Li Zheng searched once more but couldn’t find any more clues or anything like a follower’s certificate, so he gave up.
With his Spiritual Power, he swept around the corpse, eradicating all the remaining Evil Qi, then a bright fla erged from his fingertip, which he dropped onto the decaying flesh to burn it.
The remaining fat in the corpse gradually beca a fuel, intensifying the fire, and the air was filled with a scorched stench.
At this mont, Li Zheng sensed several stronger presences rapidly approaching from all directions.
He looked around, identifying each one; they were all normal humans, not infected.
Five people arrived, all dressed in Concealing Clothing, making it impossible to discern their appearances or Race. Unlike others, each wore an exquisite badge on their chest.
The sight fell upon it, and Prelis’ Eye quickly provided the information:
[In chaotic areas, establishing a gathering place requires soone to maintain order.]
[Although not certified by the Terminal, the authority of these people in this area has long been acknowledged by every resident who cos here, and the badges they wear on their chests serve no special purpose, rely as a symbol of identity.]
[If you face unjust treatnt in the Sin Domain, you can seek justice from them.]
[Provided you can find them alive.]
Apart from this information, Prelis’ Eye thoroughly uncovered the identities, strengths, and all relevant info about the five, from Race to power ratings, all displayed before Li Zheng.
If Old Prelle didn’t have any weird quirks, even the color of these people’s underwear would be exposed.
Nowadays, as Li Zheng’s power grows, especially after receiving vast Spiritual Power from Xu, Old Prelle’s ability to investigate has dramatically improved.
A short while ago, Li Zheng even asked Old Prelle to investigate the essence of the Matrix, thereby discovering that the Matrix is actually an artificial construct.
Although it only took a few days for the appearance of the Terminal to make that clear to him...
Previously, when investigating Yakumo, Yelan, and the Doctor, Li Zheng failed, and when he asked Prelis’ Eye, the answer was that it hadn’t adapted to his recently increased powers at the ti.
Just ten days ago, upon eting the Blacksmith, it ended up vague again.
This ti, Old Prelle finally ca clean: [So people’s depths are much greater than you imagine. If I forcefully probe their information, there’s a significant chance they would notice, so it’s not that your Prelle can’t do it, but that he shouldn’t!]
Now, all the information about these five before Li Zheng has been uncovered, indicating their combined strength is less than Yakumo and the others.
They could probably only rank within the top thousand on any given street.
With such strength, they’re already admired, for any street, except Ghost Street, has at least a trillion inhabitants.
Breaking into the top thousand with such numbers is indeed not easy.
Li Zheng considers himself capable of being in the top hundred, maybe even retreat in front of the top fifty, thanks to the Spiritual Power left to him by Xu.
Without such imnse Spiritual Power as a backing, even those ranked in the top billion of the street could easily pick on him.
Watching the burning corpse, one of them took out a device as big as a palm computer, investigated briefly nearby, and after receiving the conclusive feedback, he exclaid, "The Evil Thought has vanished completely!"
He then aid the device at the corpse: "If it weren’t for the trace amounts of Evil Thought left in the corpse, I would’ve thought three regular residents just died here."
These words startled the other four, who turned their eyes to Li Zheng: "How did you manage this?"
Only then did Li Zheng realize he might have gone too far.
After killing the infected, he noticed so Evil Qi lingering, worried about any mishap, he intentionally wiped it clean.
Among the five who arrived, one was from the Optimist Race, the weakest of them, having been brought by another one flying under their arm, apparently even lacking a flying tool.
His purpose for being brought was simple: to handle the Evil Thought left by the slain infected.
In this regard, their Optimist Race is expert.
Li Zheng pondered for two seconds: "I’m Le Jia, a half-blood from the Optimist Race, first ti in the Sin Domain today, coincidentally encountered these infected, so I took care of them."
Optimist Race.
Half-blood.
Upon hearing these two keywords, the four understood. For the Optimist Race, handling so leftover Evil Thought is easier than flipping a palm.
Yet, the Optimist Race individual among the five secretly squinted his eyes, looking at Li Zheng with a strange expression, saying nothing.
Although Magic Crystal Stores can’t be established in the Sin Domain, fearing too much Magic Crystal processing could overwhelm and infect the Optimist Race.
However, to prevent unforeseen events, there’s always an Optimist Race rotation in every Sin Domain, ready to promptly deal with any infected invasion.
This ti, the Fourth Sin Domain had Le Weida on rotation; thought it would be routine, just staying in the Sin Domain for ten days to return to the Outer City.
Unexpectedly, with only one day left in his term, he encounters a rare infected invasion seen only once in several years.
And on site, he ets soone claiming to be Le Jia from the Optimist Race.
He couldn’t say whether others believed it, but he certainly did not.
Because he knows Le Jia, as it was Le Weida who took Le Jia from the Wilderness to the Outer City, and even gave her the na Le Jia.
Thus, Le Weida knows Le Jia’s capabilities inside out, and this person could be any called resident from the Outer City but definitely not Le Jia.
Yet, knowing about Le Jia’s existence and so details suggests the two might be acquaintances, so although Le Weida saw through Li Zheng’s nonsense, he chose not to expose it, planning to ask Le Jia what’s going on once back in the Outer City.
"Oh, an Optimist Race mber." The one who brought Le Weida along let out a sigh of relief, gesturing to his side: "This one is also from the Optimist Race, you two should et and connect more in the future."
Li Zheng was already aware that one among them was from the Optimist Race, so he greeted: "Hello senior, I’m Le Jia, used to work at the Magic Crystal Store on Seventh Street."
"Mm." Le Weida responded indifferently, emphasizing his self-introduction: "I’m Le! Weida."
Li Zheng, suspecting nothing, quickly replied: "So it’s Senior Weida, nice to et you."
Seeing no reaction to his na, Le Weida’s face bore an even more pronounced sneer.
Concealed, using a false identity, surely with so clandestine purpose!
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