Chapter 75

Continuous updates! Wishing everyone a great Year of the Monkey and a happy new year! Don't forget to vote and tip me. Hehe, if anyone still wants to buy the uncensored version of the god-level villain, please join the main character hunter reader group 201,325,407, where we offer special discounts. Li Meilin smiled and said, "We can't do big things, so we can only focus on these small details, checking and filling in the gaps. I prepared an extra one for you, using up all the white path reputation, and we won't be going back easily anyway."

Yanran suddenly shouted, "Mom, you're so biased! You actually prepared two for him? When I asked for an extra one, you said there was no money. What's going on?"

Li Meilin blushed instantly, "You brat, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

The mother and daughter bickered together.

Lin Qing took a look.

These two human skin masks, made by skilled craftsmen in the martial arts world, were truly flawless, feeling as if they were part of the skin when touched or worn. One was a disheveled middle-aged beggar, while the other was fair-skinned and refined.

Lin Qing stared at the refined human skin mask for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's wrong with this mask?"

Li Meilin thought there might be something wrong.

Lin Qing, unable to contain his joy, said, "Look, doesn't this mask resemble someone?"

Li Meilin looked closely and suddenly realized, "Now that you mention it, it does look a bit like that perverted surgeon! But it's a bit too pale."

"Not just a bit, it's almost identical!" Yanran added, "It's easy to fix the paleness. Just add a bit of color, and it will look exactly like the killer doctor! I can do it."

Lin Qing grinned, "This is truly heaven's way of helping me by sending you two down. Haha!"

Li Meilin敏锐地听出了言外之意，惊愕道：“你说什么？”

Lin Qing explained his plan to Li Meilin and her daughter.

Li Meilin's face turned pale, "Isn't this too dangerous? We have already escaped the control of the Hong Gang. We can settle down and develop slowly. Why take such a big risk to impersonate a Red Flower Double Stick killer? Besides, you only speculate that Marshal Tianpeng hasn't met the surgeon. What if he has? What if you get noticed?"

Lin Qing nodded, "I admit you have a point. But!"

He said solemnly, "In this space, the law of the jungle is the only rule. There's no such thing as minding your own business. The difference is just that big fish eat small fish, fast fish eat slow fish, and the quick get what they want, while the slow miss out. We entered the space late, and now it's like a feudal division with gang wars. If we don't take extraordinary measures to accelerate our development, we will eventually be forced into a desperate situation again! Have you thought about living in constant fear?"

Li Meilin and Yanran exchanged glances and shook their heads sadly.

Just in one world, they had already suffered enough.

In this world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," if not for Lin Qing's care, they couldn't imagine where they would be now.

Lin Qing smiled and said, "I promise to be careful and cautious. Don't worry."

Hearing this, the mother and daughter, who had already developed an immense trust in Lin Qing, could only nod.

But from Li Meilin's beautiful eyes, one could still see deep concern.

Lin Qing smiled and continued walking forward.

Since the three of them now had new identities, they naturally needed new accommodations.

Lin Qing made arrangements with the two women for a meeting place and contact information, and they parted ways before entering the city gate.

From now on, Lin Qing had to impersonate a Hong Gang Red Flower Double Stick killer and be extremely cautious. The Hong Gang was a tightly organized group, with a whole set of jargon for communication. If others saw him with two unfamiliar women, it would cause significant trouble for the three of them.

Lin Qing walked to a secluded side road. When he came out, he had transformed into a near-perfect replica of the surgeon. He even exchanged for a pair of glasses identical to the surgeon's, making it even harder for others to tell the difference.

Coincidentally, Lin Qing's height and build were about 70-80% similar to the surgeon's.

With his attire, Lin Qing was confident he wouldn't be seen through.

He walked steadily through the city gate.

As Li Meilin had predicted, there were indeed guards at the massive city gate.

Five men in uniform leather armor were standing arrogantly at the gate, checking every adventurer returning from the maze.

From their conversation, it was clear they were from the Southern Mountain Brotherhood.

Lin Qing walked over confidently. His appearance was so different from the wanted poster that he wasn't even checked.

Lin Qing walked straight through the chaotic and dirty streets, heading for the hotel in the center of the southern city.

The hotel, named "Westin Hotel," was a four-story building, the tallest in the shelter. The interior was luxuriously decorated, even featuring a bar and waiters, suggesting it was built to the standards of a six-star hotel in modern society.

Although it was clearly underfunded, it still stood out starkly against the low-rise buildings around it.

Lin Qing walked in steadily, looking for a black telephone booth.

He found it.

It was a very ordinary telephone booth. In this space city, there seemed to be a central generator and local power plants providing electricity, but only enough to cover the needs of the wealthiest 20% of adventurers. Due to the lack of scale and the difficulty of obtaining diesel, electricity was very expensive. Telephones existed but were only used by adventurers in their greatest need.

Lin Qing took a deep breath and approached the telephone booth.

The door of the telephone booth wouldn't open.

There was a special mark on the door, as if something could be inserted.

Lin Qing took out the Hong Gang's Red Flower Double Stick stamp and placed it lightly in the door's groove.

There was a crisp sound, and the stamp perfectly fit into the groove, quickly sinking in.

The door made a crisp sound and slowly opened.

Without looking up, Lin Qing opened the door as if he had done it countless times and entered the telephone booth.

He could feel that every move he made was being watched from the shadows.

Sure enough, the information from the hook was unreliable.

Lin Qing could even feel that the gaze was coming from a window in the hotel above, or even multiple windows.

As a tightly organized large gang, the Hong Gang's Red Flower Double Stick killers would naturally have strict surveillance of this secret location.

Lin Qing cursed inwardly, confirming that the hook's information from dubious sources was indeed unreliable. He was very grateful that he had followed Li Meilin's advice to disguise his appearance and build, making it hard to be recognized. Otherwise, he would already be on the run.

However, the next step was crucial.

Inside the telephone booth, there was a telephone and a machine similar to a vending machine with a large slot for inserting and retrieving items.

Lin Qing picked up the telephone.

A series of beeps sounded.

One second, three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.

Lin Qing felt as if an eternity had passed.

Finally, a voice, altered by a voice changer, came from the other end, "You're late. Doctor."

Lin Qing tightened his nerves, coldly snorted, and cursed, "Bullshit! Shit! Bastard! Crappy intelligence! The Red Sticks lost the wind, and 'Twelve Bottoms' lost five, leaving only me and an old Four-Niner to escape."

The breathing on the other end seemed to quicken, and the voice became darker, "Failed? How did it happen?"

"Intelligence was rotten," Lin Qing panted, looking bitter and resentful, "The six major sects still attacked Bright Peak, and we couldn't change the tide. The brothers were killed."

This was the prearranged story Lin Qing and KG had agreed upon. Only they knew the true course of events, and no one could pry the truth out of them.

The other end fell into a terrifying silence.

Finally, a cold, chilling voice said, "You know the consequences of failure..."

Lin Qing didn't let him finish.

He first lowered expectations and then played his trump card!

"Fortunately, I'm here," Lin Qing said with a smug smile, "The Red Flower Double Stick won't fall!"

The other end heard the dramatic turn and said coldly, "You got the map?"

"Yep!" Lin Qing said solemnly, "Here it is!"

He took out the [Secret Passage to Bright Peak] map from his pocket.

The breathing on the other end suddenly became heavy.

"Quick! Put it in!"

A transparent plastic drawer popped out from the bottom of the vending machine.

From the behavior of this powerful figure, who had single-line contact with the Red Flower Double Stick, Lin Qing understood even more clearly the importance of the hidden location map.

His breathing also quickened.

After all, he had three such maps in his possession!

If he could cash them all in, what benefits would he gain?

Lin Qing placed the [Secret Passage to Bright Peak] map, which he had already completed and was no longer useful, into the plastic drawer.

The drawer closed immediately.

After a full minute, the voice on the other end finally spoke.

"Very good!"

To emphasize, the voice repeated, "Very good! Very good!"

Lin Qing could tell that the deeply scheming Marshal Tianpeng was struggling to contain his excitement.

Perhaps realizing his loss of composure, Marshal Tianpeng calmed down and said, "Tell me how you got it. The detailed process."

Lin Qing had already thought of what to say. He embellished the story, nine parts true and one part false, recounting the origin of the map. He repeated the process KG had told him about how to obtain the [Secret Passage to Bright Peak] map.

Since this was the truth, the details were clear and logical, leaving no room for Marshal Tianpeng to doubt.

However, at a crucial point, Lin Qing altered the story, taking credit for obtaining the [Secret Passage to Bright Peak] map. Although this was unfair and greedy, neither the surviving KG nor the five who had died tragically would care.