Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 404 – A Brain is a Good Thing

Boom!

Another layer of concrete debris was torn up from the training ground floor.

Lu Yuan transformed into a streak of white light, lightly tapping the tip of the sweeping tiger tail to borrow momentum and flip himself into midair.

“You guys—fine, you’re ugly as sin, but do you have to go around demolishing foundations too?”

Lu Yuan shook his hand, the ball of searing light energy in his palm ready to strike, yet his mouth gave no quarter.

“When Lei Jie, that she-devil, gets back and sees western Sichuan torn up like this, she’ll skin every last one of you and turn you into rugs.”

Xu Zhen stood not far away, his pair of blue-gray dragon horns gleaming with an eerie light.

Listening to Lu Yuan rattle off “Lei Jie” this and “she-devil” that, his face darkened until it could drip water.

This “Lei Jie”—he had heard of her in intelligence reports from the Demon Capital scouts. A woman with formidable Mental Strength, capable of controlling monster tides.

She could even trade blows evenly with a sixth-tier Dragon Clan member. But the intelligence trail went dead the moment she left the Demon Capital and stepped into the Rift.

Xu Zhen took a step forward, his heavy combat boots stomping a deep crater into the ground.

“Lu Yuan, you were also a genius nurtured by the Federation, and now you pin your hopes on a woman who walked into the Rift and vanished without a trace? You’ve disgraced every Evolved being.”

Lu Yuan curled his lip, rubbing his aching wrist.

“So what if I’m a genius? Geniuses still need to eat. Lei Jie feeds me, and feeds me well. What about you guys? Do you feed mutations or horn growth?”

As he spoke, his gaze darted quickly past Xu Zhen’s shoulder.

Nine people had originally charged in with Xu Zhen, but within his line of sight now, there were only seven.

The crazy woman who played with claws, and that scrawny monkey who’d been hanging back without making much of a move—both were gone.

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Not only that, in the distance, within Wang Shan’s Puppet Legion, that bald-headed bruiser leading the pack had yet to show his face either.

Lu Yuan’s heart gave a sudden lurch, and a cold sweat broke out across his back in an instant.

“Damn it—these bastards are feinting east and striking west!”

He whipped his head toward the direction of the command post.

The veterans over at the command post were still locked in a death struggle with the Puppet Legion, machine gun tongues of fire spitting merrily.

But the glimmer of light in Lu Yuan’s perception told him that beneath that thick steel plating, two sinister auras had slipped inside.

“Lu Yuan, you dare get distracted while fighting me?”

Xu Zhen bellowed, the scales on his body instantly flooding with blood, his entire form crashing forward like a cyan meteor.

“Get out of the way!”

Lu Yuan dared not take the hit head-on. Light exploded beneath his feet as he sidestepped a full ten meters.

He was frantic now, burning with urgency, but Xu Zhen—this killing god at the peak of sixth tier—had him locked down tight, giving him no chance to turn back and defend.

“Chu Chen, you’d better not expose yourself, you little—”

Underground Command Center.

The lights here flickered unsteadily from the explosions aboveground.

Chu Chen sat in the swivel chair, the wrapper on the chocolate in his hand still unopened, when he heard a teeth-grinding screech of metal scraping against metal from overhead.

Screeeech.

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Like something razor-sharp was slowly shearing through three meters of special-grade steel plate.

Chu Chen didn’t move. Didn’t run.

He knew very well that in this sealed environment, a fourth-tier intelligence Evolved trying to evade two sixth-tier assassins was suicide.

Bang!

A millstone-sized chunk of steel plate slammed onto the ground, spraying sparks.

A woman in gray combat gear, both hands covered in jagged black hooked claws, dropped down lightly.

Her vertical animal ears twitched as she greedily sniffed the air.

“Found you, the famous Commander Chu.”

The clawed woman grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs.

A moment later, the wiry man with pointed ears landed beside her.

His eyes were closed, his fingers still twitching incessantly.

“That’s right, there’s only one life sign down here. The soldiers outside are blocked by my psychic interference.”

Chu Chen remained seated in his chair, leisurely tearing open the wrapper.

He popped the black chocolate ball into his mouth, crunching it loudly.

“The Federation’s efficiency has improved quite a bit.”

The clawed woman stepped forward, the cold glint of her fingertips nearly touching Chu Chen’s throat.

“Chu Chen, cut the crap. The boss said to bring you back alive. If you don’t cooperate, I’ll tear off your arms and legs first.”

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Chu Chen adjusted his glasses, his eyes hidden behind the lenses, utterly unruffled.

“If you tear off my limbs, I won’t be able to help you strategize. Chen Dingjun is so stubborn—he wants to rule the world through genetic fusion. Ambitious, sure, but not enough brains.”

“How dare you insult the boss?”

The clawed woman’s eyes turned cold, and she was about to make a move.

From the pitch-black corner of the basement, a somewhat deep laugh suddenly rang out.

“Heh heh, Chen Dingjun’s path is indeed a dead end. Chu Chen, why not consider our boss’s proposal?”

The clawed woman and the wiry man’s faces changed drastically as they spun around to look behind them.

A gleaming bald head slowly emerged from the shadows.

He was bare-chested, his muscles knotted like ancient tree roots, his skin covered in dense blood-red patterns.

Chu Chen swallowed the chocolate and casually cracked a cold joke.

“Wang Shan’s top attack dog? Looks like this meal, I’ll have to eat it half-raw.”

The bald man didn’t even glance at the two augmented humans, his gaze locked firmly on Chu Chen.

“Boss Wang said Commander Chu is a talent. The Federation is rotten to the core now. Only Boss Wang holds the channel to communicate with the Dragon Clan.”

He took a step forward, each step making the dust on the ground tremble.

“As long as you’re willing to cooperate and join our ranks, you’ll gain incomparably powerful strength.”

“Strength?”

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Chu Chen sneered.

“You mean becoming a puppet like those walking corpses behind you? Keep that kind of strength for yourself.”

“Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty.”

A red glint flashed in the bald man’s eyes.

“Smart alecks like you who think too highly of themselves should be more interesting once turned into puppets.”

“Guangtou Qiang! Do you think we’re dead?!”

The clawed woman shrieked, her legs slamming into the ground as she lunged at the bald man like a black cat.

She could tell—this bald man was here to steal their target.

The wiry man struck at the same time, his eyes snapping open as a tangible psychic shockwave blasted straight at the bald man’s head.

The moment the three of them collided, Chu Chen kicked the desk with his toe.

Chair and all, he slid three meters away, tucking himself directly into a reinforced blast-proof corner.

A hidden door opened, revealing a passage just wide enough for one person, and he slipped inside immediately.

“Fight on, fight hard.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the faintly blinking communicator on the desk, its displayed spatial energy value skyrocketing wildly.

A helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“Previously I harbored suspicions about you, yet now I find myself beginning to miss you, Lei Li.”