Chapter 263: Chen Qing
The doctor nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and simply made a note in his notebook.
Then, he took out an old-fashioned digital camera and took several front-facing ID photos of Su Zhan's freshly minted face.
"The ID will be ready soon."
Not long after.
The doctor brought the identity documents from the next room.
The photo on it was exactly Su Zhan's current, utterly ordinary face.
The name boldly written on it was—Chen Qing, Place of Birth: Yun City.
Su Zhan examined it carefully;
the craftsmanship was quite exquisite. He carefully put it away.
He put the Blue-Faced Fanged ghost mask back on.
While tidying up his instruments, the doctor said casually, "Don't worry. After I input the new identity information into the official database, I will completely delete all your information from my computer. This is to protect client privacy, and it's the rule of our trade.
Trust my reputation. If you have needs in the future, or if a friend does, you can refer them here."
Su Zhan nodded.
The doctor seemed very satisfied with this transaction. He turned and began to focus on packing up the surgical instruments, his back to Su Zhan.
A cold, sharp light exploded in Su Zhan's eyes.
The five fingers of his right hand instantly transformed into sharp claws, ruthlessly piercing through the doctor's heart from behind.
"Ugh!"
The doctor only had time to let out a short, muffled grunt. His body stiffened, and he looked down in disbelief at the claw tip protruding from his chest.
Then, he slumped forward limply, falling heavily to the ground, blood rapidly spreading out.
The white mask on his face slipped off, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
"You seemed... very trustworthy, and your work seemed to follow the rules, but... what if?"
Su Zhan slowly withdrew his claws, flicking off the blood droplets from their tips, "You've seen my face. Only the dead can keep secrets the best. Sorry."
He had never intended to let the doctor live from the start.
The doctor's corpse underwent a series of changes, revealing the form of an Aberrant, with an energy fluctuation roughly around Medium-risk eighth stage.
Su Zhan sensed it and sneered inwardly, "No wonder he was so confident and had no guard against me... So he thought he had me pegged?"
Perhaps the other party saw he was young and had just undergone surgery, thinking he was weak and just a minor character to be easily handled.
"That's right, I am a minor character, but dealing with you... is more than enough."
Su Zhan walked to the sink next to the operating room, turned on the faucet, and carefully washed the blood from his hands.
The other party said he had backing.
Su Zhan didn't know if it was true or false.
Even if it was true, he wasn't afraid.
He was different from before now.
Before, he was in the open, his enemies in the dark, passive everywhere.
Now he was in the dark, his appearance and identity not exposed. Others probably wouldn't even know who did it.
Afterwards.
Su Zhan entered the small room next door where the IDs were made. Inside was an old computer and some equipment.
He extended his hand, and dense Mist Energy surged out, enveloping the computer.
After the smell of burning.
All the equipment had turned into a pile of scrap metal emitting wisps of smoke.
Ensuring no information remained.
Su Zhan then left the clinic, conveniently taking his money pouch back on the way out.
What use does a dead man have for money?
Su Zhan found Lin Wei waiting at the entrance: "Let's go."
Lin Wei glanced at the quiet clinic behind him, seemed to understand something, but asked nothing. She just nodded and led Su Zhan away from this underground black market.
Back at the pink apartment.
Su Zhan looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror, his eyes cold and resolute.
The old traces had been erased, a new identity obtained, and the only person in the know had become a corpse.
Now, he could truly begin his rebirth under the name "Chen Qing".
"Can the Transcendence Society's test continue these next few days?"
Su Zhan asked, looking at Lin Wei.
Lin Wei lowered her head respectfully: "It can, sir."