Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 292 – Directly Banging on the Door!

The wind atop the Kunlun Mountains was as sharp as a knife, scraping painfully against the face.

But high above, on the back of a mutant vulture with an eight-meter wingspan, a completely out-of-place aroma was now wafting.

It was the smell of braised beef noodles.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged amidst the thick feathers, holding a cup of instant noodles.

The lid was open, steam rising from it.

“Fly steady. If you spill my soup, I’ll stew you too.”

Lin Fan lowered her head to take a sip of the hot broth, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction.

The vulture chief beneath her immediately stiffened its wings. Even when hitting strong turbulence, it didn’t dare to move recklessly, forcing itself into an extremely comical gliding posture to keep its back as level as possible.

Its intelligence was now equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child, and it knew very well what kind of ruthless character this granny on its back was.

She was an existence who could crush them like trash.

“This is the stuff.”

Lin Fan twirled a clump of curly noodles with her fork, sighing with a touch of emotion.

This was part of the stash she had hoarded in her rental apartment back when she was still crippled.

She never expected that after all this time in the apocalypse, taking it out of her System Space would be like putting it in just a moment ago.

Lin Fan looked down at the continuous, rolling Kunlun mountain range, which resembled a great white dragon, and a self-deprecating smile touched her lips.

“Eating instant noodles on the roof of the world. I guess this counts as fulfilling an old dream.”

She slurped down the noodles in a few bites and drank every last drop of the broth.

Tossing the empty bowl aside, Lin Fan clapped her hands, her gaze turning cold once more.

“I’ve been wandering around all day. Have you found it or not?”

“Scree—!”

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The vulture chief let out an aggrieved cry and nodded its head toward a valley to the front left.

Although it couldn’t speak, its meaning was clearly conveyed through the golden thread of faith.

Back when their flock of big birds roamed these mountains, they often saw those big iron birds of the humans flying in that direction.

They would fly and fly, and then disappear.

“Another one of these vague answers.”

Lin Fan frowned with a hint of impatience.

Her Mental Strength instantly spread out.

The valley ahead had treacherous terrain and was shrouded in clouds and mist year-round.

But strangely, when her Mental Strength swept over it, it was like a clay ox entering the sea—she couldn’t detect anything. She could only feel an extremely obscure magnetic field interference there.

“They’ve really hidden it well.”

Lin Fan stood up, facing the gale-force winds of the high altitude, her black windbreaker whipping about.

After a full day, aside from a few suspected locations, she hadn’t seen a single person.

To save their own skins, those rats from the Federation had practically mastered the art of hiding to its peak.

“I don’t have the patience to play hide-and-seek.”

Lin Fan slowly raised her right hand. In her palm, a ball of crimson flame leaped into existence.

At first, it was only the size of a ping-pong ball.

But in the blink of an eye, the fire elements within a thousand-meter radius swarmed toward it like sharks that had smelled blood.

The moisture in the air was instantly vaporized, and the temperature of the once-frigid Kunlun summit soared.

The vulture chief was so terrified its feathers stood on end. It desperately tried to dodge to the side but was held in place by Lin Fan’s foot.

“What are you afraid of? I’m not roasting you.”

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Lin Fan casually pressed her palm downward.

“Since I can’t find the doorbell, I’ll just have to…”

“Smash the door down.”

…

Boom—!!!

At that moment, it was as if the originally silent Kunlun mountain range had been viciously stabbed.

Dozens of massive fireballs, each over ten meters in diameter and trailing long black tails of flame, rained down like divine punishment, indiscriminately bombarding the few marked, suspected locations.

This was not a probe.

This was a clean sweep.

The accumulated snow was instantly vaporized, and rocks were burned into molten magma that flowed wantonly down the mountainsides.

The violent explosions echoed through the valleys, triggering a chain reaction of avalanches. White waves of snow mixed with black smoke and dust, performing an apocalyptic symphony in this no-man’s-land.

…

A thousand meters underground.

This was a gigantic base filled with a sci-fi aesthetic.

Silvery-white metal walls, holographic control consoles, and bustling research personnel all exuded an air of precision and coldness.

But in a spacious conference room, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense.

“Still no news from Chuanxi?”

The old man in the head seat, rolling two jade-like walnuts in his hand, had a face so grim that water could drip from it.

Across from him, a bald, burly man slammed the documents in front of him onto the table in a fit of rage.

“It’s been almost a week, not a single signal!”

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“According to the original plan, after the inducer in that batch of supplies took effect, those people should have turned into monsters that only know how to kill.”

“Those nearly ten thousand virus-carrying weapons were enough to crush Chu Chen and his people!”

“But what about now?”

The more Bald Head spoke, the more agitated he became, the veins on his neck bulging.

“Our spy planted there has gone completely silent. He didn’t even send out a signal. This is too abnormal!”

A middle-aged woman who had been silent pushed up her glasses, her voice unnaturally calm.

“Three possibilities.”

“First, neither Chen Mo nor Chu Chen distributed the supplies. Our plan was exposed before it even began.”

“Second, our spy in Chuanxi has defected and is deliberately withholding information.”

The woman paused, a hint of absurdity she herself was unwilling to believe flashing in her eyes.

“Third… some variable we cannot comprehend has appeared over there and instantly suppressed all the chaos.”

“Impossible!”

Bald Head immediately refuted it.

“That’s nearly ten thousand forcibly evolved Mutants! Even if Lu Yuan from Magic City were still around, he couldn’t have possibly quelled the situation in such a short time!”

The walnuts in the old man’s hand stopped turning.

He closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought.

“No matter which possibility it is, it seems we won’t be able to swallow the fire seed from Magic City.”

“Send out the notice. Activate Level Two Alert.”

“Also, we need to accelerate our trade with the Dragon Clan…”

Wooo—!!!

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Before the old man could finish, a piercing red alert siren exploded without warning throughout the entire base.

The lights in the conference room instantly switched to a flashing crimson strobe.

“What’s going on?!”

Bald Head shot to his feet and snatched the communicator from the table.

“Report! High-energy reaction detected!”

The voice from the other end of the communicator was filled with terror, even trembling with a strained pitch.

“Where? Did a Rift open again so soon?” The middle-aged woman quickly brought up the holographic surveillance feed.

“No… not a Rift!”

“It’s above us! Directly above our fortress!”

“The energy reading… it’s… it’s off the charts!”

The next second.

A giant red exclamation mark popped up on the large screen in the center of the conference room.

And below the exclamation mark, the bar representing the energy level had shot past the red warning line, hitting the black zone at the very top.

[HIGH-RISK WARNING! UNIDENTIFIED LIFEFORM DETECTED!]

[ESTIMATED ENERGY LEVEL: SEVEN!]

A deathly silence.

Bald Head, who had been so aggressive just a moment ago, now stood with his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a fist. He was frozen in place as if his soul had been sucked out.

Level Seven?

What kind of international joke was this