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Chapter 29: Rest Well When You’re Sick

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Rest Well When You’re Sick

Duan Mingyuan eventually changed his mind.

Even though Yang Ping was still of high school age, he was an old comrade with over two years of experience, and a Life Energy of 7 was enough to explain it all.

This kid didn’t need him to give any advice, and forcibly persuading the other party to leave the industry would only arouse their rebellious psychology, thus producing the opposite of the desired effect.

In these two years, Yang Ping had dealt with over five cases.

Gathering intelligence, setting traps, luring malevolent spirits into the bait, and even using the Poison Fangs taken from Rattlesnakes to independently develop weapons used to paralyze malevolent spirits, all signs suggested that this kid was bound for greatness. On the other hand, Duan Mingyuan also confirmed that 7 points of energy still fell within the "intern" category.

What Yang Ping relied on was his smart brain and excellent intelligence analysis ability, he had yet to explore the boundaries of his Abilities.

In novel terms, this was probably the perfect state of an intern, just one step away from becoming a regular.

However, before leaving, Duan Mingyuan informed the other party about the current undercurrents surging in Yunlong City.

A monster known as the Night Disaster was covetously watching, and just today, two colleagues had died in the line of duty, and Da Jiang had also been attacked at home.

After leaving both of their contact information, as to how to judge the situation, he decided to trust the judgment of this experienced old employee.

Jiuyue walked beside him, and as they took separate ways, she suddenly said, "That’s really strange, I thought Mr. Mingyuan would preach to him."

"That is nothing more than a self-satisfying act."

A harsh sermon, even resorting to strong measures to force the other party to leave the industry, would satisfy one’s conscience and one might even be happy about it for a few days, believing deeply that they’ve done something wonderful.

Then as time goes by, that incident gradually fades from memory, until one day, when a death notice is suddenly seen on the news.

"As long as he lives in Yunlong City, he’ll sooner or later encounter other malevolent spirits. At that time, he can only fight alone until he falls in some alley unknown to anyone."

"Mr. Mingyuan, please tell your story."

Jiuyue became interested, she stood on tiptoe, raised her hand pretending a microphone to his face, and her two pointed ears on top of her head quivered, listening intently, not wanting to miss any detail of the gossip.

"There’s no story."

Duan Mingyuan calmly pushed away the "microphone" in front of him; his approach was to tell the other party all the information he knew, and then let them judge for themselves, "No matter how strong a person is, there will be times when they are powerless, and then they need to rely on the strength of a team."

"A team?"

"The kid is very talented."

Upon hearing this, Jiuyue contemplated.

She agreed with Duan Mingyuan’s assessment of Yang Ping, but as someone who always preferred solitude, she could not understand the importance of a team. In her eyes, nurturing the "new generation" was just a pastime for when she was bored; she liked sitting in the audience to watch Tang Qianqian and the Red-eyed Demon’s duel, but before a real enemy, they were far too weak.

Weak to the extent that just the mere gaze of the enemy upon them was enough to crush them.

Only someone as strong as Mr. Mingyuan could become a partner worthy of trust.

But in her heart, she was secretly delighted.

Because the way Duan Mingyuan spoke just now really resembled the big villain in dramas, equipped with both strength and ambition, which meant he was another step closer to being completely corrupted.

Today had indeed been a day full of variety, from Mr. Da Jiang’s death to the meeting of the Yunlong City trio; if the industry were to write a chronicle in the future, today would undoubtedly be the most crucial day.

The setting sun dipped below the horizon, darkness enveloped the sky, and soon the moment belonging to malevolent spirits would arrive; and at the end of this busy day, there was still one thing waiting for her to accomplish.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness flashed through Jiuyue’s eyes.

Who exactly was using her name?

She did not remember giving orders to strike at members of the Yunlong City organization; it seemed that the deaths of the two people in one day might not be a coincidence.

"Mr. Mingyuan."

Jiuyue suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?"

"Headache."

The chill in her eyes was perfectly concealed, and when she lifted her head again, she was the picture of pitiable innocence.

Suddenly, the palm pressed against her forehead startled her, and she cried out involuntarily, "Eh?"

"Good, no fever."

Although there was no fever, Duan Mingyuan’s blood pressure had risen by another 20 points. Who was it that had sworn to him yesterday that monsters have a recovery ability unlike that of normal people, and that all they needed was a good night’s sleep to be resurrected with full health?

This fox was just like those kids who, eager to go out and play, falsely claimed they had recovered from illness, only to fall completely ill again after being hit by a few gusts of cold wind!

"You go take a shower, I’ll make you some ginger tea. Drink it and then go to sleep, and don’t you dare get up again in the middle of the night. Tomorrow, you are to stay at home and rest properly."

Plan success!

Mr. Mingyuan was indeed easy to handle. Pretend to be sick and go to bed early, then naturally transition to investigating the imposter thoroughly. It’s just that...

Why was it that, even though everything was going according to her plan, a strong sense of guilt suddenly surged up in her heart?

Jiuyue, you actually took advantage of Mr. Mingyuan’s concern. Are you still human?

What good does it do you to anger Mr. Mingyuan to ill health?

Oh, she seemed to remember she wasn’t exactly human.

Anyway, she would make amends.

The inner condemnation left Jiuyue suddenly deflated.

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That night.

"How was it, did you have fun?"

As soon as Jiuyue entered, the mocking voice of the person in the mirror reached her, "But I know someone who is not having a good time right now."

And the person in the mirror could understand why the "partners" were unhappy.

Another day had passed, and there were only six days left until the arrival of the Extraterrestrials. However, this "trump card" didn’t know what was going on, spending all day in the house of a resigned bachelor.

Even she was starting to feel uncomfortable watching this.

"It was the organization’s operatives in Yunlong City, wasn’t it? Did they make a move?"

"The organization is a factor of instability, and you know it."

The person in the mirror felt the need to emphasize the urgency of the matter, "It’s just a precaution. They don’t want the whole thing to be ruined by a few unknowns that came out of nowhere, and they have started to doubt your stand."

"I’m beginning to doubt if I’ve chosen the wrong partners."

Jiuyue said coldly, "That night, if we hadn’t shown up, they would have moved against Mr. Mingyuan, wouldn’t they?"

The encounter in the alley with the Monster disguised as Lu San was no accident, and the trap that followed was tailor-made for Duan Mingyuan. It was only because of her sudden appearance that those people missed their chance, which also led indirectly to the death of the two members sent to manage the aftermath.

Perhaps when they heard about the legends circulating in Yunlong City, they made a decision.

Eliminate the devil whose stance is unclear, to minimize the risk to their operation.

"I have already saved them once, next time they won’t be so lucky."

"Is there something you’re hiding from me?"

The person in the mirror suddenly asked. She had never seen Jiuyue so "protective" before. "Did you know him already?"

"That’s none of your business,"

Jiuyue suddenly said. "By the way, there is a young man in the organization named Yang Ping who is currently studying at City Number One High School. Given enough time to grow, he will undoubtedly become a huge threat in the future."

"What are you scheming now?"

"Didn’t they want to eliminate risks?"

She curled her lips up in a smile that was somewhat chilling, "If they have the guts, let them get rid of Yang Ping."