Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2892: Chapter 2893: Strange Man

"I’m so jealous I could die. I bust my ass just to scrape together ten thousand points, and that guy casually throws out over a million with one move!"

"Let’s see what kind of mission he’s posting. Maybe this windfall will land right on our heads!"

The customer service girl was excited too. After all, a transaction this big meant huge benefits for her as well.

Not to mention, just the commission alone was a nice chunk of change.

So she neatly and efficiently posted the information Xue An had provided, and considerately pinned it to the top of the homepage.

In an instant, the light screens in the hall lit up with the message Xue An had submitted.

But that was only the tip of the iceberg. At the same moment, the mission Xue An posted was being pushed out through all kinds of channels, flooding to every corner.

Countless people saw this high-priced bounty and started moving the moment they caught wind of it.

Xue An rejected the customer service girl’s request to add him and chat privately, then turned and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Because of the special status of the Treasure Pavilion, as long as there was any progress on the mission, Xue An would be notified immediately so long as he was in the Netherworld Ghost Market. So waiting here or not didn’t make a difference.

Besides, Xue An had something much more important in mind.

But just as he stepped out of the Treasure Pavilion’s doors, he heard a shrill string of curses.

"You damn dog, me talking to you is looking up to you, and you dare ignore me? Today I’m gonna teach you a lesson you won’t forget!"

Along with the shouting, a figure was punching and kicking a man lying in the street, the blows vicious and ruthless.

And the one being beaten was none other than the man who had been curled up by the Treasure Pavilion’s door just moments ago.

He was covering his head with his hands, lying on the ground and letting that figure rain blows down on him. He didn’t just fail to resist, he didn’t even let out a single groan.

The more silent he remained, the angrier the attacker became.

"Oh? Playing mute with me now, huh? Fine, I’ll grant your wish today!"

By the end, there was already a hint of killing intent in the man’s tone, and his strikes grew even more vicious, every blow aimed at the victim’s vital spots.

Just as the man was about to be beaten to death, a hand appeared out of nowhere and intercepted the punch that was about to smash into his temple.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the attacker staggered back several steps, then burst out in a fury.

"Who the hell are you? You dare meddle in my business?"

His tone was wildly arrogant.

Xue An strolled over unhurriedly and said calmly, "Me."

The oppressive aura coming off Xue An made the attacker freeze for a moment, but he quickly sneered.

"Kid, do you know who I am? If you know what’s good for you, get lost while you still can. Otherwise you’re gonna regret it."

Xue An laughed.

He actually recognized this thug.

It was the same Number Twenty-Five he’d seen earlier at the Hundred Benevolence Store auction.

Even though his face had always been shrouded in mist, that domineering aura on him hadn’t changed at all.

So when he heard Number Twenty-Five’s blustering, Xue An only chuckled.

"Funny you say that, I’ve actually been craving something good to eat lately."

"Courting death!" Number Twenty-Five was livid, and he swung a fist at Xue An.

He’d only come to the Treasure Pavilion to see what the fuss was about, and happened to run into the man curled up by the door.

Like every first-timer here, he’d been very curious about this man, so he tried to chat with him.

But the guy wouldn’t even look at him, just kept muttering to himself.

After a few tries, Number Twenty-Five lost patience first and lashed out in anger.

To Number Twenty-Five—who feared neither heaven nor earth and always saw himself as the center of the world—he’d already taken the initiative to talk to the guy, and the guy didn’t even respond. If that wasn’t an insult, what was?

He hadn’t expected someone else to step in halfway, and there was no way Number Twenty-Five would let that slide.

But in the next instant, he felt a surging force slam into him, and then he was lifted off the ground and sent flying.

And that wasn’t the end.

Xue An’s figure was already waiting at the spot where he landed. Before he could even steady himself, Xue An whipped out a slap.

Smack!

With a crisp, echoing crack, Number Twenty-Five spun in place like a top a few times before finally collapsing.

"You..." Number Twenty-Five was furious, just about to say more.

Xue An had no patience for this kind of clown. He merely raised an eyebrow.

"Scram. Or next time, what lands on your head won’t be just a slap."

Number Twenty-Five shuddered, realizing he’d run into a real monster. He didn’t dare talk back anymore. He scrambled to his feet and bolted away.

But once he felt he’d gotten far enough to be safe, he immediately turned and shouted at Xue An, "Kid, just you wait! We’re not done!"

For this kind of jumping jackass, Xue An didn’t even feel like sparing an extra glance. He stepped over to the man on the ground.

Right now the man was lying there covered in bruises and cuts. The two hands that had been shielding his face were limp and hanging, blood dripping down from his fingers.

Xue An frowned. Number Twenty-Five really had gone overboard.

Then Xue An crouched down. "How are you?"

The man’s body trembled slightly, and he painstakingly moved his injured hands away, revealing a face filled with panic and unease.

Xue An let out a soft sigh and let his palm glide lightly over the man’s body.

Where his hand passed, a faint radiance flowed down, and the injuries knit themselves back together.

"How do you feel now?"

The man just stared blankly at Xue An.

"It’s useless. I already told you he’s a complete lunatic." Shu Jingchu drifted up beside Xue An and said softly.

But right then, the man began muttering under his breath.

"Another day begins. This is the one thousand three hundred and twenty-first time I’ve lived through the same day. I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve tried every method I could think of, but I still can’t get out. All the brothers who came here with me are already dead..."

His murmurs weren’t loud, but Xue An was close, so he heard every word clearly.

That made his heart stir.

Because back when he’d first spoken to this man, there’d been a sentence that caught his attention.

Anyway, every day is the same!

At first listen, it sounded like it didn’t mean much. But thinking it over, it was full of strangeness.

Why would he say that?

At the time, Xue An hadn’t been able to figure it out. But hearing the man’s mutters now, he suddenly felt a chill.

Could it be that everything he said was true?

He had really lived through countless copies of the exact same day?

"What do you mean? What do you mean ’the same day’? What exactly happened to you?" Xue An asked softly.

But in the next instant, the man snapped and went crazy.

"I don’t know, I really don’t know aaaaaaaah!"