Chapter 991
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Chapter 991: Prelude to Chaos
“So…”
“From now on, I will completely suppress my aura,” Shao Pingge said calmly. “After losing the pressure of my aura, these ‘Mysteries’ might not dare to act for a short while, because they’ll worry whether I’m testing them.
But there will always be some disobedient ‘Mysteries’ who can’t contain their nature and want to jump out from the darkness to test me in return.
And once their actions receive no response from me, they will become increasingly rampant…”
“That’s when I should take action,” Chen Han quickly grasped Shao Pingge’s meaning. “I need to personally slaughter those ‘Mysteries’ that jump out, to establish my authority.”
“Exactly, but the problem is, when a new king first appears, it will inevitably raise their doubts. At this time, more ‘Mysteries’ will appear to test your limits… What you need to do is continuously prove yourself and instill fear in them.”
“But won’t the ‘Mysteries’ actions harm civilians this way?”
“I’ll be responsible for protecting the civilians, don’t worry about that,” Shao Pingge’s gaze fell on the city, as if remembering something. “Besides, there are still some youngsters in Beijing now… they can handle some of the weaker ‘Mysteries’.
This will be good training for them.”
After hearing Shao Pingge’s plan, Chen Han sighed:
“Sounds troublesome.”
“Well, that’s why not just anyone can be the captain of Beijing,” Shao Pingge smiled.
A moment later, the smile gradually faded from Shao Pingge’s face, replaced by unprecedented seriousness.
“Although you’ve come a long way from Anta County, I still need to warn you,” Shao Pingge looked into Chen Han’s eyes. “This isn’t a game. Once it starts, you can’t stop halfway. If you fail to suppress all the evil in Beijing by yourself, your attempt to establish authority will have failed.
They will no longer fear you, nor will they follow the order you create. At that point, I’ll have to step in to suppress them to prevent large-scale chaos.
But if that happens, you’ll completely lose your qualification to become Beijing’s captain.
So… Chen Han, are you really ready?”
Chen Han quietly gazed at the city below, took a deep breath, and closed their eyes.
“I’m ready.”
…
In the sky, an aura that had shrouded Beijing for over a decade was silently dissipating.
It was midnight, and the dim streets were empty. This bustling metropolis had fallen into slumber, with only darkness and silence remaining in every corner of the city.
Time passed.
An old street lamp flickered, casting a human-shaped shadow in the deserted alley. The shadow looked up toward the sky, seemingly puzzled.
A moment later, it shook its head and vanished beneath the street lamp.
The lamp flickered again before returning to normal, as if it had never malfunctioned.
…
Meanwhile, in a closed modern clothing store inside a mall, a pale mannequin lying in the corner suddenly twisted its head eerily, its hollow gaze fixed in a certain direction.
The air fell silent for a brief moment.
Click, click.
The mannequin’s joints made several crisp sounds as its limbs twisted grotesquely. It fell to the ground, black plastic hair covering its face, like a giant humanoid crawler.
It suddenly smashed through the display window, crawling rapidly out of the dark store, instantly vanishing.
…
Beijing First Elementary School.
The vast teaching building was now completely dark.
In the silent classroom, the desks near the windows were covered in scattered stationery and scratches from sharp nails. Pencil-drawn curse words and obscenities filled the entire desktop.
Suddenly, a plain pencil began to tremble slightly, then abruptly stood up from the desk, eerily hovering above a piece of white paper.
After a brief pause, the pencil tip began automatically drawing on the paper.
The scratching sound echoed in the dead-silent classroom, as if an invisible hand was gripping the pencil, forcefully sketching something.
At the same time, a spine-chilling female voice softly rang out:
“Planchette… Planchette…
You are my past life… I am your present life…”
…
“Hmm?”
In the quadrangle courtyard, the busy members of Squad 006 and [Night Curtain] Squad all seemed to notice something, looking up at the sky simultaneously.
Squad 006 members glanced at Yuan Gang, who hesitated for a moment before shaking his head at them.
The squad members took a deep breath but didn’t say anything, silently continuing their work.
This matter was beyond their intervention.
In the corridor.
“Such dense ‘Mystery’ aura…” An Qingyu pushed up his glasses, brows tightly furrowed. “Just how many ‘Mysteries’ are hidden in Beijing?”
“Looks like they’ve begun.”
Lin Qiye put down his sunflower seeds and stood up from the corridor chair, eyes fixed on the distance as he spoke slowly.
“Are we really not going to help?” An Qingyu asked.
“It’s not that we don’t need to, but that we can’t,” Lin Qiye shook his head and explained,
“This is the new king’s moment to establish authority. If it were weaker people it would be fine, but if people like us at the ‘Limitless’ level intervene, it would have the opposite effect.
After all, the deterrent effect of one person massacring through Beijing is completely different from doing so with others’ help. The birth of a new king absolutely cannot have any external assistance. If we rashly intervene, we’ll only reduce the fear value of the new king among the ‘Mysteries’.”
“So that’s why you let those new recruits bring swords into Beijing?” An Qingyu raised an eyebrow. “You planned this all along?”
“I said they were on vacation, but I never said it would be a peaceful one,” Lin Qiye spoke leisurely. “The new recruits are weak, even if they participate in this transition between old and new kings, they won’t attract large-scale attention from the ‘Mysteries’. They won’t affect the birth of the new king, and those weak ‘Mysteries’ wandering between cities can provide them with practical combat experience.
It kills two birds with one stone.”
“Aren’t you worried that high-level ‘Mysteries’ might hurt those new recruits? What if there are casualties?”
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at the night sky above, speaking softly:
“No one can harm my soldiers under my night sky.”
“But didn’t you say we can’t directly intervene in this battle?” An Qingyu frowned.
“You all can’t, but I can,” Lin Qiye gave An Qingyu a mysterious smile. “I… naturally have my ways.”
