Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 88 – Spatial Movement

Zhou Ming swallowed the transparent Crystal.

In the conference room, everyone’s eyes were fixed on him.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds.

Nothing happened.

Zhou Ming’s body showed no change. He didn’t swell up like Ah Hu, nor did he tremble like Chen Wan.

He just stood there, a hint of confusion on his face.

“Did it fail…?”

Ah Hu scratched his head, which had become quite a bit shinier, and asked with some uncertainty.

Chen Wan’s brow furrowed slightly, a trace of worry in her eyes.

Lin Fan said nothing.

She just leaned back in her chair, watching Zhou Ming quietly with her deep eyes.

Just then.

Zhou Ming’s body suddenly began to distort.

It wasn’t the expansion of muscles, nor the restructuring of bones.

But a… visual, spatial distortion.

His silhouette blurred, as if seen through a layer of rippling water.

“Ugh…”

Zhou Ming let out a muffled groan. His face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

His body began to flicker erratically.

At times clear, at times transparent.

“What is this…”

Ah Hu’s eyes widened. He had never seen such a bizarre sight.

The next second.

Zhou Ming’s body vanished from where he stood.

Then, he reappeared out of thin air half a meter away.

Then he vanished again.

He appeared on the ceiling, stuck to it upside down.

Then he appeared under the table.

His appearances and disappearances were completely random, so fast it was dizzying.

“Ah!”

Zhou Ming let out a terrified cry, his voice filled with confusion and a lack of control.

He felt like he had been thrown into a spinning washing machine; his entire world was turning upside down.

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A flash of understanding crossed Lin Fan’s eyes.

“Steady your mind.”

Her voice wasn’t loud, yet it was like a clear spring, flowing distinctly into Zhou Ming’s mind.

“Feel the relationship between yourself and the space around you. Don’t resist it, understand it.”

Zhou Ming heard Lin Fan’s voice.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, he forced himself to calm down.

He closed his eyes, no longer looking at the chaotic, inverted world.

He began to feel.

To feel the formless, intangible, yet omnipresent… space around his body.

Slowly.

His wildly flickering body stabilized.

He opened his eyes.

He found himself standing in a corner of the conference room.

He looked down at his hands, then at Lin Fan in the distance, his face filled with disbelief.

“I… just now I…”

“How do you feel?”

Lin Fan’s voice sounded calmly.

Zhou Ming took a deep breath, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

“I feel… like I can… touch space.”

His voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

“I can feel that every point in this room has… an indescribable connection with me.”

The corner of Lin Fan’s mouth curved into a slight smile.

Her gaze fell on a potted plant in the corner at the other end of the conference room.

“Go there.”

Zhou Ming followed her gaze.

He focused his mind.

An image of himself standing next to the plant appeared in his head.

The next second.

His figure vanished from its spot.

When he reappeared, he was standing steadily beside the potted plant.

The entire process took less than the blink of an eye.

No sound.

No warning.

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Ah Hu’s mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Chen Wan also covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with shock.

Teleportation!

This… this was Teleportation!

“Spatial Ability.”

Lin Fan leaned back in her chair, her fingertips tapping lightly on the tabletop.

“Within your line of sight, you can instantly move to any position you want.”

Zhou Ming stared blankly at his hands, feeling the unprecedented power within his body.

He had succeeded.

His gamble had paid off.

He was no longer the useless person who could only follow behind and watch others fight.

He now possessed his own unique power.

Thud!

Zhou Ming fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily to Lin Fan.

His forehead pressed tightly against the cold floor.

“Lei-jie!”

His voice was hoarse and fervent.

“My life, from this moment on, is yours!”

Lin Fan looked at Zhou Ming kneeling on the floor, a satisfied smile on her face.

A power-type heavy-armored warrior.

A speed-type combat medic.

And now… an elusive spatial assassin.

Her core team was beginning to take shape.

“All of you, get up.”

Lin Fan’s voice made the three of them subconsciously stand straight.

Her gaze swept over them.

“Ah Hu.”

“Here, Lei-jie!”

Ah Hu straightened his back, his voice booming.

“Starting tomorrow, you have only one mission.”

Lin Fan’s voice turned cold and decisive.

“Take the armored vehicle, take your men, and go hunt for me.”

“Use the heavy machine guns to clean up every mutated Zombie you can find.”

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“I want their Crystals. The more, the better.”

“Yes!”

Flames of excitement burned in Ah Hu’s eyes.

Lin Fan’s gaze turned to Chen Wan.

“You go with them.”

“Your speed is their greatest guarantee.”

“I need you to ensure the survival rate of every team member.”

Chen Wan nodded forcefully, her eyes resolute.

“I understand.”

Finally, Lin Fan looked at Zhou Ming.

“Zhou Ming, you…”

Zhou Ming held his breath.

“Familiarize yourself with your ability as quickly as possible. I will need you in the future.”

Zhou Ming clenched his fists, a bloodthirsty light glinting in his eyes.

“I will not disappoint you!”

Lin Fan stood up and walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window.

She looked out at the silent darkness, her voice growing distant.

“I took a trip to Jiangcheng.”

That one sentence instantly made the atmosphere in the conference room heavy.

“The situation there is more complicated than we imagined.”

“In Jiangcheng alone, there are three third-stage Evolved beings whose strength could easily crush Iron Fist.”

“Their strongholds have already begun to systematically use Crystals to mass-produce Evolved beings.”

Grave expressions appeared on their faces.

Only now did they realize that their own meager strength was nothing in the face of true powerhouses.

“We’re out of time.”

Lin Fan turned around, her black eyes flashing with an unquestionable light.

“I’m giving you one month.”

Her voice, carrying a bone-deep chill, echoed in the quiet conference room.

“Within one month, I want there to be only one voice left in all of Hangcheng.”

“And that is my voice, Lei Li’s voice!”

“All survivor strongholds, all supplies, all Evolved beings, must come under the banner of Fragrant Hills International!”

“If you can’t…”

She paused, a cruel arc forming on her lips.

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“Then make them disappear from this city completely.”

A chill ran up the spines of Ah Hu, Chen Wan, and Zhou Ming simultaneously.

They looked at the woman before them, her stunningly beautiful face holding the majesty of a god and the coldness of a devil.

“Yes!”

The three of them responded in unison, their voices filled with fervent battle intent.

After sending the three of them away, Lin Fan remained alone in the conference room.

She walked to the window, overlooking the prostrate city below.

Jiangcheng.

Three third-stage Evolved beings.

Lin Fan assessed her own strength.

Intermediate Psychokinesis, plus intermediate fire element control.

She was confident she could deal with one third-stage Evolved being like Zhang Jie.

But what if there were two, or even three?

This world was much larger than she had imagined.

If Jiangcheng was already like this, what about places even farther away?

Could there be fourth-stage, or even fifth-stage Evolved beings?

This thought, far from making her feel fear, instead made the blood in her veins begin to boil with excitement.

Get stronger.

She had to get stronger as fast as possible.

And the fastest shortcut…

Lin Fan’s gaze pierced through the endless night, landing on the outskirts of the city.

The military camp.

That forbidden land, overrun by thousands of mutated Zombies and ruled by a mysterious white-haired woman.

That woman…

She was her greatest treasure at the moment.

And her only key to a higher level.

A cold smile touched Lin Fan’s lips.

Consolidating Hangcheng and collecting Crystals was just the appetizer.

The real feast was in that military camp of death.

“The game…”

She murmured softly.

“Is only just beginning.”