Preparations by all parties
Lin Qifeiler immediately issued the president's order: "Terminate the Orb Trials and bring Ying Yungui back to the association headquarters! Immediately!" After calming down, he added, "Seal the news and prohibit any further spread, especially to District 8."
The Visa clan leader thought of the arrogant young man and sighed, "The Ying family...I'm afraid this is the end of it."
Patriarch Rui En said: "Their family has no side branches. If it weren't for the strong people supporting them from generation to generation, they would not have survived until today."
"Just like the Pei family before."
Lin Qi Feiler sat down with some worry: "Now, among the old seven branches, only our family is still prosperous. If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before the structure of the supernatural world is turned upside down."
"What are you going to do with the one from the Belmond family?" asked the Ryan clan leader. "After all, he's Old Fu's grandson."
The mention of Frovitch brought back memories of the accidental escape of the experimental subject several years ago. The resentment in his heart turned into a sense of triumph after the situation had reversed. He sneered, "Even if they sacrificed their lives for the Association in the fight against the Maintenance Bureau, they should be awarded a high honor. As for the Belmond family, I'll have someone deal with them myself."
At this time, the headquarters' information monitoring center contacted Lin Qifeiler: "President, Ying Yungui has been taken to the police station. We are still waiting for instructions from you and the decision-making team."
"Understood." Lynch Feller and Patriarch Ryan exchanged glances and made a decision instantly. "I will personally conduct his interrogation. Bring him to the president's office."
...
When Ying Yungui was brought in, he had seven black chains wrapped around his body.
That is a limiter developed by the association in the past two years. It is better at disrupting energy than suppressing it. Facts have proved that such a limiter is much more effective in controlling people with special abilities than previous ones.
Ying Yungui's expression was unexpectedly calm, as if he was not the one who had just caused the trouble.
Chief Ryan and Chief Visa stayed temporarily as supervisors and recorders.
Ying Yungui sat down on the round stool in the center of the triangle.
Lynch Feller knocked on the table and said, "Number 7000 Ying Yungui, do you know what you have done?"
Ying Yungui raised his eyes and said, "I killed Zhao Heng Feller."
Lynch Feller: "Why did you kill him? Did you have a grudge against him?"
Ying Yungui: "There is no hatred, and I don't want to kill him."
Lynch Filler: "But the fact that you did it, how do you explain that?"
Ying Yungui lowered his eyes. "Bai Wan was taken away by someone from the Security Bureau. That person was able to control other people's wills. When I was fighting against that will, in order to break through the illusion, I attacked someone in the illusion."
The three leaders frowned simultaneously but did not interrupt, so Ying Yungui continued, "When I regained consciousness, he was dead in front of me."
Lin Qi Feiler couldn't help but raise his voice a little: "You mean, Zhao Heng Feiler replaced the person in your illusion and was killed by you?"
Ying Yungui said calmly: "From the facts, this is correct."
Lynch Feller stood up and approached him: "How do you prove that you really entered the illusion?"
When an unknown figure appeared at the competition venue, the connection with the association had been cut off, and any signal wavelength sent by the association could not reach the island.
To the outside world, Ying Yungui's illusion only lasted for a few tens of seconds. The contestants and team leaders in the venue only saw him killing Zhao Heng, and knew nothing about the illusion.
So Lynch Filler and the others had no way of knowing the truth of the matter.
Naturally, Ying Yungui had no way to prove all this, so he said: "I can't prove it, maybe you can test the energy in my body, maybe you can find the remnants of that guy."
Lynch Feller laughed in anger, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you attack a fellow member of the Association without reason, or even cause their death?"
"Companion?" Ying Yungui seemed to have heard something funny. He stopped sitting still and leaned over, tilting his head and looking at the current president. "What kind of companion would repeatedly kill people during a competition? And what kind of companion would deliberately violate these competition rules?"
Lin Qifeiler punched Ying Yungui in the face, as if to warn him to be careful with his words and actions: "Is this why you killed him? Are you trying to get revenge on him?"
Ying Yungui spat out a mouthful of blood foam and smiled: "I said that I have no grudge against him. Killing him was my fault, but it was not my intention."
He squinted his eyes and said, "You could have someone check to see if anyone in the venue felt anything unusual for a moment."
"And more." The fierceness in Ying Yungui's eyes startled Lynch Feller. "I came here for two reasons. One, I don't want to be wrongly accused, and two, I want the Orb Trials to continue."
The head of the Visa clan, who was the recorder, thought he had some personal connection with Ying Yungui and reminded him, "Yungui, be careful. There are some things that are beyond your position to interfere with."
Ying Yungui closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then stood up and his whole body shook.
The seven black chains on his body shattered at the same time.
"You!" Lin Qifeiler took a half step back due to the impact of the invisible energy, pointing at Ying Yungui and saying, "You actually..."
Ying Yungui stretched his limbs, looked at him and asked, "President, if I use the privileges of a Level 8 Psychic in the Association, can the Orb Trials continue?"
Three days later, Lynch-Feller personally announced several major decisions.
First, the Orb Qualifying Tournament will resume in half a month, and all the rules remain the same.
Second, due to various incidents that occurred during the competition, all psychics who died accidentally will be awarded high honors.
Third, on the day when the main competition resumes, there will be a "public judgment" for all the psychics in the association, and the object of the judgment will be "Level 8 Psychic, Ying Yungui".
——
The entire District 8 became busy.
Lin Zhouze was busy repairing his own experimental subject, Luo Zhao was busy contacting various connections of the former Luo family, Lu Zhiqi was busy managing the balanced operations and external public relations of all sectors, and Mai Er was busy communicating with the association.
Li Nuo and Jiang E were busy dealing with various matters at the training base, Lan was helping Lin Zhouze adjust his condition, and Shen Buhui took Maya to District 7.
There are also various families who voluntarily joined Ying Yungui in the past, various supernatural beings, and powerful people from all walks of life...
Everyone is doing their best, just for the "public judgment" against Yun Gui in half a month.
The last time District 8 caused such a stir was because of Lu Ming's scandal. But the situation was different now. Although they were both Level 8 psychics, Lu Ming had no one to support him, while Ying Yungui had a large number of followers who were willing to work for him.
"I don't know how that guy managed to attract so many people with his bad temper over the years." Mai Er had been up for several nights. When he finally got to rest early one night, he still insisted on chatting with Shen Buhui.
Shen Buhui: "You are always so hypocritical. In fact, you know best that his nature has not changed."
Mai Er sighed, "You're right. Otherwise, I wouldn't have endured it for so many years and even agreed to participate in the trials, even though I'm already this old."
Shen Buhui smiled dotingly: "I never thought you were old, it's you who's anxious."
"Frankly, you said that District 8 has been getting better and better in all aspects over the years. Can't they really see it?" Mai Er applied a special ointment on his arm. "Why do I remember that the association was not like this before?"
Shen Buhui was silent for a moment, and comforted his lover: "We haven't changed, it's the environment that has changed."
Mai Er changed the medicine on his hand and said, "I can't even remember the last time I was thanked by the people for a mission."
The comprehensive strength of the association has increased exponentially in recent years, but data shows that the number of social public tasks issued has dropped sharply, and the content of tasks that focus on combat is increasing.
"In order to maintain social order" basically only appears in statements and codes of conduct, but it is nowhere to be seen in reality.
Most people with special abilities don’t care what image the association has in the eyes of people all over the world, and those who do care cannot know the truth.
This is the paradox of the association’s development over the years.
Shen Buhui glanced at the sleeping Maya and said softly, “We just need to do everything we can do well, and the rest can only be left to fate.”
"Destiny...?" Mai Er cut off the excess bandage and kissed the screen. "I have something to do tomorrow morning. Good night!"
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Somewhere in the Mirage Abyss.
11 lay weakly in the energy pool, with an empty left eye socket, and a man stood by the pool.
"Damn 07, how dare you plot against me?" 11 tilted his head, letting the energy liquid pour into his eyes. "Luckily, I tried to merge my abilities with that stupid woman before, otherwise I'd be in big trouble this time."
01 swirled his glass and asked with interest, "That Aisha Kalanka? Didn't you say the fusion failed?"
11 blew bubbles. "I failed. Her ability was too low. I ended up taking her to that jungle."
01 said with regret, "What a shame! The 'Talent Granting' link in the 'Life Granting' evolutionary chain was actually quite useful." Then, a sudden thought struck him, and he said, "Ah, so that's why you became androgynous."
11 wanted to scold him, but didn't dare.
"He even came up with a code name. What was it called? He was so serious." 01 looked up and thought for a moment before saying, "Oh, Bai Wan, right?"
"I told you a long time ago, don't go against him, it's no good. I guess you've learned your lesson this time."
11 rolled his remaining right eye upwards: "He can fight for it, but I can't?"
01 said "Oh" meaningfully. "And what was the result? Not only did you not defeat him, but he also manipulated you like that, costing you so many elite fighters, and you even nearly lost your life. What was your intention?"
"I just can't stand him." 11 thought of the beating he'd received earlier and the burned jungle, his eyes and head aching with rage. "If I can't touch him, can I still deal with his men?"
01 put down his glass and looked at him, serious for once: "I advise you not to. If you fight him directly, he may not really want to kill you, but if you touch his people, I can't save you."
"Have you forgotten how he played 08 and that guy surnamed Lu?"
11 shuddered as he thought about how he had gone through so much trouble to get Lu Ming back to the Maintenance Bureau, only to have that guy dealt with by 07 not long after, and in a very undignified way.
"Even though I brought 08 back home and I have some feelings for him, I won't provoke him for this."
"You don't really believe what they say about 'ranking code names by ability', do you?"
01 looked at 11 with a hint of sympathy. "'07' was his own choice, not based on wins. If we were to rank them the way they said, he should be '00'."
"You'd better swallow this loss, don't say I didn't warn you." After saying this, 01 glanced at the energy pool whose color had faded a lot, turned and left.
After he left, 11 stood up from inside and wrapped his androgynous body in a blanket. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he heard a noise coming from outside.
"What's wrong? Is there something else?" 11 thought that 01 had something left to explain and asked.
As a result, the person who walked in looked him up and down with a pair of pale pupils.
"I can let go of what happened this time, but remember, there won't be a next time." 07 leaned against the door with his hands in his pockets, looking at 11 who was in a state of confusion.
He felt as if the gaze had stripped away all the coverings on his body. He said angrily, "Who do you think you are? Do you have the final say in the Maintenance Bureau?"
07 put down his hand, stepped closer, and finally stood by the pool and looked down at him: "You don't deserve to know who I am, but I know who you are very well."
"You've been hiding for over sixty years, constantly changing bodies for fear of being discovered, and are still only at this level. And because of your greed, you've become like this. What? Do you really think they'll appreciate your efforts?"
"Wolf Feller."
11's breathing stopped instantly, and he fell back, sitting in the pool, and the blanket around him was untied.
Upon closer inspection, every part of his body seemed to be made up of different pieces: a towering chest, a slender waist, strong arms, a broad hip...even one body with several skin colors.
"You faked your own death under the guise of the 'cleansing plan' and hid in the Maintenance Bureau. You've been dormant for all these years, wasn't it all for the Feller clan's current situation? Now that you've taken control of the association as you wished, you're still not satisfied. You've forgotten my warning, haven't you?"
07 said, his hair grew rapidly and spread on the ground.
11 looked at his appearance and trembled, "You...you are..."
"You're over a hundred years old, so be more steady." 07 pushed aside the hair that was covering half of his eyes. "Tell me, where is the 'thing' of the Karanka family?"
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