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Chapter 104: This Young Master Doesn't Believe in Fate

After three nights of patrolling, Cheng Han rested for a day and then switched to daytime patrol. He began to fulfill the duties of a patrol leader, serving as the team leader of a patrol squad, leading six team members and three spirit beasts to patrol the area.

The reason for having one extra person than usual is because there are two rookies in the team.

By the way, Cheng Han heard a piece of gossip. Several cautious patrol officers privately approached Liu Yidao, hoping to follow the "fortune teller" new patrol leader.

Liu Yidao didn't mince his words and scolded them, saying, "Cheng Han dares to charge ahead when he finds a suspicious tree. You guys are afraid of falling to death even when walking on the road. Get out of here quickly."

This truly left Cheng Han speechless.

Is it necessary?

During this period of participating in patrols, he gained a deep understanding of the internal ecology of the outpost.

In short:

The pond is small.

There are many turtles.

The demonic winds are particularly strong.

At this moment, Cheng Han stared at a patrol officer and asked expressionlessly, "Shajinshan, what did you do at the 'Huaci Scrap Recycling Station' just now?"

From what he knew, this person was quite young, not yet twenty-three years old. Although he had only been in the patrol department for three years, he had picked up quite a few bad habits.

Shajinshan stuttered, "I didn't do anything. I just wandered around the garbage station to check if there were any abnormal situations."

This guy even had a disgusted look on his face, saying, "The garbage station is too smelly. I came out quickly."

Cheng Han's gaze sharpened, "What else?"

Shajinshan forced himself to remain calm, "Nothing else!"

Cheng Han's tone was quite impolite, "Take out the silver coins in your pocket!"

How much money can a scrap worker earn in a year? This guy actually took advantage of his identity as a patrol officer to extort money. His behavior was truly unsightly.

The gazes of the other patrol officers all changed.

Everyone was in the same circle, so naturally they understood the implied meaning behind this statement.

Shajinshan panicked, "This is my own money."

Cheng Han couldn't be bothered to say more and turned his gaze to one of the spirit beasts, ordering, "Dazhuang, sniff the silver coins and then go smell the workers at the scrap station."

If the silver coins have the scent of the worker, it would prove that this guy is lying.

"Woof!"

The spirit beast barked.

The dogs under the patrol department strictly adhere to the rules and regulations. They will listen to whoever has a higher position.

Shajinshan knew things were not looking good and tried to plead, "Patrol leader, I..."

Cheng Han interrupted him straightforwardly, "Return the money! Go back to the outpost!"

The saying goes, "A new official burns three fires." This is the first fire.

He may not have control over the other patrol squads, but he must establish rules and regulations among his own subordinates.

Shajinshan's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to disobey and could only leave obediently.

The other three official patrol officers had extremely subtle expressions.

This newly appointed patrol leader, who has only been in office for two days, is cunning, decisive, and has a sharp eye. He effortlessly establishes his authority.

His handling of matters is just right. Normally, for such incidents, at the very least, there would be suspension and fines. But during curfew, the outpost usually gives lenient punishments. This is an unwritten rule.

If it weren't for his experience, he wouldn't have known this.

Is this really a fourteen-year-old middle school student?

The two rookie temporary workers suddenly feel enlightened.

So this is how the patrol leader operates!

*

In the afternoon.

Cheng Han is leading a team wandering around a residential area when suddenly he hears the footsteps of a feathered beast.

He turns his head and sees Liu Yidao riding a feathered beast, galloping towards them.

Without needing to deduce, he can already tell that something big has happened.

Sure enough.

Before the feathered beast even stops, Liu Yidao urgently shouts, "Cheng Han, there has been a 'strange sound' incident in the jurisdiction of the Eighth Outpost, and there has already been a death."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitches.

The matter at the Eighth Outpost should be handled by the General Office. Why is our Sixth Outpost eagerly getting involved? What kind of matter is this?

Is the credit really that enticing?

If it were someone else, Liu Yidao would definitely give the order without hesitation.

But Cheng Han is the "golden opportunity" that he has worked so hard to bring back. He explains in a friendly tone, "A squad of Black Armor Army has arrived at the scene, but in the rush, it is difficult to determine the source of the strange sound. Your intuition is very keen, so I recommended you to the General Office."

Cheng Han is helpless.

It's not difficult to guess the intentions of the General Office. In plain terms, they don't want to follow the Black Armor Army in everything and hope to gain more credit to speak more assertively in the future.

These people, all they care about is credit!

Liu Yidao shouts again, "Vice Director Yu Xianglong of the General Office promised that as long as you successfully find the source, you will be rewarded with a major achievement!"

And a major achievement means a reward.

It can be heard that the title of "Sergeant Extra Money" seems to have already spread to the General Office.

Liu, the outpost leader, pats the back of the saddle, "Get on quickly..."

Before he finishes speaking, he abruptly stops.

He clearly sees Cheng Han lightly touch the ground, and with a ghostly figure, he swiftly crosses a distance of ten meters, and in mid-air, he turns around and sits on the saddle.

With this final move, the saddle doesn't even vibrate a bit.

Liu, the outpost leader, opens his mouth and only says one word, "Impressive!"

Compared to the previous period, this move, which is devoid of any fireworks, undoubtedly shows a significant improvement in skill. Such astonishing progress is truly breathtaking.

Cheng Han urges, "Hurry up and catch up."

Liu, the outpost leader, doesn't waste words either. He lightly taps the feathered beast with his heel and shouts, "Go!"

"Roar!"

The feathered beast lets out a cry and disappears into the distance.

*

Ten minutes later.

Cheng Han arrived at the factory where the strange sounds were heard.

The so-called "strange sounds" were a very peculiar kind of strangeness. Those who were affected would hear strange murmurs and would constantly repeat them.

And those who heard the repeated words also had a certain chance of being affected.

Liu Yidao introduced, "The affected individuals keep saying 'I'm so cold,' and their body temperature rapidly decreases. So far, six people have frozen to death and twenty-one people have suffered varying degrees of frostbite.

"The factory has urgently cleared out a workshop to use as an isolation area and set up more than thirty heaters to gather the people who hear the strange sounds. This has helped alleviate the situation."

Cheng Han walked to the entrance of the isolation area and glanced inside.

To be honest, the scene was quite eerie.

A large number of heaters were gathered together, and the indoor temperature had already exceeded 35 degrees Celsius, but the affected individuals were still trembling and constantly repeating "I'm so cold."

A slightly chubby middle-aged man, dressed in the uniform of the inspection bureau, suddenly approached with a smile and said, "I'm honored to meet the young talent of our bureau!"

The word "honored" carried a hint of joking.

Liu Yidao immediately introduced, "This is the deputy director, Yu Xianglong."

The two sides exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

Yu Xianglong pointed to a distance and said, "Those Black Armor soldiers have been busy with the 'Strange Finger Woodman' for a while now, but they still haven't found the source."

Cheng Han heard the sound and looked over, only to see two soldiers carrying a square stone platform with a green wooden figure standing on it, constantly turning and making a creaking sound.

Another soldier observed the wooden figure with a deep sense of puzzlement mixed with a hint of anxiety.

Liu Yidao interjected, "If the Strange Finger Woodman detects the source, it will stop rotating and the wooden hand will point in the direction of the specific strangeness."

Cheng Han looked closely for a few seconds and shook his head slightly, "These soldiers have too little experience."

Liu Yidao and Yu Xianglong exchanged a glance, both wearing a strange expression.

None of these soldiers were rookies. Each one had more than five years of experience, otherwise they wouldn't have qualified to be on duty during the winter curfew.

And you haven't had the power of the Source Sense for long, so is it appropriate to say that they have "too little experience"?

Cheng Han deliberately pondered for a moment and said in a speculative tone, "On my way here, I learned some information.

"This factory mainly produces 'Mushroom Sauce,' and there must be food residue in the sewer.

"It can be imagined that there is definitely no shortage of gray-toed mice underground.

"Based on this, I have an idea that the target possessed by the strange sounds may not be a single individual."

He raised his voice, "The most likely scenario is a group of gray-toed mice!"

Yu Xianglong was taken aback for a moment and showed a pensive expression, "That's not impossible!"

Liu Yidao was also excited, "Although it is extremely rare for the strange sounds to attach to multiple creatures at the same time, there have been such cases in the past."

Cheng Han spoke faster and faster, "Because there are too many targets, the Strange Finger Woodman naturally has difficulty determining, and coupled with the gray-toed mice constantly scurrying underground, it makes the task even more difficult, which is why the wooden figure keeps rotating."

He had dealt with gray-toed mice many times before when he "played" the mysterious person, and recently he had frequently used them for experiments, so he was very familiar with the habits of these little creatures.

Of course, the most crucial evidence was the deduction of the All-Knowing Eye.

Compared to the ordinary Black Armor soldiers, how much do they really know about the gray-toed mice in the sewers? Naturally, they appear to have "too little experience."

Yu Xianglong was completely convinced and asked excitedly, "Cheng Han, what do you think we should do?"

Cheng Han calmly uttered a single word, "Cats!"

Although the gray-toed mice had become strange, they still carried a fear of their natural enemies in their minds. A group of cats working together could easily drive them out.

"Clap!"

Yu Xianglong heavily patted Cheng Han's shoulder and praised him endlessly, "Truly deserving of being a young hero!"

When they first met, the deputy director mentioned the term "young talent," which was more of a polite gesture.

But now, when he said "young hero," he truly meant it.

Half an hour later.

More than a hundred large cat groups were "mobilized" to this factory, and a grand rat extermination operation immediately began.

Cheng Han made a rough calculation and walked briskly to a corner of the factory.

Liu Yidao noticed his movement and quickly asked, "Cheng Han, where are you going?"

Cheng Han turned his head and glanced at him without saying a word.

Liu Yidao pondered for a moment and suddenly realized, "I understand."

Without hesitation, he followed along.

Cheng Han was puzzled.

What do you understand?

Ten minutes later.

A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire factory.

"Ah~"

Within a radius of three hundred meters, everyone who heard the sound instantly murmured in their minds, "It's so cold~"

Then.

"Boom!"

Only a loud explosion was heard.

The scream stopped.

The murmuring immediately subsided by more than half.

Cheng Han stood a little further away and was not greatly affected.

He quietly activated the power of True Flame, and the murmuring instantly calmed down.

Standing next to him, Liu Yidao's hair quickly frosted over, but he had a look of relief on his face, "Fortunately, I was watching Cheng Han's movements and followed him. Otherwise, I would have been frozen."

At the moment of killing the eerie sound, a powerful force will be released, causing considerable damage to the surrounding lives.

Yu Xianglong smirked, "Fortunately, I was watching you two."

The deputy director approached and asked in a low voice, "Cheng Han, can you help me see if I will encounter any disasters recently?"

Cheng Han was extremely speechless.

How many times have I said it, I can't predict fortunes!

*

Not long after.

Cheng Han saw several gray-toed rat corpses with bodies several times larger than ordinary rats, completely turned white, and their fur resembled ice crystals.

It was the "shell" of the eerie sound.

Also, it was a spoils of war!

The transmission and control principles of the eerie sound seemed to have a significant reference effect on the Dark Spirit Secret Puppets.

Cheng Han looked at them and decisively muttered, "Calculation!"

When I was writing the plot for Wanteng Jiao earlier, I thought of two storylines.

Since everyone doesn't want her to die, then I'll choose the other storyline.

Another.

Thanks to the reader 'Shield Excitement' for the reward.

(End of this chapter)