Hongcheng Public Security Bureau's building was not extravagant. From a distance, it was just a small white building. If it weren't for the obvious sign, passersby could easily mistake it for an ordinary residential building.

The black official car parked in front of it also maintained a low profile to the extreme. If it weren't for the two large characters representing the academy on the rear side, no one would pay attention to this car on the road.

But it was precisely because of the two characters "Zheng Yi" that it attracted attention.

Zheng Yi Academy, one of the seventy-two top-ranked academies in Zheng Country, Shenzhou, a successor to the Daoist school of the ancient Hundred Schools, and the founder of Zheng Country's modern electrical and communication networks, was the academy that had produced the most 'Saints' in Hongzhou, and even the entire country.

At the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, a burly, middle-aged man with a receding hairline stood with a hint of worry on his face. He was tall, nearly 1.9 meters, and his eyes could be described as tiger eyes. Even a slight turn seemed like a glare. Several other people in police uniforms stood behind him.

The big man was named Wang Zheng, the Deputy Director and Chief of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Hongcheng Public Security Bureau. Contrary to his appearance, he was usually calm and composed, capable of handling situations. But now, because the case was stalled, his expression was tired and somewhat gloomy. When he saw a middle-aged scholar in a black-cyan robe stepping out of the car, he greeted him with a smile.

"This Gao Gong..."

Wang Zheng showed a somewhat stiff but sincere smile, reaching out to shake hands with the other man. The scholar, who was clearly smaller than him, also smiled and extended his hand.

The scholar had a fair complexion and a long beard, exuding an air of immortality, but he didn't look very strong. He shook Wang Zheng's hand firmly and enthusiastically. It seemed that the strength in his hand was no less than the other's.

After letting go, he stroked his beard and smiled, "Officers, you don't need to be so enthusiastic. My name is Zhang Fucheng. The term Gao Gong is from a thousand years ago. Just call me Professor now."

"Then Professor Zhang, please come in."

Wang Zheng, who had stammered for a moment because he was unfamiliar with the ancient term, breathed a sigh of relief and didn't say much. He led the Zheng Yi Academy professor, who called himself Zhang Fucheng, straight into the conference room.

If it were normal times, there would definitely be some welcome ceremonies or other trivial matters of greeting, but now it was working hours. Both sides were executive personnel ordered to cooperate due to the transfer of higher-ups, so there was no need to be too procrastinating.

"Everyone, please look—"

In front of the Public Security Bureau leaders who were waiting, Zhang Fucheng directly raised his hand, gathering the five energies of his internal organs, and transforming them into a shining spherical lightning in his palm. Amidst the static electricity and blue-green arcs of light that enveloped the entire room, he held up the spherical lightning and showed it to everyone, bluntly saying, "Everyone here are local leaders, or have received notices from higher authorities. I believe you know some secret information, so I won't waste any time."

"I am under the orders of the Celestial Master and the Saints to work with you to capture the demons that have been resurrected after the opening of the heavens—the great changes of the world are about to come. Later, the professors from Jingming Academy, Bailudong Academy, Yuzhang Academy, and Tantai Academy will go to various parts of the state to guard them. The contemporary Celestial Master Dao Saint will also inspect the thirty-four states with the Saints to avoid turmoil in ancient sites."

After speaking, Zhang Fucheng withdrew the lightning from his palm, and the strong static electricity that enveloped the entire room gradually disappeared.

His face was a little pale, it seemed that even a simple demonstration consumed a lot of energy, but in order to quickly persuade and dispel the suspicion and resistance hidden in the hearts of those present, this was something that had to be done.

Few humans would turn a blind eye to the lightning that appeared before their eyes.

"...Understood, we have all received the instructions."

Even though they were surprised, all the bureau leaders present had received instructions and hints from above and were mentally prepared.

Even if the real lightning appeared in front of them, they only showed surprise and shock in their hearts. At least on the surface, they were not too noisy—even if they didn't know, with the psychological quality of the old policemen present, there would be no chaotic exclamations.

Of course, in either case, the trace of doubt and unwillingness to believe in the question of 'does transcendence exist?' hidden in their hearts was directly crushed by the facts.

Su Bei Luo, Su Zhou's father, was also among the leaders. He was also one of the slightly surprised people.

But perhaps because he had raised a son who liked strange tales and anecdotes for seventeen years, when he stared at the real extraordinary, which appeared before his eyes with the implication of the upper layer, the old man's heart was no longer much surprised.

"Ah, if only I could tell that silly boy about this."

Su Bei Luo just thought so in his heart, with a little joy and regret: "He must be very happy... But speaking of which, that kid's performance has been so exaggerated since he was a child, is his talent in this area very good?"

Regardless of a father's feelings, after a brief discussion in the conference room, the goal was quickly determined—various signs could prove that the random killings that occurred in Hongcheng today were not man-made, but were caused by demons related to the recovery of spiritual energy.

"Ordinary criminal investigation methods are useless against demons. They can dive, become invisible, or burrow into the ground and fly into the sky. We must start from the perspective of transcendence."

Professor Zhang, who was sitting at the head of the table and talking eloquently, seemed to have some experience in tracking down demons. He was decisive and efficient: "First take me to see the victim's body, and then go to the scene—the sooner the demons are caught, the safer the people will be, and the easier the public opinion will be calmed."

A very reasonable request.

So the police car, carrying an unusual passenger, sped towards the nearby hospital.

But the seventeen-year-old boy who was being thought of by his old father had his own plans.

"Investigating a place where devils may exist without weapons? I'm not stupid."

Facing Yala's question, Su Zhou answered very simply.

Since the weapon he ordered hadn't arrived yet, he didn't want to explore the scene where devils might be present without preparation.

Otherwise, he was very likely to encounter an attack from a completely unknown enemy in a state of incomplete preparation—winning was thrilling, losing was deserved, which was really not something a normal person would do.

This situation had appeared in various TV dramas and novels, and as the son of forums and post bars, an uninvited network giant, Su Zhou naturally knew very well what a fLAG was!

"Hmph. Smart kid, then what are you going to do today?" Hmphing, which was regarded as agreeing with Su Zhou's answer, Yala hung on Su Zhou's earlobe like a pendant. It sucked a little blood and satisfied today's blood supply: "Stay at home to read books and exercise?"

"No."

With a flick of his fingers, he turned over and stood up. Su Zhou had a plan in mind: "Today, I'll go to the gym first to test my current physical fitness."

"Home exercises can't measure my current limits at all. The exercises that used to feel a bit like exercise now feel like they don't even count as a warm-up—I need to grasp my physical condition in order to perfectly exert my strength."

It was now past eight o'clock, and most gyms opened at nine or ten o'clock, and the one Su Zhou was going to open at nine o'clock, so leaving now was just right.

He went downstairs and set off on his bicycle.

[Ruian Fitness Club]

Ruian Club was a relatively professional fitness club nationwide. It was said that the predecessor of the headquarters was a well-known martial arts gym in Tiandu, with professional coach training. Club members had also won many bodybuilding competitions and even fighting competitions. It was considered one of the best chain membership fitness clubs in Zheng Country.

Rumor had it on the streets that the club owner had close ties with several academies behind him and had a military background, but this was just a street rumor. There was no real evidence, and no one was bored enough to want to kick the gym and see if this was true.

"The spiritual energy concentration has increased again."

Since it was located next to a relatively remote development zone, Su Zhou saw the sign of the gym from a distance, and there were not many people around. He turned on his spiritual vision and looked around, and couldn't help but sigh, "Look, Yala, the spiritual light on that bee over there is so strong."

"Let me see..."

Yala was also a little interested in what Su Zhou said. It concentrated and took a look, and said in surprise, "Yo, this mosquito has actually adapted to the spiritual energy environment and evolved? It's so big, it seems it should have a certain cold resistance ability, and its reproductive ability has also greatly increased..."

Crack!

Su Zhou stopped his bicycle on the spot. In the process of running and speeding, he grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and threw it towards the location of the mosquito like a shotgun—if he got closer to this mosquito with his physique, it would probably be scared away—the shrill wind sound carried the dust flying out like bullets, instantly turning the mosquito, which was about the size of a bee, and the leaves of the plants behind it into a pile of mud.

The spiritual light dissipated, and the soul returned to the outside world.

"I saved the world again today."

Wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead, Su Zhou was kind and gentle, and muttered in a low voice, "Doing a good deed every day."

This strange behavior was not noticed by other people. In short, when the mosquito killer Su Zhou arrived at the gym, it had just opened not long ago, and a burly, muscular, bald coach was frowning and talking to the front desk girl at the front desk.

This bald strong man looked like a humanoid brown bear at first glance. He was wearing a black vest and gray shorts. On the back of the vest was a large red character 'Strength' in regular script, and on the front was a 'Love'. Although he was more than 1.8 meters tall, his muscles and horizontally expanding aura made people always feel that he would crush the door when he passed through it.

"Yo, A Zhou!"

However, when this strong man who looked like he could kill a cow with one punch noticed Su Zhou entering the door, his face changed drastically, from a little irritable to pleasantly surprised. He turned around, trotted over and stretched out his hand: "You haven't come for more than half a month, I thought you looked down on our small place!"

"How could that be, Brother Qiang, your place is basically the most professional fitness club in the entire Hongcheng and even Hongzhou. If I don't come to your place, wouldn't I have to practice hard in the deep mountains and old forests?"

Stretching out his hand and slapping palms with the other party, Su Zhou said with a smile, "Don't worry about me, I'll play by myself."

"Whatever you want, just pay attention to yourself, no one can teach you anymore." The bald coach, who was called Brother Qiang, returned to the counter and threw out a key to the locker room: "Remember to be gentle, our equipment is not that strong, at least not as strong as you!"

"I know."

Su Zhou brought his own fitness clothes. It was early in the morning, and there was no one else except him.

Inside the gym, he took off his clothes, revealing high-density muscles like stone carvings—it might have been okay if there were clothes to cover them, but once the clothes were taken off, the layers of smooth and distinct muscle groups could not be covered.

Su Zhou was seventeen years old, and his body had not fully developed yet, and his height was already 176 centimeters.

Although his height was normal, his weight was an astonishing 95 kilograms, even heavier than most otaku. Even if he went to boxing, he could enter the heavyweight competition.

This was certainly not obesity, but Su Zhou was born with a thick and heavy skeleton, and his muscle density was also high. Even if he had not undergone exercise, he probably would not grow much fat, not to mention that he had basically been doing related physical training, so he was naturally far beyond ordinary people.

After changing into breathable fitness clothes, Su Zhou didn't care about Yala's words of 'Yo, young man, your figure is really good, even without my bloodline optimization, it's still okay', and just ran straight to the bench press rack.

He had already warmed up, so he was too lazy to do any gradual warm-up. Anyway, there was no one around, so Su Zhou directly increased the barbell weight to 100 kilograms, which was about equal to his own weight.

He lay down, got into position, and started to lift.

—Then, he almost lifted the barbell to the ceiling.