Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 35 Sudden Malice

That evening.

The hot pot restaurant incident concluded smoothly, and Chen Feng declined Mr. Li’s offer to drive him home.

After all, his residential area was quite far, while the other party lived nearby and had a house assigned by the institute.

Then, waving goodbye to Chen Yun, he walked towards the bus stop again.

Tap, tap!

His footsteps echoed, cars came and went on the tarmac road under the night sky, lights constantly flashing in front of him.

Behind the bus stop, on a small path, people were walking and chatting, and faint music from square dancing could be heard in the distance.

"Did you hear that Old Zhou’s daughter got into the Inspection Bureau?"

"Indeed, their ancestral tomb must be emitting green smoke now, Old Zhou’s family has finally gained some prestige."

"Eh, people really can’t be compared, no idea what will happen to that good-for-nothing in my family."

"Hey, I have an idea for you."

"What?"

"Let your kid chase after Old Zhou’s daughter, wouldn’t that solve everything?"

The gossip and discussions of the pedestrians around him echoed in his ears. Chen Feng had heard such conversations plenty of times and just calmly walked across the street.

Tap, tap!

His steps steady, he was about to step onto the bus platform.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, he paused his step.

Chen Feng sensed a trace of anomaly in his Perception.

Or more precisely, a faint malice coming from not far behind him.

Cold, disdainful.

Negative emotions quietly gathered; he crouched down, pretending to tie his shoelace while sneakily glancing over.

A black sedan was parked at the edge of the small street behind the bus stop.

Peering through the windshield, he could vaguely see two people sitting inside.

One on each side of the driver’s compartment, both men.

"Who are they?"

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chen Feng felt something was off.

Then, perhaps noticing his abnormality, the black car suddenly turned on its lights.

Not too blinding; he could see the other party slowly driving forward, brushing past him.

A half-meter distance, the car’s front and body sequentially moving away.

The tightly closed car windows were pitch black, but Chen Feng could distinctly feel that bit of cold malice.

Buzz!

Finally, the car accelerated slowly and drove away.

Chen Feng, feigning normalcy, withdrew his gaze but secretly memorized the license plate number.

"Who exactly is it?"

A look of caution flashed in his eyes as he slowly walked onto the bus platform.

The malice came so suddenly that he couldn’t help but suspect if he had offended someone in the past.

Ties with Zhao Jin’s three thugs?

Retaliation from taking action today at the hot pot restaurant?

The dim streetlights still illuminated the area, and the passersby on the platform were heads down on their phones.

Hundreds of guesses flashed through Chen Feng’s mind, but he quickly dismissed them one after another.

Zhao Jin’s three thugs were too low-level; moreover, according to his original memory, they didn’t seem to have accomplices.

As for the hot pot restaurant?

Those troublemakers, he had heard from the Security Bureau earlier, seemed to not have much of a significant background.

They should still be detained at the Security Bureau at this moment.

"Could it be Xu Dongtai trying to take a dark shot?"

With a puzzled gaze, Chen Feng thought this possibility was also not very likely.

The assessment was nearing, and if something happened to him, everyone could guess the insider’s manipulation.

Unless the other party no longer wanted to enter the Core of Martial Arts Hall, it would be difficult to take such action.

For a moment, pondering back and forth.

Chen Feng felt a hint of irritation.

Turning his head towards the roadside, the black car had completely disappeared, and the malice did not return.

Instead, bus number seventeen finally appeared, slowly heading towards his platform.

The stop time was very short; Chen Feng eventually had to withdraw his gaze and silently got on the bus.

"I’ll ask Lin Hao tomorrow."

"See if he can find out who owns that license plate."

Suppressing his thoughts, Chen Feng sat by the window, slowly clenched his fist, restraining that bit of irritation.

He really disliked the feeling of unknown malice lingering.

So...

He must figure it out.

Crack!

Near ten o’clock at night, Chen Feng returned home.

The lights were on, and gray floor tiles filled his view.

The black LCD TV screen gathered some dust; it seemed he hadn’t cleaned the house for quite some time.

At once, his footsteps softened, and he glanced around each room, observing the indoor items and windows dusted slightly.

"Seems like no one has broken in..."

He roughly judged, hoping he was overthinking it.

Immediately after, he briefly washed up, securing the windows and doors before returning to his bedroom to try to sleep.

"My mental state is completely normal, not the slightest bit weak..."

Murmuring to himself, Chen Feng adjusted his sleeping position.

Yet, he found that the more he tried to sleep, the more he couldn’t.

Taking several deep breaths, he tried to calm his emotions.

Eventually, after some hesitation and sluggish movements, he impulsively reached under his pillow for his phone.

Crack!

Unlocking the screen, the brightness was somewhat blinding.

Adjusting the brightness, Chen Feng quickly entered a search term on his phone.

[Central City]

He remembered Mr. Li’s words.

Soon, the search results appeared.

[Central City, the central main city of Chi Country, also called Self-Circulating City.]

[Central City entry procedures are extremely complicated; for non-native residents, entry conditions are stringent and require the following qualifications...]

One after another, search results appeared, yet there was no photo or current description of Central City.

Reading through some of it, Chen Feng could only gather that Central City was difficult to enter and very mysterious.

"Deliberately blocked... or rather, isolated from obtaining relevant information?"

Without gaining much useful information, Chen Feng shook his head secretly.

This was still far away for him, and he didn’t delve too deeply.

Instead, drowsiness finally began to rise, and he put down his phone and closed his eyes.

Before long, his consciousness sank.

Suddenly, he stepped into empty space and started; opening his eyes.

The long-awaited Dream World finally reappeared.

....

"Sure enough, I managed to enter smoothly."

Standing on the street outside Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Chen Feng gripped the Finger Tiger, standing still.

The fog enveloped, and the night was ink-black.

Surrounding street lights dimly lit, the single-story villas and apartments he had once explored stood like havens behind him.

Taking a breath of relief, Chen Feng quickly came to his senses, warily looking towards the open gate of the Martial Arts Hall.

No sign of the Masked Man, and he sensed no malice.

"It seems, as long as I don’t go in, it won’t come out and attack me."

Pensively, Chen Feng soon noticed something different.

His right arm was no longer in pain!

Looking down, his arm was intact, swinging it casually, and it was completely normal.

Clearly, the body he had in the dream was now fully healed.

"So, the reason I couldn’t enter the dream yesterday was likely due to mental exhaustion."

"Now that my mind is fully recovered and I’ve entered smoothly, my injuries are healed as well... could it be that this body is composed of spirit?"

Suddenly entertaining a thought, Chen Feng felt it was highly plausible.

However, considering the attribute enhancements in the Dream World were also brought back to reality.

He couldn’t help but wonder again.

If this body is truly composed of spirit, how could physical fitness also improve?

His gaze flickered for a few seconds, Chen Feng couldn’t figure it out.

"Forget it."

"Good to know the pattern, I’ll seek answers slowly in the future."

Exhaling deeply, Chen Feng forcefully suppressed all excessive speculation.

Then, he turned to look at the other two areas next to the Martial Arts Hall.

The fog had cleared there, revealing two low-rise buildings.

Sensing through his Perception Talent, Chen Feng knew that there were Breakthrough Light Groups in that area.

He quickly moved forward, stepping towards them.