Distributing the Items, Beastly Behavior

“Are they moving this fast?!” Bai Yuwen clenched his fists and looked back at his sister, who had just walked out.

If he were alone, he wouldn't fear these people, but he still had a sister to protect.

Just then, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw the caller ID: Yangcheng Security Bureau.

Downstairs, the door of the lead vehicle opened.

A woman in her thirties, dressed in a sharp black uniform, stepped out holding a phone.

She looked up toward Bai Yuwen's window and waved her phone at him, signaling him to answer.

“Brother, I'm all packed. We can go,” Bai Xiaohua said, standing behind him in a teal short-sleeved shirt and jeans, a backpack slung over her shoulders.

Bai Yuwen answered the call and said without turning around, “Wait a moment.”

“Mr. Bai, I am Xu Qiulan, Chief of the Yangcheng Security Bureau. I wonder if you are interested in the other six supernatural items mentioned in the post,” a female voice spoke from the other end.

Bai Yuwen watched the convoy below as dozens of men carrying rifles fanned out around the area.

“Chief Xu, you've brought quite a crowd. Bringing this many people just to ask if I'm interested?” Bai Yuwen retreated further into the room to avoid getting hit by a stray bullet.

Downstairs, Xu Qiulan scanned her surroundings and said calmly, “Mr. Bai, your current situation is highly dangerous. If I didn't bring this many people, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep you safe.”

Behind her, a young man walked up and whispered, “Chief, the perimeter is secure. No unidentified personnel have been spotted yet. We should be the first to arrive.”

Xu Qiulan nodded. Seeing that the other end remained silent, she continued, “I am here to contact you on behalf of the Nanming Kingdom's government. The authorities are currently in dire need of people like you. As long as you align yourself with the nation, we can discuss any conditions.”

Bai Yuwen fell silent. He had no idea if they were here to seize his mask or if they genuinely wanted to recruit him.

On the other end of the line, Xu Qiulan seemed to read his mind. “Are you worried we will steal your mask? That is unnecessary. If we really wanted to take it by force, you wouldn't even see us—you would simply die in a missile strike. Do not doubt the government's resolve when dealing with the supernatural.”

These words struck a chord with Bai Yuwen. “I guess I can't argue with that logic. If you want me to work with you, you must guarantee my sister's safety and provide me with resources to increase my supernatural strength!”

“Deal,” Xu Qiulan replied decisively.

Although she didn't know what those resources might be, since he had asked, the government should be able to provide them.

Hanging up, Bai Yuwen looked at Bai Xiaohua. “Xiaohua, let's go.”

As he walked out of the room, he put on the mask to prevent any accidents.

Before Bai Xiaohua's astonished eyes, Bai Yuwen's body began to expand.

A minute later, at the entrance of the residential compound.

Xu Qiulan looked at the 1.9-meter-tall man wearing the pure black mask, and then at Bai Xiaohua, who seemed a bit intimidated by them.

She stepped forward. “Mr. Bai, thank you for trusting me, and trusting the government.”

“I want to know what your next move is,” Bai Yuwen said, looking at the armed Security Bureau personnel guarding the entrance.

“It's simple. The orders from above are to arrange for your sister to leave the city. You will secure the other six items in Yangcheng, and we will support you with all our resources,” Xu Qiulan said.

To have any single wish granted—no one could refuse such an offer.

Even if it meant gambling with the lives of Yangcheng's ten million citizens.

“Very well. I'll follow your arrangements,” Bai Yuwen said without hesitation.

He was also enticed by the prospect of having his wish granted.

The next day!

At six in the morning, atop a 150-story building—the tallest skyscraper in Yangcheng.

Zhao Jin sat cross-legged, using his Heavenly Domain to sense the situation in Yangcheng. The players from all factions have arrived one after another. It's time for the game to begin.

Beside him lay a golden dragon-head ring, a black trench coat, and a straight-bladed saber.

Gravity pulled the three items before him. As Zhao Jin stared at them, a golden light emanated from his left hand.

“The power of the Lord of Evil is divided into seven. Its wrath is sealed within the ring, its energy is sealed within the trench coat, and its skill is sealed within the saber.”

As Zhao Jin spoke, three hundred points of Destiny Force flew from his hand into the three items.

Above the items, golden characters materialized. A massive amount of Destiny Force began to gather, ranging from hundreds of thousands to over a hundred thousand per item.

The Destiny Force fused into the items, and the three tools began to transform.

Beside him, his phone floated in the air, automatically taking photos of the three items and uploading them to Qiandu.

Zhao Jin watched this and waved his hand.

Gravity propelled the three items into the distance. He didn't intentionally send them to anyone in particular.

As for who would eventually gather all seven items, Zhao Jin didn't care.

He only needed to snatch the seven items back at the very last moment.

Indeed, he had no intention of letting anyone else have their wish granted. In the setting of the Lord of Evil...

...the entity that unsealed it would have its wish granted to the greatest extent possible.

The reason he didn't just gather the seven items and unseal it himself...

...was because the supernatural chronicles also depicted a battle to seize the supernatural items. Zhao Jin had to recreate it as closely as possible.

Harvesting the ordinary people, then harvesting the competitors, and finally squeezing the Lord of Evil dry... Now that I think about it, this really is beastly behavior. A slight smirk played on Zhao Jin's lips.

He absolutely loved this kind of "one stone, three birds" strategy.

A few kilometers away, in an urban alleyway, the golden dragon-head ring fell from the sky and smacked right onto the head of a middle-aged thug with a red pompadour.

The ring broke his skin and clattered onto the ground.

Clutching his head, the pompadour-haired thug looked up in rage. “Ow! Who the fuck is throwing things around?!”

Above him was a skyscraper dozens of stories high. Its windows were tightly shut, and nobody paid him any attention.

The thug looked down at the object that had hit him, and his breath caught.

Lying on the ground about two meters away was a gleaming golden ring.

He quickly stepped forward and picked it up. Its heavy weight made him even more ecstatic.

Damn, the early bird really gets the gold. If I sell this weight, it's gotta be worth hundreds of thousands! Staring at the gold ring, Ding Long decided not to pursue whoever had thrown it anymore.

He slipped the ring onto his finger, planning to find a place to sell it.

The moment he put the ring on, a peculiar wave of energy rippled out.

Ding Long's eyes glazed over for a moment, returning to normal a second later. Sweat broke out across his skin, but he didn't seem to notice anything amiss.

He walked toward the exit of the alley, murmuring to himself, “So hot... Strange, why is it so hot?”

At the same time, three vague directional senses appeared in his mind, as if something were guiding him.

Ding Long ignored the strange sensation, assuming it was just from staying up late.

Just as he stepped out, he faced a main road. Traffic was gradually thickening, and harsh car horns blared incessantly.

Hearing these sounds, Ding Long felt incredibly irritated. He turned and headed in the direction of a jewelry store.

Three kilometers away, inside a martial arts training field.

A young man stared at a trench coat hanging on a wooden post, looking utterly confused. “Who left their coat here?”

Puzzled, he walked over and grabbed the trench coat. The moment he touched it, the coat vanished and automatically appeared on his body.

Simultaneously, a flood of information and three specific locations surfaced in his mind.

This is one of the Lord of Evil's seven items from the post! Feeling the information in his mind, the young man was both shocked and delighted.

With a thought, he suddenly whipped the trench coat forward.

A fierce gale erupted, blowing away the floor tiles, wooden posts, and training equipment in the field.

Witnessing this, Jiang Chen was thrilled. “Am I a supernatural being now too?”

Compared to the first two items that quickly found their hosts...

...the saber landed on a tree inside a zoo.

Underneath the tree, a chimpanzee stared curiously at the saber that had suddenly appeared above, and began climbing up the tree.