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Chapter 687 - 687 687 Re-enter Myanmar

687: Chapter 687: Re-enter Myanmar 687: Chapter 687: Re-enter Myanmar Three spells were refined in Zhao Guang’s hands, and Zhao Guang once again absorbed some Power of Faith to enhance himself, preparing for the next step.

After all, he had always claimed to be researching something during this time, so it didn’t matter if he didn’t show up for a long while.

In the territory, everything had already settled into a stable state, and there were no problems even without him having to show up personally.

With Xi Fei’s power suppressing everything, nobody dared to stir up trouble.

Even the Temple had become completely quiet and didn’t dare to mess around anymore.

The North was the same, with no one daring to cause any trouble in the Xuanwu Territory at this time.

Even business dealings with the Undead Mage had become closer, and he had gained even more advanced knowledge of Undead Magic.

It’s just that this knowledge had given Zhao Guang some unsavory associations.

His territory had already built an ironclad ship, a pity that the northern rivers had frozen over again and they couldn’t test their navigation for the time being.

On Earth, it was also winter, although not to such an extreme extent yet.

Under the cold weather, it seemed that the activities of various organizations had also slowed down.

At the very least, he hadn’t heard of anyone making any significant moves.

His own breeding farm, after developing for two years, had grown very strong.

Not to mention others, even the number of controlled pigs had finally reached their capacity.

Zhao Guang even considered whether to expand the scale a bit since the number was slightly too low.

But nevermind, it was better to focus on the present matters first.

Next, he would make this winter even more heated.

Zhao Guang moved swiftly with Instant Teleportation, a method far more conducive to dodging the watchful eyes established across various regions, even avoiding surveillance cameras.

Teleporting along the way, he smoothly entered Myanmar.

Thinking about it, Zhao Guang initially did not plan to come here anymore.

Because the Painkiller he needed, and even other Potions, he had already obtained formulas for and could produce them himself.

Even if the efficacy could be slightly lower, as long as they worked, it didn’t matter, they weren’t for his own use after all.

Myanmar, meanwhile, was just for risk-sharing cultivation of herbs, to process them locally and then transport the raw materials back to his country.

The whole process didn’t require his involvement.

Even if others got their hands on these things, without the follow-up processing techniques, they wouldn’t be able to produce them.

But to his surprise, things were now under someone else’s control.

Ye Zhi had told him that there had been no shipments to his country from here for over two months.

This time, Zhao Guang came here again, precisely to handle this matter.

Of course, he had undergone a significant change in appearance.

Planning to use the Fire Attribute, Zhao Guang considered adopting a bald look to imitate the Evil God.

However, considering the actions he had to take afterward, he decided against it.

That image was a bit too villainous, potentially giving people the wrong impression.

So, Zhao Guang adopted an image exuding an impeccable and immortal aura, appearing older with a thin body—a complete mismatch from his real self.

This image was an Illusion Technique crafted by Zhao Guang too.

With his current strength casting Illusion Techniques, no one on Earth could distinguish between truth and facade.

With everything prepared, Zhao Guang quietly entered his territory.

Indeed, he had long considered this region as his territory.

However, as he drew closer this time, Zhao Guang detected numerous presences that didn’t belong to him.

To suggest that these people had betrayed him was absolutely impossible; they greatly underestimated the power of his contract.

“They’ve been controlled?

It seems there has been no exposure.”

Zhao Guang wandered around and found that mainly only two people had been controlled.

One was Kula Cha, the Controller of the region and the local warlord.

With his strength, no one nearby could threaten him.

At most, people coming together could only pressure him but not truly harm him.

But things were different now, as the situation involved the US behind the scenes.

Forcefully subdued, Kula Cha’s army was completely no match, shattered in a face-to-face encounter.

However, to avoid provoking Zhao Guang and to control him without exposure, they didn’t reveal themselves.

Instead, they kept sending signals from Kula Cha, pretending to resist other warlords.

What they didn’t anticipate was that prominent figures in the region had already signed slave contracts with Zhao Guang.

Though they seemed inactive on the surface, they had secretly leaked the information.

As for conducting investigations, that was impossible—there were just too many people and the operations were too secretive.

Even if the US wanted to investigate under these circumstances, it was impossible; they were not fools.

They had many tactics at their disposal, but their methods were limited, and everyone knew each other too well.

Besides Kula Cha, the only other person under control was Xu Mo.

As Zhao Guang’s openly assigned person, Xu Mo was in charge of this part of Myanmar.

The cultivated herbs, controlled by Xu Mo, were naturally compromised.

Yet, under the contract’s influence, Xu Mo couldn’t divulge any details.

Even though they had used various interrogation methods, how could mere interrogation compare to a slave contract that bound the soul?

In the end, they got nothing.

And they dared not use more brutal methods of interrogation for fear of accidents.

Eventually, they could only attempt to contact Zhao Guang and lure him here.

But the communications they sent out vanished without trace, eliciting no response.

“Damn it, our plan must have been exposed, and it has failed,” a general-looking figure cursed aloud as Xu Mo sat in front of him, utterly disheartened and despondent.

He decided then that he would request his master to let him return after this incident—this place was no place for humans.

If it weren’t for the constraint of the contract, Xu Mo believed he would have confessed long ago, not being much of a tough guy himself.

In fact, the US personnel were also helpless.

Based on the intelligence, this person should have been easy to handle.

But upon actual engagement, they found him much more difficult than those who had undergone professional training.

“What can we do?

I told you we were too eager for quick success,” another person shrugged.

“This tactic is pointless and will only put the other side on alert.

Watch, he’s not likely to leave their country so easily now.” Without Zhao Guang leaving, they didn’t have many options.