Beaten Again and Again

If it were just a torrential downpour outside the security center, the conditions would only be considered somewhat terrible.

The sound of reciting the "Grave Sutra" was drowned out by the rain, making it seem like the delusional behavior of a group of madmen trying to change their fate and get rich overnight.

But when the rocket launcher at the camp, which was more than 200 meters away from the guard center, exploded, everything suddenly went wrong.

The guard center building shook violently, many windows shattered in a short time, and the sound of the explosion was almost deafening.

Ning Que covered his nose, which was about to bleed, while Song Sijia, with remarkable composure, covered her head and shrank under the table. Jin Shixue only had time to pull away Wang Zimo and Min Ziyan, who were loudly reciting outside. Lin Qingyu was struck by something and fell to the ground with a scream.

The lights went out the instant of the explosion, and it became pitch black all around.

The impact of the explosion lasted only seven or eight seconds, but the sudden shock sent a chill down Ning Que's spine.

The guard center is not a place for children to play house; it is a military stronghold of Western Capital City. An explosion in such a place is obviously highly unusual.

Clearly, this explosion may have stemmed from some kind of conflict of interest.

Ning Que always wanted to see a higher level and step onto the grand stage of the Alliance States, but he found himself as insignificant as a blade of grass.

No matter how agile a body or how excellent a striking ability, these all belong to the realm of the physical body. Even if one can dodge a gunman's bullet, it is still a duel with another person. But under heavy military weapons, all beings are equal.

No Gene Fighting Technique could withstand such a massive explosion.

But Ning Que currently relies solely on Gene Fighting Technique.

In a modern society, it would be almost impossible for him to develop independently.

In the brief seconds following the explosion, Ning Que understood reality and realized how ridiculous his delusion of wanting to step onto the grand stage of the Scarlet Alliance State was.

He was insightful and understood everything, but felt that it was almost impossible to break through the class barrier on his own.

Ning Que's heart is filled with both anxiety and a sense of peace as he lets go of his obsessions.

Just as he was about to wait for the lights in the security center to be restored before going through the formalities to leave, a sudden thought struck him. He felt that what Song Sijia had taught him earlier seemed to have given him a strange feeling.

"the Unseen nature..."

Ning Que is insightful and aware of his own limitations. He has little interest in climbing the ranks, but he is genuinely interested in what Zhang Xuezhou is teaching him.

It must be said that even if Zhang Xuezhou did not devote himself to cultivating him, Ning Que still benefited from the wonderful use of the Realm Technique. Combined with his own sequence strength, he became outstanding among those of the same level.

Ning Que was extremely curious about the abilities brought about by the content provided by Zhang Xuezhou.

His heart stirred, and he couldn't help but murmur a few times, feeling that inexplicable feeling in his heart grow even stronger, as if something was drawing him in.

"Ms. Song, can you feel it?"

The earth-shaking sensation had subsided, and sporadic explosions and cracking sounds continued, but it was now clear that the risk had temporarily receded.

Seeing Song Sijia leap up in the dim emergency light, trying to leave, Ning Que couldn't help but speak quickly.

Among the many people, Song Sijia not only had a good relationship with Zhang Xuezhou, but Zhang Xuezhou also possessed extremely special abilities and even had the potential to fill Zhang Xuezhou's vacancy.

Seeing that Song Sijia ignored him and stomped away, Ning Que also stomped on the ground and lunged forward.

"Ms. Song..."

Ning Que stepped forward, caught up, grabbed, and then pulled.

The expected counterattack did not materialize. Instead, he grabbed and pulled Song Sijia tightly, rendering her unable to move.

Song Sijia, who seemed to be a master, was subdued in one move. Ning Que was somewhat puzzled, feeling that his opponent was weaker than he had imagined.

Ah~

Upon seeing Song Sijia scream in panic, Ning Que slapped her across the face.

"Ms. Song, Ms. Song, can you feel it?" Ning Que called out.

"I have absolutely no feelings for you. Let me go now. It's impossible to develop feelings in a place like this!"

Ning Que released his right hand from his mouth, and Song Sijia, who had come to her senses, started talking like a little chili pepper, making Ning Que's head shake.

"What I mean is, after experiencing this explosion, have you felt any special psychological changes?" Ning Que gestured and said, "Like the feeling of having loved ones calling out to you?"

"Family?"

Song Sijia glanced at the emergency light, struggled a bit more, and realized she couldn't break free from Ning Que's handcuffs for the time being, which quickly calmed her down.

"It's impossible for me to fall in love with you at first sight and become family with you, but we can become sworn brothers now," Song Sijia said quickly. "As long as you let me go, I'll treat you as a brother. Do you think that's okay?"

"I feel that the ability you've been teaching seems to have some incredible connection to the bronze tortoise statue from before!"

Song Sijia's mind went blank, but Ning Que didn't get bogged down in endless explanations. Instead, he used his right hand to hold Song Sijia tightly until he had made himself clear.

After hearing what Ning Que had said, Song Sijia finally snapped out of her panicked escape and understood exactly what he had said.

"Brother, I don't dare to mess with Committee Member Zhang right now," Song Sijia said quickly. "He's involved in big things; one slip and we're dead!"

"It is precisely because this is a major event that we need to participate and contribute what we can," Ning Que said solemnly.

"Right now, I just want to find a safe place to hide, and wait until everything settles down before I can finally leave!"

If everything were calm and peaceful, Song Sijia felt that contributing in advance wouldn't be a problem. But once she got caught up in the competition, Song Sijia could think about was finding a safe place to hide from the disaster.

She quickly rejected Ning Que's suggestion, and had no desire to continue reciting or playing the Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity" in such a place.

"Hey, hey, let me go!"

Song Sijia twisted her body a few times. This time, Ning Que didn't continue to clasp his hands behind his back, but he seemed a little disappointed. Then he turned to Jin Shixue and the others to ask questions.

"What an endearingly simple actor! You probably have no idea how resilient Zhang Xuezhou is, and how fragile ours are..."

Song Sijia kept muttering to herself, thinking that Ning Que was just an idiot.

Having followed Zhang Xuezhou in several major undertakings, Song Sijia would choose to team up with Zhang Xuezhou rather than Ning Que, and would never attempt to recreate the "Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity" scheme.

Unable to find Zhang Xuezhou, her best option was obviously to get away from all arms depots and then find shelter in a place where no rain would splash on her.

Song Sijia sprinted down the stairs in the dim light.

She leaped and bounded, descending the eight-story staircase as easily as if it were a straight line.

"Who?"

A familiar, deep voice came, followed by the sound of a gun being quickly aimed and pulled away. Song Sijia rolled over and quickly dodged.

She rolled several times in the stairwell until a cold gun was pressed against her head. Song Sijia didn't dare to breathe and quickly raised her hands.

"They didn't bring a gun!"

The feeling of a rough body search came over her, along with the familiar voice of the person leaving in disappointment. Song Sijia couldn't help but quickly raise her head.

"Father?"

"Um?"

In the dim light of the emergency lights, Song Bu'er looked like a person without a body; even his face was covered, with only his eyes visible.

Song Sijia couldn't be sure if this strange man was her father, but she recognized the gun in Song Bu'er's hand.

Few people could handle Song Bu'er 'Song Bu'er gun properly, which made it extremely strange and easy to identify.

Having not seen her father for months, Song Sijia never expected to be beaten up as soon as they met.

Hearing Song Bu'er's nonchalant response, Song Sijia knew very well that she had taken the beating for nothing, and if she wasn't mistaken, Song Bu'er had probably run out of bullets and was now running away for help after encountering an unstoppable situation.