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    Chapter 47: Who Transported the Contaminant? Yu Xing Hopes to Resolve the Broomstick Star's Ability...

    That was the street surveillance footage outside Happy Restaurant's entrance that Su Wenmo had just retrieved. Initially, she had only intended to skim through it without expecting any significant discoveries, yet she stumbled upon a crucial lead.

    Bai Qinghe returned to the counter, and the five of them huddled together to watch the footage Su Wenmo had accessed.

    It was surveillance from earlier that afternoon when it was raining, and the streets were devoid of pedestrians.

    In the Wasteland World, rain signified pollution and danger. Especially in a backward, filthy place like the D District, the best way to protect oneself was to stay indoors during rainfall.

    Not only were there no pedestrians at the time, but even vehicles were scarce. Yet, at that very moment, a black car pulled up right outside Happy Restaurant.

    The car remained parked at the entrance for a long while—so long that Bai Qinghe began to suspect the occupants had fallen asleep.

    Then, the door opened, and someone was shoved out of the car.

    The shove was clearly violent. The person tumbled out and fell to the ground. The one who collapsed was none other than the contaminant who later entered Happy Restaurant.

    The contaminant lay in the heavy rain, slowly picking herself up. Seemingly sensing the presence of many people inside the restaurant not far away, she staggered toward it, leading to the scene captured at the beginning of the restaurant's surveillance footage.

    Meanwhile, the black car sat idling until the contaminant entered the restaurant, only then driving away.

    The contaminant had indeed been deliberately delivered. Realizing this sent a chill down Bai Qinghe’s spine. Not only did this imply the pollution incident was intentional, but it also meant someone unafraid of the contaminant—someone who could even share a car with it.

    Bai Qinghe’s cheek twitched slightly as he stared at the black car on the screen. "Can we identify the owner?" he asked.

    Su Wenmo shook her head. "We already checked. The vehicle isn’t registered in Seven Cities’ system."

    It was an unregistered car.

    Bai Qinghe scrutinized the footage, pointing toward the front of the car. Despite the poor lighting, it was discernible that someone was sitting in the driver’s seat.

    He gestured at the figure. "Try zooming in."

    With current technology, enhancing and clarifying the image was no issue. Five minutes later, what appeared before the five of them was a man in a hoodie, his face obscured by the hood.

    The man sat in the driver’s seat, his build clearly slender. Dressed in a dark hoodie, his face remained hidden, revealing only a sharp chin, pale lips, and the prominent knuckles of his left hand.

    They studied the image for a while before Bai Qinghe let out a tired sigh. "You all go back and rest tonight. I’ll report this matter."

    The team had endured an exhausting day, but none more so than their captain. Li Sen watched Bai Qinghe with concern.

    Bai Qinghe, however, noticed Su Wenmo’s unease. She was frowning at the figure on the screen, deep in thought.

    "What’s wrong?" he asked.

    "I…" Su Wenmo hesitated. "I think I’ve seen this person before."

    "What?!"

    "No way!"

    Their teammates gaped at her in shock. Old Su had actually met this mysterious contaminant courier?

    "Hmm…" Su Wenmo tapped her temple. "It really feels familiar."

    "Must be a mistake," a teammate said. "Hoodies and that build aren’t exactly rare."

    Even so, Su Wenmo couldn’t shake the familiarity—and it wasn’t about the clothes. Something about the man’s vibe felt familiar…

    Suddenly, an idea struck her. She swiftly opened a folder in her device's records, containing all the pollution incident records she’d handled.

    After some searching, she pulled up a file labeled:

    "Yu Xing Bus Case"

    It was a video. After playing it briefly, she paused and pointed excitedly. "Look, isn’t this the same person?"

    Bai Qinghe leaned in. The footage was familiar—it was from the bus pollution incident they’d handled recently. By the time they arrived, the contaminant had already been resolved by a new Divine Chosen: Yu Xing.

    The scene showed a bus stop, with Yu Xing’s back in school uniform as she boarded the bus.

    Simultaneously, a man in a hoodie was disembarking—head slightly bowed, only the lower half of his face visible.

    ---

    Yu Xing and Jiang Hui accompanied the grandmother back to the clinic. Once there, Yu Xing requested Jiang Hui perform a medical examination.

    Jiang Hui had previously promised that if Bull Warrior answered one question, he’d examine the old woman free of charge.

    Throughout the checkup, Jiang Hui kept stealing glances at Bull Warrior, whose attention remained fixed on the grandmother.

    It was only then that Jiang Hui finally recognized her. During his earlier investigation into Yu Xing, he’d learned her family consisted solely of an older brother and a grandmother—this very woman.

    He’d already suspected a special connection between Yu Xing and Bull Warrior. Now, seeing Bull Warrior personally rescue Yu Xing’s grandmother confirmed it.

    If Bull Warrior weren’t a woman, he’d have suspected her to be Yu Xing’s brother.

    While gender transition wasn’t uncommon nowadays, he thought it unlikely.

    This only deepened his curiosity: How did that penniless girl, who couldn’t even afford medical care, know such a powerful figure?

    Though itching to know, Jiang Hui dared not press Bull Warrior. He planned to contact Yu Xing after Bull Warrior left.

    Soon, the results came in. Jiang Hui frowned immediately. "Tsk… not good."

    "What?" Bull Warrior demanded.

    "Severe illness. Multiple organ deterioration." Jiang Hui carefully handed the report over.

    Bull Warrior took it, scanned it, and murmured, "How?"

    Jiang Hui found her reaction odd. "She’s elderly—and a Defective Person. Illness is hardly unexpected."

    Yu Xing gripped the report. She wasn’t refusing to accept this result, but she genuinely found it impossible. She’d given her grandmother the medicinal pellets. According to A Yuan, those medicinal pellets, as long as a person wasn't dead, could restore them to the healthiest state immediately, regardless of illness or injury, with just one dose. So why was her grandmother still so sick?

    Yu Xing had personally experienced A Yuan’s miraculous medicinal pellets—far surpassing this world’s modern medicine, delivering instant results.

    Had her grandmother not taken them?

    Yu Xing’s brow furrowed. Why wouldn’t she?

    "Can…" Yu Xing turned to Jiang Hui. "Can she be cured?"

    "Possible, but complicated. Expensive too—given her age." Jiang Hui offered an awkward smile. "And my clinic can’t handle it. She’d need a major hospital."

    Yu Xing nodded. As long as it was treatable, money wasn’t a problem.

    She walked to the examination pod and looked at her sleeping grandmother inside, wanting to take her home but unable to touch her.

    After hesitating for a moment, she said to Jiang Hui, "She can stay here. Someone will come to pick her up later."

    With that, Yu Xing turned to leave but was stopped by Jiang Hui.

    "Wait!" Jiang Hui jogged up to her, speaking in a pleading tone, "Could you add me as a friend? I promise I won’t bother you randomly."

    Yu Xing looked at him, while he stared at *Bull Warrior*. After a silent standoff, Yu Xing turned away without a word and left.

    Leaving Jiang Hui heartbroken behind her—so icy...

    After leaving the clinic, Yu Xing found an out-of-the-way spot with no cameras to remove her mask and trench coat. It wasn’t that she was being cold or unwilling to add Jiang Hui as a friend—it's just that she only had one account, and they were already friends. Adding him would blow her cover.

    She hurried away to change back to being Yu Xing and pick up her grandmother. Otherwise, if her grandmother woke up and saw *Bull Warrior*, she might freak out.

    Hunkering down in the hidden spot, she opened the Transmigrator Trade Forum.

    It had been a while since she last checked her account page. This time, she glanced at the progress of her Broomstick Star Skill.

    "Level 2 Broomstick Star: 2/10."

    The condition for leveling up the Broomstick Star Skill was to take out ten creatures of the same or higher level. These two must be Sister Xiu and the creep she took down today.

    From this, it seemed ordinary pollutants were too low-level to meet the upgrade requirement.

    After checking her account page, Yu Xing posted on the forum:

    "Need something to block my Broomstick Star Skill!!"

    She added in the post:

    [The Broomstick Star Skill attacks indiscriminately—it’s messing with my life. Please help! I've got pollution sources to trade.]

    She then uploaded a photo of a new pollution source to the forum.

    [Jiahao of the Spiritual Resurgence: Is this pollution source really that useful? I want one too.]

    [The ABO Queen: What exactly is this thing? Can it be used on my mech?]

    [Xiao Xi in the Infinite World: Too bad, I don’t have what you need, Wanrenmi.]

    [Jiaxin in the Zombie Apocalypse: Wish I could help, but nada.]

    [Zihan of the Douqi World: Speaking of which, Wanrenmi’s "golden finger" has quite a few limitations, unlike mine—100% organic, no side effects.]

    [The ABO Queen: What’s your "golden finger"?]

    [Zihan of the Douqi World: I have a system.]

    [The ABO Queen: You've gotta be kidding me! Am I the only one without a "golden finger"?!]

    [Little Li in the Magical World: Wanrenmi, Wanrenmi! I can try making an enchanted cloak with that effect!]

    [Cultivator A-Yuan in the Immortal Realm: I can also ask an artifact smith to forge a magical robe for you!]

    [Zhang Wei in the Primordial World: Hahahahahahahaha.]

    [Zhang Wei in the Primordial World: Whoops, wrong emoji—let me try that again, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...]

    [Little Li in the Magical World: Why are you laughing like that?]

    [Zhang Wei in the Primordial World: You guys don’t have anything to trade, but I do! The Primordial World is full of legendary loot!]

    Yu Xing had to ask:

    [Wanrenmi of the Wasteland World: I have a question—why do you all want my pollution source?]

    The thread went quiet for a moment before Little Li answered.

    [Little Li in the Magical World: Let me explain it this way—our worlds are all different, each with its own rules. For example, in my magical world, we've got magic and many materials for crafting magical items. But the materials in the magical world are the same—if I can craft a magical item with them, others can too.

    But things from other worlds are different, like the pollution sources from your world. If I obtain one, it becomes unique in the magical world. Whatever I craft with it will also be unique—it's one-of-a-kind in my world. Do you understand?]

    Yu Xing got it. Just like her enchanted broom—in this wasteland world, only she possessed it. Nobody else stands a chance of getting one.

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