Throw away the communicator... Change all your clothes...

Lin Feng pointed to his ear, took off his relatively intact pants and shoes, quickly pulled out the communicator, and threw them all at his feet.

The Taoist priest coughed and shook his head, pointing to his clothes with a very troubled expression.

He didn't prepare a second set...

Lin Feng took out his spare clothes from his spatial ring and, without saying a word, tossed a loose-fitting one to the other person.

"Spirit Summoning Technique!"

Quickly activating his powers, Lin Feng glanced at the things he had left behind and jumped into the sewer entrance first.

The Taoist priest hadn't jumped down yet. He glanced at the filth on the ground, stirred up a small gust of wind, and then darted down to catch up with Lin Feng: "Whatever...aren't we going back to the Ye Corporation?"

The smell from the sewer was so strong that the Taoist priest covered his nose and struggled to ask what was wrong.

He could guess roughly what was going on, but he felt that Lin Feng was definitely thinking about something complicated.

“You can go back and try.” Lin Feng turned a corner and walked into a slightly open sewer, stopping in his tracks. The air currents in the sewer were moving, drifting from their left to their right.

As he continued walking, the Taoist priest sensed the change in the airflow, and he let go of his hand covering his mouth and chuckled.

After walking for a while, Lin Feng explained carefully, "The company's respect for us doesn't just come from our status as participants, but also from the unknown they have of us. Once they know that we... are no different from ordinary humans..."

Lin Feng's voice stopped, and light appeared ahead. The air around them smelled much better.

Lin Feng found a clean corner and plopped down, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

The long-lost Red Spirit emerged from behind the pipe, its wounds unhealed and its spirit form somewhat blurred.

Oberon's bio-combat suit was damaged, with only a little remaining defense on his arms and legs; the Comto nanomedical devices were injected into his body, and some dormant nanobots attached themselves to his injured organs.

Overall, while there were losses, they were all within a reasonable range.

The only things that caught his attention were the nascent Coprophagia Curse and the Dark Curse, which had been upgraded by 8% in the first stage.

"Whatever, you're not planning to stay here tonight, are you?" The Taoist priest looked miserable as he struggled to find a relatively clean spot next to Lin Feng. The occasional wafting scent was a stark contrast to his memories of the previous party.

"Neither Arasaka nor the Yoru clan made a move." Lin Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, his gaze gliding over the Taoist priest whose eyes were slightly bright before he closed them again.

Seeing that they had stopped again, the Taoist priest immediately shouted, "Wait! Keep talking!"

Is there anything else I need to say?

As Lin Feng was pondering this, the Taoist priest approached him: "Whatever. You see, although I've roughly guessed what you're thinking, there are still some flaws. Why don't you talk to me more? Maybe we can discover something..."

As the Taoist priest spoke, he moved a little closer, his wide eyes particularly noticeable in the sewer.

Lin Feng sighed: "Why do I feel like you're just being silly..."

"Cough cough..." The Taoist priest quickly straightened his back and denied it, "How could that be? Let me tell you, the participant outside had a specially made super-large sniper rifle. Luckily, the place I was hiding in was thick enough, otherwise I would have been dead before I could save you."

Upon hearing about the other participant, Lin Feng became somewhat interested.

The Taoist priest, now even more enthusiastic, said, "In the blink of an eye, I risked being shot while crossing the road to save you, and almost died."

"Look at this, look at this, this life-or-death friendship!"

Lin Feng remained silent for a while. He had originally planned to thank the other party, but now he had no intention of doing so at all.

But just as the Taoist continued his story, an image of the Taoist shooting lasers wildly with both hands suddenly popped into his mind, and he quickly exclaimed in admiration: "That guy couldn't even withstand a single move from you."

"Well..." The Taoist paused, his open mouth slowly turning into a smile, which then gradually became arrogant: "Whatever! Hehehehehe, you know, times are changing. When I learned the Palm Thunder technique, I thought it was outdated."

"Lightning magic? What's so great about that? If you're going to shoot, shoot lasers!"

"The wonders of this world are nothing more than science. Even time and space can be proven with pen and paper. If I study scientific methods, I can avoid taking decades of detours and directly reach the Great Dao."

As he spoke, the Taoist almost shouted it out loud—this was his Tao!

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest grabbed seven or eight red-covered certificates and threw them into Lin Feng's arms: "Tell me, did I do anything wrong?!"

Lin Feng picked it up blankly and opened the first certificate on the top: a Ph.D. in Physics from Harbin Institute of Technology... The second was a Ph.D. in Quantum Mechanics from Harbin Engineering University, the third a Ph.D. in Energy from Beihang University, a Ph.D. in Dynamics from Beijing Institute of Technology, a Ph.D. in Space Science from Northwestern Polytechnical University, and also a Ph.D. in Optics from Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics and a Ph.D. in Thermodynamics from Nanjing University of Science and Technology.

"You...did very well...no, you did an excellent job."

Lin Feng closed the certificate, as if he could see the Taoist's long-planned smile on his face, and tightly shut his eyes.

"Let me tell you, I didn't cheat. Some people rely on the Nightmare Space to buy knowledge and gain status, but I obtained these books one by one through my own abilities."

"Hmm..." Lin Feng hadn't even considered that possibility.

"Come, come, let me tell you, the knowledge in the Nightmare Space is only a temporary fix. Take your ghost wife's injuries, for example. If we analyze them using the theory of energy, they can be healed immediately!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but open his eyes. The Taoist priest was leaning against the sewer wall, holding the small notebook from Beihang University, with his legs crossed.

"Oh, and that bump on your hand, hey, I can take care of that for you too."

Lin Feng looked in the direction the Taoist priest had pointed out, where a row of slightly whitish hexagonal bumps had appeared on his smooth skin.

"The Curse of the Unformed Coprophagist"

"This...no rush." ​​Lin Feng looked at it carefully, and his furrowed brows relaxed. He had thought it was some kind of trouble left behind at some point.

"And what about those two lines on your chest?"

Whoosh! A gust of wind blew into the dark sewers, the sound of a car speeding overhead followed by the distant wailing of sirens, shattering the tranquility of the place.

The end of the sewer appeared at the corner, where a little light refracted in.

A docile smile had appeared on Lin Feng's usually calm face. He summoned a supply cabinet from his game items at his waist, took out food and water, and offered them to the Taoist priest.