64: Chapter 64 Overwhelming Firepower

In the test tube, a glowing purple liquid.

This was a Mental Talent Awakening Guidance Potion, made primarily from the Soul-Snatching Grass given by Su Qingxue, supplemented by three Mental-Type Exotic Beast Crystal Nuclei.

Lin Fan's hand was steady, without the slightest tremor.

He pried open Lin Xiaoya's mouth and poured the scalding liquid in.

"Sizzle."

As the potion went down, Lin Xiaoya's previously pained and twisted face instantly relaxed. The black mental storm in her glabella, which was on the verge of exploding out of control, seemed to have met its nemesis, quickly neutralized and decomposed by the medicinal power, finally transforming into a gentle stream that docilely integrated into her limbs and bones.

Beneath her pale skin, a sacred silver glow faintly emerged.

[S-Rank Talent 'Mind Dominator' successfully awakened.]

[Current status: Stable. Mental power threshold locked. Host's sister will enter deep sleep, estimated awakening time: 12 hours.]

Lin Fan let out a long breath, his back drenched in cold sweat.

He won the gamble.

He reached out to tuck in his sister's quilt, his movements as gentle as if he were wiping a fragile piece of porcelain.

He walked out of the room.

The moment he closed and locked the door, the tenderness on Lin Fan's face vanished, replaced by extreme chill.

Now that the family was settled, it was time to deal with the trash outside.

...

Jianghai City Defense Force garrison, Third Field Army Command Post.

"Bang!"

A loud crash.

The solid wood desk that had been with Thunder Tiger for ten years was smashed into two by an iron palm covered in thick calluses. Wood chips flew, and documents scattered across the floor.

The air pressure in the office was suffocatingly low.

Thunder Tiger stood in the ruins, veins bulging on his neck, like an enraged grizzly bear, "Excellent! Someone actually dared to touch Lin Fan's family at Longhu No. 1?"

The adjutant stood at attention, trembling, "Reporting, Commander! According to intelligence, the Wang Family hired the Shadow Fang organization. The first wave of probes has been repelled by Lin Fan, but... the Wang Family seems to have deployed suicide squads and is gathering them."

"Wang Tianba, that idiot, usually the country turns a blind eye to these people, spoiling them so much that they don't even put the military in their eyes!"

"If it weren't for the myriad races eyeing us from outside, these lawless small families would have been eradicated by the country long ago! They don't contribute on the battlefield against exotic races, but they're good at causing trouble in the safe zone!"

Thunder Tiger tore open his uniform button, pacing back and forth, his military boots thudding heavily on the floor.

Touch Lin Fan?

That was like touching Thunder Tiger's lifeblood!

Did he still want next month's 'Special Supply Blind Box'? Did the brothers on the front line, waiting to open blind boxes to improve their strength, still want their lives?

Now, Myriad Treasures Pavilion was the logistics department of the Third Field Army, and Lin Fan was the biggest quartermaster.

Cutting off someone's source of wealth was like killing their parents.

Cutting off military supplies was treason!

Thunder Tiger suddenly stopped, grabbed the red confidential phone, and directly dialed the city lord's dedicated line.

"This is Thunder Tiger."

"Connect me to City Lord Li Zhen."

Three seconds later.

Thunder Tiger spoke into the receiver, his tone grim, without any of his usual roughness, only the iron-blooded solemnity of a soldier.

"City Lord, I request to deploy the Special Operations Battalion into the city."

"Reason? The reason is simple."

"A terrorist force has appeared in Jianghai City, colluding with exotic races and attacking important military industrial talent. I have conclusive evidence that the Wang Family is colluding with the underground Shadow Fang organization, intending to disrupt our army's logistics supply chain."

"Yes, it's a terrorist attack. Not a brawl, it's war."

He hung up the phone.

Thunder Tiger grabbed the combat knife hanging on the wall and strode out.

"Order, full battalion assemble, live ammunition issued!"

"Tonight, I'm going to let the Wang Family know what military control means!"

...

Imperial Dragon Residence, basement.

The air was filled with a nauseatingly sweet, bloody smell.

Cyclops was suspended in mid-air by iron chains, his limbs twisted at grotesque angles. He wasn't dead yet, but he wasn't far from it.

Lin Fan sat opposite him, toying with a dark green test tube in his hand.

That was the "S-Rank Hybrid Toxin" he had just extracted from his own blood.

"Ah!!"

Cyclops let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Lin Fan merely flicked a drop of the toxin onto his wound.

That pain wasn't just flesh-deep; it was like countless ants gnawing at his nerves, amplifying the pain signal hundreds of times.

"I'm not in a hurry."

Lin Fan glanced at his watch, "There are still three hours until dawn. I have all the time in the world to play with you. You know, a person has 206 bones; I can corrode them into dust one by one, and you will consciously feel the entire process."

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Cyclops's mental defenses completely collapsed.

Under the torment of the S-Rank Toxin Body, even a killer unafraid of death would speak.

"It was Wang Tianba... he gave fifty million... and wanted us to capture your sister alive..."

"Besides our squad, Shadow Fang's 'Elite Team' also came... and the Wang Family's suicide squads, a total of fifty people... they brought heavy weapons, and... and prohibited Psionic Bombs..."

Lin Fan nodded.

"Very good."

He stood up, without any unnecessary words, and poured the entire tube of toxin onto Cyclops.

"As a reward, I'll send you on your way."

After disposing of the body, Lin Fan walked out of the basement and into the courtyard.

Su Qingxue had still left a team of Su Family guards on standby in the adjacent villa, occupying various defensive positions and performing patrol duties.

Seeing Lin Fan emerge from his villa, the leading captain saluted nervously.

"Mr. Lin, a large number of unknown heat sources have been detected approaching the perimeter. The enemy has heavy firepower, we..."

"Stand back."

Lin Fan waved his hand, "Just guard the villa gate. The rest, leave to me."

The captain was stunned.

Leave it to one person?

The enemy consisted of dozens of fully armed suicide squads!

Just then.

The ground began to tremble.

"Rumble..."

A dull roar came from afar, making even the villa's glass subtly vibrate.

That wasn't thunder.

That was the roar of a steel torrent crushing over asphalt roads.

Three A.M.

Twelve camouflage-painted heavy armored personnel carriers, like twelve steel beasts, tore through the tranquility of Longhu No. 1.

Blinding headlights illuminated the night as bright as day.

The armored vehicles directly smashed through the community's landscape belt, fanning out to surround the perimeter of Imperial Dragon Residence.

The heavy machine gun turrets on the roofs rotated, their dark muzzles locking onto every shadowy corner around them.

"Click, click, click!"

The vehicle doors opened.

Hundreds of fully armed soldiers jumped out and quickly set up defensive lines.

These were true killing machines; every soldier exuded a strong aura of bloodlust.

Thunder Tiger jumped out of the first command vehicle, combat knife in hand, and strode up to Lin Fan.

"Little brother, I'm not too late, am I?"

Thunder Tiger grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that looked particularly grim in the light, "I heard someone wanted to touch my blind box supplier? I brought the Special Operations Battalion."

Lin Fan looked at the exaggerated display and smiled.

"Brother Lei, isn't this a bit too much?"

"Too much?"

Thunder Tiger snorted coldly, then turned to look at the distant dark forest.

There, the Shadow Fang Elite Team and Wang Family suicide squads, who had been preparing to launch a surprise attack, were now frozen in place.

Against regular army heavy armored units, a so-called assassin organization was a joke.

"My command!"

Thunder Tiger's voice echoed in the night sky, carrying an undeniable dominance.

"Using five hundred meters ahead as the boundary, designate a military restricted area!"

"Anyone entering this area with weapons without permission will be considered a terrorist."

"No warning needed."

"Kill on sight!"

"Click!"

The sound of hundreds of automatic rifles simultaneously cocking their chambers converged into a whisper of death.

Deep in the forest.

Blood Blade, the gold-medal assassin of the Shadow Fang organization, looked at the interwoven network of firepower ahead, his knife-gripping hand trembling.

Crazy.

This world was crazy.

To kill a high school student, was it necessary to deploy the Field Army's Special Operations Battalion?

This wasn't an assassination; this was a suicide mission!

"Retreat, quick retreat!"

Blood Blade roared, then turned and ran.

Money was important, but life was more important.

However.

"Since you've come, don't leave."

Lin Fan's voice suddenly echoed in his ear.

"Buzz!"

Twelve beams of light suddenly lit up on the ground around the villa.

[Twelve Earthly Fiends Killing Formation, activate!]

The assassins who were preparing to retreat suddenly found that their surroundings had changed.

No forest, no retreat.

Only a hazy, malevolent energy space, where gravity instantly increased threefold.

"This is... a formation?!"

Blood Blade screamed in terror.

"Brother Lei, lend me your soldiers."

Lin Fan stood on top of an armored vehicle, looking down at the more than thirty assassins trapped in the grand formation.

In his Eye of True Sight, these people were no longer threats.

But rather, walking piles of high-quality blind box raw materials.

These were excellent materials for making "Slaughter Series" blind boxes.

"Everyone, follow Consultant Lin's command!" Thunder Tiger waved his large hand.

Lin Fan raised his hand, his fingertip pointing towards the center of the grand formation.

"Target: twelve o'clock direction, full coverage fire."

"Open fire."

"Da da da da da da!"

Twelve heavy machine guns simultaneously spat out half-meter long tongues of flame.

A storm of metal instantly engulfed the grand formation.

This wasn't combat.

This was a harvest.

Lin Fan watched the enemies continuously fall, watching the [+1 Raw Material] prompts frantically flashing in the system backend.

Wang Tianba.

I accept this grand gift of yours.

Myriad Treasures Pavilion will have new stock again.