143: Chapter 143 Accidentally Entering a Boss's House
The ceiling light in the living room occasionally emitted a faint current hum.
On the TV, the local station's anchor was clearly broadcasting tomorrow's weather forecast.
The silver-haired girl sat on a dining chair, her entire body stiff as a stone, even breathing carefully.
Her peripheral vision was fixed on the little girl with horns on her head next to her.
The girl was holding a beef leg bone thicker than her arm, crunching and chewing it, marrow and bone fragments swallowed whole into her stomach.
That was the Heavenly Dao!
The supreme existence that could easily reshape the underlying logic of a world was actually being kept as a pet in this dilapidated residential building!
And the man wearing a gray T-shirt worth a few dozen yuan was casually crossing his legs, slowly picking his teeth with a toothpick.
"Girl, have some warm water to calm down."
Liu Cuilan walked over, carrying a large white porcelain mug emblazoned with "Serve the People," and gently placed it in front of the girl.
Then she turned around and pulled out an old iron box from a drawer under the TV cabinet.
Inside were a bottle of gentian violet, two cotton swabs, and a crumpled sheet of band-aids.
"Oh dear, your left arm and shoulder are quite badly scraped from the fall. The skin is gone, it looks terrible."
Liu Cuilan pulled over a small round stool and sat down, twisting open the gentian violet cap. "You just moved into our neighborhood and don't know your way around, do you? The stairs are really dark without lights. Bear with the pain, Auntie will put some medicine on it for you."
Zero Seven's scalp tingled with fear, and she desperately shrank back against the chair.
That was the "Wuliang Karma" left by a High-Dimensional Torture Device!
Forget gentian violet, even if a Hunyuan Supreme touched a tiny bit of it, their Law Golden Body would be corroded into a pool of foul-smelling pus within half a breath.
This Mortal old lady, without any cultivation, would have her Soul completely erased from the timeline if she even touched a trace of it!
"Don't touch me!" Zero Seven instinctively wanted to shout.
But she couldn't utter a single word.
Because Jiang Feng had accurately thrown the toothpick he had just used into the trash can.
Then he raised his hand and tapped the wooden dining table with his index finger, extremely casually.
"Thud."
A dull thud.
Fifty's normal resident basic physical attributes, with full, seamless judgment, spread out an invisible ripple in the air following the sound.
As the ripple swept over Zero Seven's left side, the dark red Wuliang Karma that was frantically devouring her vitality was instantly reset to zero.
This was a pure dimensional reduction strike, requiring no Law confrontation, no logical Karma, merely a forced judgment of its non-existence.
Zero Seven lowered her head.
The terrifying corrosive wound, originally deep enough to expose bone and almost internal organs, was healing at a speed that made biology look like it was being trampled underfoot, regrowing fair flesh and skin.
Her silver long hair became smooth again, and the foul-smelling High-Dimensional Stains on it evaporated into thin air.
In just this one second.
Her fatal high-dimensional injury, which would have made a Half-Ancestor level powerhouse instantly perish, was completely healed without even a scar.
Liu Cuilan had just dipped a cotton swab full of gentian violet, turned her head to look, and froze in place.
"Huh?"
She rubbed her eyes, leaned in to stare at Zero Seven's shoulder, which was as smooth as new, then looked at the gentian violet in her hand, her face full of bewilderment.
"Just now it clearly looked like a large area of mangled flesh, how did it disappear in the blink of an eye? Am I really seeing things?"
"Mom, you've been staying up late watching dramas these past two days, so you must be experiencing presbyopia again." Jiang Feng picked up the rag on the table and wiped away a few drops of noodle soup that had splashed out. "She just had a bit of low blood sugar and didn't stand steady, got some dust on her clothes. How could she be injured?"
"That's true, I probably haven't been sleeping well these past few days, feeling a bit out of it."
Liu Cuilan didn't think much of it, quickly put away the medicine box, stood up, and waved her hand. "Then you two chat, I'm going to wash the dishes in the kitchen. Girl, drink your water and go rest early."
With that, the old lady hummed a tune and entered the kitchen, and soon the sound of dishes being washed could be heard.
Only three people remained in the living room.
The Dragon girl swallowed the last bit of bone fragments, obediently pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth. Then she gripped the edge of the chair with both hands, her dark golden vertical pupils coldly staring at Zero Seven.
Jiang Feng tossed the rag by the sink, pulled over the round stool Liu Cuilan had just sat on, and sat down grandly.
"Alright, you can speak now." Jiang Feng glanced at her, his tone as calm as if he were chatting about everyday things. "Where are you from?"
Zero Seven swallowed a large gulp of saliva.
She could clearly perceive that there were no power fluctuations on this man in front of her. No Laws, no Origin, and no blessing of world power.
But it was this extreme "nothingness" that made her mind go blank.
This bottomless fear was a hundred times more terrifying than facing a Grand Dominator of Wuliang Heaven directly.
"I... I'm called Zero Seven." The girl's voice trembled, her hands tightly clutching the corner of her clothes. "I am a D-grade Observer from the Third Monitoring Division of Wuliang Heaven."
"Another one who watches the board?" Jiang Feng remembered the Observer named Xuanji from before.
"No... the nature is different."
Zero Seven shook her head repeatedly. "The The Chess Players' chessboards below are their own enclosed territories. I am directly under Wuliang Heaven, responsible for monitoring the dimensional fluctuations of this 'Abandoned Mining Area'."
"Abandoned Mining Area." Jiang Feng chewed on these four words, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes. "So, why did you come to my place?"
"I discovered an unauthorized ascension phenomenon at this coordinate."
Zero Seven bit her lip, breathing heavily. "According to the iron Laws of the Monitoring Division, once a consumable in the underlying mining area breaks through the barrier, it must be reported. But I... I found the 089 Star Shepherd who you just eliminated."
"He was secretly appropriating the Origin of this dimension, but I intercepted the data."
"To silence me, he activated a termination program against me. I fled all the way, all my High-Dimensional Coordinate Instruments failed, and finally, by sheer luck, I stumbled into your... home."
The information matched perfectly.
Jiang Feng casually flipped his wrist.
"Clink."
A black crystal plaque carved with strange star patterns was casually tossed onto the wooden table by him. On the edge of the plaque, there were still a few traces of high-dimensional blood that hadn't been shaken off.
The moment Zero Seven saw this plaque, she gasped, nearly sliding off her chair onto her knees.
"089 Star Shepherd's Access Key..."
Her voice rose eight octaves, filled with undisguised despair. "You... you not only crushed the Hound, but you also killed the Star Shepherd?!"
"What, is there something wrong with that?"
Jiang Feng leaned back in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping on the tabletop. "It was too dark downstairs just now, I didn't get a good look. What level was that guy, exactly?"
"He... he was a 'Zheng' grade Middle Stage powerhouse!"