Chapter Forty-Nine: Two Speculations

Banco de Dados de Espíritos Malignos Caçador do Ártico 2534 words 2026-08-05 01:13:04

Seeing the suddenly appearing bus ticket, Cheng Fan’s reaction was rather subdued. After all, having just witnessed the myriad wonders within the cursed space, an extra ticket was hardly surprising anymore.

According to Cheng Fan’s understanding, the ticket had a dual significance. First, the literal meaning: since the curse designated the bus as the mode of transportation, the executor naturally needed a boarding pass—that is, the bus ticket itself.

The second meaning was that the ticket also functioned as the executor’s identification; otherwise, why would his personal information be printed on the back?

Yet there was something about it that caught Cheng Fan’s attention.

Executor of the Seventh Task Force in the Cursed Space.

“The Seventh Task Force…”

“Young Master, someone just arrived at my shop. Excuse me, I’ll have to attend to them.” With that, she cheerfully went to greet the customer.

In truth, it was nothing supernatural; it was merely a method she had seen inside the Ice Soul Pearl—an approach to deal with the treant tribe.

After confirming the coordinates, they took an unorthodox route, digging upward through the lowest level of the “Advance City”—the underground sixth floor where the SSS-level death row prisoners were held.

“Third Uncle, if there’s something you want to say, just say it.” Seeing Third Uncle Zhao Zhenduo hesitate, Zhao Fei suspected bad news.

Upon hearing that the Qin residence was besieged, Xu Dingwang immediately called all his servants to protect his sister. They acted swiftly to disperse the crowd, unaware of the true depth of the situation.

Lang felt a deeper realization that the Great Glutton Temple’s miracles were completely built upon countless corpses of demons and monsters. Though the data looked promising, the underlying production relations were grotesquely distorted—unsustainable and fragile.

“Nine hundred thousand taels.” Qin Yiming arrogantly shouted his price again. Every time Qin Yiming bid, Kang Shiyuan’s heart tightened with anxiety, fearing Fan Biao wouldn’t counterbid and that the auction would end without a sale.

It was akin to detonating a kidney inside a critically ill patient whose immune system was on the verge of collapse—survival was impossible.

“Where is Liu Jie? I don’t know; I didn’t see him earlier.” Chen Hanxi gently lowered her delicate wrist.

As the conversation went on, the others understood less and less. Terms like cement and glass were foreign to them; they simply listened along.

At first, the bloodstains were sparse, like scattered plum blossoms. Gradually, the stains grew larger and clustered, eventually becoming a horrifying sight—entire stretches of the road were dyed crimson.

---

It was like stepping on Aunt Zhao’s proudest and final bottom line. Having always rivaled the Hou Mansion’s steward in financial matters, Aunt Zhao’s resentment deepened with each passing day.

Madam Xu felt she had finally met her match. Before she even realized it, she had been unwittingly led astray by that pesky girl, Gu Lingling.

“I haven’t been here before! Maybe after this incident, the Vatican will ban us from entering, so while we still can, we should take a good look.” Yin Que retorted, making a fair point. Wanton destruction of ancient architecture in the Vatican was a severe crime, especially when done in large swaths.

Hai Chen recalled the scene of the transport plane flying into Dongjiang City. Bird species worldwide were growing larger and flying higher—perhaps this was why airlines dared not fly frequently anymore.

Though limited by ability to remain a security guard, at least he had served the shopping mall for many years; no merits, but certainly no lack of hard work.

Xiao Yao nodded and recounted the events at Disneyland that day, including the ensuing battle.

Dozens of tribe members glanced at the young man, suddenly gripped by fear. They felt as if the entire world around them was trembling.

Zhang Zhexue smiled warmly at Cuìhua’s happiness. Since arriving in this world, aside from the old Taoist Yunshan, Cuìhua had been his longest companion.

Just when he felt lost about the future, Xia Sang heard the faint rustle of footsteps behind him.

No one knew why they fought this war, nor if they still existed now. In short, everything remained an unsolved mystery.

The robots busily working nearby did not pause upon his arrival; order remained flawlessly maintained.

Every family has its troubles. Grandma Sun and Zhao Li were at a loss for words, creating a slightly awkward silence.

“Ah, that’s true. If they don’t do it, they don’t.” Huang Fengmei gave Sun a glance and sighed regretfully. Her son’s full-month banquet would surely attract many guests.

After Su Yingxue gave birth, few had seen the baby. Most relatives and friends had called to offer blessings but hadn’t laid eyes on the child.

The water boiled. From the adjacent white jade pot, he scooped a spoonful of tea leaves with a wooden ladle into a cup, poured two cups—one for himself, one placed opposite him—and gestured politely to the audience.

“Have you heard anything rare happening recently in L County?” the purple-faced man asked kindly.

After being corrupted by the “Extreme Cold Dragon Carp Bloodline,” the arm no longer resembled a human limb. Yet, Du Guce showed expressions of excitement, eagerness, and anticipation—obviously quite pleased.

---

Of course, the prince would grow up one day, and now he had. Because of Narumi, he was even more determined to give his all in this match.

At the transcendental level, he had truly entered the “Qi Refinement to Divine Transformation” realm—refining his body’s vitality while beginning to cultivate his soul.

Even though Xiong Maomao could single-handedly prepare a lavish feast, without ingredients, she was powerless.

“No! Kaina is too difficult to win over; every bit of goodwill is precious!” Lyle said seriously.

In the last second before his consciousness slipped into darkness, it roared. But the simple Agumon creatures couldn’t understand his meaning; they looked at him curiously, hoping for explanation.

Indeed, though the battle seemed evenly matched on the surface, both Taiyi and Saten Ruizi Hatsu Harusaki knew who truly held the advantage.

“Are you hungry too?” Shen Feng laughed upon seeing it pawing at the iron box and nodding its head; even the horse head swayed in time.

Then, fourteen top-tier kings simultaneously unleashed waves of multicolored spiritual energy, striking the giant stone at the center of the mountaintop.

Moths staying online was not good for him; moreover, they had wings. He needed to find a way to break those wings.

“Once this step is completed, the primary goal of saving lives will be achieved. Afterward, the task is to expand the victory, aiming to kill more and annihilate them entirely.”

Following the direction pointed out by the fragrant beast, the Jess beast cleaved through the obstructing “Sin Measure Silver Wheel,” revealing a violent scene where the Alpha beast shattered the “Canyon Sky Ladder” with a blow from the King Dragon Sword.

However, such spells did not align with his growth philosophy. Until he was certain he had reached his limit, he would not practice this type of magic.

The Zhao and Sun families were one matter, but the Wang family was different. She was the widow of the grand general: being merely titled “Madam” was one thing, but the grand general had sacrificed for the nation and held great military prestige. If one dared to disrespect her without proper backing today, well, the outcome would be a trip home to wash one’s neck—death was near.

“What??? Surgery?” As soon as those words were spoken, Sanlang stood up from the sofa, disbelief written all over his face as he looked at the scalpel. “Master Dao, this is no joke? Zhang Xiao really developed a drug that can cure cancer?”