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Chapter 254: 169 Return to the Old Land (4100)_2 Chapter 254: 169 Return to the Old Land (4100)_2 ④ Applied Midak Balance Destruction Technique in boxing, elbow moves, and foot techniques. Casio had already consulted with those old fellows from the Northern Secret Martial Alliance and had some ideas on this.

⑤ Exercise Elephant Soul Secret Technique daily with potions and ointments, keep practicing Wind Elephant Fist Style, and realistically strengthen my own foundation.

All the key points are here, it depends on how further practice goes.

But before all of this, Casio felt he needed to go to East Sea County, Anta City, to check out the situation there.

In the real world, has the Black Rain Villa revived again?

Casio felt it necessary to confirm, better to be prepared.

On the sofa filled with shell curves and white cloud scrolls.

He checked the time, it was now three in the afternoon.

There’s still time.

Even if there are no tickets left, Casio could obtain a train ticket through Kanon Corporation or the Black Spade “A” organization.

There’s no difficulty in this.

Moreover, the trains of this era are not as backward as fifty years ago. As part of the Eastern Six Counties, travelling between North Flow County and East Sea County would be quite fast. Casio estimated that he could be back within a few days.

He is very decisive and curious. Once he senses confusion or danger, he will take action to resolve it immediately.

Better safe than sorry, or you could say he has a touch of persecution paranoia.

Of course, sometimes there’s not enough information, and Casio can’t do much. The current villa thoroughly has its sources.

He can observe the situation indirectly.

By half-past three in the afternoon, Casio had already arranged for someone from the Black Spade “A” organization to book his train ticket. Having an organization behind him sometimes has its benefits, at least he doesn’t need to trouble himself with minor affairs. He feels that joining Black Spade “A” is okay for now.

At four in the afternoon, in the basement of the new residence.

The strong red-eyed man looked terrified and was constantly retreating. Another tall man walked over emotionlessly, and suddenly, a chilling scream echoed in the room.

Throughout the Era of Retrospection, Casio tried to collect information related to the Shadow Demon, but all attempts ended in failure.

Whether it was capturing a demon for interrogation, or asking other evil guests of Black Rain Villa for specific information. It’s quite apparent that darkness creatures have differences. Some are open, some are quite secretive. Some are weak, but some are extremely powerful.

Even the forces active on the surface might just be the tip of the iceberg, and a bigger secret lies beneath the deep sea.

The typical example of this is the Blood Clan.

Who would have thought that a bunch of antiques was sleeping in the Oyon Ruins of the Alfama Mountain Range, showing overpowering prowess when they appeared.

At least on the level of a fighter.

The Shadow Demon, Dead Blood (short for Death Blood), that Casio has a deep connection with is quite mysterious. The force beneath its fog is definitely not simple, and decidedly not like the darkness creatures that seem like mascots. Its information is essential.

A few minutes later, Casio walked out of the basement a bit disappointed. This red-eye-level demon still didn’t reveal any useful information.

In the basement, the demon was still in shock, its blood-red eyes somewhat dim. Its wounded body was slowly recovering, but the shadow cast on its mind could not be erased in such a short period. This man’s methods are ruthless, and, although it could just be an illusion, his aura today seemed even more terrifying….

At four thirty in the afternoon, Casio was simply packing his luggage in his bedroom and putting it into the suitcase. The trip to Anta City was not far, only a few days back and forth.

There’s no need to bring too many things, like moving house.

Coming down from the second floor, he glanced at the basement. The restraints on the red-eyed demon inside were already reinforced with five or six specially made iron chains, basically preventing any possibility of escape.

Besides, Casio doesn’t know if demons need to eat. He put some food near where the demon is bound that can be gnawed on directly, ensuring that if it needs to eat, it won’t starve.

With food and drink sorted, as for defecation…

Better handle all that when he comes back.

Hopefully, it won’t smell too strong by then.

Casio feels, he truly deeply loves demons.

He is humane indeed, quite empathetic.

At five in the afternoon, Casio walked out of the front door, a black car was parked by the side of the road. A familiar yet foreign beautiful face appeared behind the car window, her long eyes carried a seductive mole.

Violet, the only one working under Casio.

She works as a liaison between Casio and the White bird.

“Boss, is there something dirty on my face?” Violet touched her smooth white face, asked with some confusion.

Casio snapped out of his daze, he was just unconsciously recalling who the person in front of him was, he might have stared a bit too long, it’s not very polite of him. So, he began to explain.

“There is indeed something dirty, your eye boogers are not wiped clean.”

“Ah?!”

Violet immediately wiped her eyes. The love for beauty is universal and it’s even stronger for such a pretty girl like her.

It’s really embarrassing to have eye boogers in public, especially in front of her new stern boss.

She carefully examined herself in the rearview mirror.

Violet blinked her large, bright eyes, and found no inappropriate traces. After checking again for a while, she realized.

Could Lord Fengxiang be referring to the teardrop mark at the corner of her eye?

That’s not an eye booger!

Wait! Violet thought of a serious issue.

Could it be that he thought she didn’t clean her eye boogers the first time she saw Lord Fengxiang?! That’s too unrighteous. The thought of her boss always looking at her like this made Violet want to vomit blood. The teardrop mark is clearly the best beauty enhancer.

How could…

“Let’s go, I don’t have a lot of time.”

In the back seat, Casio, with his arms folded across his chest, reminded her.

“Oh, okay.”

Violet immediately started the car. Just as she was about to step on the accelerator, she couldn’t help herself but to turn her head and explain to Casio.

“BOSS, that’s not an eye booger, it’s a teardrop mark.”

One second passed, two seconds, three seconds, no one responded.

“It really is a teardrop mark…”

“BOSS?”

Violet turned her head fully around, only to find that Casio, who was just talking, had closed his eyes and his chest was rising and falling evenly.

“Did he fall asleep?” She widened her beautiful eyes, feeling a sense of frustration worse than drinking frog urine.

Violet, filled with anger, didn’t dare to wake Casio up. She could only overtake other cars on the road to vent her emotions.

A journey that would normally take forty minutes took just under twenty.

Truth be told, Casio wasn’t pretending to be asleep, he was just really tired. Returning from the Era of Retrospection to the real world can cleanse the body, but it can’t cleanse the mind. His energy was greatly depleted from the battle between the Northern Secret Martial Alliance and Black Rain Villa.

The pain from the final radiation exposure nearly exhausted Casio completely. As soon as he got in the car he fell asleep and, in a blink of an eye, found himself at the train station.

Under Violet’s resentful gaze, Casio entered the platform. The train arrived, and he picked up his suitcase and stepped into the carriage.

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Two days later, near the city at the border of East Sea County, Anta City.

Here, among the Anta Mountain range, many people have been visiting in recent years. Some tour groups even specifically come to the Anta Mountain range to hunt wild boars, which is considered a rural recreational activity.

On an open space between White Flower Town and Anta Forest.

A tour group was following the guide along a wide mountain road towards the forest. There was a resort cabin where everyone could enjoy lunch. Then, after a short rest, they would visit the spectacular Moca Lunsa waterfall nearby in the afternoon.

The tour group consisted mostly of families, with many children, who were chattering away excitedly. One little girl holding a pinwheel suddenly pointed to the side of the road in the distance.

“Mommy, there’s a very tall uncle standing over there…”

The little girl’s mother looked over, there was nothing at the crossroads of the small town. Sunlight shone on the tender green grass, leaving an empty field.

“Little girl, don’t make things up. Lying will get you a spanking.”

“But Annie isn’t lying…” The little girl looked innocent.

“Are you trying to scare your mom? No sweets for you today!”

“Ah! No, no, Annie didn’t see anything.”

Nearly a hundred meters away, at a rural crossroad.

A tall, dark figure stood by the road, he gently reached out his hand to part the grass and reveal the broken bronze pillar underneath…