Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

I remember when I first met the Great Demon, the Great Demon warned me not to casually reveal my name in Cihang City, otherwise I would run into someone who kills people based on their names, and that would be terrible.

Chen Feng kept this matter in mind.

So when Old Wolf reported the names of the six masters to him, he keenly noticed that the magical girl, the samurai, and even Mu Hao were all using the nickname of the evil cultivator.

There's a problem.

"Besides those six people, there is another hidden master in Cihang City who kills people using their names."

In order to find this hidden master.

Chen Feng specifically asked Lao Lang to collect intelligence on those experts who acted under their real names, and Wu Changshan's team was just one of them.

"After several different targets, I finally caught you."

Chen Feng looked at the brown-haired student, his gaze gradually turning cold.

Before coming, Chen Feng prepared two plans.

If this guy is a good person, then do what a samurai would do: offer him a small favor, and then inform him of the name of the savior, Robert Astrea.

If they were beasts, like they are now, they would kill and steal the treasure, taking the notebook away.

Chen Feng did not act immediately.

Although a sweep of divine sense revealed that the brown-haired student looked just like an ordinary person.

According to stereotypes, someone who kills with a Death Note shouldn't be very strong.

But this is Cihang City, and people who aren't wearing plaques can't even sit at the table.

Therefore, Chen Feng decided to observe and confirm the opponent's combat strength and weaknesses before making a move: "Even a lion needs to go all out to hunt a rabbit; this is the caution of the older generation of Cihang."

After taking down Captain Wu and his men.

The brown-haired student took a coin from his pocket and flicked it from his fingertips.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

The coin spun on the ground before landing to the right front of the brown-haired student.

Then, Chen Feng saw the brown-haired student leave the mental hospital and move to the right front.

Along the way, whether by coincidence or not, the brown-haired student didn't encounter a single monster.

"With such a high monster density in Cihang City and the red mist obscuring his vision, how come he avoided all the monsters? Does he possess some kind of precognitive ability?"

Chen Feng was still gathering intelligence.

After walking to the right for a while, the brown-haired student found a survivor base.

There was food and weapons scattered all over the place, as well as man-made defensive walls, but no one was there.

The brown-haired student looked around, clearly wondering what had happened that made the survivors run away without even having time to grab their weapons.

Chen Feng scanned the area with his divine sense and sensed a familiar power: demonic energy.

He instantly understood what was going on: "In the last cycle of reincarnation, the savior visited this place. Although those who were killed could be resurrected by reloading save files, the demonic energy would also follow along the timeline, corroding their bodies and causing them to evaporate from the face of the earth."

A ding sound.

The brown-haired student tossed the coin a second time.

Still to the right front.

After a long journey, the brown-haired student discovered a survivor base centered around a villa.

The original owner of the villa was a survivalist enthusiast who liked to stock up on supplies such as canned food and water purification tablets in preparation for the apocalypse. He even dug a basement and built an underground base in his house.

Logically speaking, he should be considered a talented individual.

Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. After inhaling the red mist, the villa owner was infected and turned into a flesh monster, and the resources and the house ended up in the hands of others.

dong dong dong.

They saw the brown-haired boy knocking on the door as if no one else was there.

The survivors inside observed through the peephole:

"Someone's coming."

"It looks like a student, facing the gate. Let's see if you've been contaminated by the red mist."

Seeing that the brown-haired student showed no signs of distress, the door opened, and the survivor, armed with a gun, waved friendly and said, "Are you hungry? Come in and have something to eat."

Next, it was the usual name-asking segment.

"Thank you so much for taking me in. May I ask how I should address you?"

"Thanks to your canned food, I didn't starve to death. May I ask your name?"

It's truly impossible to guard against.

Chen Feng sighed inwardly. Unless it was a kind savior or someone with his seniority, how could anyone else have imagined that the moment their name was uttered would be the moment of their death?

Just then, a man with multiple long, striped scars on his body, as if he had been scratched by a wild animal, grabbed the brown-haired student's hand: "Tsk, kid, the first thing you did when you came in was ask everyone's names. Are you some kind of humanoid monster who kills people based on names?"

Anyone who has studied psychology knows that when people lie, they often squint, avoid eye contact, and make unnatural small movements such as touching their nose.

But the brown-haired student wasn't nervous at all, and asked calmly, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

The scarred man said coldly, "I said you have a problem. Are you deaf?"

"Are you sick in the head?!"

I saw the brown-haired student being harassed.

The survivor next to him quickly came to the rescue: "Young man, don't take it to heart. He used to be the leader of a team. His brothers were all killed by monsters a while ago, and he fled all the way here, so he's a bit paranoid."

"Yeah, yeah, just let this young man go."

With his companion's encouragement, the scarred man's expression gradually softened, and he let go of the brown-haired student's hand.

then.

Just when everyone thought everything was fine.

The scarred man suddenly drew his gun and fired a bullet into the brown-haired student's arm.

boom!

The bullet was fired, but it missed the brown-haired student.

"What are you doing?"

"Are you crazy?"

An argument broke out.

It seemed like the scarred man suddenly made a move, but the brown-haired student was lucky and missed.

But in reality, Chen Feng, an observer, saw it clearly: the scarred man's marksmanship was no less accurate than that of Captain Wu, the exorcist.

Unfortunately, the brown-haired student dodged the bullet the instant it was fired, moving faster than the bullet itself.

"As expected, this kid is not as simple as he seems."

Chen Feng thought the scarred man was about to be pinned down by the crowd.

Unexpectedly, the survivors who were trying to persuade him suddenly drew their guns and fired at the brown-haired student.

This time, the brown-haired student did not hide.

The bullets struck him in a dense hail of bullets, but instead of drawing blood, they bounced back with a metallic clang.

"Is it a robot?"

"Or did he have a prosthetic body installed?"

"And how did everyone suddenly become so smart?"

Chen Feng scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered the problem: the bullet fired by the scarred man had supernatural power attached to it.

The scarred man said, "I am a superhuman who has awakened superpowers. My bullets can track their targets, yet you can dodge them. And you still say you're not a monster?"

"So that's how it is."

The brown-haired student smirked: "But I still don't understand how I gave myself away."

The scarred man explained, "It's been so many days, and we still haven't found a regular team. That doesn't make sense."

"It's unreasonable for someone to be walking alone on the street, without weapons, food, or injuries."

"Finally, and most importantly, your eyes. I've seen eyes like yours before, with no respect for life, like a beast in human skin."

This guy is so cautious, it's like he's lost something.

Chen Feng sighed inwardly.

At that moment, the sound of gunfire also rang out in the courtyard.

Ignoring the incoming bullets, the brown-haired student tossed a coin, caught it in mid-air, and said to himself, "Let me see your luck. Heads. Looks like you're not so lucky."

As he spoke, the brown-haired student raised his right hand, straightened his index finger and thumb, and bent the rest of his fingers, making a gun gesture towards the scarred man.

Using fingers to represent guns is a common pretend game played by children.

But the scarred man felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy, sensing danger.

So he rolled away and dodged to the side.

If it were a normal attack, I could definitely dodge it.

Unfortunately, it ended with a bang.

Suddenly, the brown-haired student's fingers transformed into cylindrical gun barrels, firing a compressed air cannon that instantly reduced the scarred man in front of him, along with the villa and several buildings behind it, to ashes.

"Conservatively high-rise building level."

Chen Feng revealed an expression that said, "I knew it: I knew that if the only cheat was killing with the notebook, then we'd be doomed if we encountered nameless monsters."

The survivors were terrified.

"monster!"

"Run!"

To the brown-haired student, the survivors' screams sounded as melodious as the cries of stray dogs on the roadside.

He laughed and said, "That feels great! Killing people like this is so satisfying."

As the brown-haired student spoke, he pointed at others and proceeded to kill the remaining survivors one by one.

At this moment, Chen Feng, who had already unleashed the Shark Sword and was secretly gathering power in the air, sighed: Mu Hao killed people to refine pills just to improve his cultivation. This guy is a complete beast.

"If you do the math, then there are exactly four good guys and four bad guys out of the six top experts, including myself and my student. It's pretty even."

Soon, only one survivor remained in the villa.

With a thud.

The man knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, repeatedly begging for mercy:

"don't want!"

"Please, please let me go!"

A light rain suddenly began to fall from the sky, as if even the heavens were weeping.

Looking at the guy crying his eyes out, the brown-haired student took out a coin: "Then I'll give you a chance."

A ding sound.

The coin fell to the ground.

The survivor exclaimed with elation, "It's the reverse side! The reverse side!"

"I know, I know," the brown-haired student said impatiently. "You're lucky, I won't kill you."

But just as the survivors were escaping...

The brown-haired student grinned cruelly again, pointing a finger at the survivor's back: "Just kidding."

But in that instant, a giant sword suddenly fell from the red mist-filled sky, blasting the brown-haired student to smithereens, turning him into a pile of silver-white metal fragments.

"It's not a cyborg with a prosthetic body, it's a robot, which means the control effect will never be triggered, so my ultimate move is useless."

"Fortunately, it couldn't withstand a standard street-rage attack."

"It is estimated that the strength of the machine is between the weakest building and the weakest street."

Chen Feng was about to step forward and take the murder note when the silver-white metal fragments on the ground began to wriggle and then quickly condensed into a human shape.

"what?"

"And the Terminator's liquid metal and memory metal abilities?"

Upon seeing that even robots in Cihang City could be resurrected, Chen Feng couldn't hold back any longer.

At this moment, a human face slowly emerged from the head of the silver-white metal object; it was the brown-haired student.

He looked up at Chen Feng and said, "Who is it? State your name!"

"I am Robert Astrea, and I do not change my name or surname!" Chen Feng had no habit of giving his enemy a chance to breathe. While speaking, he had already drawn his Mantis Sword, ready to unleash the Sunset Myriad Swords Technique.

But just then...

The brown-haired student's words sent a chill down Chen Feng's spine: "Hmm? The biotechnology on these two swords looks familiar. Are you a friend of Mr. Weirdos?"

"This design concept is great, I'll give it a try!"

"Mechanical generation!"

A buzzing sound began.

The brown-haired student used some unknown means to fuse and recreate a portion of the metal fragments, creating a lightsaber that deflected the shark sword on his body with a single strike!

What the hell?

Chen Feng was dumbfounded: "In less than a second, he deduced the original blueprints for the lightsaber from Mr. Weirdos's finished product, and then handcrafted a lightsaber?"

This is too dangerous; this child must not be allowed to live!

Chen Feng chanted the incantation and decisively unleashed countless sword lights: "Sunset Myriad Swords Technique!"

Just as the brown-haired student was about to be hit, his analysis of Chen Feng was complete: "Oh, you have something good on you... Mechanical Generation!"

For an instant.

The brown-haired student disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, countless wounds suddenly appeared on Chen Feng's body.

"My spell shield broke instantly, I've been attacked!"

"This speed is more than ten times faster than before."

"It's S.A.S.A.!"

"This guy copied and upgraded my Sinwidman, then slashed me countless times with a true damage lightsaber!"

The cycle of karma is real.

Chen Feng used to use S.A.R. Stein to bully others and make them unable to move, but now it's his turn.

Although Chen Feng is not a body cultivator, he still has the physique of a second-level Foundation Establishment cultivator. With the added benefit of the red buff that restores his health, it won't be so easy for enemies to kill him with a lightsaber.

In an attempt to extract information, Chen Feng asked, "You said you're a friend of Mr. Eccentric?"

The brown-haired student said, "Now you want to get close to me? Weirdos and I used to be colleagues in PEACD. Later, I found out that the organization was controlled by monsters, so I faked my death and escaped."

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Feng shouted. "You haven't even graduated from school yet, have you? That weirdo is old enough to be your father!"

"So he's ranked No. 2 in the organization, while a genius like me who skipped grades all the way up is No. 1." Seeing that he couldn't kill Chen Feng in one go, the brown-haired student reached into his pocket. "Robert Astrea, right?"

I touched it for a long time.

The brown-haired student, however, found nothing: "My notebook, when was it stolen?"

Of course, it's when it's raining.

After pretending to be Tang for a while, Chen Feng's lips curled up in a smile.

As early as when the brown-haired student committed the murder, Chen Feng discovered that the student had not dealt with the victim's soul, which was very unusual in Cihang City, where the principle of eradicating evil roots was strictly enforced.

Therefore, Chen Feng boldly speculated that the brown-haired student's mechanical eyes could not see the vengeful spirits.

So before the fight started, Chen Feng summoned the water ghost and used invisibility to steal the opponent's notebook.

Do you think it will rain out of nowhere?

"Old Shui, well done."

Chen Feng scoffed, "You call yourself a genius? Bah! This diary is a complete waste in your hands."

"If I were a robot like you, the first thing I would do is go to the police station and download the files of all the residents of Cihang City."

"Will we still need to ask for names one by one? We can just do a face check, open an account, and then write down the name, and that's it."

Do you even understand the value of the Death Note?

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he prepared to leave using the teleportation function of Happiness Internet Cafe: "Wait, now that I have the notes, once I go to Mr. Weirdos to ask for your name, or go to PEACD to dig up your file, you're dead."

Unexpectedly, the brown-haired boy was completely unfazed, displaying his silver-white mechanical body and saying, "No need to strip me, I can tell you right now that my name is Shi Yue."

"Using the technology unearthed from ancient ruins, I have completely transformed myself into a biological weapon. The notebook, which can only target living people, cannot kill me."

Upon hearing this...

Chen Feng, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped: "You just mentioned weapons, right?"

Ding!

[Equipment Enhancement System: "Boss, why are you wasting your breath talking to him? Let me handle this!"]