Free Web NovelChapter 63: Chapter 63: Consensus between Garrison Corps and the Investigation Army
At this moment, those monitoring the surveillance were not only the staff of the Asylum but also the captains of the third and fifteenth squads of the Gao Ta Town Garrison Corps.
"Is this our man?"
Ding Tai Sheng instinctively thought that the Garrison Corps intended to intercept Wu Jiu.
Ming Che, accustomed to such pigheadedness and without showing any hint of disgust, explained:
"Wu Jiu’s identity is unique, and we wouldn’t deal with him so brazenly. Moreover... anyone who can injure Lin Wurou with a single punch must be at least captain-level, and I certainly don’t recognize such a person."
Ming Che had an idea of which organization it might be, but none of it concerned him. He watched with the mentality of a spectator, waiting for Wu Jiu and the giant to determine the victor.
In the surveillance footage, Lin Wurou kicked away the iron door that had pinned him, broke free from the wall, and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He nodded and said:
"Captain, be careful."
Among the array of knives he carried was one with an extremely exaggerated curve. Lin Wurou threw the curved blade, which took out the surveillance cameras one by one with a strange trajectory.
On the side of the Gao Ta Town Garrison Corps, Ming Che watched as the images suddenly disappeared, showing a hint of regret.
Luckily, he could still hear the sounds.
Inside the Asylum.
The giant sneered and said:
"The ace of the Investigation Corps, known along with Liu Mu as the Corps’ sword and shield, is characterized by a speed so fast it catches people off guard. But I believe you’ve noticed that you’ve lost your speed."
When Wu Jiu took a step forward, he immediately felt an appalling gravity weighing him down.
Wu Jiu nodded and replied:
"My speed has indeed been significantly suppressed."
"Only with Talent Sequence 256: Extreme Shadow are you able to have extraordinary speed, but against me, you probably can’t even move."
As the giant spoke, he also took two steps forward.
There were no cracks in the ground, nor the tearing of fabric, but Wu Jiu indeed felt as if he were in an environment of extreme gravity.
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"Sequence 406: Phantom Gravity. Sequence 324: Evil Gaze. Both Sequences indeed counter mine quite well. Who hired you?"
Phantom Gravity allowed the caster to make the targeted individual feel as if they were in an environment of extreme gravity when, in reality, no extra gravity was applied; it was merely the individual’s self-consciousness that believed it was enduring extreme gravity.
However, this was not merely an illusion. Even if one realized it was an illusion, there was no way to break it.
The nervous system would alter the body’s responses by adjusting the muscles to counteract this nonexistent gravity.
This type of decision made at the level of the brain was something Wu Jiu’s self-consciousness could not change.
In short, it was like a type of hypnosis, and even with awareness, one could not awaken from it.
Evil Gaze, on the other hand, was simpler: during the activation of the Sequence, whoever was locked under its gaze would experience significant weakening of speed, strength, and regenerative capabilities.
However, this ability was extremely energy-draining because of the severe energy consumption, often allowing only for a few seconds of sustained gaze.
But this giant... seemed somewhat off. Wu Jiu felt as though he was in a state of abnormal excitement.
"The dead need not know so much. Die!"
Finally, no longer observing, the giant launched his killing strike, confident that Wu Jiu was immobilized.
At the same time, his body was suddenly covered in a shell as hard as iron.
"Sequence 755: Iron Armament."
It allowed one’s defensive and offensive capabilities to be enhanced, with skin hard as iron.
With such a massive physique combined with Iron Armament, a single punch would be deadly.
Wu Jiu’s figure shifted slightly, narrowly avoiding the punch by an extremely slim margin.
"A tri-Sequencer, and two of those are rare Sequences. Moreover, before this encounter, you injected yourself with the calming drugs unique to the Investigation Corps and are now in the backlash phase. I’ve got somewhat of a clue, but I’d prefer if you confessed yourself. Dying here, you’d waste all your talents."
The giant missed his punch and was filled with suspicion—how could Wu Jiu still move?
Indeed, as Wu Jiu said, he had injected a sedative serum that would allow a person to enter a sage mode for five minutes and then a furious mode for the next five minutes—a valuable find.
He had only three minutes; once three minutes had passed, the serum would lose its effect, and the backlash from continuously activating Evil Gaze would cause him to faint.
Thus, the burly man did not respond to Wu Jiu; instead, he was throwing punches frantically.
However, each punch was precisely dodged by Wu Jiu with minimal movement.
The expression on Wu Jiu’s face remained calm, a typical creditor’s face:
"Continuing to activate the Sequence will cause you permanent damage, senior."
The word "senior" made the burly man’s figure stutter.
But immediately after, a barrage of wild punches followed.
The terrifying sound of fists cutting through the air could be heard, but there was no sound of any physical contact.
Wu Jiu’s speed, due to his small range of motion, did not seem fast, yet it was this not-so-fast speed that made the big man unable to even touch him.
Elsewhere.
Ding Tai Sheng and others couldn’t see the scene, they could only hear some sounds:
"Captain Ming... it seems Wu Jiu has the upper hand?"
"Remove the ’seems’."
Ming Che’s face also became serious. Ding Tai Sheng, however, was somewhat puzzled:
"But why? Shouldn’t he be immobilized? Why does it feel... like the big guy hasn’t even touched him? How strong is he?"
Ming Che was the captain of the third squad; the closer the number of a squad in the Gao Ta Town’s Garrison Corps, the stronger it was.
In a sense, he was also one of the top-ranked powerhouses among the Garrison Corps’ captains.
During the previous martial exercises, Ming Che had also sparred with Wu Jiu and suffered a crushing defeat.
"Even my second brother would say that Wu Jiu is unfathomably deep."
The sound of whooshing fists could be heard, and Ming Che already knew the outcome:
"Up until now, none of the young powerhouses who have come down from the fifth floor are as powerful as Wu Jiu. We strongly suspect that Wu Jiu possesses another Sequence within him. But unfortunately, we have no evidence. Moreover, ever since the person with Absolute Dissolution went to the sixth floor and disappeared without a trace, we and the Investigation Corps have tacitly agreed on a rule."
"What rule?"
Ding Tai Sheng became a squad captain with his wife’s help and still didn’t know some things.
Ming Che, faced with such an ignorant colleague, didn’t get angry but patiently explained:
"Whether it’s us or the Investigation Corps, if we suspect that a target possesses a super Sequence, that is, one of the top one hundred Sequences, we’re not allowed to investigate or disclose it. If anyone is found spreading rumors, we must do everything we can to suppress them."
Ming Che looked at Ding Tai Sheng and said earnestly:
"Old Ding, you must remember this too. We can fight with these rabble Legions as much as we like, but we have to be united on this matter."
The person who had one of the top one hundred Sequences was taken to the sixth floor years ago and never returned.
And the people from the Gao Ta Town’s Garrison Corps always brought down some young geniuses from the fifth floor.
This seemed somewhat fishy.
But the chief commandant of the Investigation Corps and the chief commandant of the Garrison Corps both knew that these two matters were actually unrelated.
The owners of the top one hundred Sequences were extremely precious military assets. On this point, they reached a consensus that there should be no betrayal between them, no grounds for impeachment or denunciation.
This was to ensure that true talents no longer disappeared without reason, better to die outside the Tower than to vanish from the world.
Ming Che, as a captain of the third squad, had learned a piece of information: even the people on the fifth floor... didn’t know what was on the sixth floor. The rulers’ attitudes towards the sixth floor could actually be divided into two camps.
"But it’s also hard to say. Maybe Wu Jiu just has a very ordinary but useful Talent. Who knows?"
Ming Che steered the topic back to the fight. The little interlude about the sixth floor of the Asylum had come to an end.
From Wu Jiu’s calling him "senior," he had guessed who this burly man was and which organization he belonged to.
(There is one more Chapter. Also, I recommend a book by a friend: "I’m Really Not the Suspect." If interested, have a look.)
