The World Is Vast, and Nothing Is Too Strange

"Mr. Naichai, come here, what do you think of this device?"

In the southeast corner side hall where Baosheng Dadi was enshrined, Chu Tianshu shoved a camera, no bigger than half a palm, into Naichai's hand.

"This is our latest masterpiece in China; it can maintain low-quality video recording even in environments with Overflow Zone."

"In a normal environment, if someone nearby uses Mind Power or something similar, you will hardly be affected. If you find a good angle, you can even easily photograph the Spirit Body."

Naichai received it and a thought struck him.

The existence of paranormal events is now widely known globally.

Kingdom of Siam has a strong tradition of Buddhist and magical practices. Although there weren't many people with real skills in the past, people there are now very adept at accepting the truth of the world.

Naichai also has many channels to access supernatural abilities, but the fees are not cheap.

For example, the Buddhist amulet he wears around his neck has the effect of Evil-Warding, the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist also have protective power, and there is a vajra in his home.

However, they are all triggered passively.

This camera is very easy to operate, and if it can actually capture supernatural forces such as Spirit Body, it will be much more proactive.

Thinking of this, he raised the camera, took a few steps forward, and looked at the market outside through the camera lens.

"Goose!"

Naichai out a strange sound from his throat, abruptly moved the camera to his chest, and turned pale.

Although the market was generally peaceful, bargaining was inevitable when people were buying and selling.

When some people get a little carried away in their arguments, they inevitably start to display their cultivation and imposing manner.

Even if ordinary people sense their imposing presence, they would at most feel a little flustered, or experience sudden changes in temperature.

However, under the view of the specially designed camera, the appearance of these sorcerers would appear abnormal due to the operation of their own cultivation.

The monk who practiced the Contemplation of Impurity looked like a half-rotten skeleton, his mouth opening and closing, with white, sticky worms crawling on his face.

The sorcerer who practiced witchcraft had a face so pale it was almost inhuman, and red snakes were crawling out of his ears.

When a sorcerer who practices incantations becomes angry, his lower eyelids turn red and he appears malevolent, his tongue seems to be pulled out half a foot, and the severed tongue is still dripping blood.

Even a martial artist who practices boxing, when patted on the shoulder and suddenly turns around, suddenly exudes a fierce aura of golden eyes, tiger teeth, and half-tiger fur.

Naichai she had also been wandering around this market recently and browsing for some items, and her heart started pounding.

What exactly was he brushing past, or even haggling over, with back then?

"To capture the maximum number of clues in the case, the camera's sensitivity is set a bit too high."

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "If you're not used to it, you can turn it down a little."

Naichai's heart was still pounding, but he couldn't help but raise the camera and take a look.

At first glance it's scary, but upon closer inspection it's actually quite... quite amazing.

Well, let's ignore those monks who practice the Contemplation of Impurity.

Naichai hurriedly put down the camera, but after two seconds, he wanted to watch it again.

He suppressed the thought, "Mr. Chu, how much does this camera cost?"

"This one is for your work, but I can give you a discount and sell you one for personal use."

Chu Tianshu patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "This machine has a connection function that can directly connect to your superior in Bangkok and transmit the camera footage to the computer on the other side."

"Our observation team has always adhered to the principles of peaceful coexistence and seeking common ground while reserving differences. The small tasks we undertake are all aimed at better observing the local social landscape."

At this point, Chu Tianshu let out a long sigh.

"Sigh! But you know, this area isn't safe. If something unexpected happens, we might have to make some noise to protect ourselves."

Naichai it. "With this camera, we can preserve evidence to prove that your observation team did not actively engage in... any inappropriate behavior?"

As he said this, he felt a little uncertain.

Such a far-reaching warlock market was created with ease.

At that time, this observation team didn't intend to preserve any evidence.

Now you're actually giving him a camera so he can connect directly to Bangkok? What are you guys planning to do next?!

Naichai pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing, silently repeating to himself, "I'm just a tool, I'm just a tool..."

Anyway, Bangkok has already agreed to a direct connection, so any problems there are their problems, not mine.

"Ha ha!"

Chu Tianshu put his arm around Naichai's shoulder. "Brother, don't be nervous. If nothing goes wrong, your cameraman job will be much easier. Everyone's happy."

Naichai and secretly pondered.

So you've all calculated that the probability of nothing going wrong is only 1 in 10,000, right?

Yungu watched from behind, smiling as he transmitted his voice to Chu Tianshu and Chen Taozhi.

"You're being really polite now, going around in circles. Back in the Great Ming Dynasty, when we went out to do business, we only ever relied on force. Unless it escalated to the level of the two countries' courts, they wouldn't investigate too deeply anyway. They'd just let us soldiers have a piece of the action, and that would be the end of it..."

Chen Taozhi smiled, "So the Great Ming is gone."

"Our work now requires a pragmatic approach; we're firm when necessary, and we won't just push us, the people handling the tasks, to take the blame."

Chen Taozhi spoke with a hint of pride.

Chu Tianshu smiled as well.

The wisdom of the ancients has already clarified the principle of having a legitimate reason for attacking a country.

When getting things done in my hometown, the key is to have a strong fist and a solid moral compass; you have to grasp both aspects firmly.

With everything in place, all that's needed is the right opportunity to unleash our full potential.

"Taozhi, go and convey our plan to Cai Xinzhai."

Chu Tianshu transmitted his voice, "Tell that werewolf friend to be more active, offer more ideas, and gather enough evil sorcerers before attacking our market."

Chen Taozhi slightly and was about to walk out of the hall.

"Etc!"

Chu Tianshu called him back, walked to the entrance of the main hall, and looked outside.

The entire market remained bustling with activity.

However, a closer look reveals that the parking layout inside and outside the temple has changed in some areas.

Originally, not everyone parked in one place outside the temple, since the designated parking area was just too crowded.

People spontaneously formed a parking pattern with one area having many cars and several areas having fewer cars. In some places, the stalls were set up next to a few cars.

Now, parking patterns have become more dispersed.

There are actually fewer people setting up stalls at night than during the day, but with this adjustment to the parking system, it doesn't feel any less lively than during the day.

Chu Tianshu's gaze swept across the entire market, then turned to the distance. With a blink, his perspective shifted.

"This east wind has come a bit too fast. With such a small scale, is the leader really that confident?"

He muttered to himself, barely a whisper, "Alright, let's give it a try."

Yungu also walked to the entrance of the main hall, stepped on the threshold, stroked the stubble on his chin, and looked on with bright eyes.

An unusual aura has already infiltrated the market area.

This scent, in essence, is an odor that spreads incredibly quickly.

Almost instantly, even Yungu could smell the metallic odor of sulfur rushing into his nostrils and straight to his head.

It should be known that such Taboo master is surrounded by his own vital energy, and any external odor that comes into contact with him must be filtered and diluted.

Even so, Yungu frowned slightly.

All the sorcerers and boxers who were setting up stalls felt their noses go blank, and their entire lungs were filled with this strange smell.

The head is the most important of the six yang organs and the central hub of the five senses. Upon being hit by this smell, everyone abandoned covering their noses, and the scenery before them all felt extremely unfamiliar.

They subconsciously felt the urge to protect themselves, shrinking their bodies and preparing to strike, or forming hand seals and channeling their Mind Power.

But no one took anything from their stalls, and they didn't even use the magical artifacts or weapons they carried with them.

Even their personal weapons were subconsciously perceived as something unfamiliar and potentially dangerous.

Like sulfur saltpeter, it could ignite and explode at any time, so naturally, no one dared to touch it.

These stall owners, who themselves possessed considerable cultivation, instead distanced themselves from their stalls and their magical artifacts.

At the same time, dozens of figures had already rushed into the market area, ignoring the market outside the temple, and all went straight into the temple.

Only the best items inside the temple truly tempted them.

"There's actually such a martial art?!"

"Manipulating scents to mislead people's senses, making them feel alienated from their surroundings, and causing them to shrink back and protect themselves empty-handed?"

Yungu was greatly surprised.

This is practically a divine skill or secret technique specifically designed for robbery and theft.

The more precious the item, the greater the sense of unfamiliarity and risk it presents.

Even the most skilled fighters, in that instant, if they stray from what they want to protect, lose the initiative and become vulnerable to attack.

Startled, Yungu suddenly felt that the scent around him had become more than ten times stronger.

This grand hall felt utterly unfamiliar to him, and the primordial energy of heaven and earth, which he could control with ease, also created a strong sense of alienation.

A red and yellow figure suddenly enlarged and appeared in front of the hall, pressing down with a palm.

Aside from hands-on experience, people often rely solely on their eyes and ears to judge weight.

Use your eyes to observe volume, your ears to listen to the sounds of moving objects, and compare them with familiar things in your surroundings.

The red and yellow figure arrived incredibly fast; sound couldn't keep up with his speed.

The surrounding environment became extremely unfamiliar, making it difficult to serve as a control group.

Therefore, at that moment, Yungu actually felt the force of the opponent's pounce and palm strike.

It was as light as a fleeting ripple in a teacup, utterly insignificant.

But his fist suddenly landed on the other's palm, and all his strength burst forth at full speed.

There was once a master archer who could mistake a tiny louse for a cartwheel.

Marksmanship and archery have a great deal in common.

A skilled marksman can see even a tiny incense stick in a dark room as a bright red rock ball larger than a person, revealing every minute detail of its surface imperfections.

Yungu's kung fu is the crystallization of countless hammer blows, and it allows no shortcuts.

His judgment and response to the enemy did not depend on any senses at that moment.

Rather, it depends on the hard work and insights he gained throughout his life.

Bang!!!

Fists and palms collided.

Yungu suffered from the loss of being unable to mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth in that instant. His whole body bounced backward like a ball, almost crashing into the arms of the Baosheng Dadi statue.

Samar's red and yellow figure also faltered outside the hall, greatly surprised.

Before he was Taboo, he used the method of misleading people with scent to ambush and kill people with similar cultivation levels in India, and he was always successful.

Once he breaks through, this technique will be further Taboo, allowing him to create a temporary barrier between himself and the external energy, giving him a much greater advantage.

How come you only pushed that person back, without actually hurting them at all?!

Upon realizing this, Samar suddenly felt something was wrong and instinctively raised his hand to cover his face.

Thump!!!

A swinging punch landed on his palm. Although it was blocked, it still distorted his face and made him lose his balance.

With a deafening roar, Samar spun and rolled away like a giant windmill.

In the blink of an eye, he rolled almost all the way to the outer wall of the temple along the empty path in front of the main hall.

The movement was so violent that it was as if he had flipped over dozens of times in half a second.

So much so that when he stood up and looked up, his clothes were torn in several places, and his face was full of shock.

"Who are you?!"

The one who just hit him was a young man standing at the entrance of the hall.

When he initiated the scent induction, he applied the scent to the area at the entrance of the main hall to its fullest extent.

If Yungu couldn't mobilize his vital energy, the others would only be thinking about retreating and protecting themselves, and wouldn't have the slightest thought of making a move.

Therefore, although Samar saw the young man, he didn't take him seriously.

This time, the mistake was truly outrageous.

You don't recognize me?

Chu Tianshu was a little surprised and said, "You look like a human. You've cultivated to this level, yet you don't have a hobby of gathering intelligence? Don't you recognize my face?"

Samar always believed that appearances were too easy to change, and since he had achieved a minor level of cultivation, he had been able to identify people solely by their aura.

He had previously spied on the market several times, and had only sensed the presence of Yungu, the only Taboo; he had never expected there to be a second person there.

Actually, it's not entirely his fault.

Chu Tianshu rarely showed himself in the market. He cultivated the "Mountain Hermit's Sun-Boiling True Scripture," a technique that was extremely adaptable to the environment, so his aura was completely hidden in the surroundings.

During practice, even the interaction with radiation energy is perfectly balanced and there is no leakage.

It's not surprising that Samar couldn't sense his presence, but to still not recognize him upon seeing his face is simply a matter of limited perception.

While in India, Samar only cared about India affairs. As the "world's largest country," with its vast territory and the largest population, it naturally had countless things to attend to.

Once in the Golden Triangle, Samar only cared about things related to the Golden Triangle.

They were using information about ancient Christians from the Mystic Kingdom, yet they didn't even think to pay more attention to recent intelligence from the Mystic Kingdom.

"I see."

Samar, for reasons unknown, changed his expression in an instant, then suddenly realized what was happening and clasped his hands together.

"It seems that news of my breakthrough has already attracted the attention of too many people with ulterior motives."

"You came to the Golden Triangle and did all this, all to set up a plan to kill me. Good, good, good. You went to such lengths; no wonder I almost fell for your trap."

The more he explained, the more reasonable he felt, his aura surged, he regained his confidence, and his internal energy flowed more smoothly.

"But you lot still underestimated me!"

Inside the temple, Yungu stood on the statue's knees, intending to pounce, but upon seeing this, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"I feel like if the two of us ganged up on this kind of person, he'd actually get the better of us."

"Brother Chu, you should go first. Try to take him down within ten seconds."

Chu Tianshu stared at Samar and clicked his tongue.

Ten seconds? I can't wait that long!

(End of this chapter)