Xyrin Empire-Chapter 287 - Frozen

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Frozen

Chapter 287 -287: Frozen

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In the dead of night, on a deserted street, only a dim street light kept company with the lonely figure wandering beneath it. The street light wasn’t bright, so faint that it barely served as a navigational tool in the darkness. The person under the light felt a hint of cold creeping up and involuntary tightened his coat. Although it was still early autumn, the chill at this hour was impossible to ignore.

A red glow of a cigarette in the darkness flickered in tune with the silhouette of the solitary figure, its thin trail of blue smoke spreading under the dim light before disappearing into the sinister darkness beyond.

Probably just a joke… The man who had been wandering alone for a while chuckled softly, then crushed out his cigarette, reflecting on how easy he had been to deceive.

Alright, the description above really isn’t my style, so let’s revise it like this:

In the wee hours of the morning, a mysterious passerby “A” stood shivering under the street light, puffing away at a cigarette butt that had almost burnt down. He was waiting for someone, someone significant enough to have him waiting here on such a remote street until late at night. Obviously, he had been stood up again, so the mysterious passerby “A” angrily threw the cigarette butt to the ground, crushed it with force and started cursing up a storm.

Yeah, that’s a lot more comfortable.

Even though he knew he’d been stood up, the middle-aged man cursing up a storm didn’t immediately leave. It seemed he still clung to a faint hope of the person showing up, but as time passed, the bit of confidence supporting his fantasy dwindled away.

With a “snap” of his fingers, the middle-aged man produced dancing flames out of thin air at his fingertips, and after putting a cigarette in his mouth, he made up his mind: if they didn’t show up by the time he finished this smoke, he would leave immediately.

“It’s really cold…”

Time ticked by, second by second, and the middle-aged man tightened his coat again, feeling the temperature drop once more.

“For this time of year, it’s unnaturally cold at night…” he muttered under his breath and, without thinking, stamped his feet on the spot, then moved his stiff arms and legs back and forth. Wisps of pale vapor escaped his mouth, no longer solely the produce of cigarette smoke.

“What’s the deal with that woman…”

As boredom set in, the middle-aged man’s thoughts drifted back to the mysterious, seductive woman he had seen the previous evening. She was a very beautiful woman, which was the first thing he recalled about her. But, as beautiful as she was, that wasn’t the reason he stood here shivering in the dead of night on a deserted street. He had his own family, a wife with whom he’d shared a loving bond for more than a dozen years, and a smart and sensible son. Although he didn’t consider himself as virtuous as Liu Xia Hui, the middle-aged man had no plans to commit a grave mistake over a seductive woman he’d only met once. He had come here for one reason only: the woman had said to him, “Your abilities are quite useful, and my organization would like to explore some sort of cooperation with you. If you want to know more, meet me here tomorrow night…”

The woman hadn’t given too many details, hadn’t even mentioned which organization she came from, let alone the nature of the cooperation she was proposing. Yet, it was that very invitation, full of uncertainties, that kept him obediently waiting for so long.

Curiosity killed not only the cat but a foolish uncle too.

Thinking self-deprecatingly, the middle-aged man tightened his coat once more, leaving no gap unsealed.

What did they want from him? Despite his and his friends’ unique minor abilities, they had no intention of doing anything significant with them. They were all honest wage-earners – well, actually, because their abilities were so trivial they had no practical effect, honesty was rather compulsory. But still, the middle-aged man figured his little group was unlikely to get involved in any major incidents. That’s why he opted to come alone tonight: to gauge the situation. If it seemed harmless, something to spice up an otherwise bland life, then he could consider it. But if it involved danger or illegal activities, then sorry, he had a family to think about…

The cigarette had gone out at some point, and the cold white puffs he exhaled merged into one. His thin coat seemed to vanish as if it had never been there, and he felt as cold as if he were standing in a deep winter snowfield.

“This weather… damn it!”

If he hadn’t realized the strangeness of the situation at this point, he would indeed be an idiot.

Well, realizing only now something was amiss just proved the slightly balding middle-aged man was quite dull…

“Is it just you?”

As the middle-aged man was about to turn around and leave due to the bizarre circumstances surrounding him, a voice that sounded seductively captivating arose behind him. Although the situation was highly abnormal, the coquettish tone of voice, like that of a young girl shyly speaking with her boyfriend on their first date, compelled the middle-aged man to involuntarily stop in his tracks.

He turned to look over his shoulder and the spellbinding woman who had appeared before him the previous evening stood there with a faint smile under the streetlamp. When had she approached? How had he failed to notice her at all?

By her attire, the woman in her twenties before him didn’t appear overtly revealing; on the contrary, her slightly outmoded floral long dress exuded a sense of conservatism. Her facial features would be considered better than average but not to the extent of causing calamity. Her black, lustrous hair hung unadorned at her waist; beyond its smooth texture, there were no other highlights. However, the impression this woman gave was consistently that of allure—it was an indescribable feeling, as if she had integrated the very essence of “allure” into every aspect of her aura. A glance or gesture, or even just standing there, had the potential to ensnare onlookers.

Wearing only a thin long dress, wasn’t she cold?

The middle-aged man found himself absurdly pondering such a thought.

“To be honest, I thought all of you would come…”

The young woman spoke with a hint of disappointment, her gaze seemingly never focusing on the man she had summoned.

“You can call me Medusa,” the seductive woman suddenly revealed with a faint smile, “Of course, that’s not my real name… It’s just a habit, telling my targets my name before killing them…”

“Wha…”

The middle-aged man had barely begun to speak when a gust of chilling wind forcefully froze the remaining words in his throat…

Everything occurred within two seconds.

Medusa let out her last breath of cold, freezing air and then took out a small black metal tube. Without hesitation, she snapped off a finger from the man now turned to frozen sculpture and placed it within the tube.

“Better than nothing… Fine, a small garbage team of Superpower Users like this can just be routine collection…”

Medusa placed the test tube inside her handbag and then lifted her head, frowning. That feeling was back again… the sensation of being under scrutiny…

She knew the reason; it was the Superpower Team. Among them was a Power User codenamed “All-Seeing Eye,” reportedly a female Mysterious system Power User who could see everything. From the beginning, that girl was considered the biggest uncertainty in their operations. Yet, due to her high status within the Superpower Team and the constant, strict protection she received, they had never found an opportunity to strike. She had recently heard that “the Eye” had undergone a significant increase in power, and it seemed now that it might be true…

Not only had her ability covered the entire city, but the designed equipment, which was supposed to completely interfere with her Perception, had only worked for a mere ten minutes?

That was an Interferer made with incredibly advanced Technology… Since when had it become so easy for Power Users to enhance their abilities…?

She was a bit envious of those operatives working elsewhere, free from the pressure of those ever-watchful eyes possibly landing on them. But the mission was accomplished, so… time to withdraw…

The air around her seemed to ripple in waves, and then a small red motorcycle appeared from illusion into reality beside Medusa.

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A few minutes later, a van with no identifiable branding screeched to a halt under the dim streetlamp.

Looking down at the flash-frozen man on the ground, a young male voice laden with frustration uttered, “Alright, a miss again… You guys go report to Boss…”

It was that NPC Faceless Man who Lin Xue had duped in the office earlier.

“Life signs are still present,” a man in a white lab coat stood, motioning for the medical staff to carry the victim into the van, “That’s good news, at least we’ve saved his life… well, at least momentarily. I’ve never been much for dealing with frozen food…”