Chapter Twenty-Eight: Identity?

Then he could not help but cough violently; with just two coughs, the fierce expansion of his lungs forced more blood to flow out. At this moment, his genetic primal energy surged wildly, gathering naturally around his wound without any need for Fang Mu’s control. However, the wound was too large— that shot had nearly shattered his heart, and this small amount of genetic primal energy was far from enough to repair such an injury. After all, aside from the brain, the heart is the most vital organ for humans.

“Is this the end…?” Fang Mu’s head swirled with dizziness as blood drained from him, leaving his whole body numb and making it hard to gather any strength. He forced his eyes wide open, but already, layers of hallucinations danced before him. If he hadn’t evolved to the Black Iron rank, his powerful vitality would have failed him and he would have died already. In truth, he could not hold on much longer. With a shattered heart, anyone below the Gold rank was almost certain to die.

He lay on the slope, his vitality fading rapidly, the light in his eyes gradually dimming, his vision flickering into darkness, his body twitching as he neared the end. “It is… truly unwilling…” It is said that, in one’s final moments, the entirety of one’s life flashes through the mind. Fang Mu did not know if this was true, but at this moment, all he felt was a deep sense of regret.

“My father vanished somewhere… I finally obtained a good cultivation technique and saw a glimmer of hope, only to die just like this…” He even felt a pang of regret. If only he had left after getting the firearms. He had already struck it rich— over three million worth of guns… yet before he could even warm them in his hands, before he’d fired a single shot, his chance was lost forever…

Yes. The enemy belonged to the Greedy Wolf organization. Such a powerful force would surely have many members. Those two had waited here for three or four hours; it was likely they were simply waiting for reinforcements. He, foolishly, thought there was only one left…

His vision grew darker, until he could not even see his own hand. A heavy drowsiness settled upon him, irresistible…

“I thought you were some kind of extraordinary figure, but it turns out you’re just a mere boy.” A cold, indifferent voice suddenly sounded by his ear.

This jolted Fang Mu’s fading spirit, expanding his vision slightly. He saw a man standing before him, looking down from above.

The last one…

He forced his eyes to focus, and recognized the man. He had noticed him before assassinating the bald giant, and had memorized his appearance.

So, it was indeed he who had called for help.

Fang Mu stared at him with wide eyes, but could no longer speak a word.

“To die like this is a mercy to you,” the other said coldly.

Fang Mu’s gaze grew dimmer and dimmer, until finally, his head lolled to the side, his eyes wide open as he exhaled his final breath…

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Staring at the corpse before him, Li Yao let out a long breath.

It was the first time he saw the boy’s face clearly. Though smeared with blood, his features were undeniably handsome— a strikingly attractive young man. Judging by his appearance, he was no more than sixteen or seventeen, likely fresh out of integrated education.

His team had been wiped out by such a youth?

Though snipers had an absolute advantage in this terrain, the boy’s age was simply too young!

Recalling the crushing pressure he had felt earlier, Li Yao exhaled deeply.

Truth be told, the boy’s talent was extraordinary— at such a young age, already so formidable. If he had been given time to grow on the battlefield… he might have become a gunfighter as fearsome as Chang Le.

He would have had a place on the One-Star Battlefield.

What a pity…

After a moment, Li Yao shook his head.

Now the boy was dead; nothing more mattered.

At least… he had avenged his comrades.

A trace of melancholy flickered in his eyes.

Li Tao, Wang Cheng, Zhou Yang… they had been a team, with bonds both close and distant. Still, there was a sense of trust and camaraderie— otherwise, how could they have formed a squad?

Now, all three were gone. The loss weighed on him.

Steadying his heart, Li Yao crouched and began searching Fang Mu’s body.

He wanted to see if there was anything that revealed the boy’s identity, or any valuable spoils…

After searching for a while, Li Yao frowned slightly. He found nothing of value— only a communicator and a cheap brass ring on the boy’s finger…

He did not take the ring.

It was clearly just a trinket, worth nothing.

But the communicator stirred his curiosity. He took it, unlocked it with the boy’s fingerprint, and began to check.

Through the communicator, he could determine the boy’s identity.

Looking through the call records, he saw the latest communication was eight days ago, marked “Cheap Sister,” lasting less than a minute.

Cheap Sister?

Sister, perhaps, but why “cheap”?

Li Yao was puzzled. After some thought, he dialed the number and waited patiently.

After a long wait, the call was answered. A crisp, pleasant, yet slightly cold girl’s voice came through the communicator.

“I told you to contact me in five days. It’s been eight days already— why are you calling now?”

Her tone was anything but polite. Li Yao detected a hint of annoyance.

He said nothing. After a moment, the girl waited, then grew angry: “Why aren’t you speaking? Why did you send a call if you have nothing to say? Speak up!”

Li Yao still remained silent.

Suddenly, he heard a startled cry from the other end, as if something had happened. Immediately, a barrage of gunfire erupted.

Li Yao’s expression changed instantly.

He could distinguish both sniper rifle and heavy machine gun fire.

Suppressive fire?!

He instantly realized what this meant!

After a brief pause, the girl shouted loudly, “I’m busy here— I’ll call you back when I’m done!”

With that, the call ended, leaving only the dial tone.

Li Yao was stunned, then drew a sharp breath.

Suppressive fire!

Only those from major forces could pull off such firepower!

Could it be… this boy’s identity was extraordinary?

He stared blankly at the corpse beneath him.

But then, his whole body froze, eyes wide with shock.

“What is… this?”

He suddenly noticed that in Fang Mu’s once dim and clouded eyes, a strange black flame seemed to flicker and burn…