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Who could it be at this late hour? Could it be that tobacco seller? It’s possible, after all, he unusually didn’t refresh the front of the Alchemist's Shop today. Anlius's thoughts raced as he slowly approached the door and opened it to peek outside.
There stood a figure wrapped in tattered cloth, a hood obscuring their face. A refugee? The Alchemist's Shop was closed; they could come back tomorrow. Just as Anlius was about to close the door, the person trembled and pressed against it, their voice shaking. "I... I am Hu Xu, brought here for treatment. Please, I beg you, help me."
As they spoke, the figure pulled out a Blue Card from their pocket. Signed: Hu Xu! It really was Hu Xu! Could it be him? What a stroke of luck!
But just then, before Anlius could react, the person suddenly turned and dashed toward the Refugee Zone. "Hey, wait! Didn’t you say you needed my help?" Anlius was momentarily stunned but quickly opened the door and called out to stop them.
However, the figure seemed not to hear him and continued to run headlong, moving with incredible speed toward the Refugee Zone. Damn it! Anlius felt a surge of urgency and shouted, "Someone go catch him!"
From within the house, a shadowy figure shot out and sped after the person. Anlius didn’t have time to think; he hurriedly grabbed a dusty portable flying board—a type of levitating snowboard that moved on its own. He stepped onto it, and a faint glow lit up beneath as it swiftly propelled him in pursuit of the fleeing figure.
The moment the person entered the Refugee Zone, they glanced back and quickly pulled out a yellow potion from their pocket. It was a Leg Strengthening Potion! They gulped it down in one go, their leg strength surging as they charged ahead!
What? They even had a potion! Anlius marveled at this revelation while observing that the potion seemed quite effective—probably enough for a significant boost! What kind of background does this patient have?
Seeing the person accelerate further, the shadow also quickened its pace in pursuit. Anlius could only barely keep up from behind; fortunately, his flying board was high enough to allow him to see what was happening ahead. This guy is quite familiar with the Refugee Zone?
Anlius watched as they weaved through the Refugee Zone. Despite being slower than the shadow, he couldn’t catch up to them. How could someone become so familiar with this place in just over ten days? He was utterly astonished; even getting accustomed to the Refugee Zone in such a short time would be difficult!
But catching up was only a matter of time. Anlius felt confident; after all, that person wouldn’t be able to shake off the shadow’s pursuit until their potion ran out. The figure kept pulling away from the shadow by mere inches each time.
Suddenly, the man lost control and crashed heavily to the ground.
"Ouch!"
The tremendous impact caused him to roll several times on the ground, groaning in pain. A dark figure rushed over, grabbing his hands and dragging him in front of the late-arriving Anlius.
"Weren't you asking me to save you? Why are you running?"
Anlius looked at the top-tier experimental subject being dragged like a dead dog, excitement flickering in his eyes.
"Wait, you've got the wrong person! I'm not who you're looking for! I was forced into this!"
The man behind the dark figure twisted his body desperately trying to break free, his voice filled with anguish.
"Huh? What's going on here? Could it be..."
Anlius dashed in front of him, yanked off the tattered hood obscuring his face, and upon seeing his features, Anlius's pupils constricted.
He recognized this man; he was a refugee who often loitered outside his shop!
"Damn it, I've been played!"
"How did you get that Blue Card?"
Anlius seized the refugee by the collar, his eyes reddening as he nearly roared in anger.
"This... this was given to me by You Cai Store Manager! He said if I said those words and didn’t get caught by you, he would give me two boxes of canned food!"
The refugee spoke cautiously, fearful of provoking the elderly man before him.
Anlius's demeanor shifted dramatically; disregarding his image, he kicked the refugee hard in the chest, sending him flying several feet away.
"You Cai?"
Wasn't he a Tobacco Dealer from Southern Industry?
Damn it, he's one of Bonfire Group's people! But how does he have a Hu Xulan card? Hu Xu arrived here immediately after Lanstad and even drank that stuff...
He glanced at the dark figure beside him, furrowing his brow as he closed his eyes to think.
Wait a minute, could Ye You Cai actually be that unusually gifted experimental subject?
With this thought, Anlius felt a sudden clarity; he had assumed that subject was long dead, but if he wasn’t...
"Hahaha! Fortune favors me!"
His eyes sparkled with frenzied excitement as his lips trembled slightly, releasing a low and neurotic laugh.
A living top-tier experimental subject! Since he's drawn me out, he will definitely show up at Alchemist's Shop; otherwise, all this would be meaningless!
"Take him with me!"
With that thought in mind, he hurriedly stepped onto his hoverboard and flew toward Alchemist's Shop.
A little earlier...
When the hooded refugee knocked on Anlius Apothecary's door, curious glances from surrounding refugees turned toward that direction. Among them was a strikingly handsome young man dressed in ragged clothes, hiding in a corner while also staring intently at Alchemist's Shop entrance.
If this guy turns against us at the last minute, I'll just pull out my gun and take him down. If everything goes smoothly and my identity is exposed...
Ye Wumeng remained concealed in the shadows, connecting a wire from his Ankh III Mechanical Glove to his ear to listen to the conversation between the refugee and Anlius.
Indeed, that Hu Xu's Blue Card was in a linked state.
Was it like making a phone call?
"Go catch up with him!"
Anlius's angry voice came through the glove, and Ye Wumeng glanced towards the direction of the Alchemist's Shop, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He recognized that shadow!
Although they had never met, the familiar Combat Power and system description were still fresh in his memory!
Sure enough, this monster was in cahoots with Anlius!
Ye Wumeng sighed inwardly as he watched the refugee drink the potion, managing to hold off Anlius and the monster before hurriedly leaving the crowd.
Without a moment's hesitation, he dashed straight towards the Alchemist's Shop, his footsteps swift as he pushed the door open and rushed inside.
The familiar scene greeted him, and without wasting time, Ye Wumeng pulled out his Mark III from his waist and began to strike it against the ground repeatedly.
The sound of hollow versus solid ground was distinctly different; the long barrel of the Mark III served perfectly as a makeshift cane.
Bang bang!
Bang bang!
Thud thud!
This was the spot! Ye Wumeng focused his gaze and noticed a very obvious gap where this floor met the others!
It seemed he was right; this was it!
He retrieved a crowbar he had prepared from the warehouse, inserting its tip into the gap while pressing down on the other end with his palm.
The floor began to rise slowly, eventually revealing a gap large enough for a person to lift.
Seeing this, Ye Wumeng wasted no time; with his enhanced physical attributes from the system's various upgrades, lifting a floor tile was well within his capabilities!
With a powerful heave, he easily lifted the floorboard with both hands.
As he caught sight of what lay beneath the floor, his eyes widened in shock.
"Damn it!"
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