Published: February 10, 2025
Park Soo-young walked into the tent, and the falling curtain muffled the sounds of battle behind her. She knew that many people were fighting and dying for their own safety.
She didn't want it to be this way, but felt powerless. The current Teacher Park was no longer the woman filled with righteousness and fairness; she had become a warrior with a special status. She now believed that stopping the killing with more killing was the gentlest evaluation of this world.
"Soo-young!"
Yaten called sweetly upon seeing Park Soo-young walk in. She and Yani were sitting together, and as the elder sister of the Silver Corpse, it was the only way to maintain a semblance of calm in the blood-soaked city.
A piece of candy was offered to Park Soo-young; this was Yani's standard way of showing goodwill. Although the little girl had somewhat been reborn, she was still different from normal people. Her emerging intelligence was largely thanks to Nono's wild adventure companion equipment.
Park Soo-young shook her head and patted Yani's head. Like the other members of Cloud Summit, she now viewed Yani more as a child than a human puppet.
The twin sisters were here by Ye Zhongming's arrangement, also to protect Park Soo-young and those few special professionals.
"I need a moment to recover my mental energy; you can play by yourselves."
Even after taking mental recovery potions, unless it was one specially designed to restore energy proportionally, there was no potion that could instantly refill the mental energy of Ye Zhongming and Park Soo-young. After the battle outside ended, a lot of treatment would need to be done, which Park Soo-young intended to handle herself.
After all, these people were fighting for themselves, and she felt a sense of responsibility and duty.
So, she needed to quickly recover some mental energy to prepare for the upcoming healing.
"It’s quite lively here."
Before Park Soo-young could sit down and meditate, a somewhat teasing voice rang out from outside the camp. Then, a large tear was ripped in the sturdy tent before her, a man who looked to be around thirty squeezed through the opening.
"Sorry for the interruption!"
The man waved his hand, appearing very polite.
However, upon seeing this man, both Park Soo-young and the twin sisters immediately stood together, warily observing the man who had intruded.
As a Silver Corpse, Yani, being particularly sensitive to smells, even let out a low growl like a beast.
Clearly, this man’s scent was unfamiliar to her, and his power posed an extreme threat.
The man’s gaze swept over the twin sisters, his eyes slightly gleaming, but he quickly turned away. When he looked at Park Soo-young, a chilling light burst forth.
"Sometimes, you really have to believe in luck."
The man glanced around, listening to the sounds outside, and said with a smile.
Park Soo-young wanted to run outside, but she could feel that if she or the twin sisters made any move, they would immediately face this man’s ruthless attack.
Due to her exceptional mental energy and frequent companionship with Xia Bai, she knew the range of energy emitted by someone at the seventh-level evolution.
This man was clearly beyond that range.
In other words, he was an eighth-level powerhouse!
There were only a few eighth-level powerhouses in the Allied Forces, and Park Soo-young knew them all, and this man was clearly not one of them.
So, his identity became all too clear.
"I originally wanted to find Ling Kun, but after circling around nearby, I couldn't find him." The man spoke as if discussing something trivial, but this attitude placed increasing pressure on the three Cloud Summit members.
From the moment he entered, this man had already attacked, albeit in a different manner. He exerted a form of pressure, a kind of oppressive force that created a psychological counterbalance.
Once this pressure reached a critical point, he could deliver a lethal blow.
"But it's fortunate that I stumbled upon you; that’s not too bad. To the Holy Father and Holy Maiden, or those three old geezers, your value should be even higher than Ling Kun’s."