Chapter 70: The Bizarre Adventures of Anti-Dog

June 6, 21pm, No. Street, Laojingmai District.

"5, Building 1201, Phase , Unit , Lao Jingmai Street. Qing Ya's residence is just two streets ahead..."

Fan Quan lowered his head and walked slowly on the dark street, with his hands in his coat pockets.

Combining the previous clues, he was nearly 90% sure that the real Spider-Man was hiding in this family of nine.

"Go to the rooftop of the high-rise building opposite the duplex apartment building and place a miniature camera under the railing. This way, we can observe the family coming in and out of the apartment. Players can see the superhuman information panel through the live camera, and the same is true for the real-time camera footage. So, I can make a judgment based on the camera footage when the time comes."

Fanquan reached into his pocket to confirm that the miniature camera was still there, and continued thinking.

"At the same time, players can't see the information panels of ordinary people and other players. They can only see the information of superhuman races."

"So among this family, the first step is to screen out the few people who don't have information panels above their heads, and then conduct a second screening among these people based on age and characteristics. This way, we can basically find the true identity of Spider-Man with 90% certainty."

"But I must prepare a way out for myself first... If the 'Gate of Humanities' fails to produce theoretical skills to save my life, then we can talk about it another day."

Thinking of this, Fanquan released the skill "Door of Humanity" in advance, and the Bible in his hand opened automatically without wind.

Three of the pages were torn apart and rolled up, turning into three little paper figures that hid in his sleeves, holding his wrists and quarreling with each other.

The first paper man muttered in Romanian: "Holy Time", "Holy Space", "Eternal Return";
The second paper man muttered "Allegory of the Cave", "Metaphysics", "Rationalism" in ancient Greek;
The third paper man muttered "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Benevolence is the foundation", and "Unity of knowledge and action" in ancient Chinese.

Each paper man has a maximum survival time of 2 hours. During these 2 hours, they will not disappear unless one of the three theoretical skills is used.

Therefore, there is no problem in releasing it early, but it can confirm the effect of the theory.

"That's enough..."

Fanquan listened to the whispers of the three paper figures in his sleeves, and the skill effects corresponding to each theory emerged in his mind.

After preparing his escape, he put the Bible into the inside pocket of his coat and put on a mask to prevent his face from being exposed in nearby surveillance videos.

Anti-Dog ordered the three paper figures in his sleeves to shut up, then walked out of the alley.

Just as he passed a vending machine, he suddenly noticed seven figures slowly passing by at the corner in front of him, so he stopped.

Fan Dog lowered the brim of his Deersteck hat, pulled a ten-yuan coin from his pocket, and put it into the vending machine. He used the interface to select a can of orange juice, while observing the seven figures with his peripheral vision.

The one walking in the front was a white-haired girl in a white dress. She lowered her eyes, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward lightly, her pupils glowing a faint red in the darkness.

[Name: Bai Ziling]

[Strength: A-level (possessing top combat power far exceeding 90% of the world's superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: "Vampire", also known as "Blood Clan". ]

"A-class vampire?" Fanquan was stunned for half a second, thinking, "Is there such a superhuman species in the world? It's not even registered in the superhuman encyclopedia..."

Following closely behind the white-haired girl was a young girl in a denim jacket. She lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, and the breeze blew the ribbon above her head.

It was too far for Fanquan to see her appearance clearly, but the girl's information panel appeared in his eyes.

[Name: Bai Zini]

[Strength: B++ level (the absolute elite among superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: As "Magical Girl Ashes", she has been active in China for a long time and is also one of the core members of the "Magical Girls Association". ]

With a "bang", a can of orange juice fell out of the vending machine's delivery port.

"Magical Girl Ashes... Then these people should be the children of Blue Crow."

Fanquan leaned over, took out a drink from the vending machine while thinking secretly, and continued to observe the figure passing by at the end of the street.

The next figure that came into his sight was a boy wearing overalls with a panda pattern on them.

The boy put his arms behind his head, opened his mouth and yawned. His eyes, filled with sleepy tears, suddenly moved away from the front and glanced in the direction of Fanquan, then quickly retracted his eyes.

【Name: Ke Yongzhu】

[Strength: A+ level (possessing top combat power far exceeding 95% of superhumans in the world)]

[Hidden identity: A young calamity dragon. ]

From the careless look that Ke Yongzhu gave him just now, Fanquan suddenly felt deeply uneasy... as if he was being looked down upon by a dragon, and his eyes were full of amusement and disdain.

"A+ level combat capability?"

Fanquan muttered, his deep eyes behind the lenses narrowed slightly, hidden in the shadow under the brim of his hat.

"The Disaster Dragon is another superhuman species that we have never seen before... No, it should not be considered a human species. It is another animal."

"It seemed to have noticed me just now, but it seemed to be disdainful of paying any attention to me..."

Before the anti-dog could react, a girl with a clear temperament and wearing a brown hoodie came into view next to the dragon boy. She had a hood on her head and her hair fell on her shoulders.

【Name: Bai Qiuwu】

[Strength: A-level (possessing top combat power far exceeding 90% of the world's superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: Black Wukong, the divine master (possessing the "Sun Wukong" path, one of the twenty-seven divine paths)]

"It's true, the God-master Black Goku and the Magical Girl Ash are family..."

Fan Quan thought to himself as he lowered his head and unscrewed the cap of the orange juice bottle with his hands, using this as a cover for his observation.

"But why is it so strange? The combat power of the four people we have seen so far is basically A-level. Could it be that this family is full of such people... It's really ridiculous. If the real Spider-Man is really in this family, then how on earth did he survive until now, and he was able to contact us privately without telling his family."

"Is he really a player?"

"Or... am I wrong in my judgment, and Spider-Man isn't even in this monster family?"

A chill spread from my spine to every inch of my skin, and my pores closed tightly.

The more he thought about it, the more puzzled and bewildered Fan Quan's heart became. He took a deep breath and felt the evening air becoming thicker and thicker, like gel.

It was like a desperate and sticky black tide coming towards us.

The glue-like air was about to flow from his nostrils and lips into his dry throat, filling every corner of his body, and almost sealing him here like a mummy. An instinct from reason kept reminding him: "You should leave here now, you should leave, hurry up, don't look back..."

Cold sweat continued to flow down his back, his temples were already wet with sweat, and the Deerstalker hat on his head seemed so heavy at this moment.

But Fan Quan just lowered the brim of his hat, took a deep breath, and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart.

He took a sip of orange juice expressionlessly.

The slightly cool liquid flowed across the tip of the tongue, flowed into the throat, and then splashed into the internal organs. The restless nerves slowly calmed down one by one.

At this moment, Anti-Dog has made up his mind.

The truth is right in front of us. Spider-Man is very likely among this group of people... If we retreat here, we will miss the truth.

So, after trying his best to breathe steadily, he raised his eyes and continued to observe the group of people walking by the end of the street with his peripheral vision.

Behind the girl in the hoodie was a young man with a delicate appearance and a casual temperament.

He had shoulder-length black hair, wore a black sweater, and had a cross necklace on his chest.

It was simply insane to wear this on a hot night, but his temperament and appearance were too outstanding and unique, like a beautiful sculpture suitable to be placed at the door of a church.

Every line on the young man's face was just right, like a painting by God. But his eyes and eyebrows concealed contempt and frivolity for all religious rules. This contradiction made people feel like Jesus was tied to the cross but still sticking out his tongue, making people unconsciously ignore his strange clothes that went against the season.

[Name: Ke Yinzhi]

[Strength: A++ level (the world's top combat power exceeding 99% of superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: Black Judge (the face of the Abnormal Control Bureau, one of the five S-level executors)]

"Black Judge... the officer of the Control Bureau who tortured and killed the two American players not long ago. Is he really the son of Qing Ya? No wonder they have the same last name."

He adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and lowered the orange juice with his right hand.

The guess in my mind was confirmed at this moment.

At this moment, the shock in Fanquan's heart was no less than when he accepted the "Ice Bucket Challenge". He closed his eyes and someone poured a bucket of ice water on his head... He shivered for a full ten seconds, thinking he had made it, and then he opened his eyes and found that the bucket was not filled with ice water at all, but a mixture of urine and feces.

"What is the origin of this family... Could it be that seven out of the nine people are superhumans? No, if we count Qing Ya, that would make eight people."

"In other words, in this family, is my wife the only ordinary person?"

Fanquan thought in surprise, and the muscles on the sides of his face twitched slightly.

Even though he was calm, his thoughts were inevitably confused at this moment...

At this moment, although he strictly forbade the three paper figures in his sleeves to speak, they were still stepping on his wrists and jumping, trying to attract his attention.

"Run, run, run..."

The paper figures spoke in unison in three different languages, like the sincere and fearful whispers of children.

But before Fanquan could react, the next second, all his thoughts were completely disrupted.

Because a handsome young man in a white shirt came into his sight, and almost at the first sight of Fanquan, the young man in white shifted his gaze and met his peripheral vision.

The young man's eyes were not concealed at all, he looked at him directly and without any emotion.

Like a seasoned hunter examining his prey.

【Name: Ke Xiaomo】

[Strength: A+ level (the world's top combat power exceeding 95% of superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: The eldest disciple of the 27th generation leader of the Ninja Clan - "Mo". ]

Although they were half a street apart, Fan Quan and Ke Xiaomo's eyes met for a moment.

"I've been discovered... Ninja, are there still ninjas in this world? No wonder he noticed that I was observing him at the first sight. It seems I have to leave."

Fanquan's pupils contracted slightly, and he slowly swallowed a mouthful of orange juice, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

He knew he had to go.

Almost every cell in his body was screaming in despair, and the three paper figures on his wrists were beating wildly in his arteries like crazy...

However, he still chose to stay for a second longer.

It was in that last second that a young man in a white T-shirt entered his field of vision.

Under the moonlight, the boy's face was indifferent, and he looked down at the phone screen.

At the same time, there was no bright information panel appearing above the boy's head like the six people walking in front of him.

This means he is not a superhuman.

But an ordinary person, or...

——Player.

At this moment, the young man also looked up at Ke Xiaomo, and at the same time followed Ke Xiaomo's gaze towards the vending machine and met Fan Quan's gaze.

Fanquan stopped in front of the vending machine, turned his head and looked at the boy's face and his bright and clear eyes.

At the same time, in this short second, he used his mind to click on the communication list icon in the upper right corner of his field of vision, then entered the discussion group and used the "Add Friend" function on the player "Failed Man" in the discussion group...

According to the rules of the system, only two players who meet face to face and make eye contact will be allowed to send a "friend request" to each other.

In other words, if the boy in front of you is a player, when Anti-Dog sends him a friend request, a notification panel will pop up saying "Successfully sent add request";

If not... then only a red panel would pop up in front of his eyes, with the words "You are too far away from the other party, and the friend request failed" written on it.

The next second, a prompt panel with a bright green background popped up in front of Fanquan's eyes.

[Ding, you have successfully sent a friend request to the player with the ID "Failed Man". ]

[Waiting for the other party’s response…]

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