477: What else can we do? Just keep cooperating!

“You—”

Two Headed Vine was driven mad by Shen Bei.

Shen Bei might not have realized how important this client was.

But in Two Headed Vine’s heart, tracking the Mind's Eye Potion absolutely required this client.

Qi surged to her heart, and Two Headed Vine’s gaze twisted.

If it weren't for the fact that “Ying Zheng” had truly killed the Sheepskin Assassin and was not weak in strength, she would have slapped “Ying Zheng”.

What a mess!

A perfectly good meeting, and he even killed the client!

She was truly speechless.

“Do you even know—” Two Headed Vine’s tone turned into a threat: “I seriously suspect you’re messing with me. I can always switch to a more efficient way to ‘question’ you.”

Shen Bei grinned, this guy’s negotiation style was truly full of typical Black Zone flavor.

The residents of the Black Zone believe that violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most problems, and if a problem can be solved with violence, they won't use more troublesome methods.

This way of doing things naturally appears barbaric, unconstructive, and even “questionable in terms of intelligence” to civilized people.

But ultimately, if these people understood what “more constructive communication” meant, and could learn to “solve problems civilly,” they wouldn’t have fallen into the Black Zone in the first place.

The Black Zone has never been a high-class place, and farsighted people would never use it as a starting line.

If an ordinary person who only understood the Black Zone through “dark-themed fictional stories” might imagine another society that combines “violent aesthetics,” “dark humor,” and “evil romance,” but in reality: there is only violence, no aesthetics; only blackness, no humor; only evil, no romance. It’s not even “another society,” it’s just a particularly dirty, particularly smelly little corner.

Shen Bei understood perfectly that if he took a step back at this moment, he would only be giving up the initiative in the conversation for nothing.

Although adopting a confrontational attitude here felt like being dragged down to the same intelligence level as others, Shen Bei still had to say: “If you can calmly accept the facts, stop dwelling on the past, and tell me your so-called client information, perhaps we can continue our cooperation.”

The uncontrollable anger in Two Headed Vine’s heart suddenly erupted, and she could no longer suppress her rationality.

The moment Shen Bei’s words fell, an extremely cunning look flashed in Two Headed Vine’s eyes.

At the same time, Two Headed Vine flipped her palm, tearing through the air, cutting through the airflow, and attacked Shen Bei from all angles with the momentum of a rushing thunderbolt!

Shen Bei faintly heard an almost imperceptible whistle of air, but did not react.

When Two Headed Vine attacked, her strength was also exposed.

She was barely a Five-Rank Martial Artist.

If Shen Bei had wanted to, he could have sent Two Headed Vine to Reincarnation without her even realizing it.

But Shen Bei merely raised his head, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling in his pupils, his gaze cruel and brutal.

An invisible wave, the Aura of an Eighth Rank Martial Warrior, spread out, crushing everything.

At this moment, Two Headed Vine instantly retracted her hand, her face suddenly changing drastically. She stumbled backward, and in her panic, accidentally tripped over a chair behind her and fell to the ground.

Shen Bei clearly did nothing, yet she was as disheveled as a problem student who had offended a strong homeroom teacher in the classroom, was forcibly picked up, thrown out, and knocked over a bunch of desks and chairs.

This was the suppression between Martial Artists.

An insurmountable chasm.

This situation was just like when Nine Lives Raven appeared in Changtu County and was caught red-handed by Bai Wei.

At that time, Nine Lives Raven, in his capacity as a Martial God, directly suppressed the Eighth Rank Martial Warrior guards around Bai Wei with a single sentence, “You all hold your heads too high,” causing them all to kneel.

The waiter tried to help Two Headed Vine, but she shook her head, refusing, while helping herself up using the overturned table and chairs, and then actively worked with the waiter to put all the furniture she had knocked over back in place.

Her attitude surprised Shen Bei a little. Shen Bei had thought she was someone who, because she was a Martial Artist, treated all ordinary people as third-class citizens.

After all, this was a common problem among Martial Artists, always feeling that they should be superior to ordinary people.

Otherwise, what was the point of ten years of arduous martial arts training?

Wouldn't lying flat be more appealing?

But her true personality didn't seem as savage as she had just displayed.

Under Shen Bei’s gaze, Two Headed Vine returned to her original seat without a word, her eyes a mix of vigilance and disbelief, staring fixedly at Shen Bei as if he might pounce and bite her at any moment.

“If a casual sneak attack could succeed, that would be far too naive.” Shen Bei rested his legs on the table, his tone arrogant, his gaze carrying a hint of disdain.

“There’s a limit to bragging!”

Two Headed Vine snorted in dissatisfaction, but when Shen Bei’s gaze swept over, she turned her face away like a puppy who had done something wrong, as if she hadn't said anything at all.

To be honest, Shen Bei also knew he was bragging, and when he said those big words, he often felt his face flush, always uneasily wondering if his choice of words was too high-profile, or even seemed “ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.”

But ever since a series of activities in the Black Zone, Shen Bei had come to realize that for these people, humility was rarely useful; they were simply “cheap,” and they responded to that approach.

If he adopted a low-key style, they would instead suspect it was a sign of “an opportunity to exploit.”

When it was time to show off, he absolutely couldn't hold back.

“Compared to that, let’s get to the main topic.” Shen Bei guided the conversation: “I want to know what value your so-called client has?”

Two Headed Vine sniffled, then sipped her milk tea for a long time.

Finally, she sighed and said, “His name is Mu Feiran, from Liaobei Province, and he just graduated from Beijing Martial Arts University.”

Shen Bei shrugged, that was natural.

This information should not be difficult for Two Headed Vine, an underground intelligence broker.

It was possible that Mu Feiran was new to the underground world, inexperienced, and mistakenly believed his information was well-protected.

In reality, he had already been thoroughly exposed in front of an intelligence broker.

To be honest, without Principal Qin’s help, if Shen Bei had ventured into the underground world, he would also have been thoroughly investigated.

The advantage of having a guide was evident; it could save a lot of detours.

At least, Two Headed Vine still didn’t know the true identity of “Ying Zheng.”

Shen Bei raised his hand, signaling Two Headed Vine to continue.

Two Headed Vine continued, “It’s an organization that’s currently researching how to use pharmaceutical technology to transform ordinary people into Martial Artists, or to help Martial Artists advance in rank. It’s actually the Apocalypse Cult.”

This was completely redundant; Shen Bei already had this information and didn't need Two Headed Vine to elaborate.

“Any drug, after research and development, must undergo rigorous testing to confirm its efficacy and safety, to determine whether it is ‘completed’ or ‘moving to the next stage.’”

Two Headed Vine spoke incessantly, like a scholar presenting a report.

As for Mu Feiran’s role in all this, and why he was an important client, she had not mentioned a word.

But Shen Bei knew that Two Headed Vine was setting the stage; once the groundwork was laid, Mu Feiran would naturally be brought up.

Two Headed Vine’s tone was devoid of emotion as she continued, “The initial experimental stage is usually tested on animals, but the problem is that the mysterious organization’s research drugs are specifically developed with human physiological characteristics in mind, aiming to forcibly disrupt the strength changes of Martial Artists.”

Shen Bei frowned, interjecting, “So, this drug can’t be tested on animals and must go directly into human trials?”

Two Headed Vine met Shen Bei’s gaze and nodded heavily: “Exactly!”