63: Lin Mo, who doubts life, Sun family

Lin Mo opened his mouth, unsure of what to say for a moment.

If he remembered correctly, Yang Dian had only received the Heaven and Man Unity Skill a few days ago, and had only ordered the tianren he yi oral liquid yesterday.

In fact, the oral liquid had only been received this morning!

"You... you..."

After repeating "you" twice, he let out a deep breath:

"You rascal."

"Don't hide on the rooftop and scare people anymore."

"I'm getting old; I can't take the fright."

"Also, the cost of materials and labor for repairing the rooftop will be deducted from your salary."

With that, Lin Mo held his thermos and walked towards the stairwell.

However, judging by the way he accidentally missed a step, it was clear he was not calm at all.

Watching Lin Mo go downstairs, Yang Dian also retracted the Qi and blood that had transformed into scales and claws.

Lin Mo coming to the rooftop, he wasn't unaware.

Exposing his martial arts progress was also intentional.

Without a doubt, Lin Mo would probably report that he had Cultivated Qi and blood in a short time, and used Qi and blood to mimic Dragon claws and Dragon scales.

Yang Dian wanted to see the attitude of the higher-ups.

"Will they maintain the status quo or provide strong support?"

Yang Dian didn't know.

But he didn't care much either.

Strong support would naturally be good.

He could use it to gain stronger power to resist potential future crises.

If things remained the same, it wouldn't be so bad either.

With the help of his cheat, he believed that protecting his family's safety wouldn't be a problem.

Lost in thought, Yang Dian opened his panel and glanced at it again.

The energy required for Dragon Claw Hand to unlock its third trait had already reached 1492.5.

That was 10 times the amount needed to unlock the second trait.

'So, for each additional trait, the energy consumption increases tenfold?'

'This energy gap is getting bigger and bigger.'

The larger the energy gap, the more important Dudu became.

He remembered that when Dragon Claw Hand unlocked its first trait, it consumed 25 points of energy.

If it weren't for Dudu's starlight energy sublimating his life essence, unlocking the third trait of Dragon Claw Hand would require 2500 energy.

That was nearly twice as much as it was now.

'So, what exactly is the starlight energy dropping from Dudu?'

'It feels like Dudu can almost be considered my second cheat...'

'My little sister really is my lucky star.'

As his thoughts churned, Yang Dian also lifted his foot and walked downstairs.

It was almost time.

He should go to Sun Yuwei's house and see what was going on with her.

After putting his briefcase into a private safe at the Special Administration Bureau, Yang Dian changed into his Special Administration Bureau uniform, rode his electric scooter, and headed straight to 58 Sishui Street.

Sishui Street was right next to Pingshui Street.

Number 58 was where the Sun family father and daughter ran their breakfast shop.

The breakfast shop had two floors, upstairs and downstairs.

The first floor was used by the Sun family father and daughter to run their breakfast business, while the second floor housed their living quarters, including bedrooms and a study.

As the setting sun cast long shadows, the crescent moon began to rise.

The dim moonlight spilled across the ground.

The faint yellow light from the breakfast shop also squeezed out from the gaps in the rolling shutter door, extending a step beyond the storefront.

The Sun family's breakfast shop was indeed different from usual.

Normally at this time, the breakfast shop would be open.

Although there were fewer people eating steamed buns and wontons at night, there weren't none.

Those Young Misses from the neighboring Pingshui Street, dressed in revealing clothes, had just woken up and were starting their early shifts.

The father and daughter, relying on each other, would always strive to earn every last penny before closing for the day.

They usually stayed open until eight or nine in the evening.

Standing in front of the rolling shutter door, Yang Dian was still deliberating on how to communicate with the father and daughter.

But before he could come up with a plan, a shadow appeared behind the door, blocking the light that had stretched outside.

"Who?"

Yang Dian looked at the rolling shutter door with some surprise.

Although he couldn't see, he could almost imagine Sun Li looking out the door with a wary expression, probably holding some weapon in his hand.

After a moment of thought, Yang Dian decided to tell the truth:

"China Anomalous Affairs Administration, Second-Level Peacekeeper, Yang Dian."

After his words, a long silence fell both inside and outside the rolling shutter door.

Just as Yang Dian was wondering if he should say something else, the rolling shutter door began to rise with a clatter, revealing Sun Li behind it, holding a rolling pin, looking exhausted and highly vigilant.

Glancing past Sun Li, Yang Dian looked into the shop.

Yang Dian found the breakfast shop unusually clean.

Clean to an exaggerated degree.

The floor, wall corners, and ceiling were all spotless.

Tables, chairs, bowls, chopsticks, and spoons were all placed in their proper positions and arranged neatly.

The range hood was sparkling clean, without a trace of grease.

The entire shop looked as if it had been tidied up from inside out by someone with mysophobia and OCD.

Yet, when he had breakfast this morning, there had been no such changes in the shop.

Yang Dian was surveying the breakfast shop.

The breakfast shop owner, Sun Li, was also observing Yang Dian.

Yang Dian's Special Administration Bureau uniform was different from traditional Policeman uniforms.

But the moment he saw the uniform, Sun Li instinctively confirmed Yang Dian's identity as an official.

Although different from traditional uniforms, this inherited style was something ordinary people could not imitate.

When his gaze shifted from the uniform to Yang Dian's face, Sun Li felt a hint of surprise.

'Why does he look somewhat familiar?'

In his thoughts, Sun Li then saw Yang Dian's long hair tied back behind his head, and a look of realization appeared on his face:

"It's you?"

"You're still a Policeman?"

"Why didn't Second Uncle mention it?"

Yang Dian was a bit taken aback:

"You know Second Uncle, and you've talked about me with him?"

Perhaps because he encountered an acquaintance, the wariness on Sun Li's face visibly dissipated somewhat:

"This breakfast shop also belongs to Second Uncle. He likes to come and sit here when he has nothing to do."

"In fact, it's not just this breakfast shop."

"Second Uncle was among the earliest generation of relocatees, having experienced several demolitions in his lifetime."

"He acquired over 40 storefronts on these two streets, Pingshui and Sishui."

"He often visits the shops, chatting with us tenants. If our business isn't good, he even empathizes with us and reduces the rent."

"In this entire area, you're the only grown man who suddenly started wearing a wig."

"So you became a topic of conversation."

At this point, as if afraid Yang Dian might misunderstand, he added a few more sentences:

"Second Uncle has a very good impression of you. He says you're a very good young man, refined and courteous, otherwise he wouldn't have let you rent into his house."

"His house refers to the building he lives in, not the houses he rents out to other tenants."

Yang Dian's breath hitched.

He had anticipated that wearing Dudu would make him a topic of conversation among others.

But he hadn't expected Second Uncle to own so many properties!

These days, although housing prices, especially in coastal areas, were falling year by year.

But over 40 storefronts was still an incredibly exaggerated number.

Not to mention the even greater number of houses in addition to the storefronts.

Being born into the right family truly was a skill!

Rubbing his temples to clear his mind of envy and jealousy, Yang Dian looked at Sun Li and said seriously:

"Since you know me, I won't say much more."

"You should know why I'm here at your house so late, right?"

"Is Sun Yuwei here?"

Hearing Yang Dian mention his daughter, Sun Li instinctively tightened his grip on the rolling pin.

"Can, can you tell me again which unit you're from?"

"China Anomalous Affairs Administration."

Sun Li swallowed, his expression visibly growing tense:

"Then... then... what if..."

Yang Dian reached out to interrupt Sun Li's stuttering words and directly gave him the answer he sought:

"Something beyond normal human imagination has happened to Sun Yuwei, right?"

Seeing him nod in acknowledgment, Yang Dian continued:

"But it's only beyond normal human imagination."

"For us, whether it's the body or certain organs mutating or evolving, it's a perfectly normal occurrence."

"So you don't need to worry that your daughter will be forcibly detained by us, or taken to a laboratory for experiments."

"This world isn't as dark as you imagine."