My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"Bang."

He closed the door of the villa, stepping out with the officers.

Chen Yu stashed away the candy wrapper in his hand and asked the deputy station chief, "How many people died?"

"Eight."

"All the same cause of death?

"Yes," the deputy station chief nodded.

"Then... what were these people's identities?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Please wait a moment, let me check." The deputy station chief took out a plastic folder from his briefcase, opened it, and flipped through it: "One was the boss of a local enterprise, and the rest were... well, his thugs and subordinates, I suppose."

"Gang-related?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow.

"There's no conclusive evidence to indicate they were part of a gang," the deputy station chief answered cautiously. "But they were indeed quite overbearing in Qingcheng on a regular basis."

"Then I understand."

After nodding, Chen Yu walked behind a squatting fat neighbor and patted his head, "We're leaving."

"Hold on," the fat neighbor, with eyes reddened, still felt waves of nausea: "...ugh."

"Useless."

Chen Yu gave the fat neighbor a disdainful glance before turning around to say goodbye to the deputy station chief, "I've seen everything I needed to, thank you for your help."

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"Of course, of course," the deputy station chief bowed repeatedly.

"Then I'll take this 'waste' and head back. Let's have a meal together when we're free."

"Not at all, not at all," the deputy station chief waved his hands frantically.

The once "sharp" demeanor he had in front of Chen Yu had completely vanished.

Farewell to the cops, and left the villa.

Chen Yu brought the fat neighbor back to the residence outside the villa complex, getting into the off-road vehicle.

"Satisfied your curiosity?" The plump female tutor lounged back in her seat with a sneer on her lips, "Got any gains?"

"It was so fucking disgusting," the fat neighbor covered his mouth, cursing: "The scalp... it was peeled back, inside...ugh..."

"That's why I advised against you going. The first time I saw the 'evil things' feast on someone's leftovers, I reacted the same as you. It's too bloody, I didn't eat at all for a whole day."

"Get me some food," Chen Yu gestured to the driver in the front seat.

The female tutor: "..."

"My Lord, I've ordered a bag full of boxed lunches," said the attentive driver. "What would you like to eat?"

"Do you have spicy tofu?" asked Chen Yu.

"Yes! Plenty!" The driver promptly dug through the bags and opened a box of fresh hot spicy tofu over rice: "Here you go! Fresh and piping hot!"

The fat neighbor: "...ugh!"

Suddenly pushing open the car door, the fat neighbor tumbled out, vomiting continuously.

Chen Yu opened his mouth, taking a big bite of tofu and rice. While chewing, he looked sideways at his neighbor outside the car, indistinctly mumbling, "This mental strength, yet still a Transcendent."

The female tutor: "...You doctors are truly twisted."

Time.

Like a married couple, it always seems to speed up with ongoing intimacy.

In the blink of an eye, it was night.

From the off-road vehicle's radio came the platoon leader's shout.

"Attention, everyone!"

"All units, please pay attention!"

"The stationing location has changed. All teams, disembark immediately, and move out ten kilometers."

"Repeat!"

"All teams, disembark immediately, and spread out ten kilometers. The two stationed in the city are about to reduce the 'consciousness' encirclement. All teams move outward..."

As the shouting ceased.

The plump female tutor abruptly stood up and got out of the car: "The encirclement has begun. Everyone out."

Chen Yu, who was resting, and the fat neighbor, who was fiddling with his phone, followed suit and exited the vehicle.

"Our position..." The female tutor slid her phone's screen, checking the bird's-eye view map of Qingcheng, and pointed ahead: "Here, three o'clock direction, go straight for ten kilometers."

"Ten kilometers means we've left the city," Chen Yu pondered. "Are we encircling Qingcheng?"

"Correct," the female tutor nodded. "The city's stationed are shrinking the 'surveillance circle', which will definitely push the 'evil things' outside the city. Our entire team is responsible for rounding them up."

"It's finally beginning," said the fat neighbor with a complex expression.

The death of those two victims had a severe impact on him.

Deep down, he was already developing a slight fear of the "evil things."

"Let's go."

The female tutor issued the command, bursting forth with her ability, dashing forward.

Chen Yu followed.

Standing in place, the fat neighbor hesitated for a moment but then clenched his teeth and caught up.

The driver of the off-road vehicle hurried out, raised his phone to snap a picture, and posted it on his moments with a caption.

(The three Transcendent Lords have already headed to the battlefield.)

(And I, I'm in charge of holding the rear!)

(Go for it!)

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Notification bells rang out in chorus.

(Ms. Zhang; Ms. Li; Ms. Zhao; Ms. Chen; Ms. Murong and 17 others think this is awesome.)

...

"Thump—"

With six legs landing, the trio of Chen Yu arrived at their predetermined position.

This place was a forest to the east of the city outskirts.

Due to winter, the vegetation wasn't too dense, allowing the area to be fairly open to sight.

"Come, you two sit down."

After looking around to ensure there was no danger, the plump female tutor pulled out a makeup case from her bosom, her expression grave, "I'm going to do your makeup."

"Makeup?" The fat neighbor blinked, "What makeup?"

"In our world of the Transcendents, the older one gets, generally the stronger one is," the female tutor explained while picking up a brush. "The two of you clearly look like rookies, and the 'evil thing' could easily break through our ranks."

"Holy shit, teacher, you're so meticulous!" The fat neighbor exclaimed with delight, promptly leaning forward. "Then make me look older. Got any white wigs?"

The female tutor: "Too old won't do either. It would seem even easier to bully."

With a few quick strokes, she made the fat neighbor look ten years older, then turned to Chen Yu: "Come, your turn."