Chapter 11: The Peculiar Youth

From start to finish, Chen Mo and Ning Xuan kept their distance, observing everything unfold. When Lin Feng finally made his move, Chen Mo was startled and quickly initiated a data scan.

[Lin Feng. Lv10]
[Warrior Apprentice, Mage Apprentice]
[HP: 1000]
[MP: 1000]
[Physical Attack: 50]
[Magic Power: 50]
[Combat Skill: Gale Slash – swings the greatsword to unleash a crescent-shaped gust of wind, reaching up to 50 meters.]

A genius! Unbelievable!

How could someone be both a warrior apprentice and a mage apprentice at the same time? This was beyond extraordinary! Not only that, but his health and mana were both at 1000, and his physical attack and magical power were both at 50—he truly embodied mastery of both martial and magical arts!

Chen Mo finally understood that he was not the only exceptional one. There were many others—peerless geniuses with their own miraculous fortunes. In the future, these prodigies could well become his rivals.

Yang Zheng glared fiercely at the black-clad troops behind him, their assault rifles trained on his back. He was unwilling to fall here, refusing to become a mere pawn of the state. He craved freedom, he thirsted for power!

Yet, faced with the cold armored vehicles and the dense array of gun barrels, Yang Zheng knew escape was nearly impossible today. A strange smile briefly flickered across his lips. Then, switching roles, he became an ordinary man. He clasped his hands behind his head, fell to his knees in the snow, and any trace of anger vanished from his face, replaced by a smile: “Sir, we were wrong! We accept punishment, just don’t shoot!”

Seeing their leader give in, the others immediately switched roles as well, becoming ordinary people and kneeling in the snow.

All of this was witnessed by Chen Mo, whose mental strength reached an impressive 100.

“This Yang Zheng is no simple man. He may become a serious threat,” Chen Mo muttered to himself.

Yang Zheng’s face was written with ambition, yet he could swallow his pride and kneel. Such a figure was the most terrifying of schemers.

Lin Feng waved his hand. “Take them all away!”

“Yes, sir!”

Soon, ten trucks arrived to load the participants in the conflict.

Lin Feng glanced at the corpses on the ground and spoke to his adjutant: “See to the cleanup. Then report to superiors that Evolution Sphere No. 0143 in Star City is secure.”

Ding-ling-ling—

In the snow, from the body whose throat had been slit by the Gale Slash, a firefly-like speck of light floated from the brain, emitting a faint white glow.

A Quantum Seed!

Chen Mo’s eyes lit up.

At last, the morning’s wait had not been in vain! He whispered, “Sister, stay hidden here. Don’t come out. Your brother has something to do!”

“No, Brother! I’m scared!” Ning Xuan clung tightly to Chen Mo’s sleeve, refusing to let go.

Chen Mo smiled easily. “Trust me, little sister. I’ll be fine! Later, I’ll take my adorable Ning Xuan to see the world!”

“Okay!” Ning Xuan reluctantly let go. “Brother, come back quickly!”

Wrapped in a tattered cotton coat, Chen Mo braved the falling snow and approached the corpse.

“Stop! This is a restricted area. No one is allowed near!” Lin Feng’s voice was icy.

The emotions Chen Mo had been brewing burst forth like a breached dam: “Brother! Brother! Brother!!”

He wailed, crying like a child weighing three hundred pounds, his performance so convincing that he tripped and fell into the snow, then crawled toward the corpse, hand over hand!

Whether moved by Chen Mo’s heartfelt performance or simply judging him harmless, Lin Feng signaled his men to lower their weapons. He stepped forward to comfort him: “Is this your brother?”

“Uhh…yes…yes…waaah!” Chen Mo’s sobbing was so intense that snot nearly reached his lips, making his words barely intelligible.

How moving, how touching!

Lin Feng felt a twinge of guilt. After all, he was the one who had killed the man, even if it was in the line of duty.

“I’m sorry, young man. Your brother trespassed into a restricted area and was executed. My condolences.”

Chen Mo stretched out his hand as if unwilling to part with his brother, but in reality, he was grabbing the Quantum Seed from the corpse. The Quantum Seed trembled in terror in his palm as his hand shook uncontrollably.

To the onlookers, it seemed his hand was trembling with grief and rage. The scene moved several black-clad soldiers to tears.

Whoosh!

The Quantum Seed, unable to escape Chen Mo’s grasp, traveled up his arm, then to his neck, and finally to his brain.

[Quantum Seed +1]
[First Quantum Seed Component (2/10)]
Quantum Seed data acquired.

[Wang Hao; Game ID: Little Prince]
[Mage Apprentice]
[Constitution: 5]
[Mental Power: 20]
[Skill: Fireball – conjures flame to attack a single enemy]
[Dungeon Record: 100 meters]

All of Wang Hao’s Quantum Seed data was absorbed by Chen Mo, granting him direct inheritance of Wang Hao’s abilities: Mage Apprentice, Fireball.

From the data, Chen Mo also learned Wang Hao’s family’s phone number. Since he had taken something from another, he could not simply walk away. The performance must be carried through to the end.

“Officer, sob… I… I don’t have my phone with me. Could you notify my family? The number is 199XXXXXXX.”

Lin Feng nodded and instructed his adjutant to make the call.

Chen Mo then excused himself, claiming he needed to use the restroom.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, finding it odd that someone whose own brother had just died could still think of using the bathroom. But nature calls, and perhaps it was due to overwhelming grief.

Staggering and feigning heartbreak, Chen Mo made his way toward the supermarket.

Once inside and certain he wasn’t being followed, he slipped out the side door, circled around to where his sister was waiting, grabbed her hand, and gasped, “Quickly! Sister, let’s go!”

Ning Xuan, confused but trusting, followed without question. As long as it was her brother leading, she would obey.

Hand in hand, the two soon vanished into the swirling snow.

Elsewhere, Wang Hao’s family arrived, wailing in grief.

Lin Feng felt something was off. Why had the dead man's brother been in the restroom so long without returning? For some reason, he’d had a strange feeling about that young man from the start.

He asked Wang Hao’s family, “Do you have any other children?”

Through their sobs, Wang Hao’s family replied, “He was our only one! You murderers! You killed my child! I’ll sue you! I’ll sue you!”

Lin Feng paid no heed to their curses, but when he heard that Wang Hao was their only child, his expression finally changed!

That boy—he had tricked him! But why? Why did he want to approach the corpse? Suspicious, very suspicious!

Lin Feng’s voice grew cold. “Jiang Ye!”

Jiang Ye, his adjutant at his side, straightened. “Yes, sir!”

“Find him for me! Use any means necessary—track down that boy who was sobbing just now!”

“Yes, sir!”