Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Take Action!
Jingle.
The bell at the back door of the grocery store rang.
Matty looked puzzled; he didn’t recall inviting anyone else.
He stepped to the back door foyer and found a stranger in a black robe standing there.
He was sure he didn’t know the person, hadn’t even seen him in the town before.
Today was an important day, and he didn’t want to be disturbed by some random person.
"Who are you?"
The person in the black robe casually picked up the fish-shaped wood carving on the foyer and toyed with it in front of his eyes. "To buy something."
"I don’t sell my goods to outsiders."
Matty felt strange; he only recognized the residents of the town and was very resistant to outsiders.
If it were any other outsider daring to touch his goods with dirty hands, he would have cut off that hand long ago.
But today, seeing the black-robed person in front of him, he not only wasn’t angry but instinctively admired the other person.
Black-robed person: "Can’t you make an exception?"
Matty wanted to refuse, but inexplicably felt the other person was a good man and should help him, so he softened his tone.
"What do you want to buy?"
"The key to the pier where you’d execute postmen."
"You’re courting death!"
The words of the black-robed person struck at Matty’s deepest secret, even though he appreciated the other man, strong murderous intent surfaced in his heart.
He shouted, trying to use the trick he used on the former postman, to let the Divine Envoy possess him and weaken the black-robed person.
However, after activating the ability, his body only slightly swelled, resembling post-exercise muscle congestion, with no other change.
The person in the black robe remained unchanged, evidently unaffected.
Why would the Divine Envoy shelter an outsider?
Matty couldn’t understand.
The black-robed person leisurely said with a tone that saw through everything:
"It seems that as long as the Good and Evil Value and affinity are high enough, the power of the Divine Envoy cannot be activated."
Matty’s face turned more unsightly, although he didn’t understand what the black-robed person meant by Good and Evil Value and affinity, from the tone of the other party, he could tell the other party not only knew the Divine Envoy but also knew how to resist its power.
Who is he really?
How could an outsider know so much?!
Matty was both shocked and angry, but what surprised him even more was that even with the black-robed person revealing so many secrets, he still felt the other person was good and shouldn’t be attacked.
Witchcraft!
The other person must be a heretic using witchcraft on him!
"Damn bastard, even without the Divine Envoy’s power, I can tear you apart!"
Matty tried to make himself seem angry, trying to forcefully approach the black-robed person, attempting to use his absolute physical advantage to suppress him.
But without hostility in his heart, his fists and movements were gentle and slow; from his stance, he seemed more like he was trying to drive the black-robed person away rather than keeping him there.
Matty couldn’t bring himself to act, but the black-robed person could.
He raised his hand, and a silver revolver emerged from beneath his robe.
Seeing the gun’s muzzle, Matty cursed, wanting to dodge it, but the cramped environment of the back door foyer made it exceptionally difficult to turn.
Stuck in the narrow passage, he was like a fixed living target.
With six continuous gunshots, Matty’s limbs were hit, especially with two bullets in each knee, forcing him to kneel.
In front of him, the black-robed person reloaded and continued firing.
This time, the bullets hit the shoulders and arms.
The black-robed person let out a surprised sound, reloading once again...
It was unknown how many shots were fired before Matty, unable to withstand the weakness in his body, slowly lost consciousness.
Before fainting, only one thought was in his mind.
At such close range, to fire dozens of shots and miss all vital parts.
Could the person on the other side be a master of body sketching?
Watching Matty lose consciousness due to excessive blood loss, Wu Chang put away the Silver Dawn and let out a sigh of relief.
He wanted to capture Matty alive, not kill him, so he avoided hitting the vital parts, attacking only his limbs and joints.
Who knew Matty was a legendary endurance king, with health bar thickness off the charts, requiring five emptied clips to knock him out after his limbs were nearly turned into mince.
The situation went even more smoothly than he expected, with the Clone amassed by Rebirth of True Self not only inheriting his panel attributes but also perfectly carrying hidden attributes that were not displayed on the panel.
For instance, the hidden Good and Evil Value in the Peaceful Town Dungeon.
His main body, with an excess of work completed, stacked up the Good and Evil Value, successfully transferring it to the True Self, making Matty incapable of using the Divine Envoy’s power and even uncontrollably expressing kindness to the True Self.
It’s like playing a game where you know the monster in front of you wants to attack but it displays a green name above it.
Without the Divine Envoy’s power, Matty was just an ordinary mini-boss in a C-level dungeon, far outclassed by Liu Wei in terms of stats.
Additionally, his unwillingness to oppose the True Self further weakened his combat ability.
Multiple factors combined to render the battle one-sided.
[Imprison Matty, keep him from working, see if he’ll go mad that way!]
With the battle over, it’s time to fulfill the former postman’s blood-colored will filled with dark humor.
Matty ran a grocery store; the advantage of a grocery store is that no matter what you need, you can find a suitable substitute.
To be safe, he found several bundles of twine from the store and tied Matty up layer by layer.
Then he entered the storage room inside the grocery store, lifted a floorboard to reveal a passage to the underground, and dragged Matty inside.
Below the storage room was a simple dungeon.
The dungeon, only twenty to thirty square meters, had four to five dog-cage-like iron cages, piled with not yet completely decomposed bones.
This rat and maggot "buffet" emitted an indescribable terrifying odor, fermenting in the unventilated underground; just breathing in half a breath almost sent Wu Chang off.
This filthy beast really doesn’t care about hygiene.
The dungeon’s ceiling and walls were fixed with iron hooks and racks, and the large iron tables and chairs were filled with various torture devices, each stained with dark blood.
This dungeon, discovered by Wu Chang during a point check with Spirit Body, ought to be Matty’s private "game room."
Matty’s mastery during the execution of the former postman likely honed here.
Thanks to Matty’s special hobby, he didn’t have to worry about where to imprison him.
He tossed Matty into the iron cage, where the scent of fresh blood had the rats and maggots in the pile of bones restless.
Disdainfully glancing at the iron cage, he mentally scolded the filthy animal for not cleaning, now being the prisoner, he’ll understand the importance of a tidy environment.
Because of the accurate information Matty provided, the action didn’t alert any townspeople.
Cleaning the bloodstains at the foyer, Wu Chang deployed the True Self around the grocery store to prevent Matty from breaking free and escaping the dungeon, and in case other townsfolk noticed anything unusual, to relocate Matty promptly.
Although curious about the Divine Envoy’s intelligence, interrogating Matty had to be postponed.
He returned to the post office, changed into formal attire, and carrying a letter of introduction, headed straight to the mayor’s house.
Today was the day he was to enter the town council; according to Morena, a grand event awaited him in the evening.