Chapter 769: Killing Intent in the Crowd

"Are those all stars?"

"This is the Big Dipper." The old man pointed to each star above, speaking patiently. "Its shape looks like a spoon. Counting from the very front, this first one is called Dubhe... this one is Merak, then Phecda, Megrez, Alioth, Mizar, Alkaid..."

Dubhe...

Hearing these two words, Chen Ling seemed to remember something, his gaze instantly locking onto the young Lu Xun!

The young Lu Xun blinked, as if recalling something.

"But... I don't seem to see them in the sky?"

"They aren't always like this; they change their orientation according to the seasons... However, there is a simple way, which is to find the Dubhe star."

"Dubhe star?"

"You should know which one is the North Star, right? The North Star represents the Heavenly Emperor and, in ancient times, represented absolute power. No matter how the seasons change, the Dubhe star is the one closest to the North Star among the Big Dipper. Once you find it, you can find the positions of the other stars."

The young Lu Xun stared intently at the Dubhe star and hummed.

"I didn't realize you were interested in astronomy." The old man said, surprised by his expression.

"What is astronomy?" the boy asked blankly.

"...It means, looking at the stars."

The old man took his hand, stepped up the stairs step by step, walked straight to the end of the second floor of the orphanage, and slowly opened a large door.

Behind the door was a simple office. Except for the area around the desk, everything else was basically piled with various books and sundries, most of which were books on astronomy and astrophysics, as well as a large number of astrolabes and three-dimensional galaxy models...

Chen Ling's gaze swept across the room, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes... He was curious, what kind of person was this orphanage director?

"These are all related to stars... including these models. If you are interested in the future, you can borrow them at any time."

Under the old man's words, the young Lu Xun walked into the room curiously, occasionally fiddling with the models on the table or staring at a star chart for a long time... He might not have been able to understand the meaning of these things, but he was already attracted to them.

The following time, Lu Xun spent in this room, and Chen Ling couldn't leave, his expression somewhat helpless.

His [Painting the Red Face] could see the profound content in other people's life scripts. Now that he saw this room, it meant this room was extremely profound to Lu Xun... He couldn't leave voluntarily until this script ended.

Thus, he could only follow Lu Xun, watching him fiddle with models in this room, or occasionally ask questions, and the old man would answer patiently... After about twenty minutes, Chen Ling felt signs that this script was ending.

……

Bang—!

With a crisp sound, Chen Ling's consciousness returned from the fragmented memory, and he sat back in the driver's seat.

He let out a long sigh...

Lu Xun rubbed his temples blankly. "Director Chen... are you done?"

"...I suppose so." Chen Ling hadn't expected that he originally wanted to see if there was anything related to the Dubhe Domain, but ended up being "hard-controlled" in that room for so long.

However, it wasn't without gains; at least he knew the Domain corresponding to Lu Xun and the origin of the name "Dubhe."

"You two should leave quickly." Chen Ling looked at the rearview mirror. "If you don't leave now, I'm afraid it will be too late..."

Lu Xun and Yang Xiao saw this, said goodbye to Chen Ling, and got out of the car to walk to the other side of the street.

Chen Ling didn't stay in the car for long either. After driving through two intersections, he pulled over casually, tore at his chin with his fingertips, and a layer of skin drifted away in the wind.

Click—

With the sound of a door opening, a white-collar elite wearing a white shirt and inconspicuous black-rimmed glasses stepped out of the car calmly and walked into the crowd without haste.

The red light turned green, countless figures crossed the intersection, neon lights illuminated the sky on both sides, and everywhere he looked were bustling shops...

This was Tangjing Street, one of the most prosperous commercial pedestrian streets in Shanghai. Plus, today was the weekend, so the foot traffic had reached its peak again. Every time the traffic light turned, over a hundred people would cross, and the plain-looking Chen Ling blended in, not attracting anyone's attention at all.

But Chen Ling didn't seem to notice that on the other side of the street, a figure wearing a black round hat slowly raised his head, his gaze instantly locking onto that figure in the crowd.

But soon, he looked away naturally... as if he hadn't noticed him at all.

He silently pressed down the brim of his round hat, covering half of his face, and then walked toward Chen Ling from the other side of the street, following the vast crowd.

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation: 42%]

When these two lines of characters drifted past Chen Ling's eyes, his pupils instantly contracted, and a sense of foreboding surged into his heart!

"No... are their people nearby?" Chen Ling had experienced the increase in expectation countless times, so he naturally sensed something was wrong immediately. He scanned his surroundings vigilantly, trying to find those people's figures...

But he couldn't find them, or rather, even [Secret Pupil] couldn't identify them.

Damn it...

Chen Ling thought his hiding was sufficiently concealed, but he still underestimated the manpower the 749 Bureau had mobilized this time. Being able to be sent out to target him in such a high-traffic area meant they had enough confidence in this person!

Where would the attack come from?

What exactly was the other party's Divine Path?

Chen Ling's brain worked at high speed, and the sense of foreboding in his heart grew stronger. Just then, as if he had made a certain decision, he took out an old phone book from his pocket...

If the opponent's strength was truly extremely high, it would be difficult for him to resist with his own strength. The only path to survival... might lie in this gift Xiao Chunping had given him.

Chen Ling lowered his head and blended into the crowd, flipping through the phone book in his hand rapidly. Soon, he found the "old friends" in the Shanghai area, totaling three people.

And among these three, one name had a pentagram drawn heavily by Xiao Chunping.

Chen Ling locked onto this name and the phone number behind it, steeled his heart, and took out his phone to dial it... Immediately after, a melodious waiting tone played.

Pick up the phone...

No matter who was on the other end, Chen Ling had never so devoutly hoped for someone to answer his call.

While waiting, the unease in Chen Ling's heart grew stronger. He kept trying to find the source of the crisis in the crowd until the sound of the call connecting rang in his ears!

A lazy male voice came from the other end of the phone:

"...Who?"