The hallway’s light spilled into the pitch-black room, unveiling a small, narrow space with a plush carpet that entered He Ao’s field of view. To the left of the entrance was a cramped bathroom. Through the narrow corridor formed between the bathroom and the wall was an old, large bed and a desk with a small TV hanging above. He Ao reached for the light switch by the door, turned it on, and stepped into the room. On the desk lay a box of takeaway that hadn’t been opened yet, and the chair underneath had been pulled out as if someone had just been sitting there. Beside the desk was an open suitcase packed with neatly folded clothes, and a passport carelessly thrown on top of them. He Ao crouched down, picked up the passport, and flipped it open. The photo on the passport indeed belonged to that Central Earth tourist. He raised his head, glanced at the empty room, and then touched the chair. The chair was still warm, and the unopened takeaway was too. Clearly, someone had been there until just recently. But would a kidnapper leave the door conveniently ajar ? Or did the Central Earth tourist have to leave suddenly for some reason? As He Ao pondered, an extremely faint footstep sounded from behind him, followed by a trailing voice that said, "Looks like we won’t be needing the spare key after all." "Any movement inside?" Asked another voice closer to the front, "Could he be gone?" "Maybe out to eat? Or shopping?" The voice in the back speculated. "Shh, keep it down, don’t talk too much." The voice in the front interjected. "Don’t worry, our voices are so low, normal people couldn’t possibly catch it," The voice in the back laughed, "And even if he did hear, what can a teenager do against us?" With the footsteps coming to a sudden halt, the voice in the front said, "Here we are. Let’s take a look." Crouched in front of the suitcase, He Ao casually fiddled with the passport. The Shadowless Sword, turned into a shadow, floated beside him. "Is there anyone inside? Are we going to have to wait if there isn’t?" From behind He Ao, outside the hotel room door, the voice in the back asked. "There’s someone. Central Earth, body shape looks like the target, but his back is turned to us; seems like he’s sorting clothes." The voice in the front hurriedly said, "We might not need to wait then." The voice in the back chuckled, "I’ll check the photo, can we confirm it’s the target?" "I already told you, he’s turned away from us, but the build is about right," The voice in the front spoke, somewhat impatiently, "Let’s creep over, I’ll clamp him down, drug him, and see if it’s the target." The light footsteps swiftly approached, coming closer quickly. In He Ao’s Divine Sense, he could feel two figures, one chubby and one skinny, rapidly closing in on him from behind. They were extremely cautious, stepping so lightly on the ground that they made almost no sound. Such noises would be virtually inaudible to ordinary people, but to He Ao, it was as distinct as someone undressing to pass wind. However, as he sensed the rapid approach of these two figures, He Ao’s movements didn’t pause for a moment. He continued to flip through the passport, closely examining its contents as if nothing was happening. Soon, the thin figure approached He Ao from behind, a hand reached out from behind He Ao, clamping his body and covering his mouth with a gas inhalation spray. He Ao calmly watched all this unfold, not even bothering to struggle. At this moment, the short and stout man who had been standing a bit behind rushed over. He was holding a photo, glanced at it, then at He Ao, falling into a brief contemplation. He Ao’s eyes calmly met his gaze. The inhaled anesthetic was instantly isolated from his body by his Divine Sense, while the invisible Shadowless Sword slowly took shape behind the skinny man. Finally, after several careful comparisons, the short and stout man nodded, "That’s the one." "Are you sure, no mistakes? You’re not face-blind to Central Earth people, right?" The skinny man asked somewhat doubtfully. the short and stout man nodded, casually picking up the photo, "These people from Central Earth may look similar, but I can differentiate them clearly. I just have to recognize the shape of the face, look," He handed the photo over He Ao’s head to the skinny man behind He Ao, "This face shape, this appearance, it’s identical." He Ao glanced over and looked at the photo that, aside from the shape of the face, was almost entirely different from himself and was silent for a moment. the skinny man glanced at the photo, then back at He Ao, "Identical indeed, haha." "Bro, how come this kid hasn’t fainted yet? Is your sleeping spray strong enough?" After the confirmation, the short and stout man took back the photo, looking puzzled at the skinny man. "You see he’s not moving anymore, right? This stuff paralyzes the brain as soon as it enters the body; he’s actually groggy now, he just hasn’t completely passed out yet," the skinny man spoke slowly, "This type of inhalant is indeed less effective, but most of the anesthesia needles were reassigned elsewhere, so we only got this. It should be barely sufficient for dealing with an ordinary person. Just wait a bit." So the two men waited. After a brief pause, He Ao slowly closed his eyes. "Hey, it’s taking effect," The short and stout man, somewhat surprised, commented as he saw He Ao closing his eyes, "Shall we carry him out now?" "It’s fine, I can do it alone; he’s just an ordinary person." The skinny man smiled, removed the sprayer, turned He Ao over, and hoisted him onto his back. Then, his body seemingly weighed down by a heavy load, he staggered forward, "Damn, why is this kid so heavy?" The weight of Transcendents would increase with their levels. The Shadowless Sword flew from below, lightly lifting He Ao’s feet, sharing some of the gravity. The pressure on his back reduced, the skinny man straightened up, caught his breath, and looked at his hands with some suspicion. Was it because he’d been too active, leading to physical weakness? "Hey, bro, the kid still has his passport on him, looks like he was about to run," At that moment, the short and stout man reached out and ’snatched’ the passport from He Ao’s hands, flipping through it. Then, looking at the passport photo, his tone paused, "Wait a minute." The skinny man looked confusedly at the short and stout man. the short and stout man picked up the passport, comparing the photo on it with He Ao’s face closely, "Really identical, bro, the identity information matches too." "You freaking scared me, man." The skinny man spat out and, carrying He Ao, started walking out of the hallway. "I’m just double-checking, aren’t I?" The short, chubby man casually tossed the passport in his hand into the room and followed the lanky man, "The higher-ups said it’s a crucial moment now, that Central Earth guy named He Ao doesn’t have good intentions towards us. It’s better to be safe than sorry. Our operation has been executed flawlessly; the boss will surely praise us." "Those are the concerns of the bigwigs upstairs," the lanky man continued walking ahead of He Ao, "We just need to follow the procedures." "Bro, you can’t think like that. If we perform well, what if someone from the upper management takes notice?" the short, chubby man spoke rapidly, "Don’t you want to live in the City of Rong Guang? I heard it’s like Heaven there, with countless servants at our disposal. When the new world arrives, we might even become kings of small countries." "The boss hasn’t even gotten his chance yet, what makes you think it will be our turn?" The lanky man spat, "You better shut up. It’s said that the Second Vice Chairman is here for inspection. The boss is already swamped; don’t go bothering him and make things worse, or else he might turn you into jerky." Hearing this, the short, chubby man shuddered and fell silent. At this point, the two had arrived at the stairwell and started descending. A brief silence spread in the darkness. After going down a floor or two, the short, chubby man, unable to bear the silence, whispered again, "Bro, the boss said this is our last time kidnapping, is that true?" This time, the lanky man did not retort. After pondering for a moment, he slowly replied, "I heard the City of Rong Guang is nearly complete. They only need one last batch of Sacrifices, which is why the Second Vice Chairman came out from the City of Rong Guang. This is the most crucial moment; there’s no room for any mistakes." "So if we’re not kidnapping people anymore, what will we do in the future?" The short, chubby man pondered. "Do whatever the boss tells us to do," The lanky man couldn’t help but knock on the short, chubby man’s head, "Why do you have so many questions?" By this time, the two had emerged from the stairwell and were walking through the lobby towards the hotel’s back door. Meanwhile, not far behind them, at the elevator entrance, a Central Earth ethnic youth holding an apparently newly purchased cola was entering the open elevator. The short, chubby man instinctively looked back, scratching his head as he watched the elevator doors slowly closing, The lanky man asked with a puzzled look. "I’m just thinking, there seems to be quite a few people from Central Earth around here." The short, chubby man retracted his gaze and scratched his head. "Transportation is so advanced these days, where don’t you see people from Central Earth?" The lanky man rolled his eyes. He led the short, chubby man out the back door, where an open cargo truck was waiting for them. "You two were quite quick this time, huh?" The driver, sheltering under the eaves and smoking, smiled and asked as he looked at them. The short, chubby man laughed. By this time, the lanky man had already walked up to the cargo bed and glanced at the disorderly sprawled unconscious people inside, "What a mess. Couldn’t they tidy up a bit?" He lifted his hand and put the person from behind into the truck bed, leaning against the side of the truck bed. Then he stepped down from the cargo bed. At that moment, he instinctively shuddered as if someone was watching him. He looked up toward the source of the ’gaze’. The ’Central Earth youth’ he had just placed down, was now tilting his head, with his previously closed eyes now ’looking’ towards him. He shook his head to chase away the thoughts in his mind and reached out to close the cargo bed door. Just then, a hand gently held onto the cargo bed door from behind him. He raised his head to see a somewhat tall figure behind him, and his body shuddered, "Boss, what’s this?" "Caught a little rat," The tall figure walked up to the thin man, tossed the unconscious figure he was carrying into the vehicle, then glanced inside the car, "Did we capture that tourist from Central Earth?" At that moment, the short fat man also ran over, looked up at the tall figure, pointed at He Ao leaning behind, "Here he is, boss. We just happened to come across this kid, caught him without breaking a sweat." "Is this the person?" The tall figure leaned in, gazing intently at He Ao’s face, frowned slightly. Above his head, the Shadowless Sword was quietly floating. The short fat man immediately took out a photo from his pocket, placed it beside He Ao’s face, "Look, they’re identical!" The tall figure glanced at the photo, then at He Ao, and frowned slightly, "This photo? Are you sure they are identical?" The short fat man trembled, turned his gaze, looked at the photo, then at He Ao again. The thin man also leaned in, carefully comparing the photo and the actual person. "The facial contours do resemble each other, but," The tall figure took the photo, closely comparing the two images, "Look at this person, obviously thinner. This kid hasn’t been eating well in Feklay." The skinny and fat duo nodded along. The short fat man gazed at the photo, murmuring in agreement, "Definitely a bit thinner." "You need to be precise, understand?" The tall figure glanced at the two, tossed the photo back to the short fat man, "Thinner means thinner, you can’t say they’re identical." The short fat man immediately said, "An eye for detail!" The thin man also echoed immediately. "You two do your job well," The tall figure glanced at them, "Destroyer K won’t forget you, when the City of Rong Guang descends, both of you can go to the new world!" They both nodded and bowed eagerly, one on each side, closing the cargo truck doors. The tall figure nodded, watching the unconscious figures inside the cargo slowly hidden by the closing doors, rubbing the back of his head. For some reason, he just felt a chill at the back of his head. He looked up, his eyes sweeping across the large truck in front of him, looking toward the abrupt curtain of rain beyond the eaves, "This is the last batch. We need to protect these sacrifices, ensure they safely reach the City of Rong Guang, at least no problems on our end. Start the vehicle, let’s head back to the base." The thunder roared, lightning crackled across the sky. The cargo truck shuddered once, slowly moving into the rain. Sitting in the truck, He Ao opened his eyes, looking with interest at the teenager opposite him who was still unconscious. This teenager was the ’little mouse’ that ’boss’ had just brought back. A flicker of orange light flashed through He Ao’s eyes. In his current field of view, around the teenager, an inexplicable ’ripple’ was shimmering. These ’ripples’ were almost imperceptible when he parted with the teenager over an hour ago, but now they could be easily observed. And these ripples were still slowly ’strengthening’.