I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

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[Subtitle: "A Taste of Dullness," "Killing Intent!"]

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The evening breeze brushed by.

The weather in Shucheng started to warm up, and the chill of the wind against the skin diminished slightly.

The river running through the city.

At night, it seemed peaceful and mysterious.

The lights along the riverbank reflected on the surface of the water, casting shimmering reflections.

Chen Yun stood beside the river that reflected the moonlight.

Across the glistening waves, he gazed at the man on the opposite bank.

To say he was gazing might not be accurate.

Gazing implies looking from a high or distant place at far-off scenery.

But for Chen Yun,

Honestly,

This wasn't really gazing.

The width of the river combined with the cover of night made it nearly impossible for the man on the other side to see the opposite bank.

At best, he could only make out a slim figure.

But for Chen Yun,

The distance wasn't really considered far at all.

His Transparent World ability included not just Super Smell and Super Hearing.

In fact, it also provided Super Vision.

Such a distance was easily clear to his Super Vision.

Moreover, the dark, hazy shades of night did not impede Chen Yun.

Night vision was a basic function of his Super Vision.

He had realized this the night before.

Under the perception of Transparent World,

The man's face on the opposite bank was crystal clear, as if it were mere inches away.

Combined with Transparent World's Super Hearing,

He was able to see every move of the man on the far bank and even hear the mumbling under his breath.

Everything about that man at this moment

Was like a television program, broadcasting live in front of him.

Watching the man muttering to himself about his bountiful loot for the day, while he counted the various valuables spread out on the ground,

Chen Yun revealed a slight smile.

He saw his notebook.

He was sure he had not tracked the wrong person.

The man across the river was the thief who had broken into his home.

He had not wasted two hours following the scent to find him.

Tracking the scent late at night like a police dog had required some effort after all.

Scent was a tricky thing —

The more open the space, the more difficult it was for a scent to linger. The more complex the environment, the harder it was to distinguish.

Moreover, avoiding various surveillance cameras along the way was also a hassle.

Even with his Transparent World ability that allowed him almost a hundred percent evasion of cameras, it meant his route was restricted.

However, it must be said, although the kid seemed unprofessional with his rough search method, his skill in dodging cameras was pretty good.

It turned out he did know the tricks of the trade.

The path he chose had more than ninety percent overlap with Chen Yun's choices, almost completely avoiding all cameras.

Of course,

No matter his minor merits, Chen Yun would not forgive the guy.

Looking at the thief's face,

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering how to deal with this person.

With his current strength,

One punch could easily send the kid to the ICU.

But...

Would that be enough?

Could he do that?

After suppressing the emerging desire to fight and kill in his heart,

Chen Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Since his body had mutated, he had found himself increasingly craving combat.

It felt as if his body was rusting in silence.

Wanting to be put into action.

When he had come home to find an intruder earlier, his first instinct was to bare his claws, to see if he could deal a harsh blow.

This was quite different from his past self.

He wasn't exactly Mr. Nice Guy before, but he certainly wasn't malevolent.

At least one could say he was a normal, everyday citizen.

When faced with an extraordinary situation,

The instinctive response would typically be to call the police.

But now,

When faced with a break-in, his first instinct was to follow the scent and find trouble for the intruder.

Chen Yun vaguely understood.

His condition was similar to many fictional works' settings.

It's called having a weapon at one's disposal and consequently developing a desire to use it.

After gaining an ability,

The subconscious desire to use it arises.

Just like the people of the Lighthouse, each owning several guns,

At the slightest dissatisfaction, it's straight to pulling the trigger.

Having a gun makes it hard to refrain from using it.

Chen Yun's ability followed the same idea.

Although he always reminded himself to maintain his integrity, at that moment he still wanted to indulge it a bit.

After all, many fantasy works have said the same.

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Decisiveness in killing was the right answer!

Pondering.

Chen Yun's gaze across the river became gradually stern as he watched the man on the opposite bank.

An aura that could be called Killing Intent,

slowly gathering.

Looking at the man across the river,

Chen Yun was about to take action,

when suddenly he saw the man display an expression of extreme terror and look around wildly.

The man, trembling, collapsed weakly onto the ground.

He seemed utterly at a loss.

This made Chen Yun subconsciously stop in his tracks as the rising Killing Intent dissipated.

What was going on?

Chen Yun was puzzled.

Did this man have some sort of mental illness?

Before he could think further,

the man quickly recovered.

He showed a face suggestive of having survived a disaster, mixed with confusion.

Chen Yun saw this and frowned.

Then, with a thoughtful expression, he again harbored a trace of Killing Intent towards the man.

Summoning Killing Intent suddenly, in theory, wasn't something one could just talk about doing.

Not everyone could, amidst casual conversation, suddenly sincerely wish to kill you,

but for Chen Yun, who often craved battle after Evolution, it was easy.

In the next instant,

as Chen Yun's Killing Intent arose,

the man fell to the ground again, panic-stricken.

A strong sense of fear seemed to haunt his heart,

and his groin unconsciously wetted significantly.

Chen Yun, smelling this odor of urine, vaguely realized something.

So he withdrew his Killing Intent.

The man's expression didn't change.

However, Chen Yun could hear the man's wildly beating heart begin to slow at this moment.

It was clear that the sudden change had caught the man off guard, and there were signs of being played to ruin.

In fact, the man was no longer panicked as Chen Yun withdrew his Killing Intent.

At this moment,

Chen Yun understood.

As he manifested Killing Intent, an invisible aura would descend.

Going by the terms used in many fantasy works,

it could tentatively be called...

Killing Intent!

This Killing Intent, as it seemed now, could be released from a distance, causing a powerful, psychological oppression.

It could make an ordinary adult man instantly panic to the point of immobility.

After discovering this,

Chen Yun immediately became interested.

Next, he tried various methods more than a dozen times.

He only stopped when he was certain that the man had become delirious with fear, babbling nonsense.

Looking at the man, soiled and incoherent,

Chen Yun gained a deeper understanding of the power of Killing Intent.

If Killing Intent were repeatedly applied and withdrawn,

it seemed it could directly ruin an adult man's psyche.

From the repeated tests just now,

he could also roughly estimate that the effective range of Killing Intent could reach up to 50 meters away from him.

The intensity of the impact brought by this Killing Intent

also seemed to be directly adjustable with the strength of the intent to kill.

He withdrew his Killing Intent.

Chen Yun was satisfied with his new discovery.

But looking at the man lying on the ground, soiled and incoherent, on the opposite bank,

Chen Yun fell silent.

Was this thing...

worth fighting for? Worth killing for?

This man wasn't worth it at all.

Chen Yun suddenly felt listless.

This feeling

was like getting all ready for battle with pants down, finding the perfect material after a long search, only to discover the star wearing a mask of Guo Degang.

To talk about continuing to fight?

If one could still remain battle-ready,

that would truly be commendable.

He couldn't get it up, couldn't get it up at all.

If there was a next time...

better just call the police...

He thought to himself.

Chen Yun looked at the man,

and simply added fifty more shots of Killing Intent, making sure the man was permanently mentally broken.

Then he turned and left the place.

Not wanting to kill was because it was insipid.

Adding 50 shots of Killing Intent was both the caution of an adult and not wanting this guy to live well.

For the rest of his life,

it would be better to lie in bed and reflect on where he could and couldn't go.