Chapter 6

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‘Imagination?’ Wang Dong muttered, then with the thought of ‘I want to talk to Aisibei,’ he sent his words over: [Aisibei, can you hear me?]

[Oh! You’re quite perceptive!] Aisibei’s voice came through, tinged with surprise. Wang Dong could almost imagine Aisibei crossing her arms over her chest and nodding her head in satisfaction, like a little adult.

Just as Wang Dong and Aisibei were conversing, several figures darted up from the side of the building—this was not a small platform by the roadside, but the top of a high-rise.

Wang Dong’s lips twitched slightly. From the ease with which these people had made it to the rooftop—regardless of the method—they were clearly not ordinary people.

When the group reached the rooftop, they saw a young man holding a long blade and a scene that clearly indicated a fierce battle had taken place.

The two groups stood facing each other in silence. After a moment, a man in his twenties with a square face slowly raised his hands and walked toward Wang Dong, his expression unchanged. "Please believe I have no hostile intentions toward you."

Wang Dong narrowed his eyes. If this had happened before today, he might have thought that the man with his hands raised and the other holding a long blade, the latter clearly had the advantage.

But after tonight’s events, Wang Dong no longer believed that in this “non-scientific” world, weapons would give one side an absolute advantage.

"Stop!" Wang Dong suddenly said. His voice made the square-faced man pause, then he nodded. "Alright, I’ll stop."

"Who are you?" Wang Dong quickly scanned the group in front of him:

The one in front was the square-faced man who had raised his hands, standing between Wang Dong and the others. Behind him were four people in a line:

A woman with black curly hair, average in appearance, wearing rimless glasses. She was pushing her glasses up, looking at Wang Dong with curiosity... and his blade.

A short-haired young man, probably the youngest of the five, with one hand in his pocket, staring at Wang Dong warily.

A tall, muscular man, about 1.9 meters tall, with arms thicker than Wang Dong’s thighs, a clear sign of his strength.

The last was a thin man, expressionless, staring at a computer screen and typing intently.

"Uh, how to say this..." The square-faced man scratched his head, looking a bit troubled.

"If there are any confidentiality issues, it’s fine." Wang Dong knew that the more you knew, the more trouble you could get into. Seeing the square-faced man’s troubled expression, various scenes from novels flashed through his mind:

"Once you know our organization’s name, you must join."

"Want to know our organization’s name? Then sign this contract."

"Name? You’ll know once you join."

"No, no." The square-faced man awkwardly touched his nose, then turned and said, "Hey, Li Wen, what’s the name?"

"Thanks for asking." Li Wen, the thin man with the expressionless face, looked up from his computer screen, the light reflecting off his glasses in a way that made one shiver.

"Uh, did it change again?" The square-faced man’s eyes twitched, and he said with a grimace, "What is it this time?"

"The Love Group for Saving the World." Li Wen said expressionlessly, causing his four companions to freeze in shock.

"..." Wang Dong blinked, then looked at the square-faced man with a hint of pity, having deduced something from their conversation.

"Cough, as you heard, our... Love..." The square-faced man seemed to have trouble saying it, opening and closing his mouth several times before gritting his teeth. "We are the Love Group for Saving the World..."

However, the moment he said the organization’s name and looked at Wang Dong, he burst into tears—because he saw the pity in Wang Dong’s eyes.

"It’s not like I chose the name. Go talk to Old Wang." The square-faced man turned away, tears streaming down his face, adopting a stoic demeanor.

"It’s just a name... Is it really that bad..." Wang Dong rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit helpless. But he could guess that this was the square-faced man’s way of showing his “harmlessness.”

Otherwise, a simple “secret” would have been enough to dismiss Wang Dong.

"Alright, can you tell me what you want?" Wang Dong sighed, then asked the square-faced man, who was looking at the short-haired young man and saying, "What kind of onion is this, seriously?"

"Uh..." The square-faced man looked at Wang Dong in surprise. As someone who had been through it, he knew that the characteristic of a newcomer—constantly absorbing energy from the surroundings after evolving from an ordinary person to a non-ordinary person—was evident around Wang Dong.

This transformation was not like the external changes Aisibei had given Wang Dong after the inheritance, but more like a process of... purifying and strengthening the body.

After all, the phrase “a small man’s success” was not designed only for small people. Whether someone was successful or frustrated in society, discovering they had extraordinary abilities would often make them a bit arrogant.

The square-faced man had seen many people, but only a handful, including Wang Dong, could remain so calm after gaining power—many others became arrogant and often didn’t last past the next day.

"May I ask, who was the person you were fighting here?" The square-faced man looked at Wang Dong with a serious expression.

"Uh..." Wang Dong hesitated, then asked Aisibei internally: [Should I tell the truth?]

[Go ahead.] Aisibei’s indifferent voice echoed in Wang Dong’s mind. [They seem to be law enforcers in your country. Don’t worry, they won’t harm you.]

"The situation is like this. A person claiming to be a two-star demon hunter..." Under Aisibei’s “guidance,” Wang Dong modified the story of the night’s events.

In this story, Wang Dong portrayed himself as a “lucky one” who received the power from a four-star demon hunter who didn’t want his inheritance to fall into the wrong hands.

"Phew, I see..." The square-faced man let out a sigh. As the saying goes, a true lie is not 100% a lie but a mix of truth and lies, making it hard to distinguish.

Wang Dong’s story was not far-fetched, as many people had the mindset of “if you kill me and take my XX, I’ll destroy it so you can’t have it.”

It was also possible that Wang Dong had helped the four-star demon hunter without knowing the full story.

"Since that’s the case, allow me to introduce myself in detail." The square-faced man pursed his lips, then said loudly, "My name is Zhao Zhe, and I am from the Zhao family in the Hun Tian Sect."

"Wait, are you telling me there are eight major families, four hidden families, and several ancient forces or something?" Wang Dong’s lips twitched.

"..." Zhao Zhe’s lips twitched. "You’re overthinking it. There are only four major forces in China. Further details are not my responsibility. To the point, would you be willing to meet our... leader?"

[Aisibei, is this really okay? Meeting the super boss right away? ] Wang Dong swallowed, asking.

[What are you afraid of? No one can harm you.] Aisibei said confidently. After signing the inheritance with Wang Dong, a small part of her lost abilities had returned.

"Alright." Hearing Aisibei’s words, Wang Dong nodded seriously. If Aisibei said it was fine, what was there to fear?

"Then let’s not waste time. Let’s go." Zhao Zhe nodded and turned to his four teammates. "Qian Lili and Li Wen, you two investigate the scene. Zhao Jun and Sun Yu, come with me."

"Yes!" Qian Lili and Li Wen nodded and began collecting samples, while Zhao Zhe, Zhao Jun, and Sun Yu led Wang Dong down the stairs.

"Damn..." Wang Dong’s lips twitched as he looked at the small car in front of him. "Shouldn’t it be a limousine or something? Why..."

"Having this is already good. We’re just low-level employees, we don’t get such good benefits." Zhao Zhe muttered, then opened the door of the used Auto, looking at Wang Dong seriously. "Don’t underestimate it. Its brother is an Audi."

‘...And I’m Di迦 (Diga).’ Wang Dong looked up at the sky, speechless. Was this unreliable organization really okay?

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