Chapter 67 You dare touch my air conditioner?
"I said... stop... disturbing... my... sleep!!!"
Every word sounded like a heavy hammer striking a bronze bell, causing visible ripples of sound waves to explode outward.
The noisy battlefield instantly froze under this roar.
A grey, deathly silent Domain rapidly expanded with Jiang Chen at its center.
It was not True Qi, nor was it ordinary Mental Energy, but an extremely pure form of negative emotion—the irritability of being forcibly dragged out of a sweet dream, the resentment of having one's "casting" interrupted, and the madness of wanting to destroy the world just to find some peace and quiet.
【Ding! Waking Up Anger erupted!】
【Current Fury Value: 200% (Off the charts).】
【Activation Status: Nightmare · Word Spirit (Forced Execution).】
【Target Object: High-decibel noise source in front (Cao Tian).】
Cao Tian's mouth, which was originally about to clamor, suddenly gaped open, but he couldn't make a sound, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat.
He discovered with horror that the surrounding air had become incredibly viscous, to the point where even breathing became a luxury.
"You... what... are you..."
The two Grandmaster-level bodyguards beside Cao Tian reacted the fastest, instantly sensing that something was wrong.
"Protect the Inspector!"
The two roared and lunged at Jiang Chen from left and right, their Protective Aura erupting as they attempted to break through this bizarre force field.
"Noisy."
Jiang Chen didn't even glance at them; he just frowned slightly and casually swiped his finger through the air.
"Sleep."
Hum!
The two aggressive Grandmaster bodyguards, still in mid-air, suddenly had their eyes roll back.
A nightmare capable of shattering their Soul descended into their minds without warning.
"Thud! Thud!"
The two bodies, like kites with broken strings, fell straight to the ground. Even in their unconscious state, their bodies twitched violently, foaming at the mouth, clearly experiencing some great terror.
Instant kill.
An absolute instant kill on a mental level.
[Act Two: Slap Yourself]
"Now, it's quiet."
Jiang Chen, wearing those spongebob pajamas and slippers, walked toward Cao Tian step by step.
His pace was slow, but in Cao Tian's eyes, this was simply the countdown of the Grim Reaper.
"You... what do you want to do?!"
Cao Tian finally found his voice, but it had turned into a shrill scream, "I am a Federal Inspector! I represent the Ministry of Education! You dare touch me? This is treason! I will wipe out your entire clan!"
As he retreated, he brandished the golden token in his hand, his bravado masking his fear.
Jiang Chen stopped three meters in front of him and tilted his head. There was no emotional color in those grey-white eyes.
"Your mouth is truly filthy."
Jiang Chen said softly, "Not only is it noisy, but you also spout manure."
He slowly raised his right hand and made a "slapping" gesture toward Cao Tian.
"Slap yourself. Do not stop until I say so."
【Word Spirit: Forced Control.】
Cao Tian was just about to curse, "Who do you think you are," but he realized with horror that his right hand had lifted uncontrollably.
The feeling was as if another person lived inside his body, seizing all control.
"No... no... my hand..."
Cao Tian watched helplessly as his right hand raised high, and then—slap!
A crisp, resounding slap echoed throughout the entire area.
Cao Tian had used all his strength for this slap.
The physical strength of his Organ Refining Realm was unleashed on his own face without reservation.
Pfft! A few blood-stained teeth mixed with saliva flew out.
Half of Cao Tian's face instantly swelled up, looking like a puffy pig's head.
"No... stop... I don't want to hit myself..." Cao Tian cried out, tears and snot streaming down his face.
But his hand simply wouldn't obey him. Slap! Another slap. A backhand strike. Slap! Slap! Slap!
The rhythm was extremely strong, even creating a certain cadence.
The thousands of soldiers, Lei Heng, and Su Qingyue all watched in a daze.
They had seen ruthless people, but never anyone this ruthless.
To make a high-and-mighty Federal Inspector beat himself into a pig's head in front of the entire army? This was even more unbearable than killing him! This was not just physical torture, but also mental flaying!
"Ah! Help! Mu Qingxue! Save me! I am an Inspector! Ah!"
Cao Tian screamed while frantically slapping his own face, blood splattering and staining his expensive uniform.
Mu Qingxue watched this scene, her shock beyond measure.
She looked at the youth standing in front of Cao Tian with a cold expression, a warm current rising in her heart.
He is venting his anger for me...
"Enough... he'll die if he keeps hitting himself..." Mu Qingxue subconsciously wanted to intervene; after all, if Cao Tian died here, the trouble would be too great.
Jiang Chen seemed to hear her inner voice, or perhaps he felt he was tired of playing this game.
"Alright, stop hitting." Jiang Chen waved his hand.
Cao Tian's hand, which was already swollen and purple, finally stopped.
At this moment, his face was so swollen that he was unrecognizable, his mouth was full of blood, and he was tottering.
"You... you devil..." Cao Tian cursed incoherently, his eyes filled with venom, "I... I will definitely kill you..."
"Still talking nonsense?" The chill in Jiang Chen's eyes intensified.
He stepped forward, grabbed Cao Tian by the collar, and lifted him up like a dead dog.
"Did you want to touch her just now?" Jiang Chen pointed to Mu Qingxue behind him.
"She is my... exclusive air conditioner. If your dirty hands break her, who will I go to for cooling down when I'm hot later? Can you afford to pay for that?"
Mu Qingxue: "..." Although she was touched, what kind of ridiculous descriptor is "exclusive air conditioner"?! Give me back my touched feelings!
"And her too." Jiang Chen pointed to Iliya beside him, "That's my pillow. You wanted to touch her too? Do you know how hard it is to take care of that fur? If you get it dirty, will you wash it?"
Iliya: "..." I thank you very much!
"Since you like inspecting trash so much, then go stay where trash belongs."
Jiang Chen let go, and Cao Tian slid to the ground like a pile of mud.
Then, Jiang Chen raised his foot and aimed at a large pit not far away.
That was a septic tank the soldiers had temporarily dug while cleaning the battlefield to pile up Demonic Beast excrement and rotting entrails.
"Go!"
Bang! Jiang Chen kicked Cao Tian in the butt.
This kick fused the skillful strength of "Sleepwalking Taiji" and the irritability of "Waking Up Anger."
Cao Tian turned into a human cannonball, drawing a graceful parabola in the air, accompanied by a shrill scream: "Jiang Chen! I am not reconciled, ahhh—"
Thud! Precise landing in the pit. The yellowish-brown filth splashed three meters high.
"Glug glug..." Cao Tian struggled a few times in the septic tank, bubbled a few times, and then went completely silent (although he didn't die, he was likely wishing he were dead).
"Hu..." After finishing all this, Jiang Chen clapped his hands, the ferocity on his face dissipating, and he returned to his sleepy appearance.
"Finally, it's quiet." He turned around, looked at the crowd who had long been petrified, and yawned.
"Um... does anyone have an extra wet wipe? That kick just now seems to have dirtied my slippers."
Everyone: "..."
The next second.
"Roar!!"
"Well done!!"
"Long live the Sleep God!!"
Thousands of soldiers erupted into deafening cheers. Lei Heng was so excited that he threw his hat into the sky.
So satisfying! So great! These bullying officials should be treated like this!
Amidst the deafening cheers, Mu Qingxue watched the youth who was complaining about his dirty slippers, and the corners of her mouth finally couldn't help but curl into a very faint, yet beautiful smile.
"This bastard... he really is hard to hate."