Heart 1 (Thanks to 1 Bi Meng Xing Chen 1 for the Alliance Leader's reward)

Wang Yiyang swayed slightly as he stepped out of the bar, where Jian and several elites had been waiting for a long time and hurried forward to meet him.

"Boss?"

"Where is Zhong Can being held?" Wang Yiyang exhaled. Since he was certain that he was no longer affected by his alcohol addiction, it was time to rapidly increase his foundation.

"In the basement of the small villa I rented," Jian replied quickly.

For some reason, he always felt that since his boss had woken up from his last drinking binge, he had become somewhat different.

He didn't know what exactly was different, but the simplicity and ordinariness he had perceived before seemed to be slowly fading away.

He was becoming... becoming somewhat dangerous.

He didn't know why he had such a feeling, but it actually made him feel more at ease.

After all, as his boss and the head of the Security Department of Mister, it was only normal for him to have a dangerous temperament.

Wang Yiyang had no time to concern himself with his subordinate's thoughts; he only felt his brain was in a strange state.

Calm and rational, yet deep in his heart, it felt as if some unknown, bizarre impulse was hidden.

He felt his heart thumping; that rhythmic and orderly beating made him feel as if he were listening to a symphony, beautiful and dynamic.

"Let's go." He took the lead and walked toward the vehicle parked by the roadside.

Someone immediately got out of the car and took the initiative to open the door for him.

Soon, a total of three cars formed a small motorcade and slowly departed under the cover of night.

Wang Yiyang looked at his system data once again.

He carefully reviewed the displayed line of data word by word, though unfortunately, only that one line was visible.

If only I could see the previous data, he thought with some regret.

Swish!

Suddenly, he was slightly stunned.

He saw that in the bottom right corner of his vision, lines of data unfolded like a collapsed menu, suddenly opening up.

To the right of his vision, a large expanse of past data characters suddenly popped up with a swish.

Line after line of characters were all pieces of information from his past.

It can actually be operated by thought?! Wang Yiyang was pleasantly surprised.

Surprise aside, he instinctively glanced at the driver in front and Jian and the others.

This car was lengthened and widened, with three seats in the front occupied by Jian, the driver, and another female bodyguard.

Realizing that no one else was paying him any attention, Wang Yiyang felt relieved and began to review the records one by one.

Soon, he noticed something.

'Warning:

1. You have sixteen days to prepare for the immense danger that is about to follow.

2. You have five days to prepare for the serious trouble you will face while in the identity of Finn.

3. Spacetime embedding conflict has occurred; this identity has been automatically merged into an unknown space.'

Wait!? Does this mean the identity mission is not the trouble I encountered? I clearly already finished quitting alcohol!?

Wang Yiyang's heart sank.

He had always assumed that the randomly obtained identity mission was the trouble mentioned in the hints.

But now it seemed...

He quickly scrolled up again, using his thoughts to check the identity mission from when he first obtained his initial hidden identity.

Soon, as he continued to scroll up, a line of old data appeared before him once again.

'Identity Mission: Resolve the impending trouble. (You may reasonably utilize your own powerful resources).'

'Mission Completion Reward: Obtain one random ability, talent, attribute, etc., from this identity.'

Seeing the explanation for the mission, Wang Yiyang suddenly understood.

"The first identity mission specified that 'resolving the trouble' was the mission. That makes it very clear. The identity mission and the trouble brought by the identity appear to be separate. Perhaps it was because it was my first time obtaining a hidden identity that there was an extra reward, merging the identity mission and the identity trouble into one..."

Once he figured this out, he immediately felt a headache coming on.

This meant he had to resolve two separate troubles related to his identities.

"I finally managed to break my alcohol addiction... and the matter with Mister hasn't been resolved yet..." Wang Yiyang turned his head to look out the car window.

Along the night lanes that flashed by at high speed, rows of bustling commercial buildings flickered with neon lights and billboards of various colors.

Stalls built with simple red tents were lined up in large numbers, occupying most of the space on the sidewalk.

These small shops were all selling late-night barbecue and stir-fried noodles. A large flow of people moved in and out among them.

The rich aroma of barbecue wafted through the air.

"Stop the car for a moment, get me an order of grilled lamb skewers, make them the spiciest you have," Wang Yiyang said suddenly.

"Understood, Boss," Jian replied promptly.

"Anyone else who wants some, sign up. It's on me. Eat as much as you like, but you only have twenty minutes," Wang Yiyang added.

"Thank you, Boss!" The three people in the car were delighted and quickly used their communicators to notify the other vehicles.

Soon, two burly men stepped out of the car to buy the barbecue on behalf of everyone.

Wang Yiyang waited in the car, and twenty minutes later, one of Jian's subordinates returned with a large bag of skewers and began distributing them.

The convoy was soon back on the road.

Wang Yiyang didn't mind the mess; he picked up the skewers and began eating them one by one right in his seat.

There was a small refrigerator in the car, and he took out several cans of chilled coconut milk, handing one to everyone inside.

Everyone dug into the barbecue with gusto, and the cabin was soon filled with the scent of grilled meat.

"Boss, would you like some spicy rice noodles from the next street over? The flavor is incredible, even better than this barbecue!" Jian mentioned in passing.

"..." Wang Yiyang gave him a cold glare. "Don't waste time."

"Uh... understood!" Jian nodded hurriedly.

"Bring me a box later, the spiciest kind," Wang Yiyang added, lowering his head to continue eating.

"Yes, Boss!"

A fine, drizzling rain slowly veiled the night sky over the West Suburbs.

Without the moonlight, the entire West Suburbs felt exceptionally dark and silent.

There had once been a large amusement park here, but after a financial dispute, it was intentionally set on fire, leading to over a dozen deaths.

The owner not only lost his fortune but saw his business plummet.

Later, the park changed hands several times, but every attempt to run it failed, resulting in miserable losses.

In the end, no one would touch it, and the final owner went completely bankrupt before jumping to his death.

The amusement park was abandoned as a result.

The Ferris wheel, the carousel, the roller coaster, the dilapidated haunted house, the bumper cars, and the bumper boats.

There were also rows of dollhouses that once made sounds on their own. Dolls lived inside, and whenever someone passed by, they would trigger an automatic mechanism, popping out and making noise to startle people.

But now, all the facilities were stained and grimy, and a portion of the amusement park's land had been converted into suburban villas.

Under the curtain of light rain, three black sedans slowly pulled up in front of one of the three-story villas.

The car doors opened quickly, and burly figures stepped out, opening their umbrellas.

Jian also held an umbrella over Wang Yiyang as he stepped out, his demeanor respectful.

Wang Yiyang exited the car and scanned the surroundings, immediately noticing the amusement park nearby.

"Is that the abandoned amusement park over there?"

"Yes, Boss. They say that place is a bit off; it's best not to go inside at night," Jian warned.

"Oh?" Wang Yiyang didn't press for details. He didn't intend to invite unnecessary trouble; his priority now was to see Zhong Can.

"How are the Experimental Martial Artist subjects from the Yanhu Sect doing? How is their recovery?"

He asked casually while walking toward the villa.

"They have recovered quite well. The few Limit Martial Artist subjects who had limbs severed previously needed time for their wounds to heal after receiving artificial prosthetics.

As for the other disabled martial artists, they are already able to move their new limbs quite freely, though they still need time before they can walk around, as their wounds haven't fully closed yet," Jian replied quickly.

With Lei Wei no longer trustworthy, he had gradually become Wang Yiyang's new assistant and bodyguard.

"That's good." Wang Yiyang nodded. He entered the villa and, guided by Jian, quickly arrived at the wall behind the staircase.

A floor-to-ceiling oil painting, taller than a man, hung on the snow-white wall, depicting angels and demons playing together.

Jian stepped forward and pushed the painting aside, revealing a hidden door in the wall behind it.

He unlocked the door with a key and led the way inside.

Wang Yiyang and the others followed closely, while the last three men stayed behind, turning to draw their guns and stand guard.

Descending the stairs behind the hidden door and rounding three flights of steps, the group arrived at a spacious underground hall.

The entire hall was made of simple concrete.

In the corners, four glass rooms had been partitioned off.

Each glass room was only three meters wide and long. A person was locked inside each one.

Zhong Can was in one of the glass rooms.

He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his expression calm and motionless. He wore a gray prison uniform and was unshaven, but his eyes remained bright.

Wang Yiyang took a pair of white gloves from a subordinate and put them on gently; this was to ensure he left no fingerprints or sweat behind when he eventually left.

Then he walked closer to Zhong Can.

A simple communicator was attached to the outside of the glass room.

The person beside him turned on the communicator, allowing Wang Yiyang's voice to be heard inside.

"Zhong Can, how have you been these past few days?" Wang Yiyang's tone was calm; there was no anger over his betrayal of his grandfather, nor any other negative emotions, just pure calmness.

"Not bad, I have food and drink. What do you want to say?" Zhong Can's eyes shifted, slowly looking toward where Wang Yiyang stood.

Even though it was one-way glass, he seemed to be able to see the outside from within.

Despite knowing that he was still suffering from unhealed injuries, Wang Yiyang's heart stirred slightly, and he stopped his approach.

According to tests and previous actual combat.

Zhong Can was able to fight against his grandfather Wang Xinlong and the other two senior disciples of the Yuekong Martial Arts Hall, Nicholas and Xiao Hong, all by himself. Later, he even fought two leaders of the Mantis organization alone.

According to the intelligence Wang Yiyang later gathered, the strength of those two Mantis leaders was at the Glimmer rank and the Bright Light rank, respectively.

What surprised Wang Yiyang was that his grandfather, Wang Xinlong, had actually once been at the Grand Justice rank, while the two representative disciples of the martial arts hall, Nicholas and Xiao Hong, were both at the Glimmer rank.

This small Yuekong Martial Arts Hall actually possessed one Grand Justice, one Bright Light, and two Glimmer ranks.

No wonder it could deter the entire martial arts scene of Yingxing City and even attract the covetous eyes of the Mantis.

"Your strength is already close to the Grand Justice rank, isn't it?" Wang Yiyang asked.

This was also what he wanted to know.

Zhong Can smiled.

"I wasn't before, but I am now."

Wang Yiyang understood instantly; the meaning of this sentence was that he wasn't before he was captured, but he had broken through during the days he was locked up.

After a moment of silence, Wang Yiyang spoke again.

"Do you want to get out?"

"What are the conditions?" Zhong Can was very clear that it was impossible for him to be released unconditionally.

"Serve me for ten years." Wang Yiyang did not make excessive demands.

Ten years was definitely enough. Ever since he acquired the identity of the hypnotist Finn and obtained the ability of Tasdak Symbol Hypnosis, he knew that his mysterious system would reach an unimaginable height in the future.

Not to mention ten years, he estimated that he would be able to easily suppress Zhong Can in just one year.

What's more, given what Zhong Can had done, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to execute him.