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Ye Feng gasped for air, holding onto his chest for a while, before recovering his senses.

"Ol'eighth is actually so powerful!"

The corners of his mouth curled into a bitter smile.

In the past, when he led his brothers in a group to exterminate the Adepts, he didn't think much of it. Sometimes, because of the fact that Old Eighth's combat prowess was the weakest, it was inconvenient for him to do so.

Now that he had reincarnated as a human and stood from an ordinary person's point of view, it was only then that he discovered that the weakest of the ten brothers, the eighth brother, was actually as important as a mountain for people to look up to!

Wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, Ye Feng rebooted his computer and completely erased all the traces he had left behind. He even randomly replaced the address on the internet.

Earlier, he had landed on a shrine that only the top ten people in China knew about.

Since the ten brothers were each guarding a room, and could not meet often, when there was nothing to do, they liked to gather within the shrine through the network, chat, chat, laugh, or share information that they had in their possession. There were even times when they would arrange for some harmless and embarrassing incidents to amuse the people, and it could be said that other than the large-scale tides of Strange Beast, the inside of the shrine was bustling with noise and excitement at any other time.

What had happened? How come there's only one person in the Pantheon right now, and what about the others?

With misgivings, Ye Feng looked through the information of various websites, and even went to a few internal websites of Supernatural Powers Team to look, but he did not find anything wrong, nor did he find any news of Variant Species's invasion.

Was the news sealed off?

Or was there a problem within the shrine?

Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

On the other side of the internet was Beijing, China.

A middle-aged Fighter wearing ancient battle robes was sitting in the large study room.

Beside him was a military network terminal. In front of it was a screen that covered the entire wall. The screen was displaying the interior of the Temple that had already been shut down.

He sat quietly, waiting, waiting.

However, the door to the palace was never pushed open again.

The excited feeling he had just had slowly faded bit by bit.

"Bang bang!"

The sudden knock on the door caused the middle-aged man's eyes to suddenly light up and burst out with a bright light. He subconsciously straightened his back and tightly held the armrest beside him.

However, when he listened carefully, he realized that it was the sound of the study door.

"Chief, it's too late. You should get some rest." The waiter carefully reminded them.

"Scram!"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then suddenly roared in anger. He picked up the terminal next to him and ruthlessly smashed it against the door.

Boom!

The military terminal, which was known for its toughness and endurance, was immediately crushed like tofu …

Simpson was disappointed.

Like him, Feng Kun was in the capital with a lot of difficulties.

He had already been in the Supernatural Powers Team for four years, and had thought that he would be like the senior, going up the mountain and going down to the sea, fighting with the Variant Species all day long, and living an exciting life. He never thought that the first thing he would do after entering the job, would be to be sent by his superiors to guard it.

This guard lasted for four years!

What made him even more horrified was that he had heard that his predecessor had stayed in this position for six years, and had only been given the chance to leave when he retired.

"Do I have to wait until I retire?"

Feng Kun was lying beside the computer, counting the rice grains in the box with an extremely bored expression on his face.

His job was actually very simple. The so-called monitoring system was simply to monitor the log entries of the internal forum of a residential district and check the addresses of all the internet terminals that logged in.

Although he did not understand why his superior attached such importance to this forum and even sent someone to monitor it, but after so many years, the hundred or so addresses had always been logged on and no one had ever visited this forum. Thus, his work had become extremely boring and boring.

Just as he was thinking about whom he should rely on to transfer himself out of this position, the screen in front of him suddenly flashed and a large number of red warning marks appeared.

Feng Kun blinked, thinking he was mistaken.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that 47 different addresses had logged onto the forum at the same time!

"Something's wrong!"

He suddenly jumped up. Although he did not understand what this meant, he still had something to do.

He quickly threw the food in front of him into the trash can and copied down the forty-seven addresses along with the derived data with his ten trembling fingers. He sealed them in an encrypted box and sent them through the internet to the mailbox that he had prepared but had never contacted before.

It took less than two minutes.

Seeing that he had successfully sent out the notification, Feng Kun's excited mood gradually calmed down. He sat there in a daze, his mind at a loss.

What should he do next?

He looked at the box of rice that had been swept away and scratched his head gloomily.

Perhaps, Feng Kun would never know that the email he sent had been delivered to the strongest woman in all of China.

What he did not know was that the work he did in just two minutes was actually done in China, and even on Earth, causing such huge waves!

"Investigate!" These forty-seven terminal addresses belong to six cities, all of which have been screened once. Even if it's an ant that has learned how to surf the internet, it must be found! " A cold voice ordered.

Rumble …

A sudden clap of thunder rolled across the rooftop, and the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally began to fall.

Ye Feng anxiously stood up and closed the window, but realised that it was already very late, and his father was not back yet.

He frowned, turned off the computer, changed his clothes, and left the room.

In the kitchen, Mother of Ye was cooking dinner. When she saw Yue Yang coming out, he complained: "Your dad is so bad. It's already so late, why aren't you coming back for dinner!"

"I'm afraid something has delayed me. I'll go get him."

With that, Ye Feng did not wait for her reply, and took two umbrellas from behind the door.