I Am Your Natural Enemy

Wen Yan played games himself, so of course he knew what kind of bastards players were.

Compared to what players did in games, even capitalists hanging from streetlamps would cry injustice.

Serial killers with thousand-year sentences would say they were too conservative.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yan nodded. The General Director wanted to play it safe.

Having gone through a rollback he knew nothing about, Wen Yan also felt he had to play it safe.

Once they’d finished chatting, the General Director had someone bring over a box and handed it to Wen Yan.

”This is wondrous item number 077, called the Dark Night Amulet. It’s just right as your reward—totally legit.”

Wen Yan opened the box. Inside was a metal pendant, looked like a badge ripped from some game merch.

He fiddled with it in his hand for a bit.

”This thing... doesn’t look like something from the Divine Land, does it?”

”It was from an outsider, who brought this thing when he came to the Divine Land.

He tried to assassinate me during an outing.

After he died, he left this behind.

It should be a wondrous item unique to a kind of creature in Europa called the Dark Elf.

As long as you’re wearing it, as long as you don’t attack anyone or break in, and as long as people’s spiritual senses aren’t super strong, they’ll overlook you.

Works best at night, especially when you’re standing still—the effect’s at its peak.

But it’s useless against cameras. You’d better be careful.”

Wen Yan fiddled with the amulet, put it on, and saw the two big shots watching him like he was putting on a show.

Wen Yan gave an awkward laugh. Whatever, guess that’s the extent of this thing’s power.

Or maybe, this thing’s effect could be super good, but for monsters like the Old Celestial Master, whose spiritual senses are so high they can detect a rollback, this Dark Night Amulet is basically trash.

Actually, the General Director looked like someone with high spiritual sense too, though Wen Yan didn’t know if the Director trained in martial arts.

If there’s no notification, most of the time it’s not worth giving a hint.

But there are rare cases where giving a hint will instantly make the other person suspicious, which is pretty dangerous.

With targets like that, sometimes there’s nothing at all, sometimes there’s only a warning like ”this is dangerous,” and that’s it.

This is also why Wen Yan has to keep up martial training. If you’re not strong enough, when facing really strong opponents, you can’t even get a hint.

If there are zero hints, as Wen Yan understands it, it means that with his current ability, generating some temporary ability wouldn’t really alter the outcome.

Wen Yan picked up the Dark Night Amulet and left headquarters.

He looked at his phone. On the mini-map, several people were marked, and one of them had just started moving.

It was that Section Chief Li Ming from the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department.

Wen Yan looked again—the subdepartment didn’t seem to have anything going on right now, and he still had to work early tomorrow, yet at this hour, Li Ming was heading out of town?

Wen Yan thought for a moment, didn’t go home, but used the Nether Path and arrived in the Central Plains commandery.

He came out from inside a desolate tomb. He didn’t let Feng Wei or Tong Si come out with him. Alone, wearing the Dark Night Amulet, he leaned against a tree on the slope beside the road, motionless, like a shadow blending into the night.

The mini-map showed that Section Chief Li Ming was about to pass right by here.

He waited a long while—no one came. The mini-map showed Section Chief Li had gone to a cluster of buildings not far away.

He crept through the woods, quietly advanced, and from a distance spotted the unfinished high-rise.

According to the Scorching Sun Department’s records, a fierce ghost was haunting this place, so it was temporarily sealed off, and the ghost inside was waiting its turn to be handled.

From the records, it should’ve been Niu Zhiqiang coming to take care of it, but Niu Zhiqiang’s chains have been swinging so much they’re almost smoking—he’s been too busy to get here.

Wen Yan knew the deal. Central Plains wanted to poach Niu Zhiqiang, so once they got him on loan, they worked him to death.

Hiding in the woods, Wen Yan watched the high-rise from afar. He saw a man climbing the stairs, then sprinting down at full speed.

Moonlight fell, and Wen Yan saw clearly—it was Section Chief Li.

Then, a prompt appeared in his vision.

”Player (Second-Loop Player)”

Seeing the prompt below, and remembering this guy was already under internal investigation by the Scorching Sun Department, Wen Yan instantly understood what Section Chief Li was up to.

He wanted to die at the hands of that fierce ghost.

According to the schedule, Niu Zhiqiang would get here as early as tomorrow night, or the night after at the latest.

Niu Zhiqiang’s eyesight might be bad when it comes to people, but with ghosts, he’s a total pro.

That fierce ghost was as good as dead by then.

Wen Yan stood silently in the woods, coldly watching. On top of the high-rise, resentment billowed sky-high as a savage, bloodthirsty fierce ghost jumped straight down from above.

Then, he watched as the ghost wrapped itself around Section Chief Li, climbed higher and higher, dragged him to the rooftop, then tossed him off.

With a dull ”thump”, the ghost on the rooftop bellowed and roared, tried to escape the building, but couldn’t make it past the invisible line no matter what.

Then, in Wen Yan’s eyes, the ghost gradually calmed down.

The ”Second-Loop Player” role had transferred to the fierce ghost now.

Wen Yan didn’t move, just watched quietly. When the ghost finally shrank back into the high-rise, he let out a breath.

This is the one—Li Ming, no doubt about it.

This Li Ming is just too perfect for being the anchor.