Ransacking the yellow light area of the North Society, as well as all the gold in Mr. K's safe, the largest gang organization in the space city was destroyed, Mu Yang also completed a series of transactions on the dark web with buyers such as "the cat who was suffocated to death", and laundered all the stolen goods and money.

Now he has 100 million in cash.

In order to prevent the excessive flow of cash from being suspected by the government, Mu Yang controlled strangers who had no intersection in many places and through the technique of seizure, opened secret accounts in banks, and scattered some of the money in his hands under the names of these people. And the person who was taken away didn't know what was going on after he woke up, and he didn't know that there was an inexplicable extra card in his name, which contained tens of millions of dollars.

As a dream master, he has already revealed small flaws in this world. Mr. K's dying vision was a bad sign.

There is no way to do this, and the more you use the art of snatching, the more clues you will leave behind. No matter how careful you are, you can't erase all the traces.

The only thing he can do now is to improve his strength as much as possible before he is exposed to the world one day.

If you can reach the level of the ninth, tenth, or even the mind master, then you can control your own destiny. Even if his identity as a dream master was exposed, no one would dare to deal with him openly.

On the other hand, Mu Yang also secretly applied for a body in another cloning company, and its appearance and body were all the same as "Zhao Conception".

Even though the contact person named Gao Lao had already suspected the identity of "Zhao Conception", Mu Yang still decided to squeeze out the last remaining value of this identity and then abandon it.

As long as it wasn't for the Black Gold Group's Huangfu Fuhuo to notice him, Mu Yang would have the confidence to deal with the next wave of attacks from the middle level of a group.

A month later, the classmate "Zhao Concept", who disappeared from the scene of the gang's explosion, was resurrected with full blood.

……

Wu Ya, who had a ponytail and was wearing a school uniform, lay lonely on the bed, breaking the petals one by one: "Tomorrow is sunny, tomorrow is rainy, tomorrow is sunny......"

Bai Lingyang's blown-up face rested on the head of the bed, looking at her worriedly.

Ever since the strange newborn disappeared for a week, Uya had maintained this harmless autism for about a few days.

Even fools can see her intentions.

"It's not going to go on like this." Bai Lingyang was extremely worried, and while entrusting people to investigate the whereabouts of "Zhao Conceived" everywhere, he fed and fed Wu Ya at a fixed time every day to prevent her from dying in the dormitory.

But no matter which step you check, you can't find Zhao Conceive's life resume and family background. It's as if this person jumped out of a crack in the stone, without relatives and no reason.

"Did he smuggle in from another planet?"

For the sake of Wuya, Bai Lingyang only gritted his teeth, entrusted his brother who served in the army, contacted the second largest gangster force in the space city, "Cripple", and checked the records of all the snakehead stowaways.

For this matter, she was severely criticized by her elders at the family meeting, and at a young age, she dealt with indiscreet social figures.

Bai Lingyang was born in a family, and her family education was strict since she was a child, and her parents restrained her with the requirements of everyone's ladies in everything, which was diametrically opposed to Wu Ya's willful and rebellious life.

However, they have become best friends.

To Bai Lingyang's disappointment, even if he entrusted the gangster forces, he still did not find the slightest clue about Zhao Conception.

In desperation, she shook the head of Wuya's bed, and said in a consultative tone: "You haven't gotten out of bed for almost a month, and your body is going to collapse if you continue like this...... Otherwise, let's go to a nightclub tonight. ”

On weekdays, Bai Lingyang is often the one who admonishes, and she doesn't want fate to play with people, so she actually took the initiative to beg Wu Ya to go to a nightclub one day.

Wu Ya was still motionless, but the huge tears could no longer be controlled and fell: "I don't want it, he will be unhappy if he knows it......"

……

At the same time, there are not only people looking for the Tiger Academy, Bai Lingyang.

In the second week after Mu Yang disappeared, Yang Mou, who was sitting in the office after a day of official business, remembered this interesting little boy and made a phone call to his nephew Yang Fan: "Is Zhao Xiancheng back?" You go to the South Campus to find him, let him come up once, I have something to look for him. ”

Yang Fan said helplessly: "No." He hadn't been seen in two weeks. ”

"Not yet?" Yang Mou was slightly surprised. There must also be a limit to willfulness, not coming to school for a week, that is personality, it is the privilege of geniuses to let go; I haven't been here for two weeks, and it's been a little too much.

Yang Mou still has a lot of things on hand. Soon after he put down the phone, he quickly forgot about the little thing.

……

One day three weeks later, Yang Mou, who was sitting in front of the computer desktop and had just finished his report, rubbed his eyes, and suddenly thought of the little boy named Mu Yang again.

He dialed Yang Fan's mobile phone: "Zhao ......"

"Second uncle, I've said it all. He didn't come back. Yang Fan's voice on the other end of the phone was still helpless.

"Haven't come back yet?" At this time, Yang Mou realized that something might have happened to "Zhao Concept". With just a few hours of contact between the two, Yang Mou's evaluation was that this little guy was very talented, but he was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. No matter what the other person causes outside of school, he will not be surprised.

If you want to be a different student...... There are also some old students who go out to mix in society, or use their identities as telekinesis to take on some private jobs that are on the edge of the law. Once something happens, Tiger Academy's consistent attitude is not too lazy to talk nonsense with them, just expel them from the school.

But only about this Zhao conception...... Yang Mou sat at his desk, thought for a long time, and finally decided to help him.

He put down the phone with his nephew and made another call to a friend.

"Hey, give me a turn Director Wang, okay, thank you."

……

"I'm sorry for you, Lao Wang, I'll invite you to dinner next time we meet."

Yang Mou mobilized his own power and spread out the entire space city to find Zhao Mousse.

With his interpersonal relationships, the search strength that spreads out is dozens of times stronger than Bai Lingyang's, as long as he is still in the space city, even a mouse can be caught from under the earth's crust.

But to his surprise again, a week later, all the old friends called back, and the reply was that there was no such person.

No.

No.

Not here, not there.

Some people even wonder if Yang Mou is making a fake fake and making a joke with his old friends?

Yang Mou put down the phone and fell into deep thought.

……

Mu Yang opened his eyes from the darkness.

Using the power of ten thousand souls, as well as the reinforcement of the three types of green worm blood, he finally broke through the shackles of the third order and successfully reached the fourth order.

From the first order that woke up from the eternal dream to the current fourth order, with the help of the soul seed, it only took Mu Yang less than two months to go far from the path that ninety-nine percent of the telekinesis might not be able to reach in a lifetime.

The horror of the soul seed can be seen. It can turn a fool into a genius and a genius into a god.

The milky white telekinesis, which had gradually transformed into a semi-liquid state, slowly surrounded Mu Yang's side, like layers of faint clouds.

"Huh? It's kind of interesting. ”