Chapter 131 Dusk is Gone

It is said that faced with this unprecedented terrorist threat, the Governor got angry once, then got angry again, and then got angry several more times.

In short, it's anger.

Very, very angry.

But before he could go on an impotent rampage, the power armor was gone.

After killing several Chosen Ones under Lei Yaoxing, they were sent away by the military's emergency quick reaction force before they could escape.

There were no survivors, no communication, and no process of persuading the enemy to surrender.

There was only one order sent from the Haizhou Garrison Base Command - [Shoot to kill].

At a command, a combat team equipped with four hurricane-class power armors descended from the sky from an airship that broke through the clouds. They directly tore the rebel and his fashionable mixed suit into pieces no bigger than the size of a palm, and then evenly scattered them within a range of 300 meters.

Only a head was left, placed in the center of the ruins.

Show all those with ill intentions the consequences of crossing the line.

It is said that after Tong Shan returned from the Governor's Mansion, his face looked unprecedentedly ugly. Although Lu Shenzhou, the head of the Security Bureau of Nanlu District where the incident occurred, did not say anything, someone in his team just posted a circle of friends.

The background is the gym that is said to be the largest in Yacheng, and the main subject of the photo is the mountain of barbells and weights.

Each weighed twenty kilograms, and when piled together, they were more than two meters high. They were all torn into pieces, and were crushed into mud in the rage!

The palm print is still there.

One can imagine who Manager Lu was thinking about when he was pinching these things to vent his anger.

Faced with this dark war that is gradually getting out of control, all parties are about to lose all patience...

[Sister Wen asked me to tell you to stay calm, don't stand out, and don't cause any trouble. It will be over in two days.]

【OK. 】

Ji Jue replied with a GIF of a rose blooming with a spreading pink halo to show that he was well behaved.

After turning off the screen, I looked at my solemn reflection and couldn't help but sigh.

Tired.

Looking back at Chen Yubo who was carefree in the living room holding his cat and calling "mia~mia~", he couldn't help but get angry. He really wanted to kick him and shout:
You bastard, I'm your dad!

Even if he is your biological father, it would be like this, right?
After you get out of this mess, remember to be filial! Whenever there is a lack of incense on his longevity tablet during festivals, Ji Jue will rush over to give them a big slap.

"What's wrong, Old Ji?"

Noticing his complicated gaze, Chen Yubo turned back blankly. Ji Jue tried to force out a kind smile and shook his head to indicate: Dad, it's okay, you can play.

When I grew up, I realized that my father’s sadness and tears could only be shed silently by himself.
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"Come to think of it, why didn't you take the money, brother Ji Jue?"

In the makeshift workshop in the garage, Xiao An, who was playing with his phone behind Ji Jue, suddenly asked, "Brother Ji Jue, you are obviously very short of money, right? My father once told me that you should never lend money to the Chosen One of Ember. No matter how much money you give, it will never be enough. It's like a bottomless pit. Apart from thank you, there is not even a word."

"what?"

Ji Jue looked back in confusion, not knowing for a moment whether he should correct Xiao An's 'wrong' impression of the Chosen One of Ashes first, or answer the question first.

Even from the most stringent moral point of view, at this critical moment, Ji Jue risked his own safety to save Chen Yubo's life, so it was reasonable and absolutely right for him to accept the money.

No amount is too much.

As long as he asked, he could even give it half, or even all of it... Based on his understanding of Chen Yubo's character, as long as he exerted appropriate pressure, used trust, and made good use of rhetoric, it might not be impossible to achieve his goal with a little effort.

Such a huge inheritance may seem shocking at first glance, enough for a person to squander in his lifetime.

But in reality, if it is really used to do anything, it is just a drop in the bucket. It is only enough to pay Professor Ye as a down payment for the order to commission a workshop to build it.

These days, it costs more than this much money to build a highway in the city.

If Ji Jue really wanted money, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. He could just sell some of the basically priceless materials he brought back on the market, or simply set up an introductory course on fluid alchemy worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions to sell. There would also be a large group of Chosen Ones of the Embers in the market who would be eager to pay for it.

Unfortunately, the former is related to Ji Jue's future development of alchemy, while the latter is related to Ji Jue's future academic topics and papers and even the stepping stone to become a master. He is absolutely unwilling to leak even a single bit of it.

And this money concerns Chen Yubo's life.

"You know, Xiao An, trust is sometimes a very fragile thing, but suspicion is very strong."

Ji Jue sighed softly.

It is easy to make people believe that a child who is so poor that even his shoes have holes in them steals things, but it is very difficult to make people believe that the child is innocent.

Even if you put the truth in front of those people, they will just sneer.

Then, continue to put the thief's hat on the child's head.

Not until that little child climbs to a height that they cannot reach and looks back with contempt, will those shrouded in shadows lose the courage to doubt.

Or, just starve to death in the snow in winter. It's faster and easier.

The doubt is absolute.

Suspicion does not require evidence or clues, especially when even this illusory trust is built on rumors.

That's why he asked Chen Yubo to donate all his inheritance.

The donation slip was made public by Chongguang Church, making everyone believe that he had nothing left.

The bigger the number on the donation form, the better. The more the better.

But it definitely cannot be less.

If the money Chen Yubo donated was even a little less than the full amount, people would suspect that he had secretly kept more.

For someone like him who had no ambition, was unarmed and had no ability to withstand pressure, this was a devastating disaster.

There will be endless disasters for the rest of your life.

"Hmm... I don't quite understand."

Xiao An blinked blankly, "It doesn't matter even if he's dead, right? We've only met once or twice anyway."

"Although I don't want to admit it, I think he should be considered my friend...right?"

At the end, Ji Jue was not sure and laughed at himself: "I don't care much about his money, but he treated me and my family to a meal and took the youngest child to watch cartoons. Now the youngest child occasionally asks why the brother who likes the blue-haired girl hasn't come recently.

My friend is in trouble and asks me for help. If I end up killing him because of my own fault, you will look down on me, right, Xiao An?"

"do not know."

Xiao An shook his head decisively, neither saying yes nor no.

Just like him, he doesn't know how to make assumptions, and he doesn't think about what ifs. His likes and dislikes are very obvious. He gets close to people he likes, stays away from people he dislikes, warns people he hates, and kills people who are troublesome.

That's why I don't understand.

"In short, if a friend needs help, do your best!"

Ji Jue smiled and patted his shoulder: "If Xiao An, you need me for anything, I will definitely work harder and do my best!
When I become powerful in the future, I will help you pull out the nail first. We will spend ten, twenty or thirty years to find your life goals.

If your sister disagrees, I will beat her together with you!"

As he said this, he gave a thumbs up:

"Guaranteed to win, boss!"

Xiao An didn't say anything.

She looked at him blankly, as if she was stunned.

Soon, he lowered his head and looked away.

Just said, "Thank you, Brother Ji Jue."

"..."

Ji Jue's expression twitched.

what happened?

This ambiguous atmosphere is getting more and more wrong! It makes people blush!

He looked away as well.

He continued to concentrate on his work, but he felt as if there was a thorn in his back, as if someone was staring at him from behind, so he didn't dare to look back.

Concentrate on operating your own spiritual essence.

Under Feigong's interference, the bullets on the operating table were faintly coated with a layer of gold - after a simple alchemical operation, they were purified and stripped of impurities, enhanced in physical properties, and endowed with spiritual essence through ascension for easy operation.

Finally, a simple ectoplasm circuit was engraved around the symbol of entropy inside, ensuring that once it entered the target's body, it would detonate the heat carried by the warhead and explode, causing maximum destructive power.

The conflict of contradictions never ends.

Faced with harder and thicker defense, what Ji Jue needs now is a bigger and more powerful cannon!

In fact, if one wants to increase the lethality of a bullet, the easiest way is to make the entire bullet into a blessed object, combine it with a specific blessing, and fully activate the destructive power of the blessing at one time after shooting... Unfortunately, Ji Jue wouldn't even dare to dream of such an extravagant act that would bankrupt him.

They strive for excellence among the national-level supplies, select the best from the identical blessings, and finally the whole process is presided over by the master craftsmen of the Ashes, who perform ascension, purification, transformation, and harmony, and finally create a deadly weapon that can leave eternal scars on the bodies of celestial beings.

Not to mention that bullets of this specification are beyond his current level and financial resources to produce. Even if he could make it, none of the little Karami in Huangji could match it.

Looking throughout the entire Yacheng, the only person who deserves to be shot in the head by it is probably the Governor of Yacheng appointed by the highest government of Zhongcheng.

But it’s quite exciting when you think about it.

Anyway, that idiot governor has only been making money since he came here and has not done anything good. I will send him on the road to practice his skills when I have the chance. But for now, I'd better keep my feet on the ground.

"Xiao An."

He threw the bullet behind him and it was caught by the boy, but Xiao An was stunned for a moment. After he reacted, he was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jue was puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just that recently in the stage of sword energy transformation, the spiritual essence can hardly be emitted, so there is no way for me to help." Xiao An answered dejectedly, holding the bullet.

Ji Jue was slightly startled, then smiled: "It's okay, just a small problem."

Even without sword energy enchantment, there are other ways.

When the time was almost right and after confirming through the camera that Xiao An went to watch TV series, Ji Jue finally opened the box in the corner and unsealed the top layer after layer of seals.

Then, the deepest part, a pile of black substance that looked like charcoal, was revealed.

The last remnants of the evil Chosen One.

Originally, after extracting the blessing, according to the process, Professor Ye had to throw it into a high-risk item destruction furnace to be completely burned into ashes. The ashes would be added with treatment liquid, and after the reaction was complete, they would be thrown into the trash can. After a certain amount had accumulated, they would be sent to a professional institution for complete destruction.

But Ji Jue took the initiative to ask for it.

Professor Ye looked at him deeply, as if he understood what he was up to. He just said that he was responsible for his own things and didn't care about it anymore.

What else can this distorted ghost thing with the aura of the Nine Evils do besides harming people? Protect world peace?
Such a shameless thing cannot be seen by children, otherwise it will affect Ji Jue's "glorious and majestic" image. Even if it doesn't affect it, what if he writes in the notebook that "Ji Jue is very frugal and never wastes. He even uses the enemy's corpses as bullets", wouldn't it be a disaster?
"Now, it's time for you to use your remaining energy, man."

Ji Jue rubbed his little hands, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

Next, I will let you see the true strength of my genius craftsman Ji Jue——

His right hand pressed towards the pile of wreckage through the air, and then:

"——Cousin, come out!"

As the saying goes, the most precious materials often only require the simplest processing methods. After a busy day of preparation, Master Ji began to make bullets for the enemy.

What we want to use are the remains left by the evil chosen one.

To be precise, it was the evil remnant soul that Professor Ye had sealed inside the wreckage. In the attraction and distortion of the Nine Evils, the soul and body of the Chosen One would be irreversibly changed, stained by the completely out-of-control blessing and evil madness, and what would finally remain was this damaged remnant soul that was soaked in the breath of the Nine Evils.

There is no consciousness, no thinking, and no room for redemption. If left alone and exposed to ordinary people, over time, it might give rise to some weird things from its contamination.

Such a dangerous thing...it would be a waste if we don't make use of it.

Snapped!
The moment his palm touched the wreckage, a crisp cracking sound appeared in the air, the strange sound of spiritual essence exploding.

At the moment of contact, the strange aura dormant in the wreckage seemed to come alive, and quickly tried to follow the spiritual essence injected by Ji Jue, upstream, and invade his soul, but it was difficult to break through the barrier and could not escape the spiritual essence cage woven by Ji Jue. Fei Gong's spiritual essence operation was like a check valve between the two, allowing Ji Jue to output and infuse spiritual essence unilaterally.

And the moment the blockade was lifted, my cousin's long-lost pop-up window immediately began to flash non-stop.

[Warning, warning, external distorted spiritual essence detected]

Just as Ji Jue's spirit essence completely activated the dormant evil aura, a new pop-up window appeared:

[Is it extracted? 】

As Ji Jue's thoughts turned, a terrifying attraction beyond Ji Jue's imagination emerged from the watch. The layers of complex spiritual circuits expanded and connected to Fei Gong's matrix without any hindrance, as if the two were originally one!
The cracking sounds continued.

The carbonized fragments quickly broke apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of snow-white ash.

Thousands of dark auras emerged from the rising spiritual essence, gathered together, and fell between his five fingers.

However, this time, Ji Jue did not allow his cousin to extract all the evil spiritual essence. Instead, he forcibly intercepted them with non-attack and injected them all into the pre-prepared mercury carrier.

I don’t know whether it was because Ji Jue’s authority increased after he became the Chosen One, or because of the influence of Fei Gong, but this time the watch stopped working on its own under Ji Jue’s interference, and no longer fought for this spiritual essence.

All the evil spirits were introduced into the silent mercury by Ji Jue through the method of "ascension". Instantly, the mercury began to ripple and wriggle like a living thing, as if trying to break free from this empty shell without blood and soul.

But then, Ji Jue mercilessly stuffed it into the furnace that had been preheated for a long time.

——Purification, begin!
boom!
At the moment the purification phase of fluid alchemy began, the sudden burst of spiritual fluctuations caused a gust of wind in the narrow room, and the light bulb above the head shattered, with the light flickering.

Then, there was a friction sound like a shrill scream, which suddenly rose from the flames. It was so sharp that it sounded like the wailing of ghosts and the wailing of the dead.

The evil spiritual essence was completely aroused!

The core of fluid alchemy is to make the appearance close to the essence. When mercury gradually moves towards the transformation of evil spirit, violent disturbances and explosions appear one after another from the liquid.

Even the entire second-hand furnace was shaking violently and could hardly bear the weight.

If Ji Jue hadn't set up an isolated spiritual circuit on the outer layer, the noise would probably have alarmed everyone.

He placed both hands on the furnace's operating panel and operated it at full power. In order to prevent the evil spirit from corroding him through his perception, he didn't even dare to use ex machina.

The art of refining is an extremely dangerous and complex subject. Even masters who have studied this for many years find it difficult to predict what will happen during the refining process.

Ji Jue only felt that he had opened the entrance to hell. Endless wails and screams emerged from the flames. The furnace kept shaking, as if someone was banging on the hot furnace door from the inside, trying to climb out of hell.

But soon, the wailing turned into a faint whisper, as if someone was calling Ji Jue's name, strange yet familiar, with a temptation that made one's scalp tingle, sweet and hoarse.

Then, in the dead silence, there seemed to be a faint sound of crying, which was hard to hear clearly.

Finally, the crying stopped.

Only a shrill scream like a dying wail suddenly burst out, rising endlessly and then dissipating in the sound of metal.

The spiritual essence is burned out and the flame is extinguished.

It was not until now that Ji Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely.

If it weren't for Fei Gong's absolute control over the spiritual essence, there were several times when he felt that he had completely lost control. Once he lost control, either the furnace would explode, or he would explode, or the furnace, himself, and half of the villa would be sent to the sky.

This is alchemy, and the fun is all about excitement.

Now, even the furnace has been completely extinguished.

After a brief inspection, Ji Jue discovered that all the internal spiritual circuits were completely destroyed in the overload, leaving only the outer shell, which was almost the same as being scrapped.

The only result was the strange scarlet color slowly flowing out of the container at this moment.

One drop, another drop.

The mercury that had completely merged with the evil spirit essence turned into the color of blood. It rolled on the operating table like a living thing, and above each drop, there seemed to be a faint wailing or furious face.

Even the occasional touch between two drops caused a series of high-pitched hissing sounds, as if they were devouring each other until they finally merged into one.

"Is this the [Crazy Slaughter]?"

Through the thick mask, Ji Jue murmured incoherently.

Like the Furnace of Corruption, it is a strange existence among the Nine Evils, a behemoth that emerged from countless massacres, devastation, enslavement, extermination and death.

What was in front of Ji Jue at this moment was at best just a tiny remnant left by an insignificant trace of infection among the tens of millions of projections of the evil massacre.

But it still made his soul tremble and he could hardly control himself.

The pressure and fear felt when pouring them into the warhead drop by drop and applying the blockade were even more exaggerated than operating the synthetic extraction of phlogiston explosives.

The latter will only blow yourself up, but the former will make your life worse than death.

At the same time, it will make your enemies even more miserable!
“Hehe, hehehehe, hehehehe…”

When Xiao An came to knock on the door and call Ji Jue to eat, he only saw the strange figure laughing under the flickering dim light, and even the strange bullets on the table in front of him.

It looked ordinary, just a basic alchemical operation, but the moment I got close to it and wanted to touch it... I couldn't help but feel a chill all over my body!

"What is this?" He moved closer and looked at it in confusion.

"Gift."

Ji Jue smiled happily: "Some gifts for visitors."

Just like every host who has made sufficient preparations, from the moment he tied the wrapping on the gift, he couldn't help but imagine the surprise when the wrapping was opened.

I really hope they will like it.
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Drip—drip—

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant and was filled with dead silence, with only the monotonous noise from the instruments echoing.

And in this long and boring echo, the rhythm of the noise seemed to have a subtle change for a moment.

Lying on the hospital bed, Chen Xingzhou's fingers suddenly trembled slightly.

Then, one more...

Over a long period of time, it slowly and persistently clenched its grip.

It was as if he was trying his best to grab that invisible thread.

Endless climb upwards.

From Hell...

Ding--

At the end of the corridor, the elevator door slowly opened.

A nurse pushing a cart walked out and slowly walked towards the ward.

The wheels of the small car squeaked as they turned, leaving a discontinuous scarlet track on the ground...

Outside the window, neon lights are flickering and the night is dark.

(End of this chapter)