Chapter 105: Sudden Change

Before arriving at Crystal Lake, Gao Ning had already devised a plan to deal with Jason.

Invincible, you say? Capable of infinite regeneration? Very well, then I simply won't give you the time to recover; I will keep you in a perpetual state of death.

Multiple windows suddenly opened on Gao Ning’s body. A swarm of mobsters poked their gun barrels out, unleashing a metallic storm. These thumb-sized men, wielding toothpick-sized Chicago typewriters, fired grain-sized bullets. As the dense hail of bullets traveled a meter, they suddenly expanded in size, forming a wall of metal so thick it instantly shredded Jason into a sieve.

Jason’s regenerative ability was indeed no joke, rivaling that of Wolverine or Deadpool. No sooner had a bullet entered his flesh than the regenerating muscle tissue pushed it right back out.

Gao Ning stood motionless. A gate opened at his waist, and a squad of twelve mobsters dashed out. Surrounding the paralyzed Jason, they drew large machetes and hacked off his limbs and head.

Jennifer’s eyes widened, shocked by the bloody scene before her, and she couldn't stop spitting out saliva in her terror. Gao Ning ignored her, stepped forward, and bent down to grab one of Jason’s thighs.

The Red Alert interface showed no response. Only when he touched the body, which was still regenerating under the rain, did the text on the mission list change:

[Recyclable target detected. Recycle?]

He had come specifically for him; there was no room for hesitation. With a thought, a flash of white light appeared before him, and Jason’s torso vanished.

The twisted, pulsating flesh, which had been growing like a living thing, suddenly lost its vitality. His stout limbs rapidly turned black, withered, and finally crumbled into a pile of powder.

[Mission 2 Complete]
[Reward Obtained: Warrior Training Camp]

A flagpole suddenly appeared among the icons on the right side of the Red Alert interface, with a white flag fluttering at the top. Gao Ning quickly thought of the People's Liberation Army training camp, only to realize that the pattern on the flag had to be drawn by himself. This was a one-time construction card, not consuming money, and distinct from the power plant construction template he had previously acquired. The Warrior Training Camp was a good way to replenish troops, but it was clearly not needed right now.

Gao Ning stood up and recalled the mobsters into the castle. Jennifer stared blankly at the ashes on the ground, not knowing what to say.

Although she also belonged to the demonic camp, she could not be compared to the devil-possessed Jason, yet she could still sense that power within him. Such terrifying strength had been erased by Gao Ning with a casual wave of his hand. Judging by his expression, he seemed to feel it hadn't been enough, which was truly chilling.

Gao Ning sat back down beside the tent and picked up his bowl to continue eating his hot pot. Even though the matter was resolved, a meal still had to be finished. Although he had been confident in solving Jason before arriving, he had never expected it to be so simple. It seemed that American ghosts and spirits were, in the end, a notch below. If he were to run into a zombie—one of those impervious to blades and bullets—he might have a bit of a headache.

Just then, a familiar mechanical voice rang in his ears:

"One teammate killed. Current score: negative one."
"One enemy teammate killed. Current score: zero."
"Two enemy teammates killed. Current score: one."
"Two teammates killed. Current score: zero."
"Three teammates killed. Current score: negative one."

The barrage of mechanical sounds left Gao Ning bewildered. What happened? I was only picking up a piece of mushroom; was such a huge reaction necessary?

Fifteen minutes earlier:

In the nameless town, Liang Bing and the others worked together to stuff Max into a police car and set it on fire. The mechanical sound arrived on cue, and everyone was pleased.

Old Man Zhou laughed heartily: "As I expected, no matter what kind of monster or demon, the fire of pure yang can eliminate it!"

Dong Huawen rubbed the red marks on his wrists, adjusted his glasses, and said: "Unfortunately, this is only gasoline fire. It can barely kill Max once, but he will resurrect quickly. We must follow the original plan and find the heroine's house as soon as possible. Fortunately, we were lucky this time; we ran into the heroine's granddaughter, and she happens to know the address!"

Dao Zai was stunned, pointing at the girl sitting next to him: "You’re just going to speak so openly like this?"

"What of it? I’ve already tested it. As long as we intentionally think in Chinese, the characters in the story will hear it directly in Chinese. If we just want to communicate, it will sound to them like the most common language in the environment. Don't worry, she won't understand!"

Dao Zai looked at the girl; she was indeed looking bewildered and fearful. How could she not be afraid? She had only come to celebrate Halloween. Tonight should have been a wonderful evening; if it weren't for the boy who confessed to her looking so hideous, she would likely be in a bedroom by now.

"A bit clever!"

Just as Dao Zai finished his praise, Old Man Zhou’s hand trembled, and his expression changed abruptly. "Something is wrong! There is murderous intent!"

Liang Bing, who was driving, felt her heart skip a beat; she had an ominous premonition. At that moment, two rockets were suddenly launched from the roof ahead, descending in a classic pincer formation, instantly turning the car into a fireball.

Fortunately, Liang Bing was not a weak woman. Having gone through so many worlds, the training time she had accumulated in the exclusive cabin exceeded five years. Though she appeared delicate, her combat power and perception of danger were not inferior to a veteran special forces soldier. Seeing the rockets, Liang Bing slammed the steering wheel, and the car drifted sideways, crashing into the side of a house.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast the car was, it couldn't outrun the warheads. With two loud booms, the rockets exploded, the car detonated, and flames soared into the sky.

At this critical moment, the doors opened. Liang Bing and Old Man Zhou agilely jumped out, rolled on the ground, and hid in the shadows. In the back seat, Dong Huawen managed to grab the girl, performed a forward roll, and jumped out through a shattered window. Although he was caught in the blast and sent flying several meters, he only coughed up a bit of blood and was not seriously injured.

"No, Dao Zai!"

Before the words had even faded, the car exploded a second time, shattering it into pieces, with flames splashing everywhere and igniting nearby debris. No one expected that the one who would die in the end was Dao Zai, who had experienced the battlefield. Dong Huawen felt a pang of regret; had he known, he would have saved his companion first. Listening to the mechanical sounds in his ears, he hurriedly hid in the shadows.