Half a day later, outside the city.

Su’en, covered in dirt, rushed out of a sewer in the northern part of the city.

As soon as he emerged, he collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Although the air quality in the industrial area of the northern city was so poor that one could inhale dust with every breath, it was still much better than the toxic gas in the sewer!

After taking a few breaths, the discoloration on his face disappeared. He quickly took out a “potent detoxification potion” and injected it into his neck.

The black poison on his face stopped spreading.

After injecting the detoxification needle, Su’en let out a long sigh of relief.

“So many terrifying monsters were created by the leaked ‘X Serum’… The sewer is almost filled with them!”

Looking at the dark sewer entrance, he still felt lingering fear.

The danger in the underground dungeon was even greater than being chased in the inner city.

If it weren’t for his fast eight-legged running, the millipede with over a thousand legs that could spew fire and poison would have killed him on the spot.

If this had happened three years ago when Danny escaped, with his over 100 kilograms of flesh, it wouldn’t have been enough to fill the gaps between those terrifying mutant monsters’ teeth.

But in the end, he was lucky enough to survive.

……

Su’en looked back at the towering walls of the inner city, his gaze filled with complexity.

Originally, he had planned to follow the escort team to broaden his horizons, but he didn’t expect this trip to the inner city to turn into a day trip to hell’s gate.

Being chased and blocked from all sides made him feel like he was constantly jumping around at the gates of hell.

However, although he almost lost his life, he also gained two things.

Not far behind him, there was a steel wire tied to something invisible.

That was naturally the shroud of the “Oz Ice Man” that saved his life this time.

Just spending half a day in the city had already consumed one or two years of his lifespan.

He survived, and the price was worth it, but he didn’t dare to keep it by his side anymore.

This thing was indeed a good life-saving treasure, but it couldn’t be put into a storage ring, nor could it be tied to his body at all times. He could only drag it from a distance like this.

Although the “lifespan” couldn’t be seen on the data panel, as long as this thing was within one meter of him, he noticed some slight changes in certain physical values.

So he also deduced that the range of influence of this seal was about one meter.

Su’en thought that if he wanted to carry it with him in the future, he could only tie it to a “living corpse”.

Living corpses didn’t have a lifespan, so they should ignore this curse.

He even came up with a suitable puppet tactic. When the time came, he would create an “invisible living corpse”, which would be a natural-born assassin. If the sickle could also be tied to the “invisible” state, it would be a top-notch killer. Even top professionals might be killed by him.

……

For now, he could only drag the shroud like this.

Taking advantage of the time to catch his breath, Su’en took out the “Alchemy Manuscript of Isaac” from his arms.

The previous cover, titled “Precious New Pearl,” had already been soaked and ruined in the sewer, revealing the true appearance of the manuscript.

The cover felt rough, like crocodile skin, and was engraved with a very complex octagram alchemy array. The identification showed it as an “unrecognized advanced sealing technique.”

Just by looking at the cover, a heavy sense of mystery came over him.

When he opened it, the pages were even more bizarre. They didn’t feel dry like parchment, but more like “human skin.”

When touched, the pages even trembled lightly, like the sensitive skin of a young girl.

If Su’en didn’t know what this thing was, he would probably find a place to hide it because it looked so sinister.

But with the True Sight identification, this manuscript was not only not sinister, but also very useful.

However, its curse had some special characteristics.

[Isaac’s Alchemy Manuscript 3]

Description: A alchemical notebook written on the skin of an unrecognized creature;

Curse characteristic: Fate is an endless chain of causality, and the development of the world itself follows this principle and causal relationship. This is a notebook tainted with fate, and it will involve the causality of anyone who comes into contact with it… Whether it is a blessing or a curse, who knows?

Explanation: Carrying it with you will gain the aura “Sir Isaac’s Blessing,” which will make your study of alchemy twice as effective; you will frequently have “enlightenment” and “flashes of inspiration” to understand some profound alchemical knowledge;

The curse characteristic is that the notebook will involve causality.

Su’en didn’t think this was a big deal at all.

There are causes and effects, and everything in the world follows this rule.

Afraid of getting into trouble?

He had already been passively involved in trouble when he was chosen as part of the escort team.

Even if he threw away the notebook now, he couldn’t get rid of it.

Therefore, this curse characteristic had no effect on Su’en at all.

Moreover, it was clearly stated that whether it was a blessing or a curse, who knows?

Instead, the positive enhancement aura, “Isaac’s Blessing,” made Su’en feel that this manuscript was very useful.

He was now exposed to more and more alchemical knowledge, and it was becoming more and more profound. Many deep-level alchemy required not only time to study, but also intelligence to understand.This notebook would increase his learning efficiency by n-fold, the benefits were absolutely immeasurable.

Moreover, the notebook was labeled “3”, which meant there were at least two more of them. Unsurprisingly, one of them was likely in the possession of the person who had left words on his retina.

As for the content, it was encrypted as well, and it wasn’t the time to decipher it.

After catching his breath for a moment, Su’en put away the notebook.

Now, he had another important thing to do: run away.

Escaping from the inner city was just the first step, the crisis was far from over.

……

Although Su’en had been a wanted man before, his low profile didn’t affect his life in the underworld.

Now, being hunted by the Umbrella Organization, the situation was completely different.

Moreover, now that he knew that Smoky Sangbu was a mole, there must be more undercover agents in the Cross Society.

He couldn’t go back to the Cross Society, and even his identity as “Su’en” couldn’t be used in the outer city for the time being.

He could only leave the city and hide.

After all, even the most powerful tracking has its geographical and temporal limitations.

As long as he ran far enough, all tracking methods would be useless.

Fortunately, a large hunting camp had been built near Dawn City, providing a guarantee for long-term life outside the city.

Su’en had originally planned to check it out, and now was the perfect time.

What he needed to do now was to go back to Green Street, pack up his belongings, and run away.

After all, he had to leave the city, and he had to take with him life-saving items like the sickle and the living dead.

Su’en had already planned his escape route in his mind, and he was running wildly.

……

Before long, Su’en unlocked a motorcycle on the road in the north of the city and drove towards the south of the city.

Because he had anticipated that he might have to run away one day, he was well prepared and had mastered several secret channels to leave the city.

Moreover, the outer city was not like the inner city, he was very familiar with the roads. There were not so many professionals in the outer city, and the pursuers did not have such good mechanical equipment. Even if he was surrounded, the danger level was not high.

The premise was not to encounter second-order professionals.

But the outer city was vast and sparsely populated, and the chance of encountering a second-order professional was a thousand times lower than in the inner city.

Before long, the motorcycle was speeding along, and had already entered the territory of the Cross Society in the south of the city.

This also meant that the number of enemies would drastically decrease.

But Su’en was not careless.

He knew very well that the guys from the Umbrella Organization, not having caught him, must have guessed that he was already in the outer city.

Su’en didn’t know what methods the other party had, but such a large organization would definitely not give up so easily.

He was very careful all the way, always on guard for someone chasing him.

The motorcycle was very fast, and at this speed, not to mention that ordinary people couldn’t catch up, even if someone was tracking him, they would be discovered instantly.

But no matter how careful he was, he was still pursued.

He had guarded against people, but there were other things.

While riding, Su’en suddenly noticed a red-eyed crow following his motorcycle.

After turning a corner, the crow was still following.

He shot at it casually, and the crow fell to the ground with a caw.

However, after this shot, Su’en had a very bad premonition.

In Old Lingdun, crows only liked to gather in the east of the city. Because only the old-school sorcerers of the Crow Gang would feed these ominous scavengers. Crows were their faith and their power.

Sure enough, his premonition became reality.

After Su’en killed the first crow, he gradually noticed that more and more crows were following him.

They were like surveillance cameras, their red eyes making people feel uneasy.

As the number of crows increased, Su’en fired a burst of shots, and the crows exploded into clouds of green blood mist.

In an instant, he recognized who the user of this ability was, and was surprised: “The ‘Plague Doctor’ Sergei of the Crow Gang! How could this guy be working for the Umbrella Organization?!”

……

Sergei was the younger brother of the Crow Gang’s leader, the ‘Crow Godfather’ Gwenbu, a terrifying old-school second-order professional.

These “old-school” alchemists all mastered some strange abilities, which were weird and very tricky.

This Sergei was a professional known as the “Plague Doctor”, proficient in various curses and tracking, killing people invisibly.

He was the one that even the executives of the Cross Society least liked to see.

Legend has it that Sergei had a tracking secret technique. As long as his crows swallowed the target’s blood, nails, or hair, his crows would help him find the target.

Seeing this flock of crows, Su’en had no doubt that he had been discovered.

At this moment, as he was about to raise his gun while riding the motorcycle, he felt a tickle in his throat, as if something was blocking it, and he retched.

The next second, with a “vomit” sound.

He suddenly spat out a feathered black crow, which cawed and flew away.

Seeing this, Su’en felt a chill in his heart: “Curse magic!”