Chapter 1 Suren's Plan

Suren headed toward the Dawn City camp.

Traveling alone would be too conspicuous, so he mingled with a caravan.

The land reclamation was in full swing, and more and more caravans and wasteland scavengers came to Old Lingdun from the ruins.

The small cave path from a few months ago had now become a concrete road, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Suren felt that these groups were of a much higher quality than they had been a month ago. Many of them, judging by their clothing and equipment, were clearly professionals who were not short of money, and they were also mixed in with the groups.

Listening closely within the crowd, Suren discovered that these people were indeed bodyguards and guards from various major families and large consortia, seemingly there to scout things out.

The Reis family, the Leonard family, the Rockefeller family, DuPont, Morgan...

People in the group were saying that these top consortia from the inner city seemed to have all sent people.

"The inner city is also going to participate in wasteland scavenging on a large scale..."

Wasteland scavenging was originally an opportunity for the poor of the outer city to risk their lives for money. The inner city people would almost never participate, at least not their direct descendants in such high-casualty operations.

But now, it was different.

Suren thought of what Mr. Black had said before about a recent boom in wasteland scavenging. It was said that the higher-ups in the Black Tower seemed to be planning to fully develop the middle ring and core areas of Dawn City, forcibly ordering various inner city families to send experts over.

He listened for a while and got some disjointed information.

Suren also had some thoughts in his mind.

...

From a long distance away, Suren saw several wanted posters pasted at the city gate.

The two at the top were naturally Number Nineteen and his own esteemed self, Suren.

As he had expected, because of his recent frequent "major cases," he had finally become one of the only two "SS-class wanted criminals" currently in Old Lingdun.

The official reward amount had reached five million, along with a pile of other things. Below that was the Oliver family's generous additional reward...

However, he looked at it and the situation didn't seem too bad.

The face on the wanted poster was still his old bald punk look.

But because it was an "SS-class wanted poster," the information was very detailed.

Some key features were described in detail, such as his proficiency with dual guns, his puppeteer abilities, the blue-skinned giant who followed him, and the two sealed items, the Night Black Scythe of Hypnos and the Winding Sheet of Oz the Iceman...

The bounty experts had even analyzed the models of the dual guns, pinpointing them as the famous Green Ghost and Razer.

Not only were his own height, shoulder width, weight, and shoe size listed, but also those of the Abomination Living Corpse.

It could be said that everything Suren had previously exposed had been recorded in detail on the wanted poster.

If he were still in his previous bald-headed form, no matter how he disguised himself, he would be discovered by the bounty hunters as soon as he entered the city, not to mention carrying the Abomination Living Corpse and the Black Scythe, such obvious burdens.

This level of wanted poster truly left ordinary wanted criminals with nowhere to escape.

But there was one thing that made Suren slightly puzzled.

He noticed that his current long-haired appearance did not appear on the wanted poster.

But Suren didn't hold any illusions.

Although he was wearing a mask that night, Sabina only saw half of his face.

But he always felt that that woman's methods wouldn't let go of such good information so easily.

...

Various caravans, large and small, were lined up at the camp gate, waiting to be inspected before entering the city.

Because there were so many people, there was a long queue at the city gate.

Suren guessed that it was probably because of the last time he and Number Nineteen had mixed into the city and caused a ruckus that the city defenses and guards had been significantly strengthened.

The number of inspection posts had doubled, and there were also armed inspection teams wearing white helmets, seemingly to prevent the guards from engaging in favoritism and bribery...

Everyone had to take off their hats and masks for inspection, and the large cargo of each caravan had to be opened.

It was also obvious that there were some "plainclothes" officers mixed in with the queue, their eyes darting around, scanning the crowd for suspicious people.

Suren had already observed the positions of these sentry posts and knew that only by following a caravan would he have a chance to get close to the city walls.

Queuing to enter the city took a long time, but it couldn't stop the call of nature.

Several makeshift sheds had been built outside the city walls as temporary toilets.

Suren pretended to be in a hurry and came to a corner behind the toilets, avoiding the sight of the crowd.

He had already observed that this was the closest cover to the city wall.

The city wall was about ten meters thick. He would need to teleport about ten meters behind the wall to avoid being discovered by the guards.

Suren was not yet able to master teleportation over too long a distance, and this distance was just right.

He was already very familiar with the technique of spatial teleportation, so he found a direction, made the warlock's seal, and a dark light door appeared.

Stepping out, and looking at the surrounding scenery again, he had already appeared in the city.

...

"There's a slight error, but not bad..."

Suren looked at the location of his landing and revealed a faint smile.

He straightened his suit, lowered the brim of his top hat, and walked toward the streets of the city.

The Black Knight Tavern was the territory of the Steam Party, and Sabina, as the mafia boss's wife, would naturally frequent it.

This time, Suren didn't dare go directly to the Black Knight, for fear of encountering someone from out of town and being recognized in advance.

So he chose a small tavern a few shops away, finding a seat by the window where he could see the Black Knight.

He ordered some wine, listened to the wasteland scavengers in the tavern bragging, and got a general understanding of what had happened recently.

In addition to the wasteland scavenging information, he also heard the name "SS-class wanted criminal Suren" many times, but mostly with a tone of praise.

Hearing this, the person in question couldn't help but smile occasionally.

Right next to his table, there was a burly man bragging about his encounter with "Suren."

"Hey, let me tell you, I was at the 1911 Hotel last time, and I actually met that 'SS-class Suren' in person. That battle was amazing. Hundreds of people surrounded him, including the leaders of several large wasteland scavenging groups, but they couldn't catch him, and he even killed one of them."

"I also heard that Suren is actually a Tier 3 professional. Those guys at the Bounty Hunter Guild are deliberately downplaying it, just because they're afraid no one will dare to provide them with information..."

"Exactly! Even with that sealed item in hand, who the hell can a Tier 1 professional kill his way from Old Lingdun to Dawn City? Do they really think the people in the inner city are all trash?"

"That guy is really something else. I heard he came from the slums, fought his way up in the underworld, and that's how he got to where he is now..."

"Huh? I heard he used to be a bodyguard in the inner city..."

"..."

All sorts of random information came from the mouths of the tavern patrons, making Suren, the person in question, wonder if the "protagonist" in the story was really him.

For ordinary wasteland scavengers struggling to survive at the bottom, the bounty for a wanted criminal was too distant, and they just listened to it as a story after dinner.

Life was hard enough, so they needed some fun. The sudden appearance of someone who could make the big consortia lose face was something they were happy to see.

Suren, on the other hand, was a "legendary figure" in their eyes.

...

Suren waited in the tavern for nearly three hours.

Finally, as midnight approached, he waited for the person he wanted to see.

At the entrance of the Black Knight Tavern, a woman in fox fur finally appeared.

The beautiful woman, who seemed to be bathed in a spotlight on stage, was laughing and talking with a group of men, and it was naturally the charming mafia boss's wife.

She seemed to have finished discussing something with a group of inner city bigwigs and left the tavern.

Those slightly tipsy old gentlemen, supported by scantily clad tavern girls, smiled and said goodbye to her, and went to a high-end hotel next door.

Sabina then led a group of Steam Party cadres and lackeys toward another hotel.

It seemed she was planning to rest.

Tommy was also in the group. It seemed that in the past month, he had been trained by the mafia boss's wife to lose his temper. He wasn't gagged, nor did he speak, and kept a straight face.

Mental professionals have extremely strong senses, and Suren didn't dare stare directly at her, but took everything in with unfocused pupils.

Seeing that the group had entered the three-story building, he didn't rush out.

He waited for a moment, watching as the lights in a certain room on the third floor suddenly came on, and then he walked out of the tavern.

Suren then walked onto the street, passed the entrance of the building called the Star Hotel, and didn't stop at all. He listened closely and had roughly identified the distribution of personnel. A group of Steam Party lackeys were playing cards and bragging in the lobby on the first floor.

Suren avoided the sight of others and turned into a small alley behind the hotel.

It looked like the defenses were very lax, and he could climb the wall to get upstairs.

But Suren looked at the inconspicuous warning devices on the wall and a look of course passed through his eyes: "Heh, as expected of someone who works in intelligence, careful enough..."

Since comprehending the spatial ability, he had gained the concept of space in his perception system. Even with his eyes closed, he could clearly distinguish the structure of buildings within a certain range.

For example, the room with the lights on on the third floor above his head, he could clearly distinguish the partition walls, bed, cabinet...

This way, he wouldn't teleport over and end up in the wall.

...

Since he planned to take action, Suren didn't hesitate.

He made the warlock's seal, and the Eight-Armed Spider Spears were revealed, and a void black hole appeared out of thin air. He stepped into it.

When he stepped out again, he had already arrived in that room on the third floor.

The space in the room was very large, and the dim warm-toned lights illuminated the luxurious interior, with a faint mist in the air.

There was no one in the bed, a white fox fur and a silk dress were hanging on the hat rack next to it, and there were also white lace underwear scattered on the bed, and high heels by the door...

Seeing these things, Suren immediately confirmed that he hadn't misjudged.

This was Sabina's room!

He listened and heard the sound of water in the bathroom, so he didn't hesitate and rushed directly to the bathroom.

The person in the bathroom reacted extremely quickly as well. Hearing the slight movement of someone entering the room, a "splash" sound suddenly came out, like the sound of water.

Unfortunately, Suren, who was prepared, was even faster!

With his current agility-enhanced Eight-Armed Spider Spears, the speed was astonishing. With this distance, the eight spears climbed the wall and entered, and he flashed into the bathroom.

Suren didn't give the enemy any chance to react. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he punched her in the stomach, interrupting her action of trying to reach for a golden bracelet on the washstand next to her.

At this moment, Sabina in front of him had transformed into a succubus state, her eyes glowing with an eerie red light.

After taking this punch of cold flame, the dark spiritual power in her body stagnated.

After all, she was a high-level professional. Although she was ambushed, she wasn't completely without the power to resist.

But Sabina didn't want to fight, and decisively chose to retreat. After all, an enemy who could enter the room silently gave her an extremely fatal sense of threat!

After that punch, her body suddenly exploded into a cloud of pink mist, which was clearly to use the succubus's talent ability to escape, just like that day.

Unfortunately, Suren had expected it.

Just after his fist blasted the soft body apart, his eyes sharpened, and his hands clapped together rapidly, instantly forming the warlock's seal. The surrounding space seemed to freeze.

As soon as the pink gauze dissipated, it didn't escape far before revealing its figure one meter away.

Like flashing into a wall, her head went numb.

Sabina looked at herself still in the bathroom, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

But this time, she didn't get another chance to escape, and an iron-clamp-like hand had already grabbed her neck.

In that instant, Sabina's face changed drastically, and she exclaimed in her heart, "Space Lock!"

She found that with that hand strangling her neck, her entire body was like it was trapped in a mud pit, unable to cast spells to collapse, and even struggling was restricted.

The other party obviously knew her ability and came prepared, and this was to restrain her escape methods.

Space control is a very rare ability.

Her mind immediately searched for what enemy would have such an ability.

But without her needing to think about it, looking at the Eight-Armed Spider Spears in front of her, Sabina already knew who had come.

...

Suren didn't give Sabina any chance to resist at all. The moment he controlled her, two "poisonous barbs" with black flowing light from the spider spears had already stabbed to one centimeter in front of this woman's eyes. As long as she moved, the spider spears would pierce into her eye sockets and penetrate her skull.

Moreover, it wasn't over yet!

In order to restrict her from making any movements, the other spider spears pulled out countless silver threads, sealing her entire person into a large net. The threads cut into her flesh, and she couldn't even move a finger, let alone make a hand seal.

Space restriction + silk threads + spider spears...

Sabina, completely naked, was controlled by Suren on the wall of the bathroom in a very embarrassing pose.

The whole process was done in one go. Suren didn't say a word. He took out a sharp dagger and directly cut a bloody gash on her arm.

This dagger, which was disassembled from the PZ911 Mechanical Limb and forged with Armand metal, had a super-strong magic-breaking effect.

With this cut, it pierced through the layer of jelly-like defensive barrier on Sabina's skin, and blood flowed out.

Seeing the blood flowing, Suren took out a piece of parchment that he had prepared long ago with a complex contract barrier drawn on it, and then dripped the blood on it.

The parchment absorbed the blood, and a spiritual light overflowed.

Seeing this strange move, Sabina's face finally changed.

She realized that something was wrong.

However, this woman was ultimately a lieutenant-level intelligence officer in the Umbrella organization, and both her mentality and strength were first-rate. The surprise flashed and disappeared.

She suddenly stopped struggling, and didn't feel ashamed of her naked body. Instead, she generously stretched her body, as if wanting to let the man in front of her see everything clearly.

A pair of red eyes overflowed with an eerie light, and a mental force wave quietly overflowed.

A special fragrance that made people's hormones skyrocket filled the air...

Unfortunately, the two spider spears in front of her blocked most of her sight, making her afraid to move.

Looking at those remaining gleams of light, she saw a pair of almost numb eyes, faintly red, and not affected by lust at all.

Sabina was very familiar with this look.

This was a sign that the guy in front of her was about to release the monster in his heart.

Back then, she had almost suffered a great loss at the hands of this red-eyed monster.

Seeing that Suren was still holding a potion and stabbing it into his neck, ready to inject the potion at any time, Sabina thought badly in her heart.

Advanced sedative?

At this moment, she realized that the other party knew her succubus abilities like the back of his hand, and had calculated every step.