Chapter 779: Chapter 3: Hypnotic Dreams, The Person Behind the Scenes (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
"Don’t scream!"
The shrill and grating scream seemed to have no effect on Xu Shu.
He remained almost entirely undisturbed as he pressed down on Sister Qiangwei’s chin and laid it effortlessly on the desk.
Crack!
Sister Qiangwei’s delicate brain burst open on the pristine boss’s desk, her entire head blown to pieces.
"So weak?"
Xu Shu was slightly surprised.
For two Second-order Transcendents, there were significant differences in strength, and the gap seemed quite substantial.
With just a few simple movements, this Third Chief of Jin Baoshan and her subordinates were completely annihilated.
After doing all of this, Xu Shu turned towards the three sobbing girls on the ground and casually asked, "Do you need help being untied?"
Although he thought there was a good chance they were kidnapped, he still intuitively asked.
What if they were there willingly?
Even in a rescue, one must ask for the other’s consent. If you ask me for help, then I will assist.
It was a matter of politeness.
Uh...
Politeness...
Xu Shu’s gaze fell on Sister Qiangwei, with her head blown open, on the mangled thugs littering the floor, on the firmly closed door, and suddenly a question rose in his mind.
"Something’s not right... Why did I enter today without knocking?"
"This is too impolite; this isn’t my style of doing things..."
The more Xu Shu thought about it, the more it felt off, and his facial expression gradually stiffened.
As his suspicion grew, the air around him vibrated as if boiling water.
Underneath his fist, Sister Qiangwei’s face suddenly shattered.
The shattering wasn’t like flesh falling apart but more like a broken mirror, causing a ripple effect.
It spread to the desk, the floor, and then the air, the walls!
Splash!
In an instant, everything around disintegrated into countless tiny particles.
Xu Shu’s vision blurred fiercely, and he felt slightly dizzy. When his vision returned, he was facing a tightly shut room door.
"Ha, I knew there was a problem!"
Xu Shu cautiously looked around and found himself still standing in the corridor, in front of the third room’s door.
Not far away, outside the glass door of the second-floor lobby, those five security personnel were still gathered around the table, playing cards, smoking, and having a boisterous time.
Everything was the same as it was before he had entered.
"This..."
So was everything that happened just now an illusion?
No, not a mere illusion... more like being dragged into a dream, constructing the relevant scene.
When did it start? From the moment my hand touched this door?
Hmm, in the just-past "dream," some of my negative emotions were slightly amplified, becoming quite impulsive, quite irrational.
For instance, upon discovering their human trafficking, the better option would obviously be to reveal my identity as a Second-order Transcendent right away.
There wouldn’t have been any fight at all; they would probably have given me some face, and if I wanted to save people, I could simply spend some money to take them away. There was absolutely no need for violence.
When one has the strength, showing the fist early on, displaying one’s identity, clearly facilitates the task at hand!
If the goal is to do something secretive, then hiding one’s power, or even pretending to be an ordinary person with no strength, would indeed be normal.
But I came to buy tickets, not for a private undercover visit, an inspection of public sentiment, or a clampdown on illicit activities!
Having reached the turf of these gangs, why should I continue to conceal my power? Isn’t that just making trouble for myself?
This choice is clearly problematic... Yes, it must be them intentionally guiding me, forcing me to fight them in a dream?
Interesting, what kind of ability can interfere with me in a dream?
It can’t be Impermanence; the abilities of Impermanence tend more towards controlling spirits and manipulating the living dead. This sort of dream state is like hypnotic powers, similar to a psychiatrist or something...
But what’s their purpose in doing this?
Showing me their hand upon meeting—is this a show of force, a warning shot?
That doesn’t make sense... Even if Jin Baoshan is a local tyrant, accustomed to bullying others, they have no reason to inexplicably clash with an unknown Transcendent like me, right?
It goes against human instincts of seeking benefits and avoiding harm; offending me does them no good, so why act this way? Just to bully me, an ’outsider’?
Ridiculous! If they were so brazenly reckless, this gang would have hit a snag long ago and been uprooted entirely!
Moreover, if they truly wanted to test me, why didn’t they just take action directly a moment ago, instead of going through such a convoluted play?
...
Xu Shu stroked his chin, a rapid succession of guesses flickering through his mind, feeling somewhat uncertain about the intentions of the two other Transcendents inside.
The more he thought about it, the more things seemed off, and it all just didn’t quite fit the actions a normal human Transcendent would take.
It felt like there was a trap...
His eyes whirled, not retreating but instead reached out to the door, bending his index finger slightly before flicking it, knocking on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
The loud sound of knocking echoed, with no response from inside.
At this point, most people might tentatively try the doorknob.
But Xu Shu did not.
With the force of his powerful fingertip, he quietly punched a finger-sized hole right through the solid wooden door.
Peering through the hole, his pupils contracted suddenly.
All he saw was red!
Inside, the room was in disarray, strewn with corpses.