Category: Covert Agent Yang-BOOK1

–Oh, Mr. Yang! I’ve heard so much about you.– As soon as he entered the room, the man wearing an exaggerated fur coat came out from behind the large desk and gave Yang Zicang a hug. –You know my surname is Yang?– After they parted, Yang Zicang looked at this fat-headed, big-eared man with a…

Ning Yang nodded somewhat awkwardly, essentially conceding that the rumor of Jiazi Term single-handedly dominating the entire Peng Zone wasn’t baseless. Zhao Qi remarked in surprise, –So there really is someone that formidable. And a guy like that went and became a thief?– –He didn’t steal anything—it was just a misunderstanding.– –Oh?– Zhao Qi’s eyes…

In the forest, Sue Ching ran while contacting Peng Zone several miles away. {What? Are you serious? Ah Qing is gone, and this one is a fake?} In the sensory transmission, the head of security within Peng Zone listened to Su Li’s words and exclaimed in astonishment. –Yes, when I sensed something was off and…

However, this fake Sue Ching, who was in the midst of crafting the Shin Engine, was only slightly surprised. –Hurry up and leave. I’m not open for business today.– Sue Ching didn’t spare a glance at the other boss standing by Yang Zicang just outside the door. He raised his leather-gloved hand, picked up a…

As the Paleshade Wyrm tore apart the monster’s psychokinetic form, the burrowing crocodile beast gradually ceased struggling. –It bit your wheels.– Yang Zicang, dressed in work trousers and a khaki jacket, approached from afar. His outfit screamed –immense wealth,– instantly drawing the gaze of the group ahead. Several wagon drivers came over to dig in…

–I just wanted to ask around, but it seems you really know something.– The old man stared straight into Sue Ching’s eyes. –Think back to your customer, the man with the surname Gu—recall his formula and the process at the time.– A dull ache throbbed in Sue Ching’s forehead. –What do you mean?– [I offset…

The patchwork of vegetation and earth before them, though much smaller in area and far more barren than when they first saw it, was still an exceptionally rare sight in the Shibin Wastes—a piece of the Sightfall so vast appearing all at once was already a near-miracle. –This was originally a marvel of the Shibin…

–He cannot be allowed to leave, or many will die.– The air behind Yang Zicang began to tremble. The grayish-white, translucent nightmare swiftly coiled through the air, surging into the distance. The fleeing monster suddenly stopped atop the highest hill, its gaze fixed upon the vast, boundless black soil stretching endlessly ahead. –A new world…–…

Chin Mong turned to look at the six figures running across the distant horizon into the harsh wasteland of black soil and gravel—also six streaks of golden light. [Bestowing Complete Fragment: No. 2.] [Bestowing Complete Fragment: No. 3.] This was the color he had given to them. ~(Oh famous little Mong, your reputation is practically…

Yang Zicang sprinted with his eyes shut, relying entirely on Shenyin’s Awareness of the environment, never daring to look back. Panic. Rejection. Abandoned by heaven and earth. The monster closed its eyes, savoring this sudden surge of emotions, and let out a soft sigh. –I see. The ability to communicate with all things is indeed…