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Chapter 229 Burning

Jiang Xingni: ...

Jiang Xingni: ?

No.

What is that?

Jiang Xingni's eyes widened.

All I could see were layers upon layers of fleshy waves before my eyes.

She couldn't make out what material it was made of; all she could see was a dark, rotten mass of flesh that seemed to have grown into the wall as if it were symbiotic with it.

The layers of fleshy waves spreading from the wall slowly moved towards Jiang Xingni and the people around him.

Black flesh grew onto the floor.

Black flesh grew up to the ceiling.

Jiang Xingni had only one thought in her mind—after this monster was dealt with, would her house still be habitable?

If her and her parents' home is destroyed because of her...

There's nothing we can do about it.

After all, the belongings of the dead are definitely more important than the possessions of the living.

If preserving the house would result in injuries to Shan Qing and his group, then Jiang Xingni would be more concerned about the safety of the people in front of him.

It has nothing to do with whether she cares about or loves her parents.

They can't see what's happening in the mountains.

So it can't be an illusion.

If it were an illusion, what they could see at this moment should be exactly reversed.

Jiang Xingni saw an intact room, while Shan Qing and the others could only see layers upon layers of writhing black flesh.

Considering the special abilities Jiang Xingni is currently displaying, she cannot even directly offer a warning.

Her current superpower is the ability to replicate monsters, not the ability to see through the truth.

In the short time it took for his thoughts to circulate in his mind, the wave of flesh had already rolled out from the wall and spread rapidly, soon reaching Jiang Xingni's feet.

Jiang Xingni instinctively jumped up, while simultaneously issuing a stern warning.

"Jump up, don't stay on the ground any longer."

But it was too late.

The strange creature seemed to be able to hear Jiang Xingni's voice.

The eerie creature, which had been moving swiftly but quietly, making only rustling sounds, suddenly sprang into action.

With lightning speed, it pounced directly towards the group of people.

They finally saw where the rustling sound was coming from.

But there was no time to react.

At the same time, a piece of rotten flesh attacked Jiang Xingni, who had already jumped up.

Jiang Xingni's subconscious reaction was to use his special ability.

Whether it's the method used in Boryeong City before—transforming superpowers into physical form—or directly deploying superpowers to see through their weaknesses, both methods can handle the current situation.

But then she realized that she was no longer "Jiang Xingni," but the man in black.

If one's own ability is not rare, it can be replicated, but the Eye of Truth, no matter where you are—even in the whole world, only Jiang Xingni possesses this ability.

She has always been unique.

Jiang Xingni was unwilling to take any risk that might expose his identity.

In those few seconds of hesitation...

The rotten flesh had already tightly wrapped around Jiang Xingni's calf.

A disgusting, sticky sensation came from his calves. Even through a layer of clothing, Jiang Xingni could clearly feel the thing wriggling on his calves.

After a brief feeling of nausea, pain followed.

Sharp pain.

It felt as if the skin on my calves was slowly melting.

Along with the pain came a force that pulled her down.

Jiang Xingni gripped the dagger in one hand and plunged it deep into the wall—or rather, into the writhing tentacles on the wall.

After a brief moment of pain, the fleshy wave naturally coiled towards Jiang Xingni's dagger. Even the specially crafted dagger from the Forty-Nine Bureaus couldn't resist the corrosive force of the fleshy wave, and the strength that kept Jiang Xingni from slipping away gradually weakened—

Then the tentacles wrapped around Jiang Xingni's legs were frozen.

A chill ran down my legs.

It's not broth.

Jiang Xingni recalled the strange thing he had just encountered, and the destructive power of the mountain soup that had frozen him to the bone from the inside out. He tried to analyze and replicate it using his special ability.

Successful.

The ice surface froze into a thin layer on the fleshy waves.

Jiang Xing glanced at the dagger, watching as the dagger she had stolen from Bureau 49 had turned into scrap metal. She sighed softly, then landed on the ice beneath her feet without hesitation.

She didn't use too many of her special abilities. The ice surface had to support Jiang Xingni's weight on one side and withstand the attacks of the tentacles on the other, so it couldn't be maintained for too long.

Jiang Xingni took advantage of the brief moment to glance to the side.

Of the five people in the 49th Bureau, only Shan Tang was closest to Jiang Xingni.

Like Jiang Xingni, he used his special ability to create a temporary safe zone for himself.

Now, amidst the finally revealed, surging waves of flesh, they searched for traces of their teammates.

"Don't you know how to use your own power?" Jiang Xing frowned. "Can you freeze them all directly?"

Shantang shook his head.

He put it succinctly: "The monsters are connected to the entire house—I don't know if they're connected to the building, and my powers aren't strong enough to freeze them all."

Unless Jiang Xingni goes all out like she did in Baoning City, she doesn't have any good ability to control the wave of flesh in front of her.

"Yamasumi." Yamato quickly spotted Yamasumi, who was struggling helplessly with a gun in his hand.

Yamasumi suddenly poked his head out and took a deep breath.

Then he saw that Shantang's hand was already outstretched in front of him.

Without hesitation, Yamasumi grabbed his teammate's hand and was pulled onto the floating ice.

Meanwhile, amidst the churning waves of flesh, Jiang Xingnian suddenly spotted a few sparks of fire.

The rotting flesh, touched by the firelight, gradually emitted a smoky aroma, and then fell silent.

—But at the same time, the flesh waves that were not harmed by the flames churned even more violently.

"It's afraid of fire." Shan Zhi clung tightly to the edge of the ice where Jiang Xingni was standing, speaking very quickly.

As it spoke, it even casually severed a tentacle of rotten flesh that was reaching near the ice.

Shan Qing's voice came through the waves of flesh: "Shan Lan can burn the whole house down—you all get out of here right now!!"

"But I'm not sure... damn it... whether Shanlan's abilities are enough!"

Jiang Xingni understood her unspoken meaning.

—That means I need her help.

The only option is to burn it.

Jiang Xingni picked up Shan Zhi without hesitation and then exchanged a glance with Shan Tang.

Two superhumans each grabbed an ordinary person and jumped out of the wide-open window.

As the wind whistled past Jiang Xingni's ears, a sudden wave of heat rose up behind him.

She opened her arms, and the Eye of Truth began to operate, analyzing and replicating the supernatural ability...

Then she turned around.

The view before my eyes changed from the ground to the sky.

Flames shot upwards from Jiang Xingni's house, casting a red glow over the entire sky.

Even from several floors above, Jiang Xingni could still feel the heat when he landed on the ground.

The arsonist himself—Shanlan—was finally expelled by the waves of flesh that were almost cooked by the flames.

Deeper still, Jiang Xingni could vaguely see Shan Qing's figure.

But it's too deep.

The mountain was entangled in a mass of rotting flesh.

The flames caught fire on something, and with a loud bang, it exploded.

The raging flames engulfed the mountain.