Chapter 312: Pick a Good One

Chapter 312: Chapter 312: Pick a Good One

At some point, a large number of Human-faced Crows had gathered in the trees around the villa.

They had been drawn by the sounds of battle and witnessed the entire process. After Gray Rat’s Card was snatched away by an Alien Species and Ye Zheng lost his target, once everything had calmed down—three to five of the Human-faced Crows flapped their short wings and sped off toward the suburbs.

...

A silent highway.

Feng Ling pushed her electric scooter, its battery completely drained, as she walked slowly forward.

Huangfu Miaomiao followed behind, sighing. "How much farther do we have to walk..."

"Not much farther. The map says there’s a charging station about five hundred meters ahead," Feng Ling said.

Huangfu Miaomiao whined mournfully, "If only we could find a taxi... If not a taxi, any car that could give us a ride would be fine."

Feng Ling scoffed. "You wish. It’s curfew. There’s no way a car would be passing through here..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a beam of light appeared ahead.

Feng Ling froze, squinting into the distance. Blinding headlights illuminated the road as the roar of an engine rapidly approached. The car was moving extremely fast.

"Well, that was a quick jinx," Feng Ling muttered, pulling the scooter further to the side of the road.

Several cars sped past her and Huangfu Miaomiao like lightning!

In the lead was a patrol car from the Inspection Bureau, followed by two small refrigerated transport trucks. Unaware of what emergency had occurred, the vehicles tore down the road, not noticing Feng Ling on the roadside.

Huangfu Miaomiao said in surprise, "Feng Ling, look! Those cars are headed for the incinerator plant!"

"I see them..." Feng Ling said, watching the retreating taillights. "In the middle of the night, they’re either delivering something or taking something out."

Huangfu Miaomiao clicked her tongue. "Two refrigerated trucks. How many bodies could they be holding?"

Feng Ling figured something must have happened in the city, and it wasn’t a small incident. Otherwise, there was no reason for Bai Lu to suddenly dispatch vehicles to the incinerator plant.

She took out her phone and tried calling the twins again, but still, no one answered.

Just as she was hesitating over whether to call Bai Lu directly, she sensed several Human-faced Crows flying toward her.

They were still far away, so the information they transmitted was vague, like someone shouting "Something’s happened! Something’s happened!" from a distance without being able to explain the details.

"Ah, it’s Little Third!" Huangfu Miaomiao also spotted the Human-faced Crows and pointed to the sky.

A few dark silhouettes flapped their way through the night sky, landing one by one on Feng Ling’s shoulders. They were still spouting their usual routine: wanting money, food, beauty, and power.

Huangfu Miaomiao couldn’t understand them and anxiously asked Feng Ling, "What did they find?"

Feng Ling’s brow furrowed slightly, her expression turning grim.

"The twins went to a villa. The owner was an Alien Species. The entire Inspection Bureau team was wiped out."

Huangfu Miaomiao’s face changed. "...Wiped out?!"

"Luckily, Ye Zheng got there in time, or Bai Lu wouldn’t have made it out alive either." Feng Ling’s frown deepened. "And the Alien Species had an accomplice who escaped right under Zhengzheng’s nose."

Huangfu Miaomiao found it hard to believe.

She had seen Ye Zheng and Feng Ling fight. When not using her second form, Ye Zheng won at least six out of ten times because he was faster. Several of his Cards provided speed boosts, and on top of that, he had the Spiritual Suppression from his Blazing Angel. So, Huangfu Miaomiao couldn’t possibly imagine what kind of player could escape from Ye Zheng.

It would have to be a player who was even faster than Ye Zheng and immune to the effects of spiritual power!

"Xing Guang is really surrounded by talented people, isn’t he?" Feng Ling said sarcastically, lifting a Human-faced Crow from her shoulder. "We haven’t even had a chance to find him, and he’s already stirred up this much trouble. Keep watching. Focus on the Inspection Bureau and the incinerator plant."

The Human-faced Crows nodded and flew away one by one, flapping their wings.

Huangfu Miaomiao asked Feng Ling, "Why focus on the Inspection Bureau?"

"I’d rather be watching the Alien Species, but unfortunately, we don’t know where they are. We have no leads. But the Alien Species were clearly targeting Bai Lu, so we need to watch the Inspection Bureau. They’ll probably make another move." Feng Ling let out a low sigh. "Everyone at the Inspection Bureau is dead. The Alien Species wouldn’t just march right up to their door, would they?"

...

After the operation, Xing Guang left the hotel with his subordinate and moved to a new base.

Fang Ye was driving. He didn’t know where they were going and could only follow Xing Guang’s directions—turning left at one moment, right at another. If Xing Guang said nothing, he drove straight ahead.

The night grew darker. There were almost no lights on the road, which was flanked by desolate and secluded land.

After passing a large stretch of woodland, the car pulled into a factory complex.

It was a lumber processing plant. Piles of wood were stacked on the ground, along with several large trucks loaded with planks. Even the air was thick with the smell of timber.

Fang Ye parked the car inside the lumber yard and followed silently behind Xing Guang and the Alien Species who had broken his arm.

As he reached the factory entrance, he saw Bai Mao leaning against a small side door. Bai Mao gave them a lazy wave in greeting.

Xing Guang spoke. "The job was well done."

’Well done? How?’ Fang Ye thought. ’Bai Mao didn’t provide any support at all.’

Bai Mao opened the door and let them in. A few lights were on inside the factory, but it wasn’t bright. The whole place felt dim and gloomy, with towering stacks of wooden planks everywhere.

Under a distant light, a few people were playing cards.

"This is the last batch of players. They’ll leave with tomorrow’s shipment," Bai Mao said. "The rest of the players have all reached Guangshan City. Once they’re on the boat to Paradise, our mission will be complete."

Fang Ye thought to himself again: ’All that talk about support was just to fool Gray Rat. Bai Mao’s mission probably had nothing to do with providing backup.’

’These Alien Species are so cold-blooded, abandoning their own partner without batting an eye. So why did they insist on keeping me alive?’

Fang Ye didn’t want to die, but living in constant fear every single moment was pure agony.

He would rather have a quick end!

Just then, Xing Guang spoke up. "Bai Mao, take out the Cards. Let Fang Ye pick one."

The words caught Fang Ye completely off guard. He looked up at Xing Guang in astonishment.

"What’s wrong?" The corners of Xing Guang’s mouth lifted slightly. "I promised you a High-level Card, remember?"

Fang Ye opened his mouth but said nothing.

He didn’t know what to say.

He had thought it was just a joke from Xing Guang, never expecting he would actually be given a Card... ’Could it be... aren’t the Alien Species afraid he’ll fight back?’

After the initial shock, a mix of shame and anger slowly rose within him.

Fang Ye felt he was being looked down on.

Bai Mao had already walked up to him. With a light wave of his hand, seven or eight Cards fanned out in the air, hovering neatly before Fang Ye.

A mocking smile appeared in Bai Mao’s eyes, as if he were watching a show. "There are High-level, Mid-level, and Low-level cards here. Choose carefully. If you pick one that’s not a good fit, your ability won’t increase much, but your Pollution Value will. I won’t be responsible for that."

Xing Guang also added, "The Fishman is a High-level Card. Not many of these Cards will be compatible with it. Fang Ye, although I promised you a Card, it also depends on your luck. Go ahead, pick one."