HDRDTH -Chapter 105 He… Has Broken Through!

“Kid,” Old An exhaled the remaining scent of his dry tobacco, his voice slightly muffled in the empty quarry, “the fire in you has gone down. But now that your pressure is gone, whatever’s under this water won’t be held down anymore. Be careful.”

With that, Old An didn’t linger any longer. He rode his battered electric scooter, swaying as it disappeared down the dirt road.

Yu Xian stood by the muddy shore, deep in thought.

He looked down at the two-tael crucian carp in his hand. Its scales shimmered with a lively glow under the setting sun.

He squatted down, loosened his grip, and released the first proper fish of his two lifetimes back into the water.

The crucian carp flicked its tail and vanished into the mud.

“Dad! Why did you release it!” Wang Dafu stomped anxiously. “That’s proof you broke your no-fish curse! You could’ve preserved it in formalin and put it in the living room as a trophy!”

“Dafu, step back,” Yu Xian said as he stood up, brushing mud off his hands. “I want to try real fishing.”

He returned to the muddy fishing spot and closed his eyes.

Everything he had accumulated from his previous life in business warfare, his overwhelming control over future trends after rebirth, and the accumulated aggression from recent absurd encounters—all of it began to peel away layer by layer.

He stopped thinking about Sonic Entertainment’s three-billion empty seats.

He stopped thinking about Chu Feng’s military radar deployment at the stadium.

He tried to control his entire aura.

Suppress the oppressive feeling of a higher-dimensional existence.

Slow his heartbeat.

Reduce himself—down to the frequency of the dead reeds beside him, down to the rotten mud beneath his feet.

He was no longer some sound engineering monster or strategic overlord.

He was just an ordinary old fisherman who wanted a simple garlic-braised fish for dinner.

At the exact moment Yu Xian fully suppressed his presence—

Tokyo, 50 meters underground intelligence center

Saka Takemaru Fuji sat in his command chair, holding a glass of expensive champagne, admiring the strategic report showing the “successful emptying of Beijing stadium’s inner field.”

Then suddenly—

The piercing alarm stopped.

The entire command room fell into a deathly silence so absolute that even a pin drop could be heard.

On the lower-left corner of the giant screen, the coordinate point marking Jiangcheng Jinshui Bay—previously flashing in bright red as an “extremely dangerous high-dimensional energy source”—blinked twice.

Then it went out.

It turned into a gray, lifeless static screen.

Saka Takemaru Fuji froze mid-motion with his champagne glass.

“What happened? Radar malfunction? Satellite drop?” he shouted, standing abruptly.

The chief analyst stumbled over, frantically typing across the console. After a few seconds, his face turned completely pale.

“Report, Commander!” he cried. “No malfunction! Multiband scans confirm—the target’s biological magnetic field, thermal radiation, even brainwave frequency… are all zero!”

“He has… physically vanished!”

The champagne glass fell from Saka Takemaru Fuji’s hand and shattered on the ground.

“Zero? He cut off all energy exchange with this dimension and became a perfect black-body of absolute silence?” Saka grabbed the analyst by the collar, eyes bloodshot.

“There is only one possibility!” the analyst trembled. “He has completed charging his ‘Ultimate Defensive Array’ and entered absolute stealth before activation! He’s avoiding all counter-detection!”

Saka Takemaru Fuji sucked in a cold breath.

A chill shot from his spine to the back of his skull.

“He’s not fishing…” he muttered, then suddenly roared, “He’s using the entire water body as a cooling medium to suppress the terrifying energy about to erupt inside him!”

He shoved the analyst away and screamed at the entire room:

“Full military alert! Wake every sleeper agent still in Beijing! Find it—find where he hid the activation switch of that formation!”

Jiangcheng, Wild Boar Gorge Quarry

Yu Xian opened his eyes.

The float on the water was now bouncing with an unusually cheerful rhythm.

He flicked his wrist lightly.

No extra force.

The cheap 9-yuan fiberglass rod drew a simple arc in the air, and a large two-tailed crucian carp was pulled out smoothly.

Unhook, rebait, cast again.

Less than a minute later, the float was sharply pulled under.

A wild carp struck hard from below, dragging violently along the bottom.

Yu Xian did not resist.

His wrist moved in sync with the fish’s struggle, using the rod’s natural elasticity to absorb all force—an effortless, “Tai Chi-like” neutralization.

Five minutes later, the carp flipped belly-up and was netted by Wang Dafu.

“Dad! Continuous catches! All big ones!” Wang Dafu shouted excitedly, shaking with effort as he kept netting fish.

Yu Xian smiled.

No high-frequency interference.

No infrasound suppression.

Just pure, fundamental fishing.

Two hours passed.

The red plastic bucket beside the canvas bag was now filled with dozens of pounds of lively wild fish—crucian carp, carp, even two cautious softshell turtles.

“Dafu, pack up. Time to go home and stew fish,” Yu Xian said, standing up and brushing off the dirt.

He had changed completely.

The earlier sharpness had vanished entirely.

Only a profound stillness remained—so quiet that if he didn’t speak, he would blend into the wilderness like a stone.

Jinshui Bay Villa No.1

Li Yao, wearing an oversized cleaning uniform, was kneeling at the entrance wiping the floor.

She had been sent by Chen Jie to clean the villa and deliver Sonic Entertainment’s confirmation document about the three-billion buyout of the inner field.

The heavy copper door opened.

She didn’t even hear footsteps.

She looked up—and saw Yu Xian walking in, carrying a red plastic bucket.

Their eyes met.

No killing intent.

No calculation.

No emotional fluctuation at all.

His gaze was calm—like a bottomless dry well.

Just one look made her bones feel cold.

Li Yao had undergone the highest-level anti-interrogation training of the Great Empire. She could read micro-expressions, breathing rhythm, muscle tension.

But now—

She could not sense his breath at all.

It was as if he had merged with the air itself.

Looking at him felt like being swallowed by emptiness.

Her heartbeat skipped.

“He has completely compressed all killing intent into the deepest cellular level… this is absolute silence before strategic weapon release!”

Her mind screamed in alarm.

“He… has broken through!”