Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 77: Dust Settles

Watching the column formed by silver needles pierce through the crowd and head towards the high platform, countless soldiers threw themselves at it, fearless of death, trying to stop its assault, but to no avail. The silver needles, carrying a resilient thread, passed through their bodies, leaving behind a trail of smoke, and soared straight onto the platform.

"That’s it! Get him! Don’t let him escape!" Wu Jie clenched his fists, cheering loudly. He couldn’t see the expression on that damn chubby face, but seeing him scramble up in panic and hide behind the guards, it was clear the guy was scared out of his wits!

As if piercing through thin paper, the silver needles easily passed through the valiant guards standing before Jiang Feiyang, slowly coming to a stop.

"So how is it, Old Feng, is he dead or not? He should be dead, right? Hahaha!" Wu Jie looked at the soldier rushing towards him, brandishing a long blade, frozen mid-motion as if someone had pressed pause, his hands suspended in the air. After prodding him twice and seeing no response, Wu Jie laughed triumphantly.

Feng Ziping also breathed a sigh of relief, slowly retracting his silver needles. In the hazy smoke, Jiang Feiyang’s slightly chubby body, clutching his penetrated chest, was dragged to the edge of the platform, where he clutched the railing and fell to one knee.

"Kid! You’re so arrogant! Keep being arrogant then! Damn!" Wu Jie said as he pushed aside the motionless soldier in front of him, squeezing forward without looking back and said, "Old Feng, nice job. I’m going up there to cut that kid’s head off! Damn it!"

However, Feng Ziping behind him did not share Wu Jie’s relaxed mood. Looking at the still-present soldiers, then up at Jiang Feiyang at the edge of the platform, he knew best his own ability. The venomous needle with exceptionally resilient thread should have shredded a person’s chest to pieces, undoubtedly killing them. But why were these soldiers, lacking internal support, still standing?

Just as he was full of doubt, Jiang Feiyang, who had been kneeling on one knee, suddenly vanished in a puff of smoke with a bang. Seeing this, Feng Ziping realized something was wrong, urgently retreating while shouting, "Wu Jie, run!"

"Ah, what!" Already entrapped in the formation, Wu Jie didn’t notice the anomaly on the platform. Hearing Feng Ziping’s shout, he turned back in confusion. In that instant, the soldiers around him suddenly came to life, and countless blades emerged from their waists, stabbing at Wu Jie.

The sudden turn of events left him no time to react. Caught off guard, he controlled two butterfly blades, slicing through the throats of four soldiers, but more than ten blades from all directions pierced into his body!

"Ahhhh!" Wu Jie let out a wail of unwillingness! He couldn’t fathom why, despite his opponent being dead, he was still fooled! Amidst his confusion, a scene outside the crowd made him widen his eyes in disbelief!

That fat fool! At this moment, he was seated on a large horse, looking down at him smugly. No, no, no! There wasn’t just one fat fool; one, two, three! There were five identical fat fools riding horses!

"Why! Why! Why!" Wu Jie roared in fury, wanting to rush up and kill the person who had so arrogantly despised him, but with more than ten Tang knives piercing his body, every step he took sent excruciating pain through him!

In utter despair and rage, he threw the butterfly blade in his hand towards the "Jiang Feiyang" on horseback. But under his control, the butterfly blade flew only a few meters before helplessly falling to the ground amidst Wu Jie’s screams.

Feng Ziping saw Wu Jie’s last living scene—his legs were chopped off by two soldiers, and his body fell. Then, countless people surged forward, hacking him to pieces. It wasn’t long before a long spear raised his severed head high.

Hearing the sound of hoofbeats approaching from afar, watching the orderly Tang infantry marching ahead, then looking towards Jiang Feiyang, who reappeared on the platform, eating chips by the railing and watching him, he couldn’t tell if that person was still his original target.

Having already executed his deadly blow, he was now exhausted. After internally cursing Wu Jie and the others, facing the Tang soldiers who raised their long blades high, Feng Ziping sighed in resignation, put his hands over his head, and knelt down, "I surrender! I surrender! I formally surrender to the Investigation Bureau!"

Feng Ziping continued repeating these words with his eyes closed. It was his only chance of survival right now, even though life after capture might be worse than death, it’s better than dying on the spot! If the opponent really killed him, he’d have to accept his fate!

"Buzz!" After the sound of a blade cutting through the air, Feng Ziping shivered. He could vividly feel the cold blade slashing down, stopping abruptly beside his head, the sharp edge gently brushing against his scalp.

Soon, two soldiers hoisted him up, his arms raised horizontally, two binding rings floated over from among the soldiers and clasped onto his hands. After being cuffed, the soldiers formed two lines, and amidst them walked in Pei Yan with a big belly, clad in armor.

"You’re pretty clever!" Jiang Feiyang looked down at Feng Ziping kneeling in front of him with mockery, snapping his fingers. A large Grandmaster chair appeared out of nothing, and two soldiers brought it over to place behind him. Jiang Feiyang sat down dominantly.

Feng Ziping straightened up slightly and asked, "Your ability is a treasure, is it a doll?"

"More or less!" Jiang Feiyang gave an ambiguous answer, taking off his helmet and shaking his slightly sore neck.

Gathering his courage, Feng Ziping asked, "I don’t understand. Can you tell me why the soldiers you summoned later had such a different fighting strength from before! Is this the result of awakening?"

"Seeing your good attitude and decent ability, I’ll be kind enough to tell you. It has some relation to the awakened ability, but it’s not the main reason." Jiang Feiyang said as he gently caressed his ring. Two toy soldiers appeared in his hand, placed in front of Feng Ziping.

Looking closely, Feng Ziping noticed that one of the toy soldiers was the type of Roman soldier he’d seen before, merely a rough plastic model with form, while the other was a meticulously crafted and intricately detailed Tang army soldier.

"See, my ability also depends on the toy soldiers I use. The higher the degree of realism, the closer the soldiers’ combat power to humans after being activated by my ability." After speaking, Jiang Feiyang lifted it to his eyes, "That Roman soldier, bought wholesale for a hundred yuan, is just a basic plastic figure. Meanwhile, this Tang army soldier, if bought on Taobao, costs over three hundred yuan per piece. However, joining the Investigation Bureau comes with perks; I can buy them at the factory price. The bureau even equipped me with over three thousand of this Tang army soldier model." Saying this, Jiang Feiyang casually tossed aside the Roman soldier toy, fondly caressing the Tang soldier’s body.

Feng Ziping shuffled closer, whispering temptingly, "If you’re willing to join Shenyu, we’ll offer you even better benefits!"

Hearing this, Jiang Feiyang slowly retracted the toy soldiers into his ring, leaned his face in, and curiously asked, "Really?"

"Yes! I guarantee it!"

Jiang Feiyang nodded thoughtfully, tapping his fingers lightly on the Grandmaster chair. The Tang soldier standing behind Feng Ziping suddenly raised his long blade high, using the hilt to viciously slam into Feng Ziping’s lower back. After he cried out in pain, two Tang soldiers helped him up, and began slapping him left and right ferociously, until Feng Ziping’s cheeks were swollen and bleeding nonstop, his teeth loosened. Then, they stopped, throwing his body to the ground!

"Do you realize your mistake?" Jiang Feiyang stood up from the chair, kicked Feng Ziping to straighten him out and stepped on him with disdain, asking. This fool dared to tempt him to betray the Investigation Bureau! Setting aside his affection and sense of duty for the bureau, he had seen Shangxing’s methods before. He didn’t want his neck twisted and his head relocated!

"Yes, I know." Feng Ziping muttered indistinctly, spitting out blood.

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