"I said the time has come!"
Ling Tian said, slicing a palm at the security guard's carotid artery. The guard immediately fainted.
The other security guard, jolted from his sleep, his drool not yet wiped away, received the same treatment, knocked out by Ling Tian's palm.
Then, with a flash of thought, Ling Tian made the main units and hard drives of all the surveillance equipment in the house vanish.
Ling Tian knew how terrifying modern technology was. Even if you cut the power to the surveillance, or even doused it with water, the data recorded on the hard drives could still be recovered.
Only by physically destroying it was it truly safe. Ling Tian had directly taken the surveillance equipment.
Going up to the second floor, for added security, Ling Tian also placed sleeping gas at the entrances of the two rooms.
Then, Ling Tian proceeded to the third floor.
The third floor's layout was simple. The stairs led to a large hall, and then half of the floor was enclosed by walls with only one door, clearly a small vault.
In the hall, four security guards, wearing thick cotton coats and with electric heaters beside them, were playing cards.
They heard footsteps but didn't even look up.
These men were all trusted henchmen of the Jin family, each possessing considerable strength. In Jiangzhou, it was more likely for them to be left alone than to provoke others. They never imagined that someone would dare to cause trouble for the Jin family.
"Hey, it's your shift change!"
Hearing the voice, several people, their enjoyment disturbed, looked unhappily in the direction of the sound. To their surprise, they were stunned to see a comical green-headed fish-man appear before them.
Although the creature looked ridiculous and amusing, seeing it suddenly in the dead of night was somewhat chilling.
At this moment, they also saw the green-headed fish-man suddenly raise his hand, and a ball of fire flew directly towards them.
One of the guards, quick-handed, grabbed the thermos by his side and used it to block the object.
However, the moment the thermos collided with the object, it suddenly exploded.
An invisible shockwave instantly spread outwards, covering a radius of about two meters centered on the object.
The security guards were stunned by the shockwave. They felt as if their heads had been directly struck by a several-pound hammer. Their eyes rolled back, and they instantly fell unconscious to the ground.
Yet, there wasn't a single scratch on their bodies.
"Nice!"
Ling Tian snapped his fingers, extremely pleased. What he had thrown earlier was actually a talisman.
The name of this talisman was the "Heart-Shaking Talisman." Once activated, it would explode. The energy produced by the explosion would directly attack the brain, causing a person to faint and lose their combat ability for a short period.
Of course, the after-effects would be months of headaches, dizziness, and neurasthenia.
The effect of this item was somewhat similar to a stun grenade.
Stun grenades relied on the shockwave and infrasound generated by an explosion to incapacitate combat personnel.
However, a stun grenade explosion would cause damage to the surrounding environment and also inflict some external injuries.
The Heart-Shaking Talisman, on the other hand, directly affected the brain, causing no external injuries and not damaging the surrounding environment.
Ling Tian walked forward and approached the vault door.
He observed the vault's lock and smiled. It was a very traditional mechanical lock, heavy but quite reliable.
To open such a lock, one had to turn the knob to specific markings and then insert the key.
With another flash of thought, Ling Tian produced a set of tools. He inserted the tools into the keyhole, fiddled with them for a moment, and then began to adjust the knob.
Normally, a specialized stethoscope would be needed to help the operator hear the internal mechanical sounds.
But Ling Tian's senses were now countless times more acute than those of an ordinary person, so he didn't need any stethoscope.
Finally, a click, almost inaudible to an ordinary person, reached Ling Tian's ears.
Ling Tian then twisted the tools inserted into the keyhole. With a mechanical whirring sound, the entire door swung open.
As the door opened, the lights inside the vault were also turned on, and Ling Tian was stunned by what he saw.
Inside the small vault, the floor was covered with rows of wooden pallets, and stacked neatly on these pallets were piles of cash, reaching over a meter high.
On the shelves next to the vault were dozens of banknote counting machines and money-bundling machines.
Ling Tian immediately recalled a classic scene from a TV show: "I didn't dare to spend a single cent!"
Although Ling Tian had a card given to him by his fifth master, allowing him to spend 10 billion, it was just numbers on the card. Only by seeing this actual cash did he realize how astonishing such a sum of money was.
Ling Tian roughly estimated that the volume of 100 million yuan in cash was 1.19 cubic meters. The cash before him was about three cubic meters.
And this money was most likely ill-gotten gains!
A cold smile crept onto Ling Tian's lips. This money was tainted, so he would gladly accept it!
With another flash of thought, these banknotes, pile after pile, vanished into thin air, appearing in the storeroom of Ling Tian's spiritual realm space, filling up more than half of the storeroom.
Ling Tian's mind felt a bit hazy. He gave a wry smile; this was due to the excessive consumption of his spiritual power.
After securing the money, Ling Tian swaggered out the courtyard gate, got on his electric scooter, and sped away.
The winter night was cold, but Ling Tian's heart was warm. Truly, a horse doesn't get fat without night fodder, and a person doesn't get rich without windfall.
Riding to an deserted corner, with a flash of thought, the electric scooter was stored in his spiritual realm space. With another flash of thought, Ling Tian's entire outfit changed, and the headscarf was also put away.
This was Ling Tian's favorite aspect of the spiritual realm space; it allowed for instant costume changes.
He had prepared several sets of clothes in the space, and with a mere thought, his clothes and shoes would be replaced by those in the space.
With such a divine skill, he no longer feared being tracked.
By the time Ling Tian drove back to Wang Family Village, it was almost dawn. Ling Tian went to the basement, and with a thought, a row of pallets appeared on the ground, followed by the cash, which Ling Tian also retrieved from his space.
The previously empty basement was now much more substantial. Ling Tian gave a helpless wry smile; having so much money lying around wasn't ideal. Fortunately, Wang Bingxia never went into the basement, otherwise, seeing so much money would have truly frightened the girl.
At this moment, an irresistible wave of drowsiness washed over him. Ling Tian went directly to the bedroom and collapsed into sleep.
This night had completely exhausted him. Storing so much money into his spiritual realm space and then retrieving it had depleted his spiritual power almost completely, making it impossible to even lift his eyelids.
As a result, Ling Tian slept for a full 20 hours before waking up.
However, what Ling Tian didn't know was that the Jin family in Jiangzhou had now become ants on a hot pan.