God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 164: Jonathan King's Memories

For reasons he couldn't understand, Jonathan King felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Alexander's smile.

Unwilling to admit his fear, he masked it with anger, shouting, "Are you insane? What are you laughing at? Get him!"

Several thugs with sinister expressions cracked their knuckles as they closed in on Alexander.

These were combat aptitude awakeners, all ranked at D-tier.

In White Mountain City, every combat-class awakener was required to either join the Security Division or, if less capable, enlist in neighborhood self-defense teams.

Outside these groups, most people in White Mountain City were either ordinary citizens or those with non-combat aptitudes.

These underlings were the foundation of Jonathan King's reign of terror in White Mountain City.

James's heart raced as he considered what might happen to him if captured.

Jonathan King was a notorious tyrant. Rumor had it that a girl once refused his advances and was thrown into the goblin prison in Happy Valley.

When she was found, her mind had shattered, leaving her a tortured shell of her former self.

For someone like James, his fate would likely be even worse.

Yet Alexander didn't move as the D-tier thugs approached.

Jonathan King's underlings, however, froze in place, terror etched onto their faces.

No matter how Jonathan King shouted at them, they stood as though petrified, unable to hear or see anything.

Jonathan King was stunned.

"What kind of ability is this? Some sort of hypnosis? Are you actually an awakener?"

Seeing his men immobilized, Jonathan King assumed Alexander was merely a support-type awakener and sneered.

"A rare support aptitude, huh? Is that your confidence? How laughable!"

Jonathan King pulled out a few berries from his pocket.

They were Extraordinary Plant: [E-tier Wild Blueberries], originating from the continent of Arad. Consuming them dispelled abnormal conditions.

Popping a berry into his mouth, Jonathan King charged at Alexander, his hands brimming with spiritual energy.

Support aptitudes had no offensive abilities—they could only impose negative statuses on enemies or grant buffs to allies.

Jonathan King believed that by neutralizing the abnormal condition with the wild blueberry and quickly taking Alexander down, he could regain control.

This kid was friends with that Fatty Mark.

If he couldn't handle the fatty, taking down his friend would ease his frustration.

As Jonathan King raised his fist to strike Alexander, something bizarre happened.

His underlings suddenly dropped to their knees, stretching out their arms in reverence, as though worshiping something.

Jonathan King froze, his ears ringing with cries of anguish and sobbing.

The wailing came from his men—but their mouths weren't moving.

Turning his head slowly, Jonathan King saw his underlings still kneeling in fear, their expressions unchanged.

But the anguished wailing… where was it coming from?

Unbeknownst to Jonathan King, his spiritual energy was too weak to see what was happening: his men's souls were being stripped from their bodies.

The eerie scene sent goosebumps across his skin, and his hair stood on end.

Soon, the wailing stopped.

His men collapsed lifelessly, their heads slumping forward.

Swallowing hard, Jonathan King turned to Alexander in terror.

This wasn't a support aptitude—it was deadly.

To kill so many D-tier awakeners in one move… what kind of terrifying ability was this?

Adding to his fear, his raised fist still hung awkwardly in the air, frozen mid-strike.

"Wait… this is all just a misunderstanding," Jonathan King stammered, forcing a strained smile.

Alexander's lips curled into a cold smirk.

"Tell me—where did you get those extraordinary plants?"

"Help me, and I won't kill you."

Jonathan King lowered his arm, laughing nervously.

"Let's not be hasty. I'll admit defeat today. But the world is small, and we'll meet again."

Jonathan King didn't believe Alexander had the guts to harm him.

After all, he was the son of the deputy director of the Security Division, one of the most powerful figures in White Mountain City.

Throwing out a veiled threat, Jonathan King turned and bolted toward his car.

"If you take one more step, you will die."

The voice from behind was icy, devoid of emotion.

Jonathan King froze mid-stride, the killing intent behind him palpable.

Turning back with all the courage he could muster, he barked, "You've killed my men, and I'll let that slide. But don't push your luck! My father is the deputy director of the Security Division!"

"And I will kill your father, too," Alexander replied calmly.

Jonathan King was dumbstruck.

Recalling Alexander's eerie ability, Jonathan King genuinely couldn't be certain if his father would be a match for Alexander.

Unlike Fatty Mark's father, who was a B-tier awakener, Jonathan's father was only C-tier.

The only reason his father could hold equal sway in White Mountain City was due to their reliance on extraordinary plants.

If Alexander really went crazy, things could get messy—unless the family elder stepped in.

Jonathan sighed and said, "Don't kill me. I'll tell you where the extraordinary plants come from."

Alexander remained silent, waiting for Jonathan to explain.

Jonathan hesitated before saying, "A few months ago, my dad went to Changbai Mountain. At a place called Ganfan Basin, he had a lucky encounter.

He found some glowing seeds there.

My dad brought the seeds home and planted them, and that's how the extraordinary plants grew."

Alexander stayed silent for a long moment before responding coldly, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

He wasn't clueless about the origins of extraordinary plants.

Picked up from Changbai Mountain?

Ha, what a joke.

Seeing Alexander's disbelief, Jonathan became desperate. "It's true! I'm not lying! That garden is at my house—I'll take you there!

I'll give you some plants; you can take as many extraordinary plants as you want!"

But Jonathan's eyes gleamed with cunning.

He thought to himself that as long as this kid followed him home, there would be plenty of ways to deal with him.

Alexander stared at Jonathan, his gaze full of disappointment. "What a hassle… but it's manageable."

Alexander raised his hand, violet light shimmering around it.

The power of the Soul-Soul Fruit—Soul Search!

Jonathan sensed danger and shouted, "I'm not lying! I swear, I—"

Before he could finish, the Soul-Soul Fruit's power invaded his mind.

Jonathan's face twisted in agony, his pupils rolling upward as he convulsed.

Two guards from Happy Valley, witnessing the scene, were horrified.

"What's going on here?"

These guards were loyal to the Ruffelo family. While they usually turned a blind eye to Jonathan's bullying, they had already reported the incident to Fatty Mark via satellite phone.

Fatty Mark's response? Do nothing.

The guards, finding Jonathan humiliated, were happy to watch the show.

But now things were different.

Jonathan was clearly in trouble, and if he died, it would become a serious problem.

Alexander glanced at the guards, and their pupils shrank as terror spread across their faces. They froze in place, not daring to move a muscle.

This was another ability Alexander had developed from the Soul-Soul Fruit—Intimidation.

Had it not been for Fatty Mark's warm greetings with the guards earlier, Alexander might have drained their lifespans on the spot.

He didn't want to harm his friend's subordinates.

The soul search was complete.

Jonathan collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Alexander immediately felt a sharp pain in his head.

Forcefully embedding someone else's soul memories into his own mind was overwhelming.

"Do you know how to drive? Take me to the Security Division."

Sweat beaded on Alexander's forehead as he handed the keys Fatty Mark had left him to James.

Fatty Mark had gifted Alexander a car but had forgotten that Alexander didn't know how to drive.

Fortunately, James did.

James helped Alexander into the car, started the engine, and headed toward the Security Division.

As the car sped through the streets, Alexander began processing Jonathan King's memories.

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