I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 106 - 97: The Consequences of Greed?_2

Chapter 106: Chapter 97: The Consequences of Greed?_2

Chen Yun understood.

His recent slumber evolution was flawed.

When he previously evolved Super Hearing, his endurance had almost been able to keep pace, and there had even been a warm current suddenly emerging from his heart to help him, allowing him quick adaptation to a noisier world.

But this time was different.

He had evolved too much too quickly in the aspect of electromagnetic wave perception; the instant he released his spiritual power, he doubted whether he had seen all the spectrums of electromagnetic waves and even deeper aspects of their true nature.

He was bombarded with an overwhelming amount of information that his CPU and receptor couldn’t describe, information so immense it was like staring directly at an Evil God, nearly burning out even his superhuman brain.

Even though his body’s instincts took over and screened out the vast, uncountable information, the portion that remained was still too much for him to handle.

He had been awake for several minutes now, and was still concentrating, trying to adapt to the retained spectrum of electromagnetic waves, without sparing a thought for the broader range of colors he could now see due to the expanded spectrum he perceived.

The warm current at his heart had shown no reaction throughout this excessive evolution.

Dimly, Chen Yun realized it.

This was the consequence of his greed.

In every evolutionary dream, touching the Seven-colored Light Points was a choice, like selecting the direction for the next evolution.

This time he had attempted to choose two "directions," causing his dream to abruptly end and likely affecting some mechanisms of the slumber evolution.

Even the current unmanageable situation after his evolution was probably linked to this.

Greed brings flaws.

This uncontrollable excessive evolution was only the flaw he had discovered so far, and who knew whether there were more yet to be discovered.

Fortunately, Chen Yun possessed unparalleled adaptability and was now slowly getting used to the countless electromagnetic waves scrambling around him from the outside world.

Though he was still painfully curled up, the mental oppression was weakening.

He could accept such a consequence and was gradually getting used to it.

However... Chen Yun, slowly adjusting while curled up on the rocks, could not help but have other thoughts flash through his mind.

The consequences of greed were one thing; he would remember to choose just one direction in the future.

But where were the benefits of his greed?

Surely they couldn’t just disappear, could they?

The other red Light Point he had chosen in the dream should have brought some new evolution, shouldn’t it?

While perceiving more colors and radio waves seemed like two abilities, they were actually one and the same, both simply widening Chen Yun’s electromagnetic perception.

Considering that touching the bright white light spot had allowed him to perceive visible light, the enhanced color perception and radio wave detection were likely also changes brought about by his contact with the bright white light spot.

So... what had his contact with the red Light Point brought?

He had already borne the consequences of his greed; where then was the part he had greedily chosen?

He wasn’t intending to remain greedy after discovering the adverse consequences; it just felt like a loss not to receive what he was rightfully greedy for since he had already suffered the drawback.

While pondering,

Chen Yun endured the mental anguish as he strived to sense any changes in himself.

Unable to introspect, he could only hope this change would be easy enough to discover.

Fortunately,

Chen Yun soon noticed a very apparent change in himself.

His eyes.

They had somehow turned a reddish-brown.

The whites were relatively normal, but the iris and pupil had become reddish-brown.

This was not due to his strengthened color perception.

He could revert to normal trichromatic vision at any time, and he was sure his eyes had truly changed color.

That reddish-brown,

like autumn maple leaves kissed by the setting sun, like a red gemstone brimming with rust, or ancient bronze mirrors reflecting roaring bonfires...

Just looking at them made one feel their exquisite beauty and an intense heat.

The extraordinary heat seemed as though it could melt everything.

Chen Yun instinctively felt that there was some special strength hidden within, a new power different from the various physical and mental changes he had experienced before.

While pondering,

Chen Yun adapted to the mental pressure and pain that was becoming numbing, all the while quietly trying to sense the changes brought by his reddish-brown eyes.

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With the sounds of the distant sea waves crashing against the shore,

a small electric scooter slowly came to a stop at the end of the road; there was no formed path beyond that point, just the rugged and primitive coastline.

Under the dim night, two men got off the scooter.

They were of different heights, moving in tandem like silent actors with an implicit understanding, lifting a sack from the scooter without a word.

The taller one slightly bowed his head, the wide brim of his hat concealing most of his face, with only those sharp eyes visible, sometimes glancing around with cunning vigilance.

The shorter man was slender, wearing a pair of wide-brimmed glasses, and his eyes skittered nervously behind the lenses, frequently casting anxious glances at his companion before quickly looking away, seemingly furtive.

The two carried a sack each, heading towards the desolate and barren coast in the distance.

"Is it really safe to dump it here?"

After a while, the taller man suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

He felt somewhat uneasy.

In their small group of four, he usually handled the connection between sick tycoons and the underground forbidden laboratories to find a market for their products. This was his first time participating in the disposal of waste.

After years of collaboration, those three guys still didn’t trust him since he had never had blood on his hands; they insisted on his involvement this time.

So, he was somewhat unfamiliar and anxious about this late-night waste disposal activity.

"Yeah, it’s past 3 AM now, and the tide has receded quite a bit."

"Just do it like we always do."

"These waste materials aren’t much, and they’re sufficiently pulverized, mixed with cement. Dump it and let it wash away with the tide; no one will find out."

The short man said with conviction.

Although, due to the scarcity of homeless people and the need to avoid drawing attention, he didn’t do this sort of thing every day.

But in the past five years, he had discarded waste in the sea seven times.

And it never caught anyone’s attention.

The homeless people he chose were those no one cared about, and he had only struck seven in five years.

Plus, the "waste" was chopped up and mixed with cement into small pebbles, throwing them into the sea to vanish with the tide—who would discover it?

Hearing this, the taller man nodded.

He didn’t argue with the shorter man.

He had a lot of trust in their small team’s abilities, full of talent.

Not only were there his wide-ranging shady connections, but there was also a brawler, a surgeon skilled in organ extraction and preservation.

And beside him, this short man who had dealt with various dirty jobs for a crime boss.

He believed in the dwarf’s experience in cleaning up.

The two then carried on in silence,

continually walking toward the direction of the coast.

Because the road was remote and primitive, with rubble and mud everywhere, and the two men carrying sacks mixed with cement, their pace was naturally slow.

They certainly didn’t have the leg strength of a Chen Yun.

After roughly twenty minutes,

the two finally approached the coast with their sacks.

They deftly stepped over boulders, put on specially carried rubber shoes, and went onto the damp ground where the tide had receded far away.

Reaching the area near the waves, they evenly scattered the pebble-like "waste" from the sacks along the waves’ path.

Then, watching the tide’s strength carry them away and merge into the seawater, they nodded in satisfaction.

To disperse the "waste" evenly over a long distance, they had moved away from the reef where they had entered the sea on their way here.

But it was the same going up the nearby rocks.

The two folded up the sacks intending to take them back and shred them to be mixed into the next batch of "waste," preparing to leave via the nearby rocks.

Instead, they came upon a naked man, curled up and slightly shivering on a massive boulder that, for some reason, had two strange holes in it.

"Hmm?"

The short man frowned, his hand subconsciously touching the dagger at his waist, a surge of extreme alertness rising within him.

Being out here in the middle of the night, in this godforsaken place, and finding someone else was definitely not a good sign.