Feng Mu did not conduct this insane experiment; it was too horrific for the dried corpses.

The main thing was, the scene was too wicked, he wasn't in the mind or had the time to silence everyone present.

He wasn't a completely heartless villain; he merely wanted to retrieve the Black Core that had been forcefully bought and sold away by others. The killings he committed today weren't entirely his fault, at least a great deal of blame should be put on those black market merchants, number 2 faced gang.

[Frenzy Blood] was filled by [Feast], the violence in Feng Mu's heart was expelled, and after sucking one person's blood, the emptiness of blood thirst was alleviated.

Feng Mu once again found his falseness, ah peh, it's the pure good-natured love for peace.

"I cannot let down these deceased people; I must retrieve my Black Core."

Feng Mu sighed and, following the coordinates in his mind, charged towards the building.

His own blood was the best locator.

Without any delay, Feng Mu entered the bedroom; along the way, he bumped into a few Chief Constables with broken legs crawling up the stairs, he kindly leaped over them.

Several Chief Constables were nearly scared to death on the spot, rolling down the stairs.

He opened the wardrobe, wrist bones slicing through the secret compartment wall, and Feng Mu retrieved his Black Core and handbag.

He swore, he only wanted to take away his Black Core, he didn't know how the handbag just mysteriously got stuck to his hand.

Perhaps, those seemingly "healthy adult" Big Black Cores in the suitcase weren't assured of these "scrawny and skinny" Little Black Cores, desperately clung onto him~

"Strange, not the quantity I anticipated to fill the cabinet, but the size is exceptionally large."

"Where did it go wrong? Can a normal Black Core be this large?"

"Could it be that, like my [Feast], Black Cores can also devour each other?"

"But anyway, the smell of the Big Black Core in the suitcase is hundreds of times stronger than the Little Black Core, it's really tempting to eat them right on the spot."

Filled with doubt and desire, Feng Mu grasped the suitcase in one hand and the handbag in the other, sprinting downstairs.

Downstairs, those who had their heads tucked under their butts earlier were all gone, the severely injured and crippled Chief Constables were too busy to care, tacitly lowering their heads, not looking at the masked monster about to leave.

Except...

Feng Ju woke up from unconsciousness, seemingly all ribs in his chest were broken.

Having fainted and missed the climax, he was now unquestionably the most fearless Chief Constable on the scene. He endured great pain and climbed up from the ground.

Once he got up, the first sight that greeted his eyes was again that eerie mask.

Feng Ju: "???"

Why does this scene feel so familiar, could it be, time has reversed, or I never fainted at all?

"I'm going to stop him, everyone shoot and kill him."

Feng Ju shouted angrily, standing squarely in front of the mask, without a gun or knife in hand, he half-crouched, arms embracing as he lunged towards the mask.

From fainting to waking up, time had broken for Feng Ju, as soon as he opened his eyes the mask was all he saw, he didn't even realize there was no second person standing except him and the mask.

His fierce desire for progress screamed out, did not summon gunfire, his only response was a deathly silence.

"Why must you get up again, wouldn't it be better to lie there and play dead, do you have to force me to kill my own father to prove my worth?" Feng Mu's heart was ice cold.

Feng Mu holding the items in both hands, the pupils under the mask slightly contracted, as he took steps to dodge, left shoulder suddenly protruded several bone thorns.

Sharp and hideous, exuding a chilling and wicked aura.

"Bones growing out from the flesh, what kind of monstrosity is this?"

Feng Ju's feet froze, his mind went blank momentarily, and then he felt the shoulder being stabbed, followed by a huge force, his whole body once again soared into the air.

The sprayed blood soared together, splattered on his face, then he heavily fell back to the ground, a jagged fracture, as if bitten by a wild beast, shoulder rotating, crashing into his chest.

"My shoulder's been torn off, I've become a cripple?"

The cracked ribs emitted a crisp sound, Feng Ju spat out a mouthful of blood urgently, and his vision went black again, losing consciousness completely.

"Ay, why did you insist on blocking me?"

"Just like you said, someone without the capability still stubbornly wants to progress, would only harm themselves."

"Fortunately, I wasn't stopped by you, otherwise, Feng Ju you'd be the death of your entire family, no, everyone in our community would be wiped out~"

In the end moments, Feng Mu still held back, not because he had feelings for Feng Ju, but thinking about Wang Xiuli waiting anxiously outside all night.

He may not care about Feng Ju, but Wang Xiuli's feelings for him were genuine; Feng Mu wasn't completely heartless, and felt pity for Wang Xiuli in his heart.

Forget it~

Let Feng Ju live, but turn him into the cripple he's always looked down upon, kept at home.

Of course, that's from Feng Mu's perspective. As for Feng Ju, this might be worse than killing him outright.

"Ah, I'm a person who can't accept even a bit of kindness from others, too merciful. I'm at a disadvantage being a villain, must change this in the future." Feng Mu thought.

40 minutes later.

Feng Mu stealthily appeared inside the abandoned bridge cave, which had partially collapsed due to years of disrepair, making scavengers and vagrants unwilling to live there.

Feng Mu surveyed the area without seeing a single figure, cautiously stepping into the cave, and soon emerged carrying two suitcases.

These two suitcases were hidden inside by Ma Wei as he instructed.

The suitcases had no password; Feng Mu opened them by pressing the latch, one filled with unmarked bills, the other containing 50 gold bars of Small Yellow Croaker and two secret books.

One suitcase had 1.5 million in bills, the 50 Small Yellow Croaker gold bars were roughly valued at 1 million, and the two secret books, one third-grade and one second-grade, valued together at 300k.

Therefore, the suitcases amounted to a total of 2.8 million extorted from Ma Bin.

Equivalent to saving a salary without eating or drinking for 70 years in the incineration plant.

Indeed, in any world, once people stray from the right path, money starts pouring into the wallet like a sticky plaster.

Feng Mu looked down at the three suitcases, calculating in his mind: "Got the money, got the secret books, got the upgrade materials, now just need to get away, find a safe place to hide and develop."

The people in the Old and Run-down Community are all dead, the courier sent by [Destiny] surely didn't escape, the best scenario is all dead, then he doesn't need to escape.

The worst scenario is being captured alive, even giving a statement at night, revealing the recipient's information.

Two probabilities, fifty-fifty.

But when it comes to life and death, to Feng Mu, there are only zeros and ones, to be cautious, he decided to flee as soon as he got the goods, not necessarily out of Zone 9, at least away from the city.

He planned the route last week: first leaving West City, then heading north all the way, through the Suburban Forest, there's a small town that can serve as a stopover, first settle there and gather information.

If there's no problem, then return, if there is an issue, then plunge further north into the Scavenger Zone, and if not possible, penetrate deeper into the Relic Area.

Bzzz——

The phone vibrated, a message from Ma Bin, and it's a multimedia message.

Text: Sorry for the unexpected situation, didn't have the chance to notify you, Boss Zheng I've dealt with, but deliberately left him breath so according to the agreement, the last stab is saved for you, meet here in 2 hours at this location xxxxxxxx.

Image: Zheng Si with a face full of dirty blood, tied to a chair, head drooping and looking like he's about to pass out.jpg

Feng Mu glanced at the multimedia message and sighed inwardly: "Ma Bin is truly pretentious, obviously afraid I'd cause trouble, intentionally didn't notify me."

"Haha—, agreeing beforehand to give me money as blackmail was just our unspoken understanding, yet you explained it so nicely."

"Even specially leaving him breath for me?"

Feng Mu laughed coldly in his mind, if he was truly avenging Wang Wei, he might have impulsively gone to the appointment.

But alas, Feng Mu is not hypocritical, he's full of lies, he doesn't even know who Wang Wei is~

——I didn't strike, no need to steal your kill, you handle it

Editing SMS...

The message was not yet finished editing, and another text arrived, directly sent to his own phone number.

——Encrypted SMS.

Feng Mu hesitated for a moment, the sender's location had no number, only a note indicating: This message is untraceable and cannot be monitored, will self-destruct in 1 minute after reading.

SMS content: Deep diver of Destiny, your offline activation is complete, please arrive at the secret contact point xxxxxxx within 1 hour for reception, receiving cryptic message — my face is not my face!

Feng Mu's pupils almost shrunk to a pinpoint, his facial expression gradually turned bizarre.

No wonder, the location Ma Bin agreed to meet and the secret contact point in the encrypted message showed exactly the same address, only the agreed time differed by 1 hour.

At the same moment, a prompt silently popped up on Feng Mu's retina.

[1% inheritance level reward has reached, please promptly find your courier to receive, wishing you a pleasant game!]

Feng Mu: "???"

Feng Mu: "…."

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