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Man From Another Wold Chapter 43: The Listening Ear
Darkness still clouded Hansen’s vision as he slowly opened his eyes, squinting bit by bit. The scent of sandalwood and synthetic leather still lingered in the air. The car was still moving, its gentle vibrations palpable beneath his body.His eyes briefly scanned the surroundings—luxurious interior ceiling, dim lighting, and a spiritual metal partition enclosing the space where he was held. But none of that truly worried him.He exhaled slowly... and closed his eyes again.The sedative? Useless.As a Foundation-Level Cultivator, his body had long developed immunity against mid-tier toxins, including neurotoxic gas like that. But pretending to be unconscious was the fastest way into the heart of the enemy's den.‘Let them think I’m out. The more intel I gather before I act, the better,’ he thought.Several minutes passed in silence before Ethan's voice could be heard from the other side of the partition.“Yes, we’re almost there,” Ethan’s voice came through a phone call. Calm, yet seri
Man From Another Wold Chapter 44: A Flash in the Darkness
The blue flash hadn’t fully faded when dust and alarms filled the room. The spiritual explosion from Hansen’s lightning summoning had severely damaged the security system. One by one, the light crystals went out, leaving flickers of fire from overloaded electrical panels.The first three guards collapsed, their suits emitting smoke—useless against the pure energy assault.Behind a one-way mirror, the head scientist—an older man with graying hair and eyes as sharp as needles—watched the monitor with growing alarm.“How did he break through?! That should be impossible without an assistive device!”The assistant beside him typed frantically, panic on her face. “Energy levels are rising… now beyond Foundation Stage threshold. It’s unstable… he’s channeling power from an external source!”“External?!” the scientist turned sharply. “What do you mean?!”“An external entity… something directly connected to the atmosphere! It’s like he’s drawing energy from the sky itself!”Meanwhile, amidst t
Man From Another Wold Chapter 45: The Arrival of Thorax
Heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor leading to the laboratory’s main chamber. The rhythm was steady, slow—yet each step seemed to compress the very air around it, making the remaining guards tense up instantly.From the dark corridor, a massive figure finally emerged.Thorax.Leader of the Western Black Tiger.Over two meters tall, his body was clad in gleaming black armor lined with glowing red veins that looked like molten magma. His hair was shaved close, and his face seemed carved from steel—expressionless. In his left hand, he held a black helmet resembling a horned tiger’s head.Two guards tried to speak, but their bodies trembled. Their fear wasn’t born from military authority—it was the fear born of reputation.He wasn’t just a crime syndicate leader. He was a former soldier from the living weapon project.Half-human. Half-experiment.Thorax stopped before the shattered doorway, broken earlier by Hansen’s burst of energy. His eyes scanned the wreckage, the fallen bodies,
Man From Another Wold Chapter 46: The Secret Behind the Wound
Smoke and dust still lingered heavily in the underground chamber. The sound of cracking walls and creaking metal echoed slowly with the passing time.Kira bit her lip behind the shadow of a half-destroyed weapon rack. Her eyes were locked on the tablet screen, which continued processing the data from the last collision.“Their power... it’s equivalent to a collision between two missiles.”A heavy, raspy voice broke the silence.“I... haven’t lost yet.”Thorax.Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his body remained standing—though trembling. His left arm hung uselessly, bones broken, and part of his armor was blackened, melted by heat and lightning.But his gaze was not extinguished.A few meters in front of him, Hansen knelt with one hand bracing his body on the floor. His breath was ragged, parts of his clothing were scorched, and the lightning flowing through his body began to destabilize.Yet he managed a faint smile.“Not bad... for a half-machine.”Thorax took a slow
Man From Another Wold CHAPTER 1: AWAKENING IN A STRANGE WORLD
His head felt heavy, his thoughts still hazy as his eyelids slowly opened. The ceiling light was blinding, making him blink a few times before realizing he was lying in an unfamiliar place. A luxurious hotel room, a soft bed, and... a young woman sleeping beside him. His eyes narrowed. Who was she? His heartbeat quickened, not because of the woman’s presence, but because he suddenly realized—this wasn’t his body! He tried to recall… and then the memories came crashing down like a storm. He was Harold, the supreme martial arts master in the cultivation world. He had conquered countless sects, mastered the highest techniques, and became a living legend. But glory always attracted hatred. The person he trusted the most… his own fiancée… had stabbed him in the back. The woman he protected and empowered had handed him over to his enemies. Yet, the most painful part wasn’t her betrayal—it was the fact that his own younger brother was the mastermind behind it all. "I won’t let you live
Man From Another Wold CHAPTER 2: A NEW WORLD, A NEW LIFE
Hansen walked out of the bathroom calmly, dressed in the same clothes he had worn the night before. The air in the hotel room felt much quieter than earlier. His eyes scanned the room, and he quickly realized—Lauren was gone.He didn't think much of it, but his gaze momentarily caught a faint red stain left on the bed.He stared at it briefly, then took a short breath. No particular emotion surfaced within him.In his past life, before his engagement, he had been with many women.As the supreme martial arts master, women had flocked to him like moths to a flame. They admired him, idolized him, and many willingly gave themselves to him. In his old world, such relationships were commonplace.However, in this world, it seemed different norms applied. Lauren had clearly been panicked and shocked earlier. Perhaps, for a girl like her, last night was not something ordinary.But that wasn’t his concern.Sitting at the edge of the bed, he gazed out through the large window overlooking the cit
Man From Another Wold CHAPTER 3: HEALING AN ILLNESS
The conversation between Hansen and the old man attracted the attention of many people around. Some stopped to watch, while others sneered and whispered among themselves."Young people these days... selling charms? Who would believe that?""Right, this is the age of technology, not magic!"Despite the ridicule, one person stood out from the rest.An elderly man sat in a wheelchair, observing Hansen with a sharp gaze. His body appeared weak, but his eyes exuded authority. Beside him stood a graceful young woman. She had long, flowing hair, a gentle face, and clear eyes—so beautiful that she caught the attention of many passersby.The old man finally spoke."Young man," his voice was deep and commanding, "you say your charm can cure diseases?"Hansen turned and looked at the old man casually. "That's right."The people around them chuckled, but the old man remained unfazed. He raised his hand slightly, signaling his granddaughter to push his wheelchair closer to Hansen’s stall.The youn
Man From Another Wold CHAPTER 4: MEETING AT THE CAFE
Hansen stepped into an upscale café located in the heart of the city. The atmosphere inside was calm, with soft music accompanying the conversations of the patrons. The aroma of premium coffee blended with the scent of freshly toasted bread. In the corner of the room, a young man in a casual suit sat leisurely, one hand holding a cup of coffee while the other played with his phone. He was Ferdinan, the best friend of the original owner of Hansen’s body. Ferdinan looked up as he saw Hansen approach. His face lit up instantly. "Heh, you finally showed up! I thought you’d sleep all day after last night’s party." Hansen gave a faint smile. "I’m not that bad." He pulled out a chair and sat across from Ferdinan. Truthfully, he wasn’t particularly interested in this meeting, but based on the old Hansen’s memories, Ferdinan was a good person who had helped him in difficult times. For now, maintaining this friendship was beneficial. Ferdinan observed him closely. "Hmm… you seem different
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Chapter 46: The Secret Behind the Wound
Smoke and dust still lingered heavily in the underground chamber. The sound of cracking walls and creaking metal echoed slowly with the passing time.Kira bit her lip behind the shadow of a half-destroyed weapon rack. Her eyes were locked on the tablet screen, which continued processing the data from the last collision.“Their power... it’s equivalent to a collision between two missiles.”A heavy, raspy voice broke the silence.“I... haven’t lost yet.”Thorax.Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his body remained standing—though trembling. His left arm hung uselessly, bones broken, and part of his armor was blackened, melted by heat and lightning.But his gaze was not extinguished.A few meters in front of him, Hansen knelt with one hand bracing his body on the floor. His breath was ragged, parts of his clothing were scorched, and the lightning flowing through his body began to destabilize.Yet he managed a faint smile.“Not bad... for a half-machine.”Thorax took a slow
Chapter 45: The Arrival of Thorax
Heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor leading to the laboratory’s main chamber. The rhythm was steady, slow—yet each step seemed to compress the very air around it, making the remaining guards tense up instantly.From the dark corridor, a massive figure finally emerged.Thorax.Leader of the Western Black Tiger.Over two meters tall, his body was clad in gleaming black armor lined with glowing red veins that looked like molten magma. His hair was shaved close, and his face seemed carved from steel—expressionless. In his left hand, he held a black helmet resembling a horned tiger’s head.Two guards tried to speak, but their bodies trembled. Their fear wasn’t born from military authority—it was the fear born of reputation.He wasn’t just a crime syndicate leader. He was a former soldier from the living weapon project.Half-human. Half-experiment.Thorax stopped before the shattered doorway, broken earlier by Hansen’s burst of energy. His eyes scanned the wreckage, the fallen bodies,
Chapter 44: A Flash in the Darkness
The blue flash hadn’t fully faded when dust and alarms filled the room. The spiritual explosion from Hansen’s lightning summoning had severely damaged the security system. One by one, the light crystals went out, leaving flickers of fire from overloaded electrical panels.The first three guards collapsed, their suits emitting smoke—useless against the pure energy assault.Behind a one-way mirror, the head scientist—an older man with graying hair and eyes as sharp as needles—watched the monitor with growing alarm.“How did he break through?! That should be impossible without an assistive device!”The assistant beside him typed frantically, panic on her face. “Energy levels are rising… now beyond Foundation Stage threshold. It’s unstable… he’s channeling power from an external source!”“External?!” the scientist turned sharply. “What do you mean?!”“An external entity… something directly connected to the atmosphere! It’s like he’s drawing energy from the sky itself!”Meanwhile, amidst t
Chapter 43: The Listening Ear
Darkness still clouded Hansen’s vision as he slowly opened his eyes, squinting bit by bit. The scent of sandalwood and synthetic leather still lingered in the air. The car was still moving, its gentle vibrations palpable beneath his body.His eyes briefly scanned the surroundings—luxurious interior ceiling, dim lighting, and a spiritual metal partition enclosing the space where he was held. But none of that truly worried him.He exhaled slowly... and closed his eyes again.The sedative? Useless.As a Foundation-Level Cultivator, his body had long developed immunity against mid-tier toxins, including neurotoxic gas like that. But pretending to be unconscious was the fastest way into the heart of the enemy's den.‘Let them think I’m out. The more intel I gather before I act, the better,’ he thought.Several minutes passed in silence before Ethan's voice could be heard from the other side of the partition.“Yes, we’re almost there,” Ethan’s voice came through a phone call. Calm, yet seri
Chapter 42: Black Tiger
"Mr. Hansen, thank you very much for your help. I’ll handle the payment right away, and that’s enough for now. Let me take care of Robert. This is a family matter." Delia Asked. "Alright. Up to you! I’m tired anyway, I just want to rest," Hansen replied.Hansen was escorted home, and before arriving at his apartment, he received a bank notification stating his balance had increased by 50 million dollars.“Ugh, that’s quite a lot of money. I guess you could say I’m rich now,” he muttered as he entered the apartment.The next morning, Hansen woke up later than usual. His body felt lighter, although the spiritual energy inside him was still not fully stable. Last night’s ritual had drained much of his strength—not physically, but spiritually. He sat cross-legged on his bed, regulating his breathing, and slowly opened his eyes.That morning, after finishing his breathing and energy realignment, Hansen went downstairs for breakfast. His apartment was on the 38th floor, with a direct view
Chapter 41: Return to the Source
"Return… to the source of whoever sent you."Hansen’s voice rang out clearly, firm and echoing like the hammer of justice.His hand pressed down on the curse pattern, now partially unraveled. The once gentle blue aura now flared like spiritual flames, forming a spinning circle above the victim’s body. Instantly, the jet-black mark on the victim’s chest glowed a burning red and—BANG!A loud crash shook the entire room. Robert Vandrel’s body was thrown backward, slamming hard into the wall as the large painting behind him fell and struck his shoulder.Delia Vandrel stood in shock. Her eyes widened, and her breath caught. She turned slowly from Hansen to her uncle, now collapsed on the floor.“No way…” she muttered.But her heart already knew—the truth was undeniable. Hansen’s spiritual technique couldn’t have attacked an ordinary person… unless the caster’s soul was tied into the curse.She stared straight at her uncl
Chapter 40: Enemy Within the Family
The blue light in Hansen’s hand swirled slowly above the victim’s body. A burnt scent began to rise as the symbol on the man's chest reacted—violently trembling, then shrinking, as if terrified by the power about to erase it.But before Hansen could complete his technique, the door burst open with force. An elderly man in an expensive suit and piercing gaze entered with authoritative steps.“Delia, stop. What are you doing with this random young man?”Hansen slowly lowered his hand, staring at the man without a word.Delia turned around, her face unchanged—cold and calm.“Uncle, he has a name. Hansen. Directly recommended by Mr. Laotaro,” Delia said.“Pfft, just a youngster,” the uncle scoffed, clapping his hands twice. “Look who I brought. He’s a Geomancy Expert who has aided noble families in seven countries. Compared to this boy, he’s more than enough.”Heavy footsteps echoed into the room. A middle-aged man in a brow
Chapter 39: Another Curse
Hansen was on his way home when Laotaro called.“Mr. Hansen. There’s someone who needs your help. Are you willing to assist?”“What kind of help?” Hansen asked.“Let the person explain it themselves. Where are you now?”Hansen glanced at the quiet night road, the city lights reflecting softly on his car window.“I’m on my way home. About ten more minutes to my apartment,” he answered calmly.On the other end, Laotaro’s voice sounded slightly tense. “In that case, I’ll send her to you. Her name is Delia. She’ll be waiting in the lobby. She’s not an ordinary person.”The call ended.Hansen frowned. He had never heard Laotaro speak that formally—it was as if he were suppressing something much deeper.A few minutes later, Hansen’s car arrived at his apartment building. He stepped out, handed the keys to the valet, and walked into the main lobby.There stood a young woman—elegant yet mysterious. Her
Chapter 38
"Ferdinan, I should go home. There's nothing for me to do here anyway. Thanks for showing me the world," Hansen smiled at Ferdinan, then glanced at Laura. "Call me sometime. I'm looking forward to our next meeting."Hansen walked away from the crowd and the banquet that, truthfully, never needed his presence.Meanwhile, hidden in a corner on the second floor of the same building, Candra stared at his phone screen with a sinister grin. Beside him, Farel and Dion were plugging a small square device into a laptop."It's connected to the building's security system. We can manipulate the CCTV," Dion reported, his fingers dancing across the keyboard."Good," Candra replied flatly. "Hansen will exit through the basement parking. Make sure the cameras there only show a static image."Farel added, "We’ve already tagged Hansen’s car. Once he gets in, we’ll activate the signal jammer. He won’t be able to call for help."Candra looked at bot
