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Chapter 1381: Talent Sequences 163: Honorary Noble (Major - , requesting monthly tickets)

Chapter 1381: Chapter 1381: Talent Sequences 163: Honorary Noble (Major Chapter, requesting monthly tickets)

The blood-stained fingertip gently lifted, touching the corpse’s skin.

Livor mortis was clear, the corneas were cloudy, and the body still retained some residual warmth.

The time of death was not long ago.

Moli himself was a C-level Transcendent. The post-mortem changes of a Transcendent would be slower than those of ordinary people. Additionally, due to the Talent Sequences, the long-term changes after a Transcendent’s death would differ.

If there weren’t specific auxiliary materials guiding intentionally, and no one managed the corpse, typically a C-level Transcendent’s Talent Sequence would mutate one or two days after death, possibly merging with parts of the body or objects around the deceased, thereby giving birth to some kind of Extraordinary Item.

Currently, Moli’s body showed no obvious signs of mutation. He Ao estimated that Moli’s time of death was likely just a few hours ago.

The last time Paxiu spoke with Moli was this morning.

Moli detailed the presidential team’s route to him and the likely time the President would arrive near the ambush area.

After that came the long wait, and Moli never contacted Paxiu again.

He Ao looked at the television loudly playing a comedy show. The TV channel was Federation Entertainment News.

This is a Federation-wide pay-TV channel known for its exciting gossip and lowbrow comedy programs.

Of course, over time, ’Paxiu’ got to know this ’new friend’ a bit better.

Moli’s main reason for subscribing to this channel was that it was one of the few that aired adult shows in the morning in the Federation.

Watching such a comedy show now, ironically, was something Moli disliked the most.

He remembered when Moli called him, there was a hint of adult show echo in the background noise.

He once told ’Paxiu’ that he likes watching ’passionate’ adult shows during tense major events.

For someone who has long crawled on the edges of death, having some quirks seems normal. ’Paxiu’ couldn’t agree but expressed understanding.

Considering these clues, if He Ao’s ’memory’ hadn’t been altered, it was very likely that Moli ’died’ shortly after the call to Paxiu.

He Ao glanced around at the situation.

The furniture was neatly arranged, there were no messy footprints on the ground, and the windows and doors were closed.

There were no signs of a struggle in the entire room.

Although ’Paxiu’ did not understand Moli’s exact background, judging from Moli’s living habits and behavior, he deduced Moli once served in the military and might have been a ’professional agent,’ with a strong sense of vigilance and counter-reconnaissance ability.

An ordinary C-level approaching wouldn’t go unnoticed by Moli. Paxiu judged that even a B-level without Concealment ability couldn’t get close to Moli without him noticing.

Moreover, as a C-level Transcendent, Moli wouldn’t be easily killed without putting up any resistance.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and stared at Moli’s body.

Moli’s body bore no wounds, and his final expression was of utter terror, as if he had witnessed something horrifying.

He Ao raised his hand, touching Moli’s forehead. A wisp of Divine Sense quickly left his fingertip and entered Moli’s body, scanning it.

There were no internal injuries, nor any internal bleeding.

He Ao quickly retracted his Divine Sense and raised his hand.

The last encounter with the Fate Spinning Wheel had exhausted all his accumulated Divine Sense. The Divine Sense on him now was recently re-formed over just a day using cultivation techniques; there’s not much of it, so he needed to conserve.

He gazed at Moli’s ’terrified’ face. It looked like he had been scared to death.

A trained C-level agent watching adult shows in the morning and then being scared to death?

If this news spread, it might affect the stock price of the Federation Entertainment News Group.

He Ao’s gaze moved down, scanning Moli’s body.

Moli’s right hand rested on the sofa armrest, slightly gripping it, with a slight bulge in his right trouser pocket, which contained a mini Gauss Pistol.

His left hand lay casually at his waist, inside the trouser’s inner layer, where he kept a sharp steel dagger, which was Moli’s actual weapon.

This was Moli’s habit: a gun to draw attention, but the dagger was the real weapon.

His legs appeared relaxed, yet they could tense up at any moment to support his body in response to situations.

Overall, before his death, he remained vigilant.

This indicates that the force that killed him gave him no chance to react—it was instantaneous.

What kind of power could do this? Some B-level Transcendent specializing in stealth killing or some special Extraordinary Item?

He Ao was momentarily unable to determine the case; in this treacherous Extraordinary World, anything could happen.

But at least one thing was certain: the person who killed Moli was probably very familiar with Moli’s living habits and was monitoring his movements, waiting until after Moli called ’Paxiu’ to act.

It didn’t look like some kind of ’assassination,’ but rather a targeted ’silencing.’

Even in an instant, if an elite agent wanted to leave a message, he should be able to.

Besides, dealing with a tiger is risky. Moli likely considered the possibility of being silenced himself.

Thoughts flickered through He Ao’s mind as he looked down again, closely examining Moli’s body.

His gaze fell on Moli’s hand tightly clutching the sofa’s armrest.

Buzz—

At that moment, He Ao suddenly lifted his head, looking out the window to the side.

The sky had nearly darkened completely, and the flickering neon lights were brightening between the city’s skyscrapers. Amid the dim night, there was a faint yet distinct whirring sound, like a rotor spinning.

And it was getting closer.

He Ao picked up his bloodstained coat, turning his head to look at the ’room’ inside on the side.

——

Buzz—

The sharp buzzing sound penetrated through the tightly shut windows into the empty room, and a drone with a slight reddish glow appeared outside the window, quickly approaching.

As the drone neared, a metal firing pin abruptly shot out from beneath it, striking the closed window.

Bang—

The transparent window glass shattered loudly, and the drone crashed into the room without pausing.

Following this, beams of light emitted from the drone’s body.

"Detecting corpse, identifying... Deceased, suspect Moli, time of death 8-10 hours."

The drone turned its vision towards the open door.

"Door detected open, intruder present."

The drone quickly advanced, sweeping light beams over the ground.

"Footprints detected, analyzing air composition... Methane, hydrogen sulfide..."

"Tracing gas trails—"

The drone swiftly turned its lens, looking toward the inner room.

At this moment, the inner room was already open, its window facing outward, letting a slight breeze flow through the entire room.

The drone quickly passed through the room and reached the window, its gaze sweeping around and focusing on the blood-stained coat hanging on the distant building.

"Alarm, alarm, suspect Paxiu’s traces detected, suspect Paxiu’s traces detected—"

An ear-piercing alarm sounded instantly.

Immediately, the entire drone suddenly shot up, rushing out of the window and heading towards the opposite building.

Buzz buzz buzz—

At the same time, a dense swarm of drones emerged from the darkness outside the window, quickly weaving around the building and rushing toward the opposite building.

As this buzzing faded into the distance, He Ao, hanging from the ceiling of the hallway outside the open door, released his grip and landed on the ground.

The lower half of his pants had been torn off, along with his boots, leaving him barefoot on the ground.

This was because he had crossed the sewer with a distinct smell clinging to them, and he had tossed them out of the window to mislead the drone.

He stepped out of the door, his gaze sweeping over Moli’s corpse, whose hand clutched the sofa.

That hand’s thumb gripped one side of the sofa while the other four fingers grabbed the opposite side, seemingly without issue.

However, compared to the normal tensed state of exertion, his index finger was obviously not exerting force but was slightly raised, like a pointed gun barrel, aimed forward.

The position where the finger pointed was precisely at the television still blaring its program.

He Ao approached the television.

This television wasn’t the currently popular ultra-thin glass model but rather an old-style LCD TV with a slight bulge at the bottom back, meant for housing the motherboard.

He Ao directly laid the TV down, glancing at the rusty screws on the four corners, which had evident signs of being tampered with.

He turned back, walked to Moli’s side, and pulled out the dagger from Moli’s waist.

This dagger was longer and thinner than a typical one, resembling the end of a flathead screwdriver.

He Ao picked it up and inserted the blade tip into the cross-slot of the screw, swiftly twisting it around and unscrewing it.

Then he replicated the process, unscrewing the other screws, and gently applying force, directly disassembling the lower half of the television.

The motherboard of the TV had no issues, but several thin wires connected to the screws’ fixed positions, and the fixed clasps were modified so that the screws aligned precisely with these wires.

These wires were attached to the fuse of a high-performance plastic explosive on the motherboard.

If the screws were forcibly removed without unscrewing, they would connect the fuse and cause the explosive to detonate.

Judging from the complexity of the setup, Moli likely had this prepared long ago, which might explain his fondness for "watching TV."

It’s hard to say whether this guy wanted to leave a clue or bring someone down with him.

He Ao flipped over the TV’s back cover, looking at its other side.

Here, two objects were stuck with transparent tape.

One was a silver scroll with engravings, about the size of a pinky finger, and the other was a black device, about the width of two fingers and the length of four.

He Ao took down the silver scroll.

A note was attached to the scroll, sealing the mouth, with a word written on it: "Chip."

Vaguely, He Ao felt this might be related to himself.

He directly ripped off the note and poured out its contents.

It was a rolled-up paper, akin to parchment.

Seeing this paper, He Ao seemed to realize something.

He unfolded the paper, densely packed with lines of text.

Though he didn’t recognize the script, he understood its meaning instantly.

[Talent Sequence 163: Honorary Noble]

[Main Material: Vertical eye of the Forest Snake, all petals of the Nine-colored Flower]

[Auxiliary Material: 600 milliliters of water from the Unfrozen River, one tongue of a flame lizard, 500 grams of Cannibal Vine tendril, one heart of a Blood Camel leader]

[Preparation Method: Burn the Cannibal Vine tendril in the fire to obtain ashes, place in 300 milliliters of water from the Unfrozen River, dissolve in a 180°C oil bath to obtain Solution A. Simultaneously, crush the Blood Camel leader’s heart, pour into the remaining 300 milliliters of Unfrozen River water, and once mixed evenly, roast the flame lizard tongue in fierce fire until melting signs appear, immediately mix it with the heart-infused river water, stir to obtain Solution B. Place the vertical eye of the Forest Snake into Solution A, heat in a 90°C water bath for 3 hours until fully dissolved. Place the Nine-colored Flower petals into Solution B, oil bath at 230°C for 50 minutes, maintain at 70-75°C for distillation, pour distilled liquid into the heated Solution A, stir for 3 minutes to fully mix, let stand for 30 minutes, and extract the upper layer clear liquid.]

[Promotion Ceremony: Demonstrate ability in an event that could potentially lead to injury or death of thousands, and in the process, gain the support of over ten thousand potential or existing opponents.]

The instant He Ao finished reading the paper, a flame rose from it, and He Ao released it, watching it hover in mid-air before quickly burning to ashes.

Denis text, incinerates upon reading.

Watching the ashes dissipate in his field of view, He Ao’s thoughts quickly flowed.

Talent Sequence 163, with 72 talent sequences in both C-level and B-level, the difference between sequences of the same path should be 72.

Talent Sequence 163: Honorary Noble is the subsequent sequence to Talent Sequence 91: Lone Wolf.

He Ao glanced at the silver scroll in his hand.

This should have been prepared in advance.

Did the planners of this assassination originally intend for Paxiu to have the ’Honorary Noble’ talent sequence formula?

But they didn’t anticipate that Paxiu wanted weapon enhancements.

He Ao picked up the other "black instrument," seemingly an electronic device, but it appeared to be off or without power.

Buzz—

Just then, a loud buzzing noise sounded outside the window.

A drone slowly hovered outside the shattered window, "seeing" He Ao standing in front of the television, the shooting mechanism below it slowly opening.

Bang—

A streak of light, transformed from a dagger, suddenly pierced through its body, causing it to explode instantly.

He Ao didn’t look at the exploding drone but quickly scanned the surroundings, searching the entire room thoroughly.

The entire house, from living room to bedroom, was simply decorated without any hidden compartments or other items.

They provided the secret medicine formula, why not include the secret medicine itself?

Of course, He Ao knew that a B-level secret medicine, being a precious item, wasn’t like the easily replicated secret medicine formula. Unless Paxiu specifically requested it, the forces behind the scenes wouldn’t give one to a "soldier" like Moli.

Buzz buzz buzz—

Distantly there seemed to be a dense buzzing sound, as if a swarm of drones was rapidly approaching.

He Ao put away the silver scroll, grabbed Moli’s body, and directly took a leap out from the shattered window, vanishing into the darkness of the alley below.