Chapter 573: Wu Di’s Past
Baili Changqing led Zhang Yi to a private suite on the seventh floor.
From here, they could look down at the chaotic scene below—the wild revelry unfolding in the bar.
This was a place where people could indulge their deepest desires.
Burly men sat with bottles of alcohol in one hand and seductive women in the other, losing themselves in pleasure under the dim, hazy lights.
On the central stage, six scantily clad women danced under shifting blue lights, their movements enticing and sensual.
The atmosphere was decadent and intoxicating, a place where people surrendered to temptation.
Zhang Yi observed the scene and smirked. "Lively place."
Baili Changqing laughed. "What do you think? You like it here? Haha, you wouldn’t find a place in Tianhai City so easily."
Baili Changqing scratched his head helplessly. "Ah, right… I almost forgot. You’re already the undisputed ruler of Tianhai City."
Zhang Yi leaned back onto the sofa, lazily crossing his legs.
Baili Changqing asked, "What do you want to drink?"
Zhang Yi shook his head. "No alcohol. Drinking clouds judgment. You can relax now that you’re back in Blizzard City, but I came here for business."
Baili Changqing nodded. "Fair enough! So, what do you want to know? But let me say this upfront—there are some things I can tell you, and some things I can’t."
Zhang Yi smiled meaningfully. "Don’t worry, I’m not here to dig for secrets."
He locked eyes with Baili Changqing and said, "You know me. I have no interest in staying in Blizzard City. I just want to know—what exactly does this gathering require from us?"
Baili Changqing rubbed his hands together and sighed.
"This is actually related to Bian Junwu’s death."
Hearing Bian Junwu’s name, Zhang Yi’s expression turned solemn.
When they had taken down Yuan Kongye, Bian Junwu had played a crucial role.
Baili Changqing continued, "This was the first time a captain-level figure was killed in action. Headquarters is deeply concerned."
"If they keep sending top-tier Superhumans on missions, more high-level casualties will be inevitable."
"That’s why they’re mobilizing regional forces—to preserve the strength of Blizzard City’s elite fighters."
"And at the same time, this also helps avoid internal conflicts and allows for better management of the entire Jiangnan District."
Zhang Yi had already considered this possibility.
But what he really wanted to know was something else.
"Are they planning to enforce conscription?"
Zhang Yi was well aware that his strength was among the best in the entire Jiangnan District.
It was only a matter of time before his abilities became known.
And if one day headquarters forced him to join an investigation team, he wouldn’t be happy about it.
Baili Changqing fell silent.
After thinking for a moment, he finally said, "I honestly don’t know. But I can tell you this—recruiting powerful individuals has always been our priority."
"Blizzard City has a permanent population of over one million. Most of them aren’t even from here originally."
"Every resident goes through a rigorous selection process. If they don’t contribute enough, they’re expelled."
"And when we find talented people outside, we bring them in."
"That’s why, even someone as strong as Bian Junwu had to keep doing missions."
"He had a family to provide for. To maintain a high standard of living for them, he needed to keep earning points."
The Currency of Blizzard City: Points
Baili Changqing explained further.
"Money is useless here. Even jewels, gold, and silver are nothing more than scrap metal."
"The only real currency is points."
Zhang Yi took a sip of hot water, then asked slowly, "So, what you’re saying is… this grand assembly might select certain people to join headquarters’ investigation teams?"
Baili Changqing chuckled. "Hard to say!"
"But at the very least, for someone as outstanding as you? The higher-ups will definitely do everything in their power to keep you here."
Zhang Yi smirked at his teasing. "Well, if I do stay, you’ll have a hard time explaining certain things."
In the official mission report about Yuan Kongye’s death, Zhang Yi’s contributions had been deliberately downplayed.
If he suddenly showed his true strength, Baili Changqing would have trouble justifying it to Zhu Zheng.
Sure enough, Baili Changqing’s expression stiffened slightly.
He cleared his throat. "Don’t worry. I already told the commander that you’re strong, but your loyalty is questionable. If you joined the district, you could become an unstable factor."
"That’s what Zhu Zheng fears the most. As long as you don’t shine too brightly, he won’t force you to stay."
Zhang Yi nodded, feeling slightly reassured. "That’s good to hear."
Just then, the doorbell rang.
A waitress’s voice came through the intercom.
"Mr. Baili, someone is here to see you. It’s Wu Di from the Black Robe Squad."
Hearing this name, Zhang Yi frowned slightly.
Wu Di had always been hostile toward him, harboring a strange sense of animosity.
Zhang Yi had never liked him.
Baili Changqing explained, "Our squad members come here often to drink. You know how it is—investigation teams like us are constantly on the front lines, dancing on the edge of death. When we get free time, we go all out to enjoy ourselves."
Zhang Yi remained indifferent. "I don’t want to see him."
Baili Changqing smacked his forehead. "Ah, right. He really had it out for you back then!"
Then his expression turned serious. "But actually, I need to explain something to you."
Zhang Yi leaned back on the sofa, tilting his head as he listened.
Baili Changqing’s gaze became nostalgic as he slowly began to recount Wu Di’s past.
Wu Di wasn’t originally from Blizzard City.
He was someone Bian Junwu had saved during a mission.
Back then, Wu Di was just an ordinary office worker, struggling to survive in the apocalypse.
On the brink of death, Bian Junwu rescued him—and that was also the moment when Wu Di unexpectedly awakened his Superhuman ability.
From that day on, Wu Di had followed Bian Junwu everywhere.
To Wu Di, Bian Junwu wasn’t just his savior.
He was his mentor, the one who guided him in the world of Superhumans.
He was a father figure.
Baili Changqing sighed. "Wu Di doesn’t hate you personally. He resents anyone who might replace Bian Junwu."
"Because of Bian Junwu’s internal injuries, he could die at any time. And new team members only join when old ones die."
"So, when Bian Junwu started taking a liking to you—it meant he realized he didn’t have much time left."
"Wu Di couldn’t accept that. It became an obsession for him. Maybe in his mind, as long as no one new was brought in, Bian Junwu wouldn’t die."