Chapter 35 - Lin Xuyang's Determination
Chapter 35 Lin Xuyang’s Determination
“…”
Chuchu felt a little embarrassed, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were only 19…”
In the crowd, Qin Feng also let out a silent laugh.
The burly man really looked too rough; even though he was only nineteen, he appeared more like he was in his thirties.
The man smiled shyly, “No worries! I’m used to it. My name is Ning Tao. In the mercenary world of Yunyang, they call me God Tao. I hope we have the chance to spar again next time.”
“Sure!” Chuchu responded cheerfully.
“Little girl, it’s time to go home!” Qin Feng walked over with a smile.
“Brother, if you hadn’t come to find me, I was about to go looking for you!” Chuchu, seeing Qin Feng, was overjoyed.
“Let’s go! It’s getting late!”
The siblings prepared to leave amidst the envious glances of the crowd.
Everyone could see how close the brother and sister were.
The man was strikingly handsome, and the girl was extremely cute and beautiful.
The family genes were truly exceptional.
Of course, they had no idea that Qin Feng and Chuchu were not actually blood-related siblings.
“Hey, wait a second!” Ning Tao hurriedly caught up.
“Oh, what’s up?”
Ning Tao scratched his head shyly, “It’s like this. I think Chuchu has real talent in combat, but I noticed some of her techniques are a bit unfamiliar. She must have only recently started learning fighting skills, right?”
Qin Feng nodded in acknowledgment.
This Ning Tao was indeed experienced; he could spot Chuchu’s shortcomings with just a glance.
“No wonder!” Ning Tao continued, “I think Chuchu is a combat genius. I suggest you buy her a 3D combat pod and a network access card when you go back. That way, she can enter the Global Combat Network.”
“In the Global Combat Network, there are many expert fighters, and there are also many combat modes. There’s close-range combat like today, elemental masters’ integrated combat, and real-strength combat using full-holographic power scans. I believe all of this would greatly help Chuchu improve her fighting skills.”
When talking about combat, Ning Tao became as excited as if he had been injected with adrenaline.
“Brother, this sounds really interesting!” Chuchu chimed in.
“Yes, this is indeed a good idea. I’ll think about it,” Qin Feng also became intrigued.
Ning Tao shyly added, “I have an account on the Combat Network as well. My username is God Tao of Yunyang. If Chuchu gets an account in the future, she can contact me. We can spar online again.”
“Sure!” Chuchu responded happily.
Afterward, the two siblings bid Ning Tao farewell and left the virtual combat hall.
Chuchu was in an exceptionally good mood today.
While going downstairs, she asked, “Brother, will you buy me a combat pod?”
“Yes!” Qin Feng gently pinched Chuchu’s cute face, “But let’s wait a few days. We have important things to do tomorrow!”
“Okay!” Chuchu was ecstatic, “Brother, you’re the best!”
She was now deeply fascinated by combat.
An hour later, Qin Feng and Chuchu left the Warrior Building and returned to their home in the refugee area. It was already 6 p.m.
After having dinner and taking a shower, it was already past 8 p.m.
Chuchu originally wanted to play with her phone for a while, but Qin Feng confiscated it and sent her off to bed early.
Once Chuchu was asleep, Qin Feng began his meditation and training.
Ever since reaching the quasi-elementalist level, his mental state had been excellent, and he only needed to sleep for one or two hours a day.
It was said that two-star elementalists could stay awake for days and still be full of energy.
Since he didn’t need sleep, Qin Feng didn’t want to waste time and accelerated his efforts in condensing his Divine Seal.
Training in four elements simultaneously—ice, wind, fire, and lightning—surged into his body…
Meanwhile, in the city center of the base, in the courtyard of a luxurious villa.
Under the night sky and dim lights, a young man with his upper body bare was relentlessly punching a sandbag.
He had already thrown over 30,000 punches, and his sweat had soaked through his long pants.
This was the second son of the Lin family—Lin Xuyang.
Tomorrow is the day I make my move!
Father!
This time, I will handle things cleanly!
You won’t look down on me anymore!
I will prove to you that I am no less than my older brother!
Lin Xuyang delivered a fierce punch to the sandbag in front of him.
Bang!
The dull sound of his punch echoed through the night.
The sandbag, made from the skin of a one-star beast, was deeply dented.
He was a level-four genetic warrior.
After years of hard training, his combat strength had reached 100 points, comparable to a quasi-elementalist.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. A delicate-looking maid walked over.
“Second Young Master, it’s late. You should rest,” she said with a respectful tone, her eyes filled with fear towards Lin Xuyang.
This Lin Xuyang was not an ordinary privileged child.
He worked hard! He fought with everything he had!
But in his obsession with getting stronger, his personality had become twisted.
He enjoyed cruel acts, especially against women.
“Mm, I know.” Lin Xuyang removed his gloves. “Xiao Lu, is everything arranged?”
“Yes, everything is set. Tomorrow, that girl Chuchu will report to the refugee department. I’ve already planted an informant there. Once she enters the refugee department, her whereabouts will be under our surveillance,” Xiao Lu reported diligently.
“Good!” Lin Xuyang nodded in satisfaction. “Has my off-road combat vehicle been inspected? Are the mini-missiles loaded?”
“Yes, Young Master. Everything is ready.”
“Mm, go run a bath for me. I’ll take a bath later,” Lin Xuyang casually tossed his gloves to Xiao Lu.
“Young Master, would you like me to… relieve your stress tonight?” Xiao Lu asked nervously.
“No need!” Lin Xuyang glanced at Xiao Lu’s seductive figure, “There’s real business tomorrow, I need to conserve my energy tonight.”
Xiao Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief; tonight, she wouldn’t be tortured.
“I’ll go prepare your bath now,” Xiao Lu said, bowing respectfully before leaving.
In the courtyard, only Lin Xuyang was left.
He gazed at the sky; the moon was somewhat incomplete, just like the loneliness in his heart.
Everything was waiting for tomorrow.
This time, he had to handle it cleanly, leaving no suspicions behind.
He wanted to make his father look at him with new eyes.
Once that little refugee girl was dead, no one would link the upcoming major event to the Lin family.
And he would have the opportunity to gain cultivation talents.
As long as he could gain cultivation talents, as long as he had the chance to become an elementalist, what was killing one insignificant refugee?
Even if he had to kill a thousand or ten thousand, he would do it without hesitation…