I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 453 - 289: Lifesaving Straw

Chapter 453: Chapter 289: Lifesaving Straw

May 12th, evening.

Dusk had fallen.

In a corner of the Golden Triangle, there was a remote town forgotten by the world, where countless crimes festered due to its location in such an infamous area.

This was a neutral zone, loosely managed by a coalition government.

But because it was situated within the Golden Triangle Region, even if there was order on the surface, behind the scenes, it could be described as completely decrepit; it was merely free from surrounding warlords’ conflicts for the time being.

As night descended, the entire town seemed to be enveloped by a thick haze, with even the starlight appearing dim and intermittent.

At the edge of the town, dilapidated buildings were densely packed—breeding grounds for illegal activities and fertile soil for various criminal acts.

In the dark, one could occasionally spot one or two figures hurrying along. Their movements were sneaky, as if they were avoiding something.

The air was filled with an unsettling presence, a blend of fear and desire.

On both sides of the streets, some rudimentary shops barely kept their lights on, attempting to bring a glimmer of brightness to the night, but the dim yellow light only illuminated a small area in front of the doors, leaving the further regions in pitch darkness.

Among these shops, some served as contact points for underground dealings, some as hubs for smuggled goods, and others as entertainment venues for thrill-seekers.

In some hidden corners of the town, beams of flashlights could be seen shuttling through the woods—smugglers busily transporting goods.

They carefully avoided the patrol teams’ view, using the night as their best disguise.

And within this dense forest, even more secret transactions were taking place—drugs, weapons, and even wildlife products were all traded here.

The night wind carried a chill, yet the hearts of the people were heavy, filled with uncertainty and fear for the future.

And on this seemingly ordinary night,

in a wooden hut at a corner of the town, Bai Shi sat next to an old table, organizing the fake documents and supplies needed for his forthcoming escape.

After leaving Hua Country and arriving in Gallia not long before, he had found Nick.

Although they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, their rapport was still intact.

After some secret plotting, they had successfully infiltrated Black Crow’s secret base and cunningly forced Black Crow to divulge critical information about a drug lord in the Golden Triangle Region.

Following the clues provided by Black Crow, Bai Shi and Nick quickly set off for the Golden Triangle area.

This land was filled with unknowns and dangers, requiring them to tread carefully. Using various methods to cover their tracks, they finally reached their destination after an arduous journey.

In the past two days, Bai Shi and Nick had crafted a meticulous plan targeting a drug lord with whom they had a bitter feud.

They exploited the drug lord’s weaknesses and meticulously set their trap.

Finally, at noon today, they caught a chance when a major drug lord came to this place with relatively lax defenses and silently eliminated their target with delayed poison.

In that moment, all their fatigue seemed to vanish, replaced by a sense of inner liberation and an indescribable feeling of accomplishment.

Of course,

what followed was the urgency to flee.

After assassinating the drug lord with delayed poison, it was time to start running.

Because the effects of delayed poison did not result in immediate death.

It was a kind of special delayed toxin that made everyone think the drug lord was merely sick and unconscious, apparently still alive.

The drug lord would not die until tomorrow.

So even if that major drug lord was now bedridden, no one would realize it was an assassination, and no one was in pursuit to search for them.

They had ample time to prepare for their escape.

After safely getting away from the Golden Triangle Region, they could continue to deal with another enemy—the assassin organization Shadow Blade.

And now,

it was time to get busy preparing to run.

So despite the late hour, Bai Shi was still diligently checking his weapons and documents.

Inside the hut, the few dim oil lamps barely lit up the cramped space.

On the old table in front of Bai Shi were scattered various items: a few forged identity documents, maps, cash, a small communication device, and some basic medical supplies.

He scrutinized the documents in his hand, ensuring they could be used in an emergency.

These documents were critical for him and Nick to disguise their identities—discovery would be unthinkable.

Bai Shi’s gaze was focused and resolute, as if making final preparations for the upcoming escape journey.

Hanging on the wall nearby were several lightweight garments, with two backpacks placed in the corner, packed with essential supplies they had collected over the past few days.

Bai Shi picked up a compact pistol, expertly disassembled it, cleaned it, then reassembled it, and slid it into the holster at his waist.

He knew that in this land full of unknowns and dangers, one should never let down their guard.

Outside the wooden hut, the night wind carried a chill, gently blowing past, with leaves rustling in response and occasional sounds of dogs barking from afar.

Bai Shi looked up at the monitor on the table, peering into the darkness outside, where sparse light leaked from the buildings nearby.

Bai Shi and Nick had previously formulated a very detailed plan, including how to approach the target, execute the action, and their subsequent escape route.