Awareness Needs Improvement

At Li Yingxue's words, her voice faltered as she turned to look.

A young man was crouching in front of He Wu, pointing at his chest as he said:

"Captain, come take a look at this spot!"

"The skin on every other part of this man's body is dark red. Only this spot is a vivid crimson!"

"And this shape..."

He did not continue.

A flicker of curiosity appeared on Li Yingxue's face. She truly had not examined that spot any further just now.

She could not help crouching down again, focusing her gaze on the spot the young man had indicated.

After a long while, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she spoke word by word:

"Crimson Tide!!"

Though He Wu's skin color made the Crimson Tide insignia difficult to make out.

Who were they, though?

They were members of the Law Enforcement Bureau!

As members of the Law Enforcement Bureau, being familiar with the symbols of the three major Heretic Organizations was the most basic requirement.

So even if the insignia was unclear, she could still be certain that this was absolutely the mark of the Crimson Tide!

In an instant, countless thoughts flooded Li Yingxue's mind.

Why had someone from the Crimson Tide been killed here?

Could there be some new conspiracy at work?

Li Yingxue immediately rose to her feet, her eyes grave.

"No! This information must be reported immediately!"

"We have to find out why someone from the Crimson Tide appeared here!"

"Take this guy's body back to the bureau and identify him!"

With that, Li Yingxue turned and left. After only a few steps, a shout suddenly came from behind her.

"Then, Captain, are we still going to look for that cunning villain you mentioned—the one who killed this guy?"

"Hm?!"

Li Yingxue halted, turned around, and stared darkly at the team member who had spoken, her eyes flickering.

"You actually call a hero who fought against the Crimson Tide and protected the city a cunning villain?"

"Xiao Zhou! Your awareness needs improvement!"

"Half a month's pay deducted!"

With that, Li Yingxue turned and left, leaving behind a dumbfounded Xiao Zhou and several teammates looking at him with sympathetic eyes.

Elsewhere, Qin Chen sat shirtless on the sofa at home. Before him floated a pale blue screen.

His fingers kept swiping across the screen, as though searching for some information.

At that moment, his skin was as fair and flawless as a newborn's.

There was no sign whatsoever that several Claw Marks deep enough to expose bone had been there last night.

After all, his efforts over the entire night had not been in vain.

Today was another day of not going to school.

Qin Chen had taken leave from Wang Yuemei, because he had something extremely important to do today.

Suddenly, Qin Chen's movements stopped. His gaze sharpened as he stared intently at the pale blue screen before him.

"Found it!"

A long address was displayed on the screen.

"Muyang City, Mufeng District..."

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content by night!!"

The day quickly passed. As night fell, most people returned home to enjoy their scant moments of rest.

Only a small number of wage slaves remained at their posts, contributing their light and heat to making their bosses' businesses bigger and stronger.

Inside a restaurant, Qin Chen sat before a large table. In front of him were Iron Fang Pig hock bones piled across nearly the entire tabletop.

All around him were countless stunned stares.

A group of people stood with their mouths agape, watching Qin Chen wolf down food with looks of horror.

Gulp!

Suddenly, the sound of someone swallowing reached them. One person asked the person beside him:

"How many pork hocks has he eaten already?"

"I don't know!"

The man shook his head reflexively, then glanced at the bones on Qin Chen's table and said uncertainly:

"Probably... several dozen?"

As Qin Chen swallowed the last pork hock, a satisfied expression inevitably appeared on his face.

He leaned back slightly, rubbed his round belly, and couldn't help patting it several times.

Even he had not expected his stomach to hold so much.

He had already been ravenous after breaking through last night, and then he had fought a fierce battle with He Wu.

After that, he had practiced the Seven Injuries Fist for nearly the entire night.

He had long since been so hungry his chest was stuck to his back!

Before coming here to eat, he had felt every cell in his body sending out signals of extreme hunger.

Sure enough, after arriving, the first dozen or so pork hocks he ate might as well have never been eaten.

The moment they entered his stomach, they were digested at incredible speed, transformed into energy to supply those desperately famished cells.

This was the first time in days that he had felt full.

Leaning against his chair, Qin Chen called out calmly:

"Boss, the bill!"

A kind-looking middle-aged man jogged over, his gaze on Qin Chen likewise filled with astonishment.

He had run this restaurant for many years, but this was the first time he had encountered a customer who could eat so much.

After all, Iron Fang Pig pork hocks were not comparable to ordinary pork hocks.

The energy contained within them was who knew how many times greater than that of ordinary pork hocks, and the feeling of fullness they provided was likewise incomparable.

A normal person would be more or less full after eating one. Even someone with a big appetite would only manage two.

But Qin Chen had eaten more than thirty...

What an inhuman monster!!

The owner did the math, then spoke after a moment:

"That'll be 22,200 Star Coins. I'll round it down for you—22,000 will do!"

Qin Chen's hand froze on his stomach. His eyes widened, filled with bewilderment.

"How much did you say?"

"Twenty-two thousand Star Coins!"

"You ate thirty-seven Iron Fang Pig hocks in total, and each one costs six hundred Star Coins!"

"Hiss!"

Qin Chen sucked in a sharp breath. He had gotten too caught up in eating and forgotten that Iron Fang Pig hocks were not priced like ordinary pork hocks.

They counted as Fierce Beast meat, after all!

After paying with a pained expression, Qin Chen slowly walked out of the restaurant.

He had only had a little over seventy thousand Star Coins left to begin with, and just eating pork hocks had cost him twenty thousand.

He still had to find a way to make money!

Otherwise, never mind the one million loan—even food would soon become unaffordable.

Qin Chen glanced around, got his bearings, and slowly headed in a certain direction.

After eating his fill, he needed to move around and work off the food!

Time slowly passed, and several hours swiftly went by.

It was now the dead of night, and threads of chill hung in the pitch-black sky.

Building No. 38, Boyang Street, Mufeng District, Muyang City.

This was a residential community. Though its environment was not especially good, compared to Qin Chen's old, run-down place, it was better by who knew how much.

Most of the entire building was shrouded in darkness, with lights still on in only a few apartments.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared soundlessly atop the residential community's wall. After glancing at the building, it jumped into the community.

It landed without a sound.

Using the night as cover, the shadow continuously avoided the areas covered by surveillance cameras. At last, it arrived before an apartment door and stared at it with a dim, eerie gaze.

Inside the apartment...

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