Chapter 92: Who Wouldn’t Be Furious?

"So this is where it was leading all along?"

Chen Huaian shook his head as he watched the plot unfold.

The main task was to increase Li Qingran's survival rate in the Central Continent Secret Realm. At the time, he had wondered if there was a way to prevent her from going. But now, it seemed the plot was steering her toward the secret realm, and it was all for the sake of refining the Hundred Herb Detox Pill for him.

What can I say? Although this development was somewhat expected, being cared for like this feels really nice.

Chen Huaian recalled his ex-girlfriend, who seemed to want to reconnect after seeing him make money from streaming and appearing on a variety show. She even tried to add him back on WeChat to reconcile.

Reconcile my ass!

When he was hospitalized back then, she never once came to visit him.

Real people in life couldn't even compare to the emotional fulfillment provided by a virtual girlfriend.

Chen Huaian shook his head, only to suddenly catch a whiff of the blood on his clothes. He realized he hadn't changed after all the earlier chaos.

"This hotel is no longer safe. I'll take a quick shower and get out of here!"

He packed up his things, grabbed a few pieces of clothing, and headed to the bathroom.

Ba Ji, the muscle-bound spirit, looked at the packed suitcase. Although it didn't fully understand many things, it roughly knew that the big boss was preparing to leave.

[I hope the boss forgets about me when he leaves.]

Ba Ji silently prayed in its heart.

Although there was plenty of spiritual energy to consume here, life was just too stressful. It had even lost weight!

If it left the boss, it could just find a quiet place to hide. As spiritual energy gradually recovered in this world, it would become more abundant, and even without the boss's spiritual plants, it could still achieve spiritual energy freedom.

If it stayed here any longer, it feared it might develop that condition it saw on TV—what was it called?

Right! Depression!

Ba Ji found an inconspicuous corner to hide in, lowering its presence as much as possible while dreaming of a better life.

…

Hospital—

Although Lin Lingling wasn't yet an official Demon Slayer, out of concern for his potential subordinate, the bearded man still rushed to the hospital "immediately" to check on her condition and find out what had happened. He remembered that Lin Lingling had taken on a relatively simple task, and with her abilities, she shouldn't have been seriously injured.

"A miracle! This is a medical miracle!"

"It's incredible! I've never seen a human with such strong self-healing abilities!"

The bearded man paused at the door of the hospital room, sensing something unusual.

What's going on inside? Let me listen a bit more.

"Can you believe it? When I first received her, she had three broken ribs on each side of her chest. Now, all six ribs are almost healed on their own!"

"And don't be fooled by all the blood on her. We just ran tests, and she's not anemic at all! Can you believe that?"

"What does this mean? It means her red blood cell and stem cell synthesis rates are much faster than a normal person's!"

"Should we report this to the hospital director? This girl could definitely bring a breakthrough to our medical field!"

"No, her identity is special. I just got a call on my way in, telling us to keep our mouths shut. Sigh—! I don't know what these big shots are trying to cover up these days. Things are getting stranger and stranger…"

Who would've thought that Three Zeros (Lin Lingling) had such strong self-healing abilities?

Why didn't she mention this before?

What a treasure we've found.

To become an official member of the Demon Slayer Division, two conditions must be met.

First, reach the Master level by handling five of any level. Second, it must be voluntary.

Of course, as the head of the Tianfu Demon Slayer Division, he could bypass the first condition and directly promote promising talents.

Like Lin Lingling, for example.

In truth, very few awakened individuals wanted to join the Demon Slayer Division after learning about it.

After all, the Demon Slayer Division didn't have much to offer in terms of incentives, and there was a mandatory rule of completing at least one mission per month. Taking on missions meant facing danger. Most ordinary people, after gaining superpowers, became inflated with a desire for freedom. After witnessing the horrors of demons, they craved freedom while also fearing death.

Money? Some awakened individuals could quickly monetize their abilities, so the Demon Slayer Division's funds weren't appealing to them.

It's also hard to sanction those who abuse their powers.

If someone uses their abilities to pick up antiques and resell them without harming society, can you really charge them with illegal acquisition of property?

As a result, recruiting new members has always been difficult.

Lin Lingling was an exception.

This girl's parents were divorced, and neither cared for her. She didn't even have money to go to school.

What she lacked most was money, so when he offered her some, this girl, who often couldn't even afford meals, was moved to tears and vowed to join the Demon Slayer Division.

However, after testing, her initial strength was only at the White level, and she didn't have any self-healing abilities.

Could it be that her self-healing ability awakened after this brush with danger?

He couldn't keep eavesdropping.

The bearded man coughed twice and walked in, directly showing his credentials to the doctors.

"Alright, you can leave now. There's nothing more for you to do here."

The doctors quickly left the monitoring room.

The bearded man then took out a syringe and injected it into Lin Lingling's arm.

Less than ten minutes later, Lin Lingling, who had been under anesthesia, slowly woke up.

"Boss?" Lin Lingling's eyes were still dazed as she looked at the bearded man.

The bearded man waved the used syringe. "High-speed cellular healing agent. 10 merit points. You owe me."

"Thank you," Lin Lingling bit her lip, feeling grateful.

For each mission, depending on its difficulty, she earned between 1 to 100 merit points.

She only had three merit points, which wasn't enough to buy such a healing medicine.

"No need to thank me. It's an investment," the bearded man sat down by Lin Lingling's bed and lit a cigarette.

"So, tell me, how did a demon from an ordinary mission manage to beat you up like this?"

"The intel was wrong," Lin Lingling gritted her teeth, clearly angry. "I don't know how long this mission had been posted, but damn it, the intel said it was a single Grade A Black Rat Demon. But when I got there, it wasn't just one—it was a whole group!"

"They multiplied?" The bearded man raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah! Two adult Black Rat Demons with a bunch of little ones. Thankfully, they weren't into eating meat, or I'd be in a coffin by now."

The bearded man awkwardly rubbed his nose as he looked at Lin Lingling's furious expression.

As the head of the Demon Slayer Division, failing to update the intel was his fault.

But could he really be blamed?

The Demon Slayer Division was severely understaffed!

He had just returned from a mission himself and hadn't even had time to sit down.

This time, he had tested the [Primordial True Art] issued by the higher-ups, and it was truly effective!

In the past, he would have hesitated when facing a Grade A demon, but with the Primordial True Art, he could strike with full force, sending that dog demon fleeing in panic.

The Demon Slayer Division would only get better from here.

With that thought, the guilt in his heart dissipated somewhat.

Tonight, he'd take out a copy of the Primordial True Art and give it to Lin Lingling as compensation, boosting her survival skills.

"So, how many did you kill?" The bearded man forcefully changed the subject.

"I killed the female," Lin Lingling said expressionlessly. "And all the little ones. The male went berserk, and I couldn't beat it."

The bearded man was stunned. Damn, he'd be furious too in that situation.

But he still comforted her, "You did well. I'll count this mission as completed. I'll send someone to clean up later… By the way, did you use the scent-masking potion?"

Lin Lingling's face immediately turned pale.

Her dazed mind finally remembered the crucial detail she had forgotten.

The bearded man: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I… I thought the mission was simple and I could definitely kill them all, so I didn't buy the potion…" Lin Lingling looked on the verge of tears.

The bearded man's expression also changed.

That meant Chen Huaian's side…

"Boss, go save him!"

The doctors were still eavesdropping outside the door.

Boom—!

With a loud crash, the door to the monitoring room flew off its hinges and embedded itself in the wall.

All they saw was a dark blur leaping out of the eighth-floor window.

···

···