I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 132 - 116 The Settings in the Movie Are Still Too Modest_2

Chapter 132: Chapter 116 The Settings in the Movie Are Still Too Modest_2

The combat ability that could instantly kill anyone isn’t worth mentioning for now.

The most terrifying part was,

Tan Bingtang had not found any trace of this formidable person in the surveillance of the nightclub and the surrounding areas he could investigate, yet this person had appeared out of nowhere.

Came without a shadow, left without a trace.

Not a single clue could be traced, as if he were a wandering ghost.

Such formidable stealth ability coupled with that kind of combat skill, was definitely a top-tier assassin that could keep anyone from sleeping easily.

Tan Bingtang had never believed in the existence of such outrageous assassins like those in the movies but now, he believed— even feeling that those movie assassins were somewhat underplayed, that the portrayal was too modest.

The first thing he brought up in the meeting earlier was to resume the secret custody business; otherwise, he was really afraid that fierce man would one day turn up beside his pillow.

Then, he might have to experience those unknown high-tech methods himself, following in the footsteps of the Second Master, becoming a headless rider.

Merely the thought of it

made Tan Bingtang feel a chill all over, unable to suppress a shudder of fear.

Looking around the deserted conference room,

Tan Bingtang was both looking forward to and dreading the silent arrival of that fearsome person, hoping to get some orders so that he could sit securely in his position as the head of Xianghe Real Estate.

Yet, at the same time, he was afraid that his rise to the top would cost him his life at the hands of that fierce man.

So mixed with the excitement of his recent promotion, Tan Bingtang’s mood was unusually complex.

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It was a peaceful 11:15 A.M.

Soft music was playing in Chen Yun’s house.

Chen Yun was comfortably preparing a snake meat feast, meticulously tasting this attempt to discern any improvements or areas needing enhancement.

Having come back early in the morning,

he casually removed his disguise, set aside the cardboard box he had brought back, and leisurely went about the short-term plan he had recently established.

Muscle tremor exercise could wait since exercising thermal sight by heating snake soup wasn’t an option; during the wee hours, he had used his thermal sight to evaporate a man’s head, which was now cooling down.

So Chen Yun drank cold snake soup for breakfast, followed by an exhaustive muscle tremor exercise, and continued with another two hours of various training.

Until 11 A.M., and then he began cooking leisurely again.

Swiftly dealing with an organization that was said to be gang-related the previous night and in the early morning didn’t cause any ripples in his mood.

To be honest,

he found such tasks not much different from going downstairs to buy vegetables.

Do ordinary people get emotionally disturbed for a long time because of a routine trip downstairs to buy groceries?

Obviously not,

because such incidents are too common.

Chen Yun had the same mentality; to him, last night’s quick work was at most like brushing dust off his clothes.

No need to dwell on it any longer.

Moreover, with his Transparent World Perception Ability, outstanding Physical Strength, and speed, he could easily leave no trace, like a sleeve brushing away without a cloud in the sky— last night’s actions didn’t leave any clues.

No one could find him.

By comparison, Chen Yun found controlling the flames on the gas stove to prepare the snake meat feast to be relatively more important and challenging.

He couldn’t subtly adjust the gas valve to the exact level he desired.

It wasn’t that Chen Yun’s manipulation was inadequate, but there was a limit to the precision of the gas valve.

Chen Yun felt,

the slight differences in heat produced under such operation had some impact on the dishes he cooked.

With every detail of cooking with fire recorded in his Memory Palace, he could make such judgments based on different case samples.

Furthermore, dishes inevitably have a hint of gas taste when made on a gas stove, which also made him feel he might need a new set of kitchenware.

Contemplating in this way,

Chen Yun deftly made a bowl of snake meat soup, tasted the decent flavor, recorded improvement measures in his mind,

and then enjoyed himself for quite a while.

At 2 P.M.,

just as Chen Yun was about to knock on the door of Bai Shi’s house,

he noticed some irregularities inside.

In his perception, Bai Shi wasn’t enjoying himself artistically as usual.

Chen Yun was on the phone with someone unknown, seeming both shocked and confused, expressing his bafflement.

Bai Shi had made seven or eight calls after coming back yesterday and getting up this morning to discuss ways to annoy Xianghe Real Estate in a certain domain.

But this was the first call today that left him totally bewildered.

The phone Bai Shi was using had been specially modified by him. It could automatically alter his voice and had anti-signal tracking features.

Obviously, this phone was meant for handling some shady dealings, so the people who could call through were ones Bai Shi knew from the gray areas.

Chen Yun could hear clearly.

The person on the other end was obviously one of Bai Shi’s information sources, who was recounting to Bai Shi about the management change at Xianghe Real Estate earlier that morning, and the resumption of their custodial business.

Bai Shi seemed to be really bewildered by this news.

His contacts hadn’t even begun to take action yet; how could the other side have surrendered first?

Bai Shi asked, somewhat bewildered, whether the caller knew any inside information, but the reply was that they knew nothing, only that the previous head might have died suddenly and that there was no solid evidence about the situation.

In the silence, Bai Shi felt somewhat lost.

However, Chen Yun’s knocking, punctual as expected, with the familiar rhythm of knocks, immediately let Bai Shi know it was Chen Yun outside.

He put aside other thoughts and opened the door with a smile, saying, "Chen Yun, something seems to have gone wrong with Xianghe; the person in charge has died suddenly. I don’t need to keep seeking revenge..."

He stopped mid-sentence as he saw the cardboard box in Chen Yun’s hands at the doorway, which looked strangely familiar.

He stood in silence, gazing at the cardboard box.

Then looked up at Chen Yun’s calm expression.

Then looked down again at the cardboard box, then looked up at Chen Yun again.

Back and forth, as if trying to confirm something.

After a long while, he finally realized that what Chen Yun was holding was indeed the item he had placed under the custody of Xianghe Real Estate.

At that moment,

a flurry of thoughts raced through his mind.

Bai Shi couldn’t help but look at Chen Yun and say, "Last night... did you..."

He wanted to ask if Chen Yun had managed to speedrun that large an organization overnight.

But that seemed a bit too far-fetched.

Even if they had no guns, causing trouble there would at least mean fighting a bunch of henchmen, right?

But before he could finish, Chen Yun followed up with, "Now I can learn about signal modulation and demodulation technology, right?"

His expression was calm.

As if he was filled with a desire to learn.

And indeed, Chen Yun was genuinely eager to study.

He wanted to properly understand the information carried by the electromagnetic waves chaotically traversing his Transparent World Perception range.

It wasn’t a voyeuristic urge to spy on the passing signals,

but rather the unknown information they carried made him itch with curiosity to figure out what it was.

On hearing this, Bai Shi understood.

This change of subject was not so much a denial; rather, it was an indirect admission of the deed and a hint that he didn’t want to continue discussing it.

This made Bai Shi take a long, deep look at Chen Yun, feeling as though he was getting reacquainted with the man before him, who now seemed extraordinary.

You share a tacit understanding with your brother, and you play mind games with him?

How had he never noticed before that this guy possessed such outrageous abilities?

A typing worker transforming into a cold-blooded killer overnight? And storming through a gang in a single night?

Are you John Wick or Schwarzenegger?

A swirl of noise filled Bai Shi’s mind, but in the end, he said nothing.

Compared to digging deeper, he preferred to maintain the original tacit understanding with Chen Yun.

Mystery seemed to attract mystery. By his side, the already cautious pirate Bai Shi, had Chen Yun, who felt even more enigmatic.

As a careful character who had been on the run without being caught for years, he had long noticed some peculiarities about Chen Yun.

Just like how Chen Yun never questioned him, he never questioned Chen Yun.

Bai Shi stopped pondering and said with a light chuckle,

"Then let’s get down to some serious studying."

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