Master of Kaidan
Chapter 174: Preparing to Return Home

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Preparing to Return Home

Compared to the frenzy at Military Intelligence Ninth Bureau, Feng Xue seemed utterly relaxed. He found that although being possessed by the Ambulance Demon left little room for autonomy, it did not fully suppress the will of the body’s original owner.

In other words, the two could communicate mentally.

This meant that they could form a "Contract."

For instance, "I’ll teach these jerks a lesson for you now, and you help me later by intensely responding online to posts about ’Libra’. If you find posts asking about channels to contact Libra, reply only once suggesting to call a ’specific number’ at a ’specific time’ and afterward forget my existence, treating it as your own venting action." This type of agreement, which involves minimal use of extraordinary powers, still holds substantial binding force given the current strength of the Libra urban legend, even if it’s just a verbal contract.

As for the number, Feng Xue didn’t always leave the same number; instead, he scattered various numbers like several zeros after midnight or ones after 1 AM, adjusting his phone number to the appropriate number at the set times.

After sending "deliveries" intensely for a few days, this phone number naturally became part of the Libra urban legend, those ten zeros no longer reaching Feng Xue’s phone but directly connecting to the nearest available Executioner’s phone.

This progress far exceeded Feng Xue’s expectations; he had thought this action of answering calls hourly and then running around according to the location would continue until he returned to Infinite City, but it had embedded itself into the urban legend so easily.

Yet, later, he realized just like creating urban legends based on tags or conjuring them from thin air, there is a fundamental difference between starting from zero and from one.

The core competitive edge of an urban legend lies in its fame and influence.

Feng Xue currently held two urban legend entries, one being Libra, which needless to say, had swept across the globe riding on the momentum of the Olympic Games.

And the Ambulance Demon urban legend had, after digging its roots through the Columbia networks, made him realize just how much Jeston had unintentionally aided him.

This urban legend originated from Saint Luton City spread like a viral infection at an incredible speed throughout Columbia, with numerous private hospitals and prisons smelling blood and seeing business opportunities, subsequently forming a modern "plantation" industrial chain.

Looking beyond the surface, Feng Xue finally understood the importance of scale.

For instance, as the "Chef Demon," he visited just one household a day. Even if the witnesses were fervent, after half a year, only about two hundred people had actually seen him cooking.

The housewives circle in Bakerland might be boiling over, but after all, it is just the middle to high-end housewives circle of Bakerland, their madness confined within Bakerland. In the early days of his descent, this urban legend had provided him with much "Identity," ensuring his prolonged existence in the real world, but now, it seemed to be lagging behind.

Compared to the Libra urban legend, which wouldn’t be called universally known but with a fame breaking hundreds of millions, under such circumstances, even if only one-thousandth of people knew this phone number, that’s a hundred thousand following it, surpassing the entire influence of the Chef Demon.

This felt a bit like DnD’s divine enfeoffment system; having few believers might keep your level low despite their fanaticism, but if your believers span across the Metaverse, even if each one is just a light or shallow believer, cumulatively, they elevate you to immense divine power.

Realizing this rule, Feng Xue understood that to amass more urban legend entries, he needed to spread as wide as possible. While a few "fanatical believers" might enhance the strength of the tags, it is the multitude of light believers that constitute the source of power.

Feeling the two different sizes of Flames within him, Feng Xue pondered further possibilities of urban legends. An intuition told him that the urban legends, fueled by "Identity," had more roles than just encompassing a few powers.

But regrettably, there was no one in the real world who could solve this puzzle for him.

Looking at the calendar on his phone, Feng Xue realized it was time to prepare to return to Infinite City.

Although his "Identity" was sufficient for a long-term existence in the real world, his recent confrontations with Victoria and the urban legend department had significantly increased his pressure.

The professionals in the real world were not ignorant; they simply struggled with understanding the behavior patterns of the "Unlimited" due to language barriers. But for those urban legends that followed stable rules, they had a methodology ready.

Technical issues were manageable, but these experts also possessed fantastical objects.

As the saying goes, settings trump all, even daily gods. As the objects specifically combating urban legends grow increasingly targeted, he no longer had the initial ease.

At this moment, Feng Xue felt fortunate that these "real persons" didn’t possess his Golden Finger, unable to truly discern the nature of those fantastical objects. Otherwise, if they selectively used fantastical objects against him, Feng Xue might face a predicament similar to that of a style from the last century, stopped deadly in his tracks by an acupoint hit.

Still, as his appearances became predictable, the corresponding urban legend teams were getting increasingly familiar with his abilities, and any day he might find himself with no way out.

To avoid this scenario, Feng Xue opted to lay low for a while and return to Infinite City to see what lay within the Tower of Babel.

But before that...

Feng Xue checked the time, realizing he had a while before he needed to stalk the supermarket daily, so he went to the Practice Room and, seeing Jessica practicing "Yoga," he said,

"Did you send the item I asked you to?"

"It’s already on the way. What is it exactly that needed to go to Columbia first, have its packaging changed, and then sent to Yan Country?" Jessica asked, her face full of curiosity, but Feng Xue seriously replied,

"If it were something that could be casually discussed, I would have used regular courier services."

"Alright." Jessica understood that if the other party didn’t want to disclose details, she definitely wouldn’t be able to pry them out, so she could only shrug. Yet, she still kept the name Chen Xiyao in her mind.

Regarding disclosing Chen Xiyao’s name, Feng Xue wasn’t too worried. With his label as "Instructor," he could be sure that Chen Xiyao was under official protection and even living quite well.

If asked why, because recently, his list of labels had suddenly gained an entry that nearly got him choked up—

"Rumored Boyfriend."