the lights inside the carriage turned on with a "click".

Then...

On the speeding subway, inside this carriage that was originally almost empty...

The stands are full of passengers!