My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 410: Undercurrents Surge

Lu Bai swaggered out of the Conference Hall, and not a single person stood up to stop him during the entire time.

It was unknown whether the Elderly Person had instructed it, or whether the City Association was considering the existence of Mona People and temporarily did not plan to pursue Lu Bai’s illegal actions.

In any case, his action was not subject to any restriction.

Incidentally, during the casual chat earlier, Lu Bai had casually asked the One-Eyed Dragon.

He learned that the siblings Lu Ziyi and Lu Qingyan had not been implicated by his connections, and they did not even know that their older brother had left the Shelter these past few days.

This was quite normal.

In fact, the City Association itself was not certain whether Lu Bai was truly the illegal intruder; they only had suspicion, so naturally they would not target the suspect’s family.

Now that Lu Bai had returned, the situation had suddenly become so complex, making it even less likely that they would act against the siblings.

“Let’s go back and take a look.”

Lu Bai rubbed his chin, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go back first to check on the siblings.

Although he kept reminding himself that he was not the siblings’ real brother, they had still spent so much time together, so it would definitely not be realistic to say he did not care at all.

Lu Bai walked on the road home, and the scenes along the way were no different from before.

The subsequent influence of the meeting needed time to diffuse; before that, the civilians in the Underground City basically continued with their usual activities.

However, Lu Bai was very clear that the Underground City civilians’ patterned life was about to be broken soon.

From the perspective of the entirety of human civilization, Lu Bai believed his action was correct, but it was undeniable that when refined to an individual person, this action was unfair, and could even be said to be filled with a grand narrative-like arrogance.

Yet the ways of the world were like this; absolute fairness did not exist.

This was just like that trolley problem: there was no fairness, only trade-offs.

Lu Bai let out a long breath, as if making some kind of promise.

“I will try my best to let more people survive.”

……

Calm was only superficial; in fact, even though the Mona People’s revenge had not yet appeared.

This Shelter numbered nine was already in a state of dark undercurrents surging.

Yiju City.

In a newly built Yiju Building, in a house with the house door ajar.

A woman wearing a leopard print skirt sat cross-legged on the floor of the room, with visible crimson ripples swirling around her body.

What was the essence of cultivation?

Whether outward or inward, both belonged to the use of spiritual energy.

The highest return method was, of course, outward: using one’s own power in special ways to leverage the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the higher the cultivation, the more spiritual energy one could control.

Outward, of course, also included body refining; after all, body refining, which appeared to explore the self on the surface, similarly required borrowing spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

What if it was a world without spiritual energy?

Then obviously, the only path left was to dig inward into oneself.

Soul, flesh and blood, and even white bone.

Fortunately, this cultivator who smuggled out from the Deathmatch Arena hailed from the Ghost King Sect.

Demonic Cultivators were quite skilled in methods in this aspect and had no psychological burdens.

From the moment he arrived in the real world, he had been secretly taking action.

By now, he had refined the flesh and blood of more than a hundred people, which could be called exceeding the preparatory work for the early stage.

The woman in the leopard print skirt stood up and retracted the blood qi swirling around her body.

“Next, I can be a bit bolder.”

The woman pushed the door open and walked out, her red lips curving up: “Let’s start with this building first; a total of 2397 people live here?”

……

At the same moment.

A nightclub named [Tang Dynasty].

Pa~

The LED light strip at the bar counter, the only source of light, was manually turned off.

Vice President Zheng straightened his suit collar, then knelt respectfully before Ruan Boyang.

“Reporting to my lord, we are incompetent and have not found Lu Bai’s whereabouts. We beg my lord to give us a little more time; we will surely capture Lu Bai and deliver him before you.”

Ruan Boyang lay reclined on the sofa, with one leg crossed over the other, but his expression carried a hint of gloom.

As Mona People, they possessed special communication means.

He was also aware of what Lu Bai had done after going to the ground.

It was just that he would not voice these matters that would damage their Mona People’s prestige.

Of course, he still did not know that Lu Bai had already returned to the Shelter, so he did not find any issue with the Can Society people failing to find Lu Bai, and he certainly would not suspect Vice President Zheng of deceiving him.

Ruan Boyang said indifferently: “Then don’t look for him. Now I am issuing you a new mission.”

Vice President Zheng kept his head buried very low: “Omnipotent lord, please give your command. Your loyal servant will spare no cost to make your divine decree a reality.”

In a place where Ruan Boyang could not see, Vice President Zheng’s gaze revealed a hint of amusement.

“Judgment Day is coming. Mobilize all the power that can be mobilized and let this Shelter fall into chaos.”

After saying this, Ruan Boyang habitually painted a pie: “Once this is done, your sins will be redeemed, and you can live until after the judgment.”

Vice President Zheng immediately appeared exceptionally excited, like Fan Jin who had just learned he passed the exam, his excitement bordering on madness.

“All members of Can Society will unconditionally carry out your will.”

……

“Brother, you’re back!”

Upon seeing Lu Bai, Lu Qingyan pounced over and directly hung onto Lu Bai’s body: “Brother, what have you been doing these past two days? Grandpa Pu said you were carrying out a confidential mission. You have no idea how worried I was about you.”

Lu Bai picked the little kid off his body and conveniently placed him on the sofa: “Since it’s a confidential mission, why are you asking?”

“I’m just curious.”

Lu Qingyan stealthily looked around left and right, confirmed that his sister was not home, then whispered: “Brother, let me tell you, Big Sis might really be dating someone.

You weren’t home these past two days, so you don’t know; Big Sis has been coming home very late recently. Last night, I personally saw a Huang Mao walk her to the house door. She probably thought I was asleep, but I wasn’t; how could I sleep so early?”

“That’s quite normal.”

Lu Bai stretched lazily and turned to lie down in the spot next to Lu Qingyan.

In the Shelter Era, there was no such thing as early romance; in his view, at Lu Ziyi’s age, it was not strange to meet someone she liked.

Lu Qingyan wanted to say more, but suddenly there was a knock at the door. The little kid’s attention was immediately diverted, and he trotted over to open the door.

Pu Xueli stood in the entrance hall and could see Lu Bai lying on the living room sofa.

His face carried an unmistakable worry as he quickly walked to Lu Bai: “The news I just received—is it true?”

As the principal of the Deathmatch Campus, he naturally had the authority to know the truth.

To be precise, it would be strange if he had not gone to the meeting site to listen in.

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