Godslayer: God of the Sequence, Starting Guide to Conquering Lin Qiye

Wu Xiangnan returned to the 136th Squad's base and had a conversation with the injured Chen Muyi.

He briefly reported on the mission assigned to him by the God of the Lost City, the Lord of the Lost City, and Yang Gao: to protect someone.

Chen Muye asked, "Who are you protecting?"

“I guess it’s the boy who was with him yesterday,” Wu Xiangnan said, offering his guess.

"I had someone check Yang Gao's information; he's a very clean-cut young man."

"His parents died early, he had no relatives, and he lived alone since junior high school." Wu Xiangnan handed Yang Gao's background information to Chen Muye.

He doesn't fight unprepared battles; he thoroughly investigated Yang Gao's background before going to find him.

“He was the top scorer in the high school entrance exam in the neighboring city. Cangnan No. 1 High School spent a lot of money to recruit him to study here.” Wu Xiangnan gestured for Chen Muyi to turn to the last page.

The last two pieces of information above are that Yang Gao came to Cangnan to study in high school last year and transferred to Cangnan No. 2 Middle School a few days ago, becoming Lin Qiye's classmate.

Chen Muyi agreed with Wu Xiangnan's guess. He put down the documents and looked at the entrance of the firm. "Why hasn't Lao Zhao come back yet?"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Zhao Kongcheng pushed open the door of the office and sat down next to the two captains with some dejection. He silently lit a cigarette.

Seeing Zhao Kongcheng's dejected appearance, Wu Xiangnan said, "Don't tell me you didn't succeed."

Chen Muye frowned and stared at Zhao Kongcheng.

Zhao Kongcheng took a deep drag of his cigarette, then exhaled a smoke ring and said dejectedly, "I couldn't find anyone at all."

He sighed inwardly. For the sake of Lin Qiye's world, he could only tell Wu Xiangnan and Chen Muye a white lie.

The air fell silent. Chen Muye didn't delve into the matter further. He reiterated to Zhao Kongcheng not to be discouraged and to spend more time searching.

Wu Xiangnan could tell that Zhao Kongcheng was lying. He frowned, wanting to say something but then stopped himself.

He knew Zhao Kongcheng all too well; this man's greatest strength and weakness were the same: he was too kind.

"Good luck then. I'm going back to sleep now." Wu Xiangnan patted Zhao Kongcheng on the shoulder, and only Zhao Kongcheng's sigh could be heard in the office.

One smoke ring after another swirled and rose under the electric light.

………………

A few days later, the rain that had changed the course of Lin Qiye's life finally fell.

Yang Gao took leave from school these past few days, and Wu Xiangnan took him to the 136th Squad's base to meet all the members.

The cheerful and outgoing eldest sister Hongying, the slightly lewd but reliable Wen Qimo, the adorable group favorite Si Xiaonan, the quiet and often unreachable Leng Xuan, and the team leader Chen Muye.

In Yang Gao's eyes, they were all good people.

Chen Muye's arrangement for Yang Gao was the same as Lin Qiye's in the original work: a reserve team member, without food and lodging, and with training arranged for him.

These past few days, Yang Gao has been thoroughly tormented by the relentless training sessions conducted by the 136th Squad.

In the original work, Lin Qiye experienced all the training he went through in a 1:1 ratio: he practiced swordsmanship with the captain in the morning, learned to control the forbidden realm with Wen Qimo in the afternoon, and learned firearms from Leng Xuan in the evening.

Therefore, these past few days, Yang Gao has been beaten black and blue in the mornings at the firm, covered in injuries, and then treated by Si Xiaonan.

In the afternoon, he was tormented by Wen Qimo's rubber machine gun array, leaving him covered in injuries, and then continued to be treated by Si Xiaonan.

The firearms were alright that night, and his shooting skills were decent. Although he couldn't hit the bullseye, he could hit the target easily.

Most importantly, Leng Xuan's firearms lesson won't leave him covered in injuries.

slam-la-

The rain soaked Yang Gao's trouser legs. He put away his memories and picked up a replica straight knife that Wu Xiangnan had prepared for him to practice his wrist strength.

He spun faster and faster until he heard the sound of a straight knife slicing through the air.

"Stop looking, it's raining so hard outside, what's there to see?" Hongying came out from behind, trying to pull Yang Gao back to the office.

"Where did Brother Zhao go?" Yang Gao asked deliberately.

"He took the money and I don't know where he went..." Hongying said casually, patting Yang Gao on the shoulder, "It's raining heavily outside, go back to the office."

—As expected, he went to find Lin Qiye.

Yang Gao confirmed that it was today's rain. He looked at Hong Ying, waiting for a phone call.

A red-tasseled woman received a phone call informing her that the Ghost-Faced King had reappeared.

Jingle Bell……

The phone rang, and Hongying was still making ginger tea for Yang Gao.

She handed the ginger tea to Yang Gao, then answered the night watchman's phone, her brow furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Yang Gao asked deliberately.

“You stay put at the firm…” Hongying didn’t explain things clearly to Yang Gao at all.

Ghost Face King is the "mystery" of Chuanjing. Although Yang Gao is the agent of the gods, he is only from Zhanjing.

Before the Ghost King, there was only the option of being brutally murdered.

Moreover, Yang Gao has only been a reserve member of Squad 136 for a few days. Although he has good talent, the time is too short, and his combat skills are just beginning to be learned...

Most importantly, Hongying didn't want anything to happen to him.

Yang Gao watched Hongying leave with a black box in her arms. As he watched her retreating figure, he murmured, "May everything go smoothly..."

He sighed, blew on the steam rising from the ginger tea in his hand, and wanted to take a sip but was afraid of burning himself, so he gave up.

After a while, Yang Gao found a spare pistol that Leng Xuan had specially left for him at the training ground, picked up his replica straight knife, and left the agency.

"Ginger tea...it tastes good even when it's cold, right?"

………………

Night falls.

Zhao Kongcheng had just been told by Wu Xiangnan that he needed to hold out against the Ghost-Faced King for 10 minutes, and was about to open the [No-Rule Void] when he discovered Yang Gao squatting not far away.

Yang Gao felt the rain was really cold, and he actually shivered a few times.

"It's dangerous here, you'd better leave!" Zhao Kongcheng shouted, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

He didn't understand why Yang Gao, a reserve player, had come!

Nobody told him there was a mission here.

"Roar--"

The manhole cover where the Ghost-Faced King was located was smashed open, and the stench and the mysterious pressure of the river realm instantly erupted.

Yang Gao's lips twitched. The pressure from the Ghost-Faced King's power over the Sichuan region was truly terrifying!

"Aren't you leaving yet!" Zhao Kongcheng thought Yang Gao had gone mad. What was he standing there for? Was he going to throw his life away?

"This is not someone you can handle." Zhao Kongcheng's anger surged. Like everyone in the 136th squad, he did not want anything to happen to Yang Gao.

Or rather, he doesn't want anyone to get into trouble in front of him.

Yang Gao had a plan in mind, a plan to keep Zhao Kongcheng alive.

"It's too late." Yang Gao smiled as he drew his replica straight sword, mimicking Zhao Kongcheng's tone, "I want to fight too!"

Zhao Kongcheng was stunned. He actually saw a reflection of his younger self in Yang Gao.

"It's too late! Quickly release the [Boundless Void]! This Ghost King is so ugly, what if it scares ordinary people?" Yang Gao joked as he watched the Ghost King's enormous body completely emerge from the sewer.

Rot and stench were completely intertwined in the rain.

"I'll teach you a lesson when I get back!" Zhao Kongcheng unleashed his Boundless Void Domain and drew his straight sword. "Stand behind me. There's no reason for a senior to hide behind a junior in the Night's Watch."

The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind and rain. Yang Gao stood behind Zhao Kongcheng, and the two of them assumed a fighting stance, waiting for the Ghost-Faced King to make his move.

Yang Gao looked at the Ghost King after it was seriously injured by Chen Muye. To be honest, it was closer to a human form than the Ghost Man.

If you remove... the pale cheeks, the exaggerated tongue, the scarlet eyes.

"Kid, I doubt you'll listen to me anyway," Zhao Kongcheng said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Then try to die after me."

As the pale blue straight sword flashed, the rain did nothing to diminish Zhao Kongcheng's meteor-like figure.

The Ghost-Faced King roared, and its figure rushed out at that moment.

Its body crashed through the rain, its twisted, pale face almost devouring Zhao Kongcheng.

"Brother Zhao, you're so handsome!"

"Brother Zhao, you're awesome!" Yang Gao launched two praises.

Zhao Kongcheng felt that his speed had increased several times. The blade that should have collided with Ghost Face King was now faster than his opponent.

Before the claws could fall, his straight blade had already pierced through the masked man's left abdomen.

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A lot of blood gushed from the wound, splashing onto Zhao Kongcheng's face along with the rain.

Seeing this, Yang Gao thought to himself: I will definitely fight with all my might...

According to his plan, as long as he could stall for 10 minutes, he could wait for Squad 136 to arrive and provide support.

—Only 10 minutes.

Yang Gao took a deep breath.

No sooner said than done, Yang Gao drew his pistol and took a few meters forward, just in time to trap Zhao Kongcheng within the range of his [Mysterious City Domain].

The rain is getting heavier.

—If possible…

—No, it should be, Zhao Kongcheng, you won't die.