Chapter 12 (2/2)

In fact, He Lin began his preparations more than a month ago. He initially did not hope that his injury could be concealed from Tikaman. Instead of passively defending, He Lin might as well take the initiative to seize Tikaman’s weakness to make him not dare give his full strength when William was the breakthrough He Lin chose. If Tikaman wanted to go against him, then he would not mind letting his boat sink into the sea.

As long as Tikaman would not make a move, the rest would not threaten He Lin.

“Lord He.” Seeing He Lin’s dull gray complexion and his heavy gait, Fei Tuo rushed to his side at once.

He Lin waved his hand and said, “Send me out of the city.”

“Out of town?” Puzzlement quickly etched in Fei Tuo’s worried face.

When He Lin got in the car, he pressed on his tiny earpiece. “My mental power is about to collapse. I can’t stay in the city center any longer. Find me a sparsely populated place.”

Fei Tuo’s expression was overwhelmed with shock, yet he did not dare delay further. He revved up the car and sent a message to Zog to prepare him and the medical team.

However, Fei Tuo’s message failed to send out because He Lin’s violent, uncontrolled mental power disturbed the transmission of the signal, and even the maglev car they were riding in was also affected.

It was not just them. As He Lin’s mental power became more and more tempestuous, the nearby vehicles also progressed disorderly.

“Damn it!” He Lin slammed a fist on the seat, his expression turned a little hideous as intervals of sharp pain stabbed his mind.

The spiritual coercion exerted by Tikaman on him still broke through the effect of the pseudo-divine pill, triggering a much worse mental backlash.

An S-level mental power berserk state is sufficient to defeat all mental defenses below A-level within a radius of several kilometers. It would also impact the economy and society, with damages far more extensive to be deemed incalculable.

“Hurry!” He Lin let out a low, suppressed growl.

Fei Tuo was in the epicenter of madness and violence, and to be under tremendous pressure, blood had already flowed out of his four facial orifices. If he had not been an A-level enhancer, all that would be left of him was a dead body. Even if he tried to get past the chaos of vehicles caused by small-scale traffic jams, Fei Tuo could not pass through quickly, even if he wanted to. Coupled with the simultaneous malfunction of the driving system because of the erratic bursts of mental power, it would inevitably lose control even if their car was modified for situations like this.

“One minute. One minute to drive me out of the city!” He Lin said, his voice rasped.

Fei Tuo burst into tears with blood smeared on his face. Not to mention one minute, he could not drive away even in ten minutes—the car was on the verge of falling apart!

He Lin curled his body. The roots of blood vessels protruded on his skin almost to the point of bursting, and his consciousness gradually fell muddled. Two choices emerged in his mind. One was to sever the spiritual vein in his body, which would thoroughly decompose his mental power from the source and disperse his soul. The other was to let go of the shackles and allow this spiritual power to rush out and wantonly destroy it until the power was exhausted. In this way, he would not die, but his spiritual level may be impaired.

With He Lin’s character, it was improbable to pick the second option. Neither was he a person who rashly conceded defeat.

Inchmeal, He Lin opened his strained eyes, revealing a pair of slightly crazy bloodshot eyes. He stretched out his hand and took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, his hand trembling the entire process. The words “Zhenling Pill” were engraved on the porcelain bottle majestically.

This was an elixir An Xian gave as a present to He Lin when she started preparing the specialized medicines. The medicine could immediately calm a berserk mental power in a short period.

Only that He Lin had not had the time to test its efficacy. However, the situation called for urgency this time, and he could not afford to lose mere seconds just for that. He unscrewed the lid, picked up the porcelain bottle, and poured the contents directly into his mouth.

Meanwhile, Tikaman stood at the window in a specific building, his gaze affixed to the commotion on the street in the distance. The other people on the same trade with him did not notice any abnormalities and even muttered regrets that He Lin was not mentally damaged, as stated in the intelligence.

A sneer hung from the corner of his mouth, but he said nothing.

He indeed visited with the desire to take advantage of his illness to kill him, but He Lin was not an easy nut to crack. If he indeed had an accident, the He Family would not let Tikaman off that easily. Tikaman knew he was fastened to William too tightly, and if a mere hair was pulled, the whole body would follow suit. Although he was uncertain how He Lin possessed much control over the situation, with his understanding of He Lin, he would open a card even if he was in absolute uncertainty. Hence, Tikaman did not dare gamble.

He was very conflicted—not only wishing for He Lin to disappear, but he also did not wish for himself to be implicated.

However, his dilemma was useless to think about now. He Lin’s mental power had burst out of control, and whether he could survive relied heavily on luck. Nevertheless, it failed to obstruct him from having a schadenfreude mentally from seeing He Lin causing trouble in his country.

After estimating the time, Tikaman thought that the show was about to be staged.

He waited for a minute, two minutes, four minutes, seven minutes… ‘Huh? What happened?’

This was an S-level power—even if that man was exhausted, it still would be impossible to suppress the overwhelming might of that level. But how come nothing happened? The breeze was still and calm, and the once clogged-up traffic seemed to have recovered?!

‘Could it be that He Lin severed his spiritual vein?’

Tikaman immediately negated his guess because just now, a familiar and powerful mental power surrounded the building, then disappeared quietly like an empty wind.

That mental power belonged to He Lin, and Tikaman could not have been more confident.

And because of this shocking event, it made him feel even more inconceivable. ‘Such a terrifying fierce mental power has calmed down in just a few minutes?! This is an S-level mental power which is comparable to the terrifying existence of an atomic bomb!’

‘What method did he use?’ Not only did the riots calm down, but He Lin did not seem to sustain much damage to his mental power. After all, he even had a leisure time running to him, an S-level powerhouse—to brush his sense of existence.

After wasting a long time expressing his feelings, Tikaman’s mood became sour in an instant.

Back to the research room, Zog and the others wasted no time performing a comprehensive inspection on He Lin. The results stunned them that there was no significant problem apart from some loss of vitality, and even the mental strength remained at the original level of injury.

Learning that He Lin took a drug to pacify the violent state of his power, Zog could not help show his excitement as he asked. “Was it the drug Master Wen Tai helped you prepare?”

“No, I ordered it from an online store.”

“Online store?” Zog thought he had misheard and was stunned, “Is it Yuqing Pavillion or Cuiyu?” ‘Although they were well known, do they really can refine medicine to control an S-level mental berserk?’

“Neither. It’s Huahua World¹.”

Zog looked even more dumbfounded. “Huahua World? I haven’t heard of it before. Where did that beautiful² place open?”

At this moment, Fei Tuo standing beside him was kind enough to explain. “This is a newly opened online store which has a current level of two stars. The owner is a level 3 therapist.”

‘Excuse me? A new store with only two stars? And the owner is merely a level 3 therapist?! He Lin dared to order a drug from such an online store and then resolved a chaotic S-level crisis?’

The point was — Lord He, why did you order medicine in a little-known two-star shop? Not only was it a low-starred drug, but the effect turned out to be pretty good! How could this be let off by the group of six to seventh-level pharmacists and therapists without feeling embarrassed, ah?!

He Lin even had the cheek to tell them that this Zhenling Pill was just a gift…

Footnotes:

[1] huā huā shì jiè (花花世界) — the world of sensual pleasures

[2] fēng yuè (风月) —  “breeze and moon”, a figure of speech for “beautiful scenery”