Chapter 39 Nightmare

On Monday, I left home at 5:30 and returned home at 12:00 at night.

Tuesday, left home at six and returned home at eleven forty at night.

On Wednesday, this grandson went home last night, took a shower, went to the toilet, and went out at 4:30, lying at the door of the factory, knocking on the door and asking Ye Chun to get up quickly...

Then it's Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

This grandson doesn't even know what a holiday is!

This is a complete disregard for labor laws!
The middle-aged man who was following him stared with bloodshot eyes, holding a telescope, looking at the silent factory in the distance, his mind full of thoughts about how to report him.

Are you fucking human?!

At first, he thought that young people were full of energy and liked to show off. But once they got used to it, they realized the hardships of being a social animal and the difficulties of working, and naturally began to slack off.

As a result, this grandson started moving in directly with his bedding on his shoulders from the second week onwards?!
don't go!
Even not showing up every day? !

No, brother, is there a mountain of gold and silver or a beautiful woman in here? Do you like working so much?
If Ye Xian wasn't the owner of this factory area, and he was a master that no one dared to provoke in Yacheng, the middle-aged man would have rushed in and slapped Ji Jue twice: Wake up, idiot, why don't you get out and move around! Even if you don't hook up with Wen Wen, at least let me see if you are the chosen one, right?

Not only the people who were following him, Ye Chun was about to cry as well.

No, I'm already crying.

"Brother, Ji Jue, you are my senior, okay? Please forgive me, I'll give you the key, you can go wherever you want and get whatever you want by yourself, okay? Don't drag me along with you."

After discovering that she had dark circles under her eyes due to staying up late for several days in a row, Ye Chun couldn’t stop her tears from falling: “Senior sister, I really can’t beat a pervert like you!

No, why don't you go out and find a date! If you can't find someone, I can introduce you to a school girl..."

"What are you talking about, Senior?!"

Ji Jue was furious: "We must work together and make progress together! How can you be so lazy? Do you still remember Professor Ye's earnest advice before he left?
You don't want Professor Ye to come back and find that you have gained weight but have made no progress on your paper, right?"

Ye Chun couldn't help but want to punch him twice.

You'd better taste it!
She finally understood why her aunt left without even assigning homework this time... She could not escape being swept up in it the day she allowed the dog to run into her den.

"How many days have you not showered, brother?"

She looked at Ji Jue's untidy beard, bloodshot eyes, matted hair, and weak appearance, and wanted to call the police: "If you want to die from overwork, can you not die in my workshop?"

"What's the point of taking a bath? What's the point of sleeping? What's the point of falling in love?!"

Ji Jue's eyes widened, and his pale face showed an increasingly excited smile: "I love to study, okay! I love alchemy! The workshop is my home!"

Bang!
Inside the furnace, the broken sword blade clanged and rang, like the roar of thousands of troops coming out of blood and fire. In it, the shadow of a towering throne made of scarlet and white appeared from the spiritual essence!

Just like that, amid Ji Jue's weird laughter, the fourth totem in charge of disaster, dispute, disharmony and killing, after ascension, entropy and ruins, was created.

——The highest good, [large group]!
"Haha, hahaha——"

Ji Jue looked at his watch and saw that he had completed one-third of the progress. He put his hands on his hips and laughed: "This is the value of being a professional liver emperor, don't you understand?

If Heaven had not given birth to me, Ji Jue, the world would have been as dark as ever!

Refined——"

Amidst the crazy laughter, he felt his vision gradually darkening and the laughter gradually became fainter and fainter.

Falling backwards.

Click, click.

After hearing the sound of chewing potato chips, Ye Chun sighed expressionlessly, "I knew that a clumsy person like you would eventually get yourself killed."

There's no hope of saving the body. He's dead. You can arrange for cremation.

I will arrange a grand funeral for you with the highest standards, and have five people cry at your grave. Then I will scatter your ashes into Tianmen Lake and tell every new junior and senior student that this is what happens when you are a curly-curled person!
Muttering to herself, she reached out from the cabinet and took out a sealed bottle. She carefully took out 1 ml with a dropper, then diluted it with 300 ml of water. Finally, she poured all the orange-red liquid into Ji Jue's mouth.

Visible to the naked eye, a hint of redness appeared on the pale face.

His eyelids twitched.

Ji Jue opened his eyes blankly and saw Ye Chun's helpless expression.

His memory was still stuck on what happened a few minutes ago, and he had no idea what had happened.

"The sequelae caused by long-term spiritual essence deficiency, the occasional interruption of consciousness and decline of energy are just early symptoms. If you don't rest, I will take my junior brothers and sisters to the mental hospital to see you in a state of mental illness in the future."

Ye Chun pinched his face without any hesitation and rubbed it at will: "Give it to me, go away and rest, do you hear me?"

Ji Jue actually wanted to say that he could continue rolling for a while, but when he saw Ye Chun's sharp eyes that were exactly the same as Professor Ye's, he couldn't help swallowing and nodded vigorously.

"Rest well, rest well, I love rest the most!"

Feeling like a thorn in the back.

I learned nothing good from Professor Ye, and only learned the dregs!

So, with resentment and nostalgia, Ji Jue looked back every three steps and carried the package. After five days, he finally crawled out of the workshop and went home to wash up and sleep.

Further away, the stalker was lying in the car. He looked up with a weak breath and then looked away.

Damn, I'm tired, let's destroy it.

"It's been so many days, and you still can't find anything? What do you do for a living?"

The old voice on the phone was full of indifference: "Do you know how urgent they are? It's been such a long time, and nothing has been done. You can't even keep an eye on people. Why don't you consider changing your employer?"

"No, no, Boss, there is already a clue."

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely. "I have already contacted Yan, and I am just waiting for that kid to show up. Tomorrow at the latest, I will dig out the few times that kid looked at Wen!"

"That's better! Otherwise, you can go and explain it yourself!" The impatient old man Jiang Jin hung up the phone.

The only one left in the van was a middle-aged man who didn't even dare to turn on the air conditioner to save fuel. He was sweating profusely, holding the phone, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally started to dial another number.

"The boss doesn't want to wait any longer." He said, "You have to come again." "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are you taking so long?"

On the other end of the line, the person known as 'Nightmare' mocked, "You've been staring at a dead kid for so long, trembling with fear, and you didn't even dare to put a bug, what results can you get?"

"We are still not sure if he is the Chosen One. What if he is? It is better to be cautious in this kind of situation."

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the figure disappearing in the distance. For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill: "You should be careful too. That kid is 100% abnormal. I think he has some evil nature."

"Okay, okay, transfer the money first."

Nightmare sneered: "I can dig out what you want, but if he becomes a fool, you can't blame me... You know, my style is a bit rough."

"Don't leave any traces or clues, understand?"

The middle-aged man finally warned: "The boss doesn't like others to make mistakes when doing things. If you are..."

"Don't worry, you won't be implicated. I'm going to the Empire tomorrow. No matter how powerful the Security Bureau is, can they fly to Rhine Harbor to arrest me?"

Yan's smile became strange: "I didn't expect that I could have such a good time before leaving."

The phone hangs up.

The middle-aged man smoked silently and said nothing more. But for some reason, he suddenly started thinking about retirement.

But, after all these years, following that guy named Jiang, and doing so many shady things… Can I really be lucky enough to see the day of retirement?
Not to mention retirement, without their protection, I'm afraid his body would float to the sea tomorrow afternoon.

In the afternoon sun, he looked at his unshaven, half-human self in the rearview mirror, and suddenly envied the figure riding a motorcycle and humming a song as he drove away.

No matter how ignorant and stupid you look.

But at least I can still live in the light...

On the other end of the hung-up call, melodious music and prompts sounded from the PA system.

In front of the customs entrance, Yan hung up the phone, walked leisurely, passed the security check and verification, and walked into the first-class lounge.

"Sir, please have some tea."

The waiter brought tea with a big smile on his face, and inexplicably felt a fondness for this strange traveler.

"Thank you."

The man called Nightmare put down his briefcase and looked like an ordinary businessman on a business trip. He leaned on the sofa in the independent lounge, looking tired. "I need to rest for a while. Please don't let anyone disturb me, okay?"

"Okay, sir."

The waiter took two steps back and considerately closed the door for him.

Then, in the silence, only the man and the mist rising from the teacup were left. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the busy scene of the airport apron.

Airships that rise and fall like buildings fly across the sky, heading in all directions.

He was not going to the Empire tomorrow, but tonight, and he would leave quickly after completing this order.

And they were not going to the empire, but to the islands outside Middle-earth.

Just like what his employer's subordinates told him, safety comes first. No one knows whether those guys want to use this "last order" to silence him because he knows too much.

Whatever you do, always keep something in reserve.

After so many years in Haizhou, he has accumulated a considerable amount of savings in an unregistered bank account, enough for him to buy a mountain and a fishery there, then hire a few employees and enjoy fishing and surfing until he dies.

This business, which was decided on spur of the moment, was only intended to take the configuration of the yacht to the next level in the future.

Do you want to add a karaoke set? I don’t really like singing, but the girls in the archipelago are famous for their melodious voices…

So, in his scattered thoughts, he held the teacup and took out the document that had been delivered to him a long time ago from his briefcase. Looking at the photos and records on it, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

Originally, I thought it might be possible to catch a big fish, the Chosen Recruiter, and make a fortune by selling it to others. I didn't expect that he was just a fool who knew nothing.

He is also a person who is cursed and his possibility of being corrupted is dozens of times higher than that of an ordinary person.

Is that old man Jiang Jin really senile and confused, or is he desperate and trying all kinds of methods?

Nothing to do with him.

At least, I can still have a good time.

Feeling hungry and thirsty again, he leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let his breathing gradually slow down. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Before his eyes closed, the evil look in those pupils disappeared.

At this moment, here, there is only an empty shell left.

The dream-eating tapir set out from his dream and went to a new amusement park.

At the same time, Ji Jue, who had just returned home and taken a shower, couldn't help but yawned. Suddenly, the sleepiness that was originally still tolerable suddenly surged like a tide.

So much so that there was no time to dry it completely.

"Wait, it seems, not quite..."

Right?

He staggered forward two steps, half lying on the bed, and before he could climb up, he fell into a deep sleep.

Snoring began.

Due to long-term lack of spiritual essence and weakness, he was even unable to react. Before he could react, he had already fallen into the dream created by the tapir.

There is no resistance.

Then, in the void, an endless nightmare rose like a tide!

(End of this chapter)