Chapter 238: Anomaly

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After Chen Chuan walked to the target location, he discovered that this was a residential gathering area. The houses here were old, the paint on the street railings was peeling off, the connecting rods were dented from being stepped on, and the streetlights were long broken. There were only scattered pedestrians on the road. Having arrived here, he could barely see many light and shadow effects through the Boundary Token. Most of the people living here probably didn't have citizen status. He looked at the Boundary Token. According to the previous positioning, the problem was behind a building less than two hundred meters away. In addition to the suspicious Commissions, he also found relevant news reports stating that patches of dead birds were frequently found in this area. That alone wouldn't be much of a problem. Maybe something leaked, or the birds were sick, or they crashed into indistinguishable windows. But after each of these events, many locals said they could see a huge bird shadow passing overhead. Someone even went to the site to investigate and sometimes saw a person standing behind them in the reflection of the window, smiling at them. But the problem was that the person had a human head and a bird's body. But when he turned around to look again, there was nothing there. Such news was frightening and very eye-catching. But most citizens just treated it as a strange story and didn't seem to pay much attention to it. Although there was a Commission requesting an investigation into the incident, it didn't seem to originate from the locals, but rather from wealthy people wanting to satisfy their curiosity. Chen Chuan quickly found the place where the birds were falling, on the roof of a residential building. In the corner, he could still see many feathers covered in filth and dust. At this time, he noticed that there were many seemingly regular graffiti on the railing not far away. He walked over and carefully identified them, discovering that they were secret cult symbols. So, this wasn't a Supernatural Entity, but… a Secret Ritual? In his judgment, this secret cult symbol was very amateurish, just a clumsy imitation of certain patterns. Secret cult symbols can't be drawn by just anyone. To achieve the intended effect, they need to be very precise and infused with full emotion, clearly knowing what they are doing and what they want to obtain. Confused emotions, no clear purpose, and messy drawings would probably only make people doze off? However, many people in Central City seem to have a habit of abusing drugs. If they take too many drugs and come here, the influence may increase, causing all sorts of hallucinations. Regardless, after walking around here, no phantoms appeared on Second Self, which meant that either there was no Supernatural Entity here, or it had already been eliminated. Seeing this, he wasn't disappointed. He had prepared himself mentally when he came out, not expecting to determine the situation in one go. This was just the first place to check today. He still had to go to several other places. So he came down from the rooftop and out of this residential area. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. At this moment, on the outer edge of the residential area, a dozen people with various tools and weapons had gathered and, under the instructions of the leader, dispersed and hid around. The man looked inside, relaxed. They had done this kind of thing many times, and his brothers were very experienced and wouldn't make any mistakes. He could see Chen Chuan's background at a glance. The Boundary Token was mid-range, indicating he had some money, but not a lot. Maybe he came to Central City to join some relatives. They had seen too many of these people, obtaining temporary residence permits through a guarantor and then trying to find a job before their qualifications expired. Even if they lost their citizen status, most people wouldn't fire them and would be happy to hire them at lower wages. This not only allowed them to be worked to death but also absolved them of any responsibility if something happened. The target this time might have even practiced Martial Arts, but that didn't matter. It wasn't the first time they had dealt with Martial Artists. A young Martial Artist, in fact, was a very good target. Young meant that their strength wouldn't be too strong, while Martial Artist meant that their organs and Mutated Tissue were healthy and strong, which could fetch a better price. When Chen Chuan walked out the same way he came, he found that the few scattered pedestrians on the street had disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet. He remained calm and continued walking forward. At this moment, several cans were thrown out from the alleys and corners in front, behind, and to the sides, falling on the ground and emitting a pungent smell. While a large amount of smoke filled the air, a faint odor was released. This was a paralyzing gas, specifically used to deal with armed Martial Artists. Rapid footsteps sounded around. In the smoke, several people holding black rubber-covered steel rods quickly ran towards him, while two others each raised launchers. With a bang, two electrified Large Nets opened and enveloped him. The leader watched confidently from behind. Once the net covered the person, they wouldn't be able to break free. Then, a round of merciless steel rod strikes would quickly cause a Martial Artist to lose their combat ability. Next, they would just need to consider the transfer and sell him for a good price. But just as he thought this, he saw Chen Chuan walking out of the dense smoke, seemingly unharmed, with a calm expression. He was stunned, his expression changing several times. After a moment, he spat out the cigarette in his mouth and ran back. But he didn't run far before a pebbles came from behind, hitting the back of his head with a thud. He involuntarily lunged forward and lay there motionless, with only a liquid mixed with blood and Implant tissue fluid flowing out. The smoke behind him was slowly dissipating, revealing a dozen people scattered around, their bodies twisted. Some were hanging on the railings, while others had their chests collapsed against the walls, seemingly embedded there. Chen Chuan's pace didn't change at all. When he passed the person's body, he glanced at it and searched for information based on his figure and face. This person was carrying a case and was suspected of trafficking organs and Mutated Tissue. Looking at the tools these people were carrying, they probably wanted to capture him alive and then dismantle and sell him. These people all had Implants, moved very swiftly, and had complete equipment. If it were an ordinary Martial Artist, even with protective gear, they could be taken down if they weren't careful. He left directly from here, with no intention of reporting to the Security guard patrol team. Perhaps their accomplices would do something after discovering their bodies, but that had nothing to do with him. After coming out of here, he went to other target locations to take a look, but found nothing there either. By this time, it was already afternoon. He considered it and felt that searching this way was too inefficient. It would be better to have Old Qi inquire for him, since it would be easier for a client to inquire, even if it cost some money. He brought up the contact interface and looked at Old Qi's avatar, then clicked on it. After waiting for a while, Old Qi's slightly tired voice came from inside, "Chen student, what can I do for you?" Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Qi, I want to talk to you about the Commission." Old Qi perked up. "Okay, it's just…" He smiled wryly. "I'm in a bit of trouble right now and might not be able to come out for a while. Do you think you can wait for me to come out…" "Did something happen?" Old Qi sighed and said, "I was detained by the patrol team and need to pay a fine. I'm trying to raise money right now, so you might have to wait." Chen Chuan thought for a moment, asked about the amount of his fine, and said, "I can help you pay the fine first, but I need you to help me with something." When Old Qi heard this, he hurriedly agreed and thanked him repeatedly. Chen Chuan said, "Wait for me to come over." An hour later, Chen Chuan led Old Qi out of the City Patrol Security guard post and came to a flower bed leisure chair by the road. Old Qi first took a bottle of water and drank it in large gulps. After drinking it, he slumped back in the chair. After a while, he slowly said, "The money I just earned from doing private work was all taken away. This was the biggest sum of money I've earned in the past few years, and now it's all benefiting those bastards. These guys came to me right after I finished the job. After thinking about it, it's possible that they wrote down my license plate number after we escaped from the border patrol that day. They might have been watching me these past few days, ready to make trouble for me at any time. So this time, they caught me right on the spot, damn it!" Chen Chuan said, "Then Mr. Qi, you're actually lucky. If it were something else, you might not have gotten out as easily as today." "That's true." Old Qi cheered up slightly. He looked up at Chen Chuan. "Young Master Chen, thank you so much today. By the way, I haven't asked you what you needed me for yet?" Chen Chuan said, "I currently need to take on some special missions, but I don't want to deal with Commission Companies." Old Qi understood as soon as he heard this. He said, "Understood. You'll do these Commissions, and I'll figure out how to deal with the other issues?" Chen Chuan nodded and said, "That's the idea." Old Qi said with embarrassment, "Young Master Chen, you're thinking too highly of me. You're a formal student of Wuyi Academy, living in the Mysterious Palace Tower. The Commissions you do must be extraordinary. I…" Chen Chuan said, "These Commissions don't involve any personal grudges or vendettas, just some special Commissions. You can set the price for the rewards, and I won't force you." When Old Qi heard this, his eyes changed. School was about to start, and if his daughter's tuition wasn't paid on time, she would be expelled from school without any leniency. To live in Central City, besides being born with the talent to become a Martial Artist, one could only rely on studying. But education was very expensive, and he had to run around and find ways to raise the money. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, rubbed his face hard, stood up and said, "Young Master Chen, I'm in!" Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Mr. Qi, you don't have to be like this. I've only just arrived in Central City and am just trying to earn some money. It's just that if I do this alone, there will be a lot of trouble to deal with, and I won't be able to accomplish anything." Old Qi nodded in understanding and said, "What do you need me to do?" Chen Chuan transmitted those suspicious Commissions to Old Qi through the Boundary Token. "I need you to help me inquire about the specific content of these things first." "Okay, right away." Orange light flickered in one of Old Qi's eyes. After a while, he said in surprise, "Young Master Chen, so you're asking about Anomaly event Commissions. But this kind of thing is already being handled by a group of people…"

Chapter 238: Anomaly

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