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The three didn't bring much, but what they carried was very valuable.

Not to mention the 6000 Lini in cash.

Just for food and water, they brought three bags. That's not even counting the two wild rabbits.

Besides that, they also brought three daggers, two spears made of fine steel, and a bow with 20 arrows.

Fang Ze's weapon and "mount": the chair, had completely fallen apart in the first wave of attack, so after a moment of hesitation, he had no choice but to settle for using the two spears for now.

Apart from these valuable items, what concerned Fang Ze the most was that all three men were carrying something like an amulet.

The amulet bore a strange pattern: an open palm with a giant eye in its center. It looked a little creepy.

The moment he saw that pattern, Fang Ze immediately associated it with the pattern left on the ground at Han Kaiwei's death.

Are the two patterns the same…?

Could it be that these three were from the organization?

Had the organization sent them to assassinate him?

But if the Security Bureau couldn't find him, how did the organization manage to?

With these doubts in his mind, Fang Ze threw the three amulets onto the corpses and ordered the Shadow Warriors to bury them on the spot.

He had no intention of taking such peculiar items with him, considering they could contain any number of curses or tracking devices.

After the Shadow Warriors finished burying the bodies, Fang Ze repacked his belongings properly.

Then, holding the iron spear, he said to Stick One, "Lead the way."

Before the intense battle, Stick One had found a suitable place for rest and hiding.

Fang Ze had been running for a day and a night and had fought for the first time; it was inevitable that he felt both physically and mentally exhausted.

Therefore, he wanted to see if that place was suitable for recuperation.

Moreover, he hadn't gone to the Late-Night Investigation Room yesterday, and today he should enter the Investigation Room to continue gaining benefits and strengthening his power.

Thinking this, the three once again dashed through the jungle, speeding toward their hiding spot.

Yet as he ran, Fang Ze felt something off about his body.

Not that it felt bad, but rather a little too good.

Previously, after two instances of borrowing the effects of training and several days of exercise, he felt as though all his muscles had been activated; they'd start generating heat the moment he moved.

But he'd never been able to fully channel all that power.

This time, however, after a fight to the death, he miraculously felt as though he had improved.

His arms, shoulders, and back seemed to have formed into one big tendon.

During movement, they became completely unified, indistinguishable from each other, making his strength more vigorous and the use of power smoother.

"Really, is it in the face of death that breakthroughs are most likely...?"

As he thought this over, Fang Ze also grew curious, "I wonder to what level those three's Martial Arts Cultivation had reached? It seemed like they didn't get a chance to show their real strength. There wasn't a chance to compare."

.......

At the same time.

Within the Special Case Team's temporary residence.

A man in uniform with gold-rimmed glasses seemed to sense something.

He squinted his eyes, a smile appearing on his face, "Interesting... how interesting…"

"The Silver Feather trio died?"

"Their Martial Arts Cultivation was not weak; they had all reached the Skin Tempering stage. Not only were they powerful and agile, but they also had tough skin and dense flesh. Unless you used refined weapons and Extraordinary Power, it was almost impossible to inflict fatal damage on them."

"Plus, the three of them understood Combined Strike Skills. Once executed, even an early-stage Awakener with training might not be their match."

"I didn't expect them to fall at the hands of a simple Periphery Member."

He paced slowly around the room.

After a while, he adjusted his glasses, his eyes narrowing slightly, "In that case... what if we sent him?"

......

After running for about five minutes, Fang Ze finally arrived at a cave following Stick One.

The cave wasn't large and could only fit three or four people standing.

Fang Ze carefully inspected it, finding no signs of animal droppings or claw marks; it seemed naturally formed.

Although the conditions were a bit harsh, in the jungle, this was already considered an excellent place.

Thus, Fang Ze nodded to the two Shadow Warriors and instructed, "Put the things down. We'll rest here for tonight."

Obeying his orders, the two Shadow Warriors put down their burdens and spread Fang Ze's carried bundle on the ground for him to sit on.

Fang Ze sat on his bundle and began to ponder over the battle he had just fought and his plans moving forward.

First off, he could be sure that the following period would be a dangerous fugitive life.

That was the price he was paying for freedom.

Initially, he thought he would only be facing pursuit from the Security Bureau and Investigation Bureau.

Unexpectedly, now the organization had also started to hunt him down.

This made his situation even more dire.

Therefore, even while fleeing, he had to enhance his strength as quickly as possible!

After all, in this world of extraordinary power, freedom is elusive everywhere. Only with great strength comes true freedom!

As for Fang Ze now, there were only two ways to enhance his strength.

One was his Awakening Ability.

His Awakening Ability, despite many harsh conditions, still satisfied the criteria for a powerful ability.

At its current early stage, he couldn't make full use of it.

Therefore, improving his ability level as soon as possible and developing more uses for his power had become Fang Ze's urgent priority.

Besides the Awakening Ability, the second means to enhance Fang Ze's strength was the Late-Night Investigation Room.

This room, which could bring various magical abilities and treasures, was the quickest path to boost Fang Ze's strength. Fang Ze had to utilize it.

Previously, in the Special Case Team, he used it in a "safe" environment. He could enter it every late night.

But now, with enemies chasing him outside, if he wanted to use it without concerns later, Fang Ze felt he must conduct some safety experiments.....

With this in mind, Fang Ze gestured to the two Shadow Warriors who had once again submerged into his shadow to hide.

As he beckoned, the two huge Shadow Warriors slowly emerged from his shadow, then knelt on one knee, awaiting Fang Ze's orders.

Fang Ze instructed, "Next, I'm going to sleep. Then I'll go to an unknown place."

"Don't stay in my shadow. One of you go outside to keep watch, and the other stay close to protect me."

"In case of a special situation, or if I've slept for 2 hours, wake me up."

"Understood?"

Hearing Fang Ze's words, the two Shadow Warriors slowly nodded and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Fang Ze waved his hand, signaling them to proceed with the plan.

The two Shadow Warriors were clearly led by Stick One. After Fang Ze gave the orders, Stick Two looked towards Stick One.

Stick One gestured with a nod of his head.

Consequently, Stick Two, carrying his huge stick, left the cave and submerged into the darkness to keep watch.

Meanwhile, Stick One approached the dark corner of the wall and submerged into it as well, seemingly intent on guarding Fang Ze personally for reassurance.

Seeing the two divide the work, Fang Ze also lay down, ready to investigate and do safety experiments.....

........

Although the cave floor was cool and hard, perhaps because he had traveled all day and fought a big battle, he was so tired that it didn't take long for Fang Ze to sink into deep sleep.

As Fang Ze fell asleep, the cave also plunged into darkness and silence.

The night wind gently brushed outside, rustling the leaves.....

The two huge "flat" black shadows inside and outside the cave stood still like door gods, as if they had been there since ancient times.....

.....

It was hard to tell how much time had passed.

When Fang Ze awoke again, he found himself in the Late-Night Investigation Room.

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Rubbing the somewhat sore back of his head, Fang Ze suddenly felt silly.

He had brought a chair! Why hadn't he brought a pillow!

Wasn't this more useful than the chair's one-time weapon?

Muttering complaints, Fang Ze sat down and tapped the desk softly with his right index finger.

Immediately, a multitude of images appeared before Fang Ze.

Looking at the available summons, honestly, if there hadn't been an attack by gang members that night, Fang Ze had planned to summon a newcomer to see if there were any additional gains.

But after tonight's battle, Fang Ze knew that the most important thing was to enhance his own strength.

Therefore, even though it was just an experiment, he still made the most advantageous choice: Miaomiao.....

This remarkable woman had an exaggerated "guaranteed minimum" mechanism.

Even if for a shorter time, the gain should still be assured.

With that in mind, Fang Ze altered the room's layout, once again transforming it into the appearance of that luxurious room, then gently clicked on Miaomiao's image.....

.......

Miaomiao was somewhat physically and mentally exhausted these last few days.

Maybe because there had been no progress, starting from yesterday, in addition to guarding several street entrances and exits, the gang had also gathered a lot of hoodlums. They brandished machetes, iron rods, and iron pans, ceaselessly banging and clanging on the streets, creating a tremendous racket.

As they banged, they shouted, "That stinking whore. You bitch, stop hiding. We know you fucking live between these two streets."

"You have the guts to kill our people, to steal our stuff. You don't have the fucking guts to show your face?!"

"I'm telling you! You have three days to come out on your own. Otherwise, don't blame us for searching house by house ourselves!"

They shouted these things every couple of hours, taking turns to chant them on multiple streets. Even late into the night, into the early morning, they didn't stop, deliberately preventing rest.

As for their "house-by-house" "search," it was not really just a "search."

Miaomiao still remembered, a few years ago, a family had offended a gang, and when that gang went to their house "to search"...

The door was violently kicked in, anything breakable was smashed to pieces, the people were beaten until their heads bled, gang members laughed wildly while they dragged the bloodied family through the streets...

Even if searching two streets might not be as dramatic or violent,

It didn't mean they would be much more restrained.....