Achieving Demon Godhood from Unlocking Talents

That night.

The moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by a smattering of stars.

Lu Chao rode in a Superpower Bureau jeep, heading first to the bureau headquarters.

He glanced up at the night sky outside the window.

After spending so much time in the Hive District, it was easy to forget the feeling of day and night.

Only now, back on the surface, did he feel like he could finally catch his breath.

"Captain Yang was treated in time. He’ll live."

"But Captain Gu from Squad One... he didn’t make it..."

Arriving outside the infirmary, he saw the corridor bathed in the light of incandescent lamps, with doctors in white coats bustling back and forth.

Chen Xiao’s voice was low. His injuries weren’t too severe—just a minor arm fracture, which was already wrapped in gauze.

Lu Chao fell silent. On this mission, four of his men had died and six were seriously injured.

Most of them had been attacked and killed while standing guard near the motorcade.

"I know."

Lu Chao sighed inwardly.

Although the Superpower Bureau’s compensation for fallen members was always generous, he still felt a heavy weight on his heart.

He then looked to the side.

Many of the lightly injured members were standing near the infirmary with downcast expressions, listening silently to the sounds of the emergency treatment inside.

Zhao Yuanqing was there too, his face grim as he rushed around helping out.

Due to a shift rotation, he happened to have the day off and had thus escaped the disaster.

"I heard the leaders of the attack near the motorcade were two Superpower Level individuals from the Rebels."

"One was named Black Owl, the other Zhu Yue. Both are ability users."

Chen Xiao added, and Lu Chao nodded.

He had already been briefed on these details.

While they were being ambushed, two Superpower Level Rebels had appeared with a group of armed members. They took advantage of the chaos from the protest waves to launch a surprise attack. That was why so many Superpower Members at the motorcade were tragically killed and unable to provide backup.

However.

"That Du Lie from the City Lord’s Mansion—are you sure he was seriously injured?"

"Yes."

Chen Xiao nodded emphatically, his eyes bloodshot. "One of our brothers said Du Lie was completely suppressed by Black Owl the entire time. He couldn’t get a single move in."

"He only managed to recover when the rescue team arrived. He was taken away by medical personnel immediately after that, and no one has seen him since."

’Is that so.’

Lu Chao narrowed his eyes.

That warlord’s man had arrived too suddenly today.

Furthermore, during the subsequent city-wide search, Ink Green Rattan and her people had vanished, clearly having another hiding place. It was hard not to have suspicions.

He immediately suppressed these extraneous thoughts.

He comforted the other members around him.

Only after confirming that everything was settled did Lu Chao drag his exhausted body back to his apartment building.

....

That night.

On the surface city ring, behind the Jinggang Chamber of Commerce building.

The classical-style pavilion complex was brightly lit. Teams of well-trained security guards patrolled with guns, alert to their surroundings.

Floating cars descended rapidly, and the aura of a Superpower Level individual flashed by for an instant.

News of the ambush in the Hive District had reached all the major powers almost immediately, and many large corporations had quietly raised their security levels.

Such a scene would not normally attract attention.

But.

TAP. TAP. TAP.

Amidst the sound of hurried footsteps, someone walked up to the door of the Tan family’s study.

KNOCK KNOCK!

"Patriarch?"

"Enter."

A placid voice sounded, and the visitor hurried inside.

Inside, the gray-haired Tan Shanzhong was dressed in a brocade robe, standing behind a solid mahogany desk.

Though he was in his sixties or seventies, his complexion was ruddy and he didn’t have a single wrinkle.

Even now, with the world outside in a state of alarm, his expression remained calm as he lifted a calligraphy brush and wrote smoothly on a sheet of rice paper.

Beside him, a woman in a qipao with an exquisite figure was grinding ink for him. The entire study was silent.

Seeing this, the visitor swallowed the words he was about to say.

The silence in the room lasted for several breaths, until Tan Shanzhong painted the final stroke, set down his brush, and looked up.

"Speak."

"It was a failure."

the visitor said. Tan Shanzhong’s movements paused, and he narrowed his eyes.

"What about Ma Biao and his men?"

"Ma Biao is... dead."

The visitor hesitated, and Tan Shanzhong’s expression gradually turned cold.

Then he asked for the details.

"It seems that kid with the surname Lu killed him, together with Yao Jin."

"One of the Rebels died too, seems to be Li Gusha. It’s still unclear how he died."

’That kid with the surname Lu?’

Tan Shanzhong narrowed his eyes.

"That useless piece of trash, Ma Biao..."

’I had expected him to solve a problem for the Tan family, but he turned out to be more of a hindrance than a help.’

"What about Ink Green Rattan?"

"We’ve already arranged for her to be hidden," the visitor quickly reported.

Tan Shanzhong’s expression softened slightly. He then walked slowly to the window and looked out at the night.

He seemed to be gazing out over the city, toward the City Lord’s Mansion.

’Today’s matter was a failure. Who knows how long it will be before another opportunity arises.’

And now.

"Notify Du Lie."

"Tell him to keep a low profile for a while."

....

CLICK!

The door closed.

Lu Chao walked into the shower and took off his clothes.

Warm water sprayed from the showerhead, running down his scalp and neck.

The fatigue in his body seemed to wash away with it. Billowing steam rose above his head, gradually drifting out through the ventilation window.

"HUUUH!!"

Finally able to let down his burden, Lu Chao let out a long breath.

Reviewing the day’s events, it had been nothing short of perilous.

A total of seven Superpower Level individuals had participated in the ambush, attacking from both inside and out.

If Leader Wu hadn’t shouldered the greatest pressure and held off Legos, the entire situation might have been reversed.

Even so.

Stinging pains radiated from both of his arms. It was the strain from using Quadruple Overlapping Force, which had torn some of his muscles. They were now gradually healing under the effects of [Tough Body].