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First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Chapter 247: Guess Where I Am? · Nov 06, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: After Carpenter Yang Dies, Go Dance on His Grave 2026-11-06
202 Chapter 202: With a Crack, a Living Man Turned into a Folding Screen 2026-11-06
203 Chapter 203: One Lost Her Brother, the Other Bows to No One 2026-11-06
204 Chapter 204: Avoid Her Wrath? With That Level? She’s Not Even Worth It 2026-11-06
205 Chapter 205: Assaulting a 749 Investigator? You Dare Block Me? Come on, Block Again 2026-11-06
206 Chapter 206: Let Me See How You’re Going to Fight Me to the Death 2026-11-06
207 Chapter 207: I Said Last Words, Not Wishes 2026-11-06
208 Chapter 208: Lu Ding Nearly Laughed Himself to Death—You’re Laughing So Loud 2026-11-06
209 Chapter 209: I’m Talking to You—Can’t You Hear Me?! 2026-11-06
210 Chapter 210: This Tooth I Pulled—It’s the Glory of Your Life 2026-11-06
211 Chapter 211: Xitong 749 Is Full of Slackers 2026-11-06
212 Chapter 212: Procedural Issue, Confidentiality Clause, Await Further Notice 2026-11-06
213 Chapter 213: I Don’t Accept This—F*** That, I Ain’t Accepting a Single Bit of It 2026-11-06
214 Chapter 214: Chopping a Few of Your Tentacles Isn’t Too Much, Right? 2026-11-06
215 Chapter 215: The Eye of Direct Sight—Corruption, Depravity, Look at Me 2026-11-06
216 Chapter 216: ”Slaying the Golden Toad and Discovering the Serpent-Toad Pit” 2026-11-06
217 Chapter 217: Divine Palace Becomes White Jade Capital, Dragon Gate Turns into the Southern Heavenly Gate 2026-11-06
218 Chapter 218: Deputy Director Holds the Line, Won’t Let Them Get Bullied 2026-11-06
219 Chapter 219: Lu Ding and Bai Hemen Present Ashes as Birthday Gift to Madam Bai!! 2026-11-06
220 Chapter 220: The Wail of the Weak, the Screams of the Defeated 2026-11-06
221 Chapter 221: Not a Word of Provocation, Yet Every Word Was Provocative 2026-11-06
222 Chapter 222: His Name Is Bai Hemen, Not Bai Baoyu! 2026-11-06
223 Chapter 223: If Plans Can’t Keep Up with Changes, Then Fight!! 2026-11-06
224 Chapter 224: A Useless Waste with Only a Cultivation Realm—You Were Never Worthy to Witness My Methods 2026-11-06
225 Chapter 225: Grandma, the Northwest Is Beautiful—We’re Never Coming Back Again 2026-11-06
226 Chapter 226: You Still Dare to Fake It with Brother Lu Here, ’Zhang Wei’!! 2026-11-06
227 Chapter 227: Huangfu Lingyun Pretends to Faint After Being Blasted Away 2026-11-06
228 Chapter 228: Not Going. Until the Tree Falls, I Won’t Leave! 2026-11-06
229 Chapter 229: Exposing the Mole—You Used ’Plugging Your Ears While Stealing a Bell’ Perfectly 2026-11-06
230 Chapter 230: A Sin Dragon Without a Body—How Dare It Have Dragon Horns! 2026-11-06
231 Chapter 231: The Physical Version of Oneness with Heaven and Man 2026-11-06
232 Chapter 232: Guard-Up Fist Opening, One Finger at Central Plains, Elbow Drop to Shoulder, Inch Force Cracks the Skull 2026-11-06
233 Chapter 233: A Flat Earth Worldview, Centrifugal Force Formed the Ice Wall 2026-11-06
234 Chapter 234: The East and West Poles—Are There Dinosaurs? 2026-11-06
235 Chapter 235: Got Guts? Lock Radar on Me and Fire. Go Smash That Plane. 2026-11-06
236 Chapter 236: If You Won’t Come See Me, Then Don’t Bother Coming to Dragon Wall—Go Straight Back Home 2026-11-06
237 Chapter 237: Great Han’s Too Much—Bullying Us in Our Own Country 2026-11-06
238 Chapter 238: Lick That Spit Off the Ground! 2026-11-06
239 Chapter 239: Hetu’s Prodigy Breaks, Xingbang’s Twin Stars Crumble 2026-11-06
240 Chapter 240: The CG in the Dragon Wall, The Might of the Three Calamities 2026-11-06
241 Chapter 241: Wake Up All the Old Spirits, Lord Lu Taishui’s Assigning Us a Job 2026-11-06
242 Chapter 242: If This Moment Could Be Frozen, They’d Be the Ultimate Winners 2026-11-06
243 Chapter 243: It’s Not Just Lu Ding Who’s Showing Off—Wuzang Shengshe Is Too 2026-11-06
244 Chapter 244: Resume Embellishment? One Stamp of the Seal—This Is 999 Pure Gold 2026-11-06
245 Chapter 245: Lu Ding’s Not in Bao Fan District, Let’s Rob His House 2026-11-06
246 Chapter 246: Shrewd Yet Still Wrong 2026-11-06
247 Chapter 247: Guess Where I Am? 2026-11-06
248 Chapter 248: Like the Demon-Slaying Lord Descended from Heaven, Truly the Human Taishui Deity 2026-11-06
249 Chapter 249: A Heaven-Sent Treasure Worth 1,500 Contribution Points 2026-11-06
250 Chapter 250: Charging Straight to Si Ming, Slay Without Redemption, Forbidden by Nothing 2026-11-06

“But I haven’t offended anyone lately.”

Yan Feifan said this and then left the rest unsaid.

It was hard to phrase.

Because he didn’t mean anything by it, but if he said it, it’d just sound weird.

Lu Ding laughed: “So you’re just collateral damage. Someone’s got beef with me but can’t kill me.”

“They can only come after you. That’s what you get for being my auxiliary investigator.”

Yan Feifan reached to his waist, pulled out a short blade and slapped it on the dash behind the steering wheel.

“This ain’t about me. This is a slap in your face, Lu Ge!”

“Later, I gotta let them know what it means to bully under someone else’s name, to throw weight around with a borrowed tiger’s power. I might not kill him—”“—but I’ll damn well make sure he gets it.”

“Hahahaha.....”

Lu Ding was laughing. He recognized that the blade Yan Feifan pulled out was the same one they used back when they took down Ma Qi from the Tianli Cult—

the same one they used to slash Wen Ruchu.

.....

Inside the abandoned factory in Bao Fan District.

Du Yongchun casually tossed a palm-sized brown box in the air.

With an impatient tone he said, “Why hasn’t Yan Feifan shown up yet? Is Yunhai 749 always this slow?”

“If this were back home, they’d be here in ten minutes, tops.”

Sure, smaller places—easy to get anywhere.

The Zhenla man replied, “How can Yunhai compare to Xingbang? You’re flattering them too much.”

Du Yongchun nodded indifferently: “True, then I’ll let him off for being, uh, late or whatever.”

“‘Fashionably late.’”

“Right, fashionably late. I’ll break an extra leg later to make up for it.”

As those words fell—

his phone lit up. The lookout outside had sent a message.

【They’re here】

Du Yongchun stood up: “Finally!”

He threw the brown box into the air again. Cracks split across the surface.

A sinister aura seeped out, glowing faintly.

Du Yongchun reached toward it.

The box instantly disintegrated and attached itself to his arm, transforming into a fierce arm guard that fused with his flesh.

His whole aura shifted. His left eye was dyed with a bloody hue.

Seeing him about to pounce,

the Zhenla man quickly stopped him: “Wait.”

Then picked up his phone and sent a message.

【How many people came?】

Lookout: 【Two】

The Zhenla man’s heart skipped a beat.

But then again, 749 Investigators usually deployed in pairs. That calmed him down for the moment.

Still, to be safe, he sent another message.

【Send a photo】

Minutes passed. No reply.

The Zhenla man grew uneasy.

Seeing him look so useless,

Du Yongchun’s eyes flashed with mockery: “What’re you scared of? As long as it’s not Lu Ding, it doesn’t matter.”

“Besides, he’s probably still at the training base—or still in Longbi.”

The Zhenla man didn’t respond.

Because it was true.

He was afraid of Lu Ding.

And there was nothing wrong with that.

He wasn’t the only one.

Everyone who underestimated Lu Ding was already rotting in the ground.

Only smart people survived.

But apparently, the Zhenla man had only been smart before.

Bzzz—bzzz—

His phone vibrated with an unread message.

He picked it up.

One glance—

the blood drained from his face in seconds. He froze on the spot.

His strange reaction made Du Yongchun frown: “What, did you see a ghost!?”

He snatched the phone.

On the screen—

a photo and a voice message.

In the photo, Lu Ding was gripping the crushed skull of the lookout Cultivator of Qi with one hand, holding a phone in the other, taking a selfie—

with a smile on his face.

At that moment—

Du Yongchun’s breathing turned ragged.

The Zhenla man had shown him Lu Ding’s photo before.

Who else could it be if not Lu Ding!!!!

“How is he here!!?”

“Why!? Why!? Wasn’t he supposed to be at the training base? Wasn’t he in Hetu? Wasn’t he at Longbi!!?”

“Thousands of kilometers—how the h*ll did he get back!!”

Du Yongchun clutched the phone, screaming hysterically.

Accidentally, his finger hit the voice message.

Lu Ding’s voice played:

“Guess where I am?”

Just an ordinary sentence.

But it sounded like the whisper of a demon.

Bang!!

Du Yongchun flung the phone.

“Not playing anymore! Let’s go, GO!!!!”

The last two words were nearly roared.

But now?

Too late.

BOOM!!!

The concrete wall behind them exploded.

A figure burst through.

One kick!!!

BANG!!!

Du Yongchun was blasted backward, body tumbling violently, until—Squelch!

A rusted steel pipe from an exposed conduit pierced through his gut.

The impact force was absorbed by the wall.

Cracks like a spiderweb spread across the cement.

“Cough cough cough cough.......”

Du Yongchun coughed blood, lowered his head, saw the long, blood-stained steel pipe sticking clean through his belly.

Then looked up.

Saw Lu Ding tearing off the head of a Hetu Cultivator of Qi.

He opened his mouth, voice broken and intermittent: “I... I...”

Thick blood dripped in strings from his lips.

“I am... Hetu’s...”

Slaughter unfolded before his eyes, but Du Yongchun was already emptied out by that one kick from Lu Ding.

His organs, intestines, even bones—who knows how many were shattered—and he’d been impaled by a steel pipe.

If he wasn’t a Cultivator of Qi, he’d be long dead.

He watched as Lu Ding swiftly eliminated the men he brought, weaving like a butterfly through chaos, lives vanishing with each motion, bodies smashed evenly.

The Zhenla man dropped to his knees with a thud.

Bowed and knocked his head on the floor repeatedly: “Lord Lu Taishui, Investigator Lu, I had nothing to do with it, I was just the guide, please spare me, please!”

While he begged,

Yan Feifan drew his short blade, holding a phone, and strolled behind him. He yanked the Zhenla man’s hair, exposing his neck.

He still tried to resist.

But one look from Lu Ding froze him completely.

He didn’t dare move.

Only bowed his head for the blade.

Yan Feifan pressed the knife to his throat.

Slowly drew a line of blood.

Whispered beside his ear: “You insulted Lu Ge’s intelligence.”

Blood sprayed.

Strength drained away. The world faded to grayscale.

From beginning to end, the Zhenla man never fought back.

His eyes never left Lu Ding.

Pleading, confused, dazed.

Why was Lu Ding here? Wasn’t he supposed to be at the training base? In Hetu?

They came to Yunhai in a rush specifically to avoid Lu Ding.

To prevent any chance of delay—

To make absolutely sure Lu Ding wouldn’t catch wind of it.

And yet.

He still came back.

The Zhenla man thought his plan was airtight. But Lu Ding—

Lu Ding hadn’t rested at all.

He was just focused on coming back and making a dramatic entrance.

And he ran right into them.

If it had been anyone else, their quick and ruthless tactics might’ve worked.

Too bad—

they were just unlucky.

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