Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 371 - 249: Black Mist Man (Part 2)

"Mmm hmm!"

Sun Yaoyao nodded repeatedly.

"I’m not going to tell you, I’m not going to tell you."

"Oh, you’re so bad."

Sun Yaoyao pounced forward, playfully scuffling with him.

However, she didn’t continue to press the issue.

Regarding his identity as a cultivator, Wang Hao figured it was best if it remained a secret.

It’s like having an extra card up his sleeve.

Besides, if it got out, it might bring about some trouble.

After all, in this world, cultivators are extremely rare.

There would be endless requests for guidance, perhaps even demands to take on disciples—utterly annoying.

Some people with ulterior motives might also target him for their own schemes.

All in all, it’s best to avoid unnecessary trouble.

...

Night falls

Wang Hao stood atop a tall building, looking out into the distance.

Chen Feng stood by his side.

"Is it in there?"

Wang Hao asked in a deep voice.

"It’s more or less certain. I didn’t dare go in, for fear of alerting the enemy."

Chen Feng’s expression was somewhat uneasy.

Clearly!

He wasn’t so much afraid of alerting the enemy as he was of being unable to get back out.

"Alright! You head back, I’ll settle this myself."

Wang Hao nodded, stretching his muscles.

"How about I call in some reinforcements? It’s just some trash, no need for you to handle it personally, right?"

Chen Feng suggested.

People like them, whether before or after the apocalypse, favored teamwork.

They’d set up defenses, surround their target, and attack.

With superior numbers, they’d crush their opponent.

Both safe and secure.

"No need, just a weakling, I can handle it with ease. You go on back, thanks for the help this time. I owe you a favor; if you ever need anything, you can find me."

Wang Hao patted his shoulder, drew out the Blade of Plunder.

A golden thread shot out, winding around the far-off radio tower’s tip, and he flew off.

"When will I be able to do something like that?"

Chen Feng’s eyes were full of envy.

With a sigh, he quickly left.

A noble person does not stand beneath a precarious wall.

This time, he had achieved his goal.

Gained Wang Hao’s favor.

The target was a demon from the Demon Realm.

Formidable in strength, and although Wang Hao was powerful, it was best for him to make himself scarce immediately.

Spectating was for common folk; they were taught from childhood to steer clear of crowds.

Wang Hao landed steadily.

The destination was a cave.

Previously, it had been a tourist spot.

Following the stone steps upward, he entered the cave.

Inside, it was pitch black.

Not to mention, it was nighttime, even during the day, without any lighting, it would be just as dark.

Wang Hao used spiritual power to enhance his senses, allowing him to see in the dark.

He walked quietly inside.

"You really did come."

As Wang Hao entered the main cavern, a voice sounded by his ear.

"I have no choice, if I don’t kill you, you’re still a menace."

Wang Hao leaned against the stone wall, took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth:

"Where’s your backup? Come on out."

"I’m alone, I’ve no backup."

The Black Mist Man’s voice echoed through the cave.

Yet, Wang Hao couldn’t spot him.

He couldn’t even pinpoint the source of the voice.

"Just you?"

Wang Hao couldn’t help but find it amusing:

"I don’t mean to belittle you, but I could handle you with one hand.

And what’s more, you’ve lost an arm. Are you looking to die?"

"Wang Hao, we have no real animosity between us. Ji Aimin and I are merely business partners.

There’s no need for us to battle to the death."

"You make a good point."

Wang Hao nodded, signaling him to continue.

"We could work together too. If you return my arm, I could do some things for you."

The Black Mist Man said softly.

So it’s about his arm!

"I could return your arm, but how can you guarantee you’ll work for me?

What if I give it back and you take off, who will I go after then?"

Whether to kill the Black Mist Man was of no great consequence to Wang Hao.

Although killing him would provide a boost in spiritual power, if he could keep him around to handle tasks, that’d be more beneficial.

It’s just he had no means of restraining the Black Mist Man.

If he reneged, it’d be a wasted effort.

"I believe you already know, I hail from afar, a demon of the Demon Race.

I’ve sustained severe internal injuries, I need food supplies and resources, so I must collaborate with your kind.

Even if not with you, I’d still seek out another partner for support.

Why go through the hassle? I’d rather just work with you."

The Black Mist Man organized his thoughts and continued:

"Your skills are formidable, if you’re determined to hunt me down, I’d likely be caught and killed.

Therefore, I won’t foolishly make such a move, I’m a noble demon, most trustworthy."

Wang Hao shrugged, still unconvinced.

Noble demon?

He didn’t find this creature particularly noble.

"I’ll throw in some extra intel for you."

The Black Mist Man sighed resignedly: "Apart from the brat son Ji Aimin lost to you, he has an illegitimate child.

During the earlier wave of undead, he secretly arranged for this child to leave the First Settlement Camp, accompanied by his trusted aide."

"Oh?"

Wang Hao’s eyes lit up slightly.

Ji Aimin truly takes precautions!

Even setting aside a bloodline.

No wonder he spoiled that son.

Turns out, he was just a decoy!

The illegitimate one is probably the real apple of his eye.

"Ghost Warrior was with him too."

The Black Mist Man added.

"Ghost Warrior? He returned?"

Wang Hao’s eyes gleamed with sharpness: "What happened on Maoshan?

"They say a group of mysterious people slaughtered everyone, leaving him, Yan Feng from the Second Settlement Camp, and Chen Yueling with an opportunity to escape, then they ran."

"Yan Feng and Chen Yueling are alive too?"

Wang Hao furrowed his brow deeply.

Out of the intended targets, not a single one was eliminated?

"Do you know which way they’re headed?"

Wang Hao wanted to nip this in the bud.

The illegitimate son of Ji Aimin aside, Ghost Warrior was no ordinary person!

His Shura superpower was exceptionally formidable, his innate talent quite impressive.

Wang Hao could defeat him now, but who’s to say in the future.

It was best to eliminate such threats while still in their infancy.

"They likely deviated toward the Second Settlement Camp."

The Black Mist Man analyzed: "That camp seems to have Ji Family members, and their facilities and resources are superior to the Third Settlement Camp, offering better prospects."

Wang Hao nodded.

Ji Aimin had colluded with the Second Settlement Camp before, sending Ghost Warrior and Yan Feng to jointly target him.

There must be someone influential there who can communicate with him, someone with significant stature.

Moreover, while the Third Settlement Camp had ample food, future development relied on technological prowess.

The Second Settlement Camp clearly had a significant advantage.

For people like them, food security wasn’t a major concern.

Even if they didn’t hunt beasts for Crystal Stones, their food supply was prioritized.

The focus now was on technological power.

As well as supporting materials and defensive capabilities.

In the future, the strength of each Settlement Camp would be primarily judged by the number of superpower users.

Comparable to civilization’s GDP.

Then it’d be all about technological strength and the powers of superpower users, and so on.

The power of science, even in these end times, couldn’t be underestimated.

"Not on my route!"

Wang Hao felt a headache coming on.

It wouldn’t be worthwhile to go out of his way just for pursuit.

Besides, so much time had passed, if he chased them now, they’d likely be near the Second Settlement Camp.

He was just one person, after all, not a god!

The Second Settlement Camp had such a big grudge against him.

If he ended up surrounded, it’d be quite awkward.