Three days have passed.

A new task is about to be triggered.

Su Xin found some rare free time.

While waiting for the task to trigger, he instantly teleported back to the training base on the island and replenished all key members with five Life Talismans.

Because, after observing and testing over the past three days, Lin Zixiang commented that everyone’s training results have indeed improved to varying degrees.

This is undoubtedly the effect of the Life Talisman.

Now, by increasing everyone’s supply to five Life Talismans, it’s expected that the training results will further improve.

Anyway, his supply of Life Talismans is endless.

It’s just a pity that he himself can’t enjoy the amplifying effect brought by the Life Talismans, as he has the Exercise Maniac superpower, enhancing his physique according to specific rules, unrelated to training efficiency.

After replenishing everyone’s Life Talismans, Su Xin looked at the excited faces of the group and loudly declared:

“Starting today, each of you will have five Life Talismans on you, which means you have five resurrection opportunities, and everyday injuries can be healed using the Life Force in the Talismans.”

“Next, feel free to train boldly, don’t fear getting hurt or dying.”

“You also don’t have to worry about depleting the Life Talismans reducing your available resurrection count. I promise, if anyone dies, just report your death count to your superiors in time, and I’ll periodically replenish your Talismans…”

“Quantity unlimited! Enough for everyone!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was overjoyed.

An unlimited supply of Life Talismans is almost equivalent to having countless lives for them, making it genuinely possible to act recklessly from now on.

As for whether Su Xin might be exaggerating, no one doubted it.

Seeing everyone’s faces filled with joy, Su Xin nodded in satisfaction and continued with a smile:

“You also don’t have to worry about needing to achieve anything in return or meeting any standards. None of that is required! This is a benefit you can enjoy unconditionally.”

“As long as you show enough potential and value, similar benefits won’t be lacking in the future.”

“You don’t need to worry about exhausting too many Life Talismans being a burden to me. For me, it’s just a trivial matter. There’s always more than enough.”

Su Xin’s words almost openly told everyone—feel free to die boldly, don’t worry, I’ll provide you with unlimited resurrection tokens.

Everyone was increasingly shocked and overjoyed.

For Su Xin, Life Talismans were indeed limitless, and not only that, consuming each Life Talisman benefited him by contributing to his karma points.

This is why he encouraged everyone to give their all in training and combat.

Although repeated resurrections of the same person within a short time significantly reduce karma point gains, it’s better to have them than not.

What’s more, their intense training greatly benefits the improvement of their abilities.

Their enhanced superpowers and physique ultimately offer advantages to Su Xin.

This is truly a win-win situation.

While Su Xin was thinking this, coincidentally, he suddenly sensed a Life Talisman being triggered, followed by several more being triggered in succession.

“Huh?”

Su Xin’s eyes shifted.

…

At this moment, in a small city thousands of miles away, a figure shrouded entirely in shadow was swiftly shuttling between buildings.

In mid-air, two helicopters were tightly pursuing the black shadow figure below.

“Ratatat!!”

Intense gunfire continuously rang out from above.

Countless bullets were wildly shooting at the black figure, but those that occasionally hit him were blocked by the mysterious black substance on his surface, unable to harm him at all.

“Damn! How is this guy’s superpower so strong? Not even a machine gun can kill him?”

In one of the helicopters, a middle-aged man with a stubbly beard was observing the black figure below through binoculars, cursing under his breath.

At that moment, an urgent voice suddenly came through his earpiece:

“Report, sir! Those people have resurrected!”

“Requesting support! Requesting support!”

“Get out of the way!”

The middle-aged man with the stubble was taken aback:

“What? Those people have resurrected?”

His face changed, and no longer able to continue the pursuit of the black figure below, he immediately ordered:

“Turn around immediately! Go back to support!”

The driver beside him promptly turned and opened communications to notify the other helicopter to also turn around.

On the ground.

The black figure noticed that the bullets pursuing him had suddenly ceased and turned to look.

Seeing the two helicopters having given up the pursuit and turned around, he felt a surge in his heart:

“Looks like the brothers have resurrected.”

This black figure was none other than Tao Long, the original Nirvana Association president with the Shadow Stream superpower.

Since he submitted to Su Xin and became a member of the Dawn Association’s inspection team, he had been handing over his authority and duties within the organization these past few days. After completing the handover, he returned to the front line as a captain in the combat unit.

Initially, the change in his position and status was indeed unfamiliar to Tao Long, but he never harbored dissatisfaction.

Firstly, because Su Xin’s strength was far above his own, overpowering the entire organization.

Secondly, the Dawn Association’s development has indeed been thriving under Su Xin’s leadership, elevating superpower users’ status far beyond what it was before, which made Tao Long completely convinced of Su Xin.

Lastly, Su Xin treated him fairly, never holding grudges over past animosities from when he was the Nirvana Association’s leader, nor targeting or suppressing him, but treating him just like any ordinary member. This made him feel like he was joining a completely new organization from scratch rather than being a defeated leader.

So after staying in his new position for some time, he gradually adapted to his new identity and had no grievances about his present life.

In his view, yielding to Su Xin was an extraordinary opportunity.

Recently, he led a small team to this location to carry out a mission investigating a significant case suspected to involve superpower users.

Initially, they had gathered some clues, but today they faced a fierce assault from local warlord forces, with half their group quickly killed or injured.

Braving the downpour of bullets, he barely managed to kill some opponents but found the numbers growing, so he had to exhibit immense combat power to divert the enemy’s attention, buying time for his comrades’ resurrection.

Now that the two helicopters above had abandoned pursuing him, the pursuers in the rear were likely also returning, suggesting his comrades had completed their resurrection and pressured the enemies enough to draw them back for support.

“Judging by the time, it should be about right…”

“Well then, it’s time to show you my true combat power, Tao Long!”

Tao Long’s steps suddenly stopped as he paused in his rapid rush, his whole form shrouded in shadow twisting into a pair of wings.

“Whoosh!”

With one flap of the wings.

Tao Long’s body soared into the air.

Having awakened his superpower for over ten years, his mastery over the Shadow Stream was adept and smooth, allowing him to transform into wings and fly like a bird with ease.

The speed was no slower than a helicopter.

The distance between them gradually shortened.

The people in the helicopter soon noticed Tao Long, who was like a big black bird, and started attacking in alarm.

But Tao Long’s body technique was very nimble, ducking and dodging in mid-air to skillfully evade most of the bullets from the machine guns.

Bullets that did hit him were blocked by the Shadow Stream, causing him only slight pain, unable to truly injure him.

Soon enough, Tao Long caught up with the helicopter, mercilessly killing everyone on board, letting both helicopters crash down.

“Not bad at all!”

Watching all this through Five Senses Sharing, Su Xin couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction.

“Truly worthy of being rated as a B-grade all-round type combat power.”

“Well, he was, after all, the former president of the Nirvana Association, so having such strength does make sense.”

For these core members executing tasks outside, he initially embedded them with two or three Life Talismans, meaning they could only resurrect two or three times, but he didn’t bother to make a special trip to them.

Based on Tao Long’s demonstrated combat strength, it seems unlikely he would die that many times anyway.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep