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Chapter 28 Convenience Store Fake Person

At 11:30 p.m., Liang Junjie arrived at the old-style residential building where Huo Zhenhui lived, as agreed.

From afar, he could see that the windows on the third floor were still lit, and he could faintly smell the aroma of stir-fried dishes. Liang Junjie walked upstairs as if he knew the way well, and then knocked on the door of Huo Zhenhui's house.

With a creak, the door opened, and Huo Zhenhui, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, appeared.

"Brother Jie! Brother Jie! Come in quickly, just in time, we've finished cooking the last dish."

Liang Junjie walked into the somewhat crowded but still tidy living room. Cai Guoquan, whose hairstyle was unexpected, was also there, sitting at the coffee table with a can of beer on it.

"Old Cai? When did you arrive?" Liang Junjie asked jokingly from the side.

Cai Guoquan pushed up his glasses, his expression as tired and serious as ever, but now it seemed a little unnatural.

"I just happened to meet a client nearby, and Lao Hui mentioned the convenience store downstairs in the group chat. Since it was on my way, I thought I'd come over and grab a late-night snack while I'm at it~"

After saying that, he pointed to the several cooked dishes he had brought from outside that were laid out on the coffee table.

Liang Junjie had always respected his good brother. Cai Guoquan appeared calm and rational on the surface, but he was incredibly caring towards his friends, especially after being introduced to the cultivation world through the group.

"Alright, let's eat first."

Huo Zhenhui brought out the last two dishes of stir-fry, and the three of them ate and chatted while drinking beer and cola. The topic ranged from their recent cultivation experiences to complaints about work, and even escalated to national affairs, but inevitably ended up talking about the night shift delivery guy at the convenience store downstairs.

"I think he's not normal," Huo Zhenhui said, taking a swig of beer and then lowering his voice.

"He's the kind of person who has an empty look in his eyes, and when he looks at you, it's like he's looking at a piece of meat, but his daily actions are no different from those of a normal person."

"I've been observing him for several days. He changes shifts at 2 a.m., and the employee there is absolutely no problem during the day."

After listening, Cai Guoquan pondered and said, "According to the description in 'Identification of Low-Level Pseudo-Humans' in the group file sent by A-Jie, when low-level pseudo-humans imitate human behavior, they may exhibit inhuman flaws such as unfocused eyes and delayed emotional responses when extremely tired or under environmental stimulation. It would be best to observe them up close or test them with spiritual power."

"That's why we called Brother Jie here. With Brother Jie here, who cares if he's a fake or not, one sword and it'll be over!"

Liang Junjie didn't accept the compliment immediately. Instead, he carefully inquired about the shop assistant's physical characteristics and shift schedule.

He knew that if it really was a low-level imposter, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with. The trouble was how to clean up the mess and figure out how this thing had gotten into the residential area and convenience store.

After finishing their late-night snack and tidying up, it was nearly 1 a.m. The three of them turned off the main lights, leaving only a small nightlight, and took turns observing the convenience store downstairs from the window. The streets were nearly deserted, making the convenience store's light stand out starkly in the darkness.

At 1:40, the night shift worker known as "Ah Ming" appeared at the store entrance, taking over from the previous employee. Liang Junjie stared intently, his divine sense tentatively probing towards the convenience store like invisible tentacles.

The distance was a bit far, and with Liang Junjie's current cultivation level, his senses were somewhat blurry. But soon, he caught a very faint sense of emptiness, completely different from the one from the shop assistant earlier, and there was also a faint fishy smell.

"It does have the aura of a fake, but it's much weaker than the ones I've encountered at comic conventions before. Is it a defective product or... about to lose its form?" Liang Junjie analyzed in his mind.

"He's a fake. You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look," Liang Junjie said to his two friends.

"Brother Jie, be careful!" Huo Zhenhui said nervously. Cai Guoquan silently took out his phone.

The recording function was turned on to help Liang Junjie record the event, so that it could be used for future analysis of pseudo-human science.

Liang Junjie put on the Water Flower Cloak, pulled up the hood, and silently appeared on the side of the convenience store in the shadows of the stairwell.

Instead of going straight in, he went around to the back of the convenience store, to the alley where miscellaneous items were piled up, where there was an inconspicuous back door.

He probed the interior space with his divine sense and confirmed that there were no customers inside. Ah Ming was standing blankly behind the counter, staring at the empty cash register screen, his lips moving unconsciously.

After confirming the timing.

Liang Junjie used his stealth technique to push open the door and enter with swift movements.

"Welcome, Diudiu Ni."

The automatic welcome message startled Liang Junjie.

Amin turned his head slowly, trying to force a professional smile, but the smile was stiff, his eyes were empty, and deep inside there was a violent rage.

"Welcome..." the hoarse voice had barely left its mouth.

Liang Junjie moved like a ghost, closing in instantly. He pointed his left hand, forming a sword shape with his fingers, and placed the spiritual flame containing the "Starfire Technique" between his fingers right in the center of Ah Ming's forehead!

"Uh! Ho! Ah..."

The dummy's body trembled violently, and under its skin, it seemed as if countless tiny insects were wriggling. Its facial features began to distort and melt.

Amin's form rapidly disintegrated, revealing beneath his body a blurry, ever-changing mass of grayish-white mist. At the center of this mist, a dark red dot of light flickered faintly.

With a flick of his right hand, Liang Junjie unleashed the spiritual energy from the scabbard of the Fire Umbrella Sword, piercing fiercely into the dark red light spot!

"Pfft!"

With a soft pop, the thing seemed like a punctured bubble. The grayish-white mist contracted violently and then completely dissipated into the air, leaving only a faint fishy odor and a rich spiritual energy, which Liang Junjie passively absorbed. The stench quickly dissipated, and the spiritual energy was completely refined by Liang Junjie.

Liang Junjie didn't waste any words from beginning to end. He picked up the employee uniform jacket that had fallen on the ground, then used a wisp of true fire spiritual power to burn it to ashes and clean up the scene. The whole process took only a dozen seconds.

Then he walked out of the convenience store through the back door as if nothing had happened, and closed the door behind him.

When he returned to Huo Zhenhui's house, Cai Guoquan had already stopped recording.

"Resolved? So fast?" Huo Zhenhui peered out the window and saw Liang Junjie go in and come out again, as if nothing had happened.

Liang Junjie went upstairs and briefly explained what he had discovered: "He is very weak. He probably wandered out by accident and was attracted by something here."

"Has anything unusual happened in your neighborhood lately? Like a small animal going missing, or someone noticing a strange smell?"

Huo Zhenhui shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of it.

"Anyway, the matter has been resolved. Be careful at night from now on. If you feel anything is wrong, say so in the group immediately."

After Liang Junjie finished speaking, he patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"Old Cai, send me the video later, I'm off."

By the time I got home, it was already well past midnight.

Huo Chuyu's room remained quiet, as if she were already asleep. After washing up, Liang Junjie lay in bed for a while, pondering, "Do Nascent Soul cultivators need to sleep?"

Then a familiar drowsiness and pulling sensation surged in, and his special dream training was about to begin again.