Violent Woman

[XP:150]

The extra experience points displayed in the Attribute Panel are the spoils from this raid on the hideout.

"Those people just now, it seems their spirits were all destroyed... Is it because I used Spirit Spike?"

Sulu walked while pondering.

Even if they still have spirits, Sulu will kill them again!

At this moment, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, "Perhaps... the source of experience involves the soul?"

"This explains why the book <Rite of Death> can directly provide experience points. Could it be that it binds spirits?"

"But what about defeat? Is it because I struck at their beliefs, indirectly striking at their souls?"

The mysteries of the Attribute Panel are too vast for Sulu to fully comprehend.

However, there is still one problem to solve – Miss Dora seems to have been arrested.

She could have left three days ago, but because of her own actions, she stayed so long and suffered misfortune. Sulu felt she bore some responsibility for this.

Besides... that's a lot of experience!

'But after doing something like this, we must consider the consequences!'

Since advancing to the extraordinary level, Sulu felt that his mindset had changed.

From hesitating to kill the first person to now feeling nothing after taking down a whole room of people, it's as if his mindset has changed a lot.

'No... I killed them because they tried to hurt me, and they deserved it!'

"Doing this will definitely cause trouble, but they might not be able to find me... The only loophole is that bartender, but I'm not the only one trying to buy things on the Black Market every day!"

'And... if the other party is a smart person, they will definitely pretend they know nothing, unless they want me to retaliate!'

In reality, it's perfectly normal for a few people to die every day in slums.

For the police department, the best outcome is to wipe out all the Black Market dealers, thugs, and gang thugs in a shootout.

What Sulu is about to face is the real trouble.

That big businessman is a true member of high society, with immense power at his disposal, and could even potentially hire superhumans directly!

'But who cares! Some things have to be done! Otherwise, I won't be able to live with myself!'

The world is vast, but nothing is greater than the heart!

After becoming a [Medium], Sulu realized even more that a person can deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive their own spirit!

Besides... I need their experience points!

"The primary objective of this operation is to gain experience and rescue Dora... As for that businessman, he might not even be in the factory, or even... if only some thugs died, he might be the first to rush to cover it up!"

'After I finish this job, I'll just pack up and leave Posi Port. Let's see what he can do then.'

'Wait a minute? I think I have a great idea!'

Thinking of this, and then of Mr. Kira who was possessed, Sulu's eyes lit up.

He first returned to the hotel and disguised himself.

He originally went out to buy materials, and although the process was a bit complicated, the result was much better than he had expected.

He seized two revolvers alone, along with a large quantity of ammunition.

Apart from that, a gallon of blood is no problem at all.

Silverware is a bit of a hassle, but you can definitely find it at an antique shop.

"If that's the case, let's resolve everything today!"

Wearing a baseball cap, Sulu walked towards the meat processing plant.

According to the thug's confession, the unfortunate reporter was detained in the meat processing plant.

Suburbs.

Posi Port United Meat Factory!

It belonged to Gerald, a wealthy butcher who, by taking advantage of the port's location and exploiting workers to reduce costs, quickly amassed a fortune and rose to prominence in Posi Port's high society. Rumor has it that he also sponsored a member of parliament.

The factory covers a vast area, and along the road, one can see a continuous stream of caravans transporting raw materials and finished products.

Sulu changed direction and climbed over the back door.

It was near a livestock pen, the smell was unbearable, and there were few people around.

"Damn... this factory is way too big, I'm afraid I can't find it all by myself!"

"Fortunately, they definitely won't lock Dora up in a crowded place, so... what I need to focus on is the unused factory area... even so, it's still a lot of space!"

Sulu deftly climbed over the fence, looked out over the factory area, and his face was full of helplessness.

He wouldn't have bothered with this kind of thing if Dora hadn't gotten into trouble for helping him.

What else is there to say at this point? Go find it!

"This isn't it!"

"That's not it either!"

With Inspiration, Sulu seemed invisible, evading the patrolling security guards as he inspected one warehouse after another.

Around noon, as he was about to stop and eat a sandwich he had brought with him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

After passing a warehouse, I came across a factory building.

From inside, the sounds of fighting could be heard!

While munching on his sandwich, Sulu secretly peered out the window, ready to watch the show.

It was indeed a good show inside.

First was Dora, who was bound and suspended in mid-air from a running blender.

Below, a tall woman was entangled with a group of thugs.

Sulu was astonished to discover that the tall woman was not only fast and strong, but her fighting skills might even surpass those of Donald, the president of the university's fighting club!

"An extraordinary being?!"

He ate his lunch in a few bites, somewhat surprised and uncertain.

"Sister... come save me!"

The unfortunate reporter Dora was suspended in mid-air, staring at the giant mouth below where the blender blades were spinning rapidly, her voice trembling with tears.

"That's the older sister? They don't look alike at all. One has such a great figure, and the other has nothing..."

Sulu silently complained.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the violent woman had knocked over a bunch of people, the last few thugs seemed unable to hold back and threatened, "If you dare to lay a hand on her again, we'll cut your sister's ropes and turn her into a pile of mincemeat!"

"You..."

The tall, violent woman's face contorted with rage. "If you dare do that, I swear! I'll twist your heads off one by one!"

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll really cut you!"

"You dare!"

Then, the situation entered a pointless stalemate.

Sulu was yawning boredly, wondering whether to join in, when he suddenly saw a cold smile appear on the violent woman's face.

The thugs stared at each other in astonishment, their limbs numb, and collapsed to the ground.

"How do I feel with the anesthetic?"

The violent woman stepped forward, her high leather shoes stomping on the face of the thug who had just yelled the loudest, "Tell me... what are you going to do?"

'Damn! This woman is so cunning... she actually poisoned me secretly? Was all that coercion just an act to buy me time?'

Just as Sulu was about to rush in, he suddenly realized he had learned a lesson.