Su Wan wanted to know if Yan Pengcheng, with his Level 3 Mid Stage strength, had any special resistance to her mental attacks.
The moment Su Wan’s mental power probed the office, Yan Pengcheng’s brow twitched.
He set down his documents, his gaze sweeping the room like a hawk.
This sensation...
It was as if something was watching him—cold, silent, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
Yan Pengcheng stood up, quietly spreading his mental power. His Level 3 Mid Stage perception acted like an invisible net, covering the office before extending into the hallway and out the window.
Nothing was out of the ordinary.
He walked to the window and scanned the street below.
Potholed roads, scattered pedestrians, and a hazy grey skyline in the distance...
Everything looked normal.
Frowning slightly, Yan Pengcheng slowly retracted his perception.
Was it just his imagination?
He sat back down, his fingertips tapping the desk rhythmically.
No.
His intuition was never wrong.
Someone—or something—had definitely been spying on him!
His eyes scanned the room once more, eventually settling on the deactivated communication device on his desk.
Could it be Zhuang Heng’s people...?
He shook his head, dismissing the thought.
Zhuang Heng had no reason to do that.
Then who?
...
In the shadows of the alleyway, Su Wan slowly withdrew her mental power, her heart racing.
Such sharp perception.
As expected of a Level 3 Mid Stage Ability User. Even if he didn’t specialize in mental power, his awareness of abnormal mental fluctuations far exceeded that of an ordinary person.
She had thought her mental power was stealthy enough, but he had detected her the moment she entered.
Taking him down from a distance seemed unrealistic.
Su Wan wasn't discouraged; instead, she grew even calmer.
Leaning against the wall, she closed her eyes and pondered.
Yan Pengcheng was the General Commander of this operation.
He was stationed at the City Defense Force substation, controlling the frontline units via communication equipment.
If she could knock him unconscious—
No matter how elite that City Defense Force squad was, they would become like headless flies, losing their sense of order and direction.
Without unified command and coordination, the armored vehicles wouldn't know where to drive, the infantry wouldn't know where to charge, and even the two Level 3 Ability Users would likely clash over the chain of command.
Then, she could take them down one by one!
The key to this plan was making Yan Pengcheng “disappear.”
Su Wan opened her eyes and looked up at the greyish-white five-story building nearby.
She couldn't stay too far from the City Defense Force substation.
A long-range attack would be detected, and given the strength of a Level 3 Mid Stage’s mental power, trying to knock him out from a hundred meters away was simply impossible.
She had to get closer—the closer, the better.
Taking a deep breath, Su Wan’s figure flickered as she glided out of the alleyway soundlessly.
She moved with incredible speed, yet without stirring even a whisper of wind.
There were two sentry posts at the front of the substation building, with four guards at the entrance and patrols passing by the side alleys.
Su Wan didn't approach from the front.
She circled to the side of the building, moving silently along the base of the wall.
A guard suddenly rounded the corner, a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, walking lazily toward her.
Su Wan paused, and her form instantly blurred.
Shadow-Hide activated.
Three seconds of invisibility was more than enough to move dozens of meters and bypass the guard.
The guard walked right past her, completely oblivious, even letting out a yawn.
Su Wan continued forward.
The side of the building had a row of narrow ventilation windows, each welded shut with iron bars. The gaps were so tight even a hand couldn't fit through.
But Su Wan didn't need to get inside; she only needed a concealed position.
Beneath the ventilation windows sat a row of discarded, rust-covered iron cabinets, abandoned and forgotten in the corner.
Su Wan ducked behind the cabinets, pressing her back against the wall as she shrank into the shadows.
She was now less than two meters from the building’s outer wall.
Yan Pengcheng’s office was on the fourth floor, positioned slightly to the left directly above her.
The straight-line distance was less than ten meters.
That was enough.
Su Wan closed her eyes, and her mental power expanded once more.
This time, she didn't spread it wide. Instead, she condensed all her perception into an extremely fine needle, slowly crawling up the outer wall of the building.
Reaching the fourth floor, the needle of mental power slipped silently through the crack under the office door.
Inside, Yan Pengcheng was seated behind his desk, holding a document with a slight frown.
He didn't seem to notice anything unusual.
Su Wan held her breath as the needle of mental power slowly approached the back of his head.
The distance closed.
Two meters.
One meter.
Half a meter.
Yan Pengcheng flipped a page, his movements casual and unguarded.
Now!
Su Wan’s mental power erupted like a bursting dam, surging through that invisible needle and stabbing violently into Yan Pengcheng’s consciousness core!
The moment her mental power touched his brain—
Yan Pengcheng’s scalp tingled!
It was an instinctive intuition honed through countless brushes with death, faster than conscious thought and faster than his physical reactions.
His body moved before his brain could!
A thin, pale-gold membrane of energy suddenly surfaced from his skin, clinging to his body like a second skin and covering him from head to toe in the blink of an eye.
Though thin as a cicada's wing, the membrane radiated a steady, heavy aura.
This was Yan Pengcheng’s ability: Rock Armor.
Su Wan’s mental needle struck the armor, feeling as though it were a steel needle piercing thick cowhide. The resistance was immense!
“Hmph!”
Yan Pengcheng let out a muffled groan, the document in his hand slapping onto the desk.
His body jerked backward, his chair creaking under the sudden weight.
His hawk-like eyes snapped open, his pupils constricting violently as shock filled his gaze.
An intruder!
His mental power rose like a startled beast, surging forward to savagely crush the needle stabbing into his mind!
“Who is it?!”
Yan Pengcheng growled, his voice raspy yet powerful.
His hands gripped the armrests tightly, knuckles white and veins bulging on the backs of his hands.
The pale-gold armor rippled across his body. Every time the mental needle tried to dig deeper, the armor flared with even stronger resistance.
The two mental forces collided, tore, and strangled each other in the narrow space like two giant pythons locked in combat!
Feeling the resistance, Su Wan’s heart sank.
A Level 3 Mid Stage Ability User was indeed not that easy to handle.
Even if they didn't specialize in mental power, once they reached this level, any Ability User would have a certain degree of resistance to mental attacks.
Furthermore, Yan Pengcheng’s Rock Armor was inherently a defensive ability, and its protection against mental power far exceeded that of others in his rank.
But Su Wan had no way back.
Gritting her teeth, she poured out her Level 3 Late Stage mental power without reservation!
The invisible needle instantly grew thicker, harder, and incomparably sharp, becoming like a true sword that plunged ruthlessly into that pale-gold armor!
“Crack—”
It was as if something inside Yan Pengcheng’s mind had shattered.
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