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As it approached seven o'clock, Fang Lin Kong reluctantly bid farewell to Ding Qingya. Leaving the Ding family home, he felt his mood lift considerably as the cool breeze of Summer Wind brushed against him. Although he had lost all his family's assets this time, money was ultimately just a material possession; some things could not be measured by wealth. Moreover, Li Bing had said he could find someone to help resolve all his troubles, and Fang Lin Kong was eager to believe that his streak of bad luck was about to end.
Following the address provided by Li Bing, Fang Lin Kong quickly arrived at a warehouse in the suburbs. Although he didn’t understand why Li Bing was being so secretive, he wasn’t worried that Li Bing would harm him.
With a determined push, he opened the warehouse door and immediately regretted not bringing a flashlight. However, the sight before him left him astonished and incredulous. The goods that had once filled the warehouse were violently swept aside and piled against the walls. In the cleared space stood an entire set of office desks and chairs, seemingly acquired from some corporate building.
Not only was Li Bing present, but Fire Quirk, Electric Ghost, and Kazama were also there. In addition, four seemingly innocent men were bound and placed on a table, one of whom was shouting angrily: “I, White Whale Born, will never let you go! Next time I see you, I will definitely… mmm! You bastards… mmm! Let me go…”
Upon seeing Fang Lin Kong enter, Electric Ghost casually tore off a sleeve of his shirt and stuffed it into White Whale Born's mouth to silence him. Fire Quirk blinked and translated the last two garbled sentences for White Whale Born: “He’s saying you bastards should let him go. Fang Lin Kong, do you think we should comply with his request?”
Fang Lin Kong stared blankly at everything happening around him. He found a place to sit down and fell silent. The complexity of the situation was beyond his imagination, so he simply gave up on voicing any opinions.
Electric Ghost patted Fang Lin Kong on the shoulder and said coldly, “Our work is done; we’ll be leaving soon. Before we go, we might as well let you understand everything.”
Fang Lin Kong snorted but remained silent. Li Bing beside him apologized, “That person suddenly said he couldn’t make it and only sent these four over. But with them as intermediaries, I believe we can quickly gain the understanding of the International Demon Alliance and smooth things over.”
Taking Li Bing's words into account, Fang Lin Kong carefully observed the bound White Whale Born and his companions who looked like helpless piglets. He felt immense sympathy for their plight while also harboring great doubts about Li Bing's words. Could such intermediaries effectively convey a message of peace?
Ignoring Fang Lin Kong's thoughts, Electric Ghost reached out to him and said, “Give me the Gouli Heaven's Tome; you no longer need it. I’ll explain things to them.”
Fang Lin Kong handed over the ancient tome that had been by his side for days. Electric Ghost caught it and tossed it to White Whale Born, who was struggling against his bindings. He said flatly, “Take this; you can leave now. Remember, if you come looking for trouble again, just target this kid; everything is related to him.” Electric Ghost pointed menacingly at Fang Lin Kong. The boy felt even more troubled as he watched the finger aimed at him.
White Whale Born sensed the restraints on him loosening; how could a mere rope bind a creature like him? Feeling free again, he jumped down and glared fiercely at Fang Lin Kong as if their enmity could never be resolved—like avenging a family member killed in cold blood; even ten lifetimes wouldn’t suffice to settle it. This was Fang Lin Kong's first encounter with White Whale Born; while he felt some sympathy for this furious creature, he felt even more wronged by being unjustly blamed.
“Damn it! It’s not like I flipped you over; why do you hate me so much?” Though Fang Lin Kong thought this in his heart, he dared not add fuel to the fire. White Whale Born clearly looked like he was about to go mad with rage; provoking him now would be akin to courting death.
The gaze of the White Whale Born was fierce and unblinking as it fixed its eyes on Fang Lin Kong. After a long moment, it waved its hand, and the ropes binding the other three men automatically unraveled. They were clearly furious about their predicament, searching around for the Imposter White Whale that had knocked them out.
"We're leaving, kid. Next time I come to China, I will make sure you die a miserable death. You will suffer through all kinds of torture, unable to survive or die. You won't be able to live as a person or rest as a ghost..." With a voice full of hatred, White Whale Born held the Gouli Heaven's Tome and led the three Foreign Men, who had just regained consciousness, away.
"What does this have to do with me? I haven't even touched a hair on their heads. And you guys are too underhanded, actually burning bridges after crossing them. Why is everything my fault? What did I do to deserve this? I haven't done anything at all."
Fang Lin Kong complained, sounding like a wronged woman in a secluded chamber. Although he hadn't reached the point of throwing a tantrum, Electric Ghost was already impatiently pressing him down into his seat, shouting, "Shut up and listen to me!"
Under Electric Ghost's intimidating gaze, Fang Lin Kong fell silent. Electric Ghost began to explain everything to him.
"You, yes you. In ten years, you will gain a powerful ability that allows you to freely traverse the past and future, becoming an immortal."
"Don't argue! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Just as Fang Lin Kong was about to voice his doubts, Electric Ghost impatiently shouted while tearing off another sleeve and stuffing it into Fang Lin Kong's mouth.
Fang Lin Kong could only mumble helplessly and struggle violently, hoping for basic human rights. Electric Ghost did not escalate the violence but continued speaking to himself: "Then you became greatly dissatisfied with your past life. So you arranged everything and gently nudged the Pearl of Time, altering your current fate."
"That's how it is. Alright! Now I allow you to ask me a few questions—hurry up!"
Fang Lin Kong looked at Electric Ghost's murderous expression; blue electric sparks flickered rapidly between his fingers. Clearly unstable emotionally, he could explode at any moment. So he timidly asked his first question.
"Can I have Fire Quirk answer me instead? I think he makes more logical sense. Oh! No! Be gentle..." Before Fang Lin Kong could finish his sentence, Electric Ghost grabbed him and hurled him with all his strength toward Fire Quirk, who was watching from the side. Caught off guard, Fire Quirk managed to catch Fang Lin Kong but was knocked over by the force of the throw, tumbling together with him.
After standing up, Fire Quirk pulled Fang Lin Kong back up. Faced with Electric Ghost's murderous glare, he abandoned any thoughts of seeking justice. Just as Fire Quirk was about to speak, a sudden and violent explosion shook the warehouse, blowing half of it away.
"I am Oren Vikin. Hand over Gouli Heaven's Tome, and I will spare your lives!"
"Another madman has appeared! This enemy didn't warn us beforehand!" Electric Ghost, known for his violent temperament, was understandably in a foul mood after being attacked. With a flash of electricity, he charged out.
Fang Lin Kong could only hear the rapid sound of gunfire—tat-tat-tat-tat! Before long, Electric Ghost stumbled back, looking disheveled. He had at least seventeen or eighteen wounds, bleeding profusely.
"Damn it! What kind of treasure is this that has such power?"
Seeing Electric Ghost injured, Fang Lin Kong was taken aback. However, with his limited knowledge, he deduced that these were gunshot wounds. But could modern firearms really harm supernatural beings? Fang Lin Kong was greatly puzzled.
Oren Vikin had taken position on a high dirt mound, with several machine guns set up in front of him. He held an AK-47 in one hand and had a shoulder-mounted surface-to-air missile slung over his shoulder. The earlier chaos was entirely his doing.
In terms of sheer strength, Oren Vikin was not stronger than White Whale Born. However, the Western Demon Hunter Alliance had heavily developed Psycho Weapons over the years. Even an ordinary person could use such weapons to combat powerful monsters. Oren Vikin felt invincible.
The Demon Hunting Team based in Europe and the American Exorcism Association had collaborated to develop the latest technology. The Demon-Breaking Firearms were forged from Holy Mithril and mimicked modern firearms manufacturing. They could be loaded with various types of ammunition, including holy armor-piercing rounds in addition to standard bullets. Their power to exorcise and destroy demons was formidable, requiring no incantations or preparations—a perfect blend of modern technology and ancient mysticism.
Just moments ago, Electric Ghost had been riddled with bullets from Oren Vikin's indiscriminate firing. If it weren't for Electric Ghost's exceptional physical condition, he would have been turned into a sieve as he narrowly dodged most of the bullets.
"Oh! This hurts so much! Come out!" With a fierce shout from Electric Ghost, two metallic bullets popped out of his wounds with a clink. All the bullets were expelled, but Electric Ghost's expression showed fatigue. It seemed these bullets could harm not just the physical body but also had adverse effects on spiritual entities.
"Interesting stuff! I want to see it for myself." Li Bing, who had refrained from interfering with Electric Ghost and the others, suddenly dashed out of the warehouse. Sensing Li Bing's powerful spiritual energy, Oren Vikin immediately switched to heavier weaponry—the Randall Battle Cannon. This powerful weapon was personally crafted by Bill McDonald, a master of Psycho Weapon manufacturing in America. Its size matched its power; it was an extraordinary piece of equipment. To avoid airport inspections while traveling by plane, Oren Vikin kept all his weapons stored in a dimensional space within his body, allowing him to carry an arsenal without limit.
"Direction... so cunning." Li Bing initially planned to counter this unprecedented peculiar treasure with high-speed movement. However, Oren Vikin fired the first shot directly at the warehouse. If Li Bing dodged, Fang Lin Kong and the others inside would be in danger. Having witnessed the power of such weapons before, Li Bing knew that Electric Ghost and Fire Quirk would have no ability to withstand such a powerful attack.
"Frostbite Extreme Ice Sword! Slash!"
Li Bing raised his hand, and under the influence of the freezing air, the atmosphere instantly condensed. An Ice Longsword sliced through the air, intercepting a shell fired from the Randall Battle Cannon. With a thunderous roar, the immense explosive force sent mud and stones flying in all directions. The ground at the center of the explosion was blasted into a massive crater, large enough to fit a medium-sized shopping mall.
Li Bing floated into the sky, avoiding the blast radius. With a casual gesture, a strand of ice shot downwards rapidly.
"Whoever you are, I do not appreciate such behavior. Calm down!"
Oren Vikin had never seen Li Bing before, but his Demon Power Detector was already blaring incessantly. The chilling aura attached to Li Bing's ice strand made it clear that it was something he could not withstand.
"With a demon power reading of sixteen thousand, what a strong opponent!" Although Oren Vikin was astonished by his adversary's strength, he remained confident in himself: "Monsters! Human intelligence ultimately surpasses yours! Great power does not determine the outcome of a battle."
The arrogant Oren Vikin extended his left palm, and the pentagram in his palm emitted a brilliant light before vanishing in an instant.
"Teleportation! Not bad at all," Li Bing remarked, greatly intrigued by Oren Vikin's combat style. After years of seclusion, Li Bing had rarely engaged in battle. Witnessing modern combat techniques for the first time ignited a fierce fighting spirit within him.
Oren Vikin had rushed over upon learning that Fang Lin Kong and White Whale Born would be gathering here. Out of a sense of responsibility, he hurried without delay. The expressions of White Whale Born and others were filled with defeat and despair; they looked like failures. Naturally, Oren Vikin would not set his sights on them as targets.
Things often unfold in unexpected ways.
Oren Vikin was deeply confident in his combat skills. Even though his opponent's strength was unfathomable, it did not waver his resolve.
"The strength of power does not guarantee victory. Only by firmly believing in the righteousness of one's actions can one move forward boldly," Oren Vikin firmly believed in the battle motto of the Demon Hunting Team.
Switching to the fastest-firing Psycho Weapon, Oren Vikin constantly changed positions to evade Li Bing's pervasive freezing air. The Holy Power shield surrounding him had already reached level six. If it weren't for being struck directly by Li Bing's ice strand, even this mere chill would not pose a threat to him.
The weapon in Oren Vikin's hands fired at five times the speed of ordinary firearms, with projectile speeds exceeding three kilometers per second. Even if his opponent could surpass the speed of sound, there was no way they could dodge his bullets.
"Such things are not enough to deal with me!" Li Bing's confidence was well-founded, his demonic aura carrying a chilling intensity. The encroaching frost caused the surrounding air to naturally form a high-pressure zone. Oren Vikin fired continuously, but the bullets froze mid-air and fell to the ground. At this rate, defeat was inevitable. Confronted with adversity, Oren remained calm and composed, skillfully switching weapons and testing over ten different attack methods in an instant.
"Hmm! A frost-based demon, but its aura is mixed with a significant amount of spiritual energy. This is quite strange. It must have some human bloodline or other unknown factors. Therefore, the exorcism power of Holy Power is ineffective. I will try high-explosive fireballs."
Whoosh! Countless fireballs flew through the air.
The battle between Li Bing and Oren Vikin grew increasingly intense.
Fang Lin Kong, holding Electric Ghost, had already escaped from the collapsing warehouse. Kazama and Fire Quirk, in order to maintain their combat effectiveness, entrusted this heavy responsibility to the most useless Fang Lin Kong.
"I will gain power in the future, and when I do, I will send every single one who dares to offend me straight to hell, trampling on them a thousand times so they can never rise again." Covered in dirt and grime, Fang Lin Kong swore vehemently. Electric Ghost interrupted his rant with displeasure. "You will indeed become a petty and vengeful person in the future. When you seek revenge, you won't spare women, children, or the elderly; you will be known internationally as a shameless scoundrel."
"Damn! You really don't hold back. Be careful; I might just take revenge on you later." Fang Lin Kong's words stirred up a hornet's nest. Not only Electric Ghost but also Fire Quirk and Kazama all raised their middle fingers in unison, cursing him angrily: "What do you think? If it weren't for your shamelessness, we wouldn't have ended up here doing this miserable work."
Fang Lin Kong felt embarrassed and asked, "Am I really that terrible in the future?"
"You can't even handle yourself; how could a normal person act like that?"
Despite being injured, Electric Ghost was still full of spirit when discussing this topic. He mercilessly slandered Fang Lin Kong's character and personality. In Electric Ghost's view, the future Fang Lin Kong would become the source of all evil in the world—a walking crime machine, a quintessential example of wickedness. Every action he took would become a classic case of global crime.
Fang Lin Kong was left speechless, unable to believe that such vile, lewd, and shameless beings existed in the world—and that it would be himself when he grew up.
"After gaining power, I became so reckless and committed all sorts of evils. Won't anyone come to punish me?" Fang Lin Kong attempted to garner some goodwill among the three. To his surprise, Electric Ghost ruthlessly cut off any hope for his redemption. "Your ability is unique; after transcending time and space, no force can contend with you. Therefore, you will never be utterly wicked. Otherwise, we would have chopped you up and fed you to the dogs long ago."
"Don't rush off so quickly! Aren't you going to say goodbye?"
As Fang Lin Kong stepped onto the road, two beams of white light suddenly illuminated the area. A seemingly ordinary man leaned against a Heavy Truck, having just turned on the vehicle's headlights. The voice that had spoken moments ago belonged to this man.
Sensing danger, Fire Quirk and Kazama quickly pulled Fang Lin Kong to the back.
The newcomer flipped his hand, revealing a small Octagonal Copper Seal that slowly floated in the air. It soon erupted with blue electricity, forming a Spherical Lightning.
"Although I’m not particularly willing, it seems I can't let you leave. If you're up for it, let's fight!" His calm yet confident tone instantly thickened the atmosphere.
"That's the ability of Electric Ghost's boss. If it weren't for the boss being injured and low on energy, we could have had a fair fight," Fire Quirk remarked regretfully as he sensed the opponent's fighting spirit.
Kazama shot a cold glance at Fang Lin Kong and said, "You go first; we'll hold him off."
With a shove, Kazama pushed Fang Lin Kong aside and transformed into a faint shadow. Witnessing this firsthand made Fang Lin Kong realize just how fast Kazama truly was. In just one step, Kazama accelerated beyond the limits of visual perception.
At that moment, the man blocking their path radiated a dazzling light, forming a protective shield around himself. Kazama's continuous attacks were deflected by this barrier. However, the Heavy Truck he had relied on was caught in a whirlwind and pushed several meters away.
"Fire Quirk! Hit him!"
Kazama shouted sharply as Fire Quirk joined in the assault. Fang Lin Kong felt frustrated by his own helplessness, but now was not the time to play the hero. He scooped up Electric Ghost and dashed toward the truck, starting the engine and speeding away recklessly.
"Why are there so many random enemies? Am I not supposed to know everything about my future? Why am I so unlucky, running around like a stray dog every day?"
Fang Lin Kong was still shaken. He had watched videos online about driving cars before, but without an official license from the authorities, he was left to rely on untested skills. He pressed the accelerator to the max, and the Heavy Truck roared ominously as the scenery around him flew by in a blur.
"Hmm!" Not hearing a response from Electric Ghost, Fang Lin Kong was about to ask when he noticed something strange about Electric Ghost beside him. Streams of electricity surged from his body toward his head, where a small blue spark pierced through the roof of the truck. With an instinctive sixth sense, Fang Lin Kong realized that Electric Ghost had already left this body.
"Tonight's night is truly beautiful! I'll take your friends home."
A very ordinary hand reached out and rested on the body of Ma Jingjie, who had already transformed back. In the blink of an eye, Ma Jingjie had vanished without a trace.
Fang Lin Kong was startled for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw a face that looked exactly like his own.
"I am Fang Lin Kong from ten years in the future. It's nice to meet my younger self from ten years ago."
Fang Lin Kong stood there dazed, shaking hands with the outstretched hand of his future self. Suddenly realizing something was off, he quickly withdrew his hand and shouted, "Why are you causing so much trouble? You’ve turned my life upside down and even set my house on fire. Now I'm homeless, being chased by countless lunatics. Is this supposed to be fun?"
Finally confronting the culprit, Fang Lin Kong was furious. Just as he was about to press further, he suddenly heard a crackling sound of electricity. The entire Heavy Truck was engulfed by a strong current. The shock made him grit his teeth, leaving him speechless.
"What a pity! Let me explain! First, we need to talk about our unfortunate childhood."
The future Fang Lin Kong seemed completely unfazed by the attack. Clearly, this electric shock couldn't harm him as he continued to speak leisurely.
"That's nonsense! I don't think my childhood was unfortunate at all. The only misfortune was meeting you!"
The energy contained in Gouli Heaven's Tome was indeed extraordinary; in just a few days, Fang Lin Kong had already benefited greatly. He quickly regained his composure and shouted loudly. Although he himself was quite skilled at banter, he found it unbearable that his future self could spout such nonsense.
"Heh heh! Graduating high school without even one first love—how tragic is that?"
"Nonsense! You can have ten or eight first loves!"
"I'm trying to save our first love! You should know that the future me hasn't even held Ding Qingya's little hand once."
"I haven't... I touched it! What does that have to do with anything? Can this be linked to you coming back to stir up trouble?"
Fang Lin Kong shouted at his future self, utterly surprised by the other's temperament. It was simply unbelievable how cheerful he seemed. With a beaming smile, it was hard to think of him as a bad person.
"I only found out at graduation that Ding Qingya had been secretly in love with me."
"That's nonsense! How could someone as proud as Ding Qingya possibly have a crush on a guy?"
"Tsk tsk! You really don't understand girls at all. Don't you think your relationship with her has been progressing quite smoothly? And she seems very friendly towards you?"
Just as Fang Lin Kong was about to retort, he suddenly realized something was off. He cautiously asked, "Did you come back just to help me win over your first love?"
At first uncertain, but seeing the identical face smiling and giving a thumbs-up, Fang Lin Kong felt dizzy. "One last question, please! Let me blow you to pieces!!!"
"There's an enemy chasing us from behind! Are you sure you don't need my help?"
"Don't move recklessly; you'll get us killed..."
Fang Lin Kong finally confirmed the rumors—his future self indeed had serious issues with relationships.
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