Chapter 73 Invisible
"Wow, he screams so loudly."

As the little calf and horse were running away, Ji Jue couldn't help but look back and sigh. In the back seat, Xiao An nodded in admiration: "He has a really good voice."

He was sitting in the back, checking the iron pieces that had been stored in the secret compartment of the calf-horse, but he found that not only his own iron pieces, but even the guns and bullets that Ji Jue had previously stored in the secret compartment seemed to be brand new.

The faint emblem of Supreme Good was visible in the dim light. Its material, strength and physical properties had all been enhanced by the embers and blessed by the ruins.

Furnace Brother is Furnace Brother, he just took a turn in the furnace, and since he was here, he just gave it a try. As a result, this batch of weapons are already close to alchemical weapons, with much better stability and durability, and the durability is fully replenished!

The attainment of this basic skill alone is already a hundred times better than Ji Jue!
"Ah, what a pity." Xiao An sighed in disappointment: "If I had known earlier, I would have put the Dark Star in as well."

The Dark Star is the weapon he hides in his sleeves. Unlike other pieces of iron, it is about 20 centimeters long, with a translucent, turbid color that makes it impossible to tell the material. There seems to be faint blood running inside, but when Xiao An holds it in his hand, he finds that it does not have the strength and toughness of steel. Instead, it is incredibly soft.

Ji Jue had never touched it, not because Xiao An was stingy, but because the seemingly ordinary edge could easily cut the synthetic steel into pieces. If Ji Jue pinched it and threw it towards his neck, it would be a lot of fun. It is said that the An family is accustomed to using such weapons, and with the blessing of projection techniques, they can achieve incredible accuracy and effect.

After all, it is really hard to make a living in Huangji these days without some special skills, not to mention that if you want people to be obedient, you must have enough deterrent power.

“What’s a pity?” Ji Jue patted his head without even turning his head: “Don’t I still have you? Besides, if I can’t handle it, I can always take it to the teacher as homework later!”

The good thing about being a student is that anything you can't handle professionally can be solved by just calling the teacher.

"Oh, yes. Thank you, Brother Ji Jue."

Xiao An smiled broadly, without any doubt, and his eyes in the rearview mirror sparkled, as if Ji Jue's intervention would definitely work. This made Ji Jue a little stressed.

"I say, Xiao An... aren't your expectations of my abilities a bit too high?" Ji Jue's expression twitched: "You are already a level 5 boss, and I'm just a blank slate newbie who doesn't even have a matrix. I'm really not that great."

"No, it's amazing. Um, very amazing!"

An Ran shook her head decisively and said seriously, "He's much better than me."

"You can beat several of me with one hand, right?" Ji Jue smiled bitterly.

"It's not like you're powerful just because you can kill people and fight. If you can win a fight, you're the most powerful person, then I wouldn't have quarreled with my sister and ran away from home."

Xiao An looked up at the wind and stared at the rift in front of him: "Sister Wen is very powerful, Lao Zhang is also very powerful, and Sister Huahua can be very powerful sometimes.

Brother Ji Jue, you have been amazing since I met you."

"Why?" Ji Jue almost laughed.

"Because you know what you want to do."

The boy answered as a matter of course: "When Sister Huahua told me that, I knew that you must be amazing - you know what you want to do, what kind of life you want to live, and then you move forward without hesitation, and become enemies with those who stand in your way, and you won't bow your head even if you will die.

I think such a person must be much better than me."

"..."

Ji Jue was silent for a long time, then sighed: "It's just like this, doesn't everyone have the life they want to live?"

Xiao An shook his head: "I didn't."

"I didn't know what I wanted to do in the future, nor did I know how to live my life best, but I didn't want to 'work' with my family. That's why I ran away from home."

Xiao An sighed, "Originally, my sister was going to chop off my left leg and my two hands, but my aunt pleaded for me. If I can't find the result I want before I turn 18, I will have to go home and work. If things go wrong, if I don't go back, my hands will really be chopped off."

"…But there are still three or four years left. Just take your time and look for it."

Ji Jue was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Don't worry, I'm here. Even if you can't find the life you want and can't figure it out, I won't watch others chop off your hands."

"Well, Sister Wen actually said so." Xiao An looked at him seriously and said, "But, Brother Ji Jue, you can't beat me. You will die."

"..."

How can a brat speak so bluntly?
Ji Jue slapped him on the forehead in annoyance and said, "Then won't I make you a pair of prosthetic hands?! I have read the book on bionics three times in the past two days. It will definitely not hinder you from playing the violin or pipa!"

"That's right!" Xiao An's eyes lit up again, and he tugged at the corner of his clothes: "I'll trouble you when the time comes, Brother Ji Jue!"

So you have already assumed that your hands will be chopped off when the time comes?
There's something weird about your family, little brother!

Ji Jue felt like he had a lot of complaints but couldn't utter a word. But just when he found a safe place and was about to stop, he felt Xiao An's hand suddenly press on his shoulder.

"Be careful."

“Something is watching us,” he said.

Ji Jue was stunned and looked in the direction he pointed. In the distance, in the half of the apartment that had just collapsed, a figure flashed by behind the broken wall and peeked over cautiously.

Under the magnification of the telescope, the face is so clear.

He seemed to be a middle-aged man, with unshaven beard and ragged clothes, like a homeless person, but his face was broken, and on the right side of his face, there were a few eyes growing in a mess, blinking.

The arm was also two extra long sections, dragging on the ground. He looked over carefully.

After noticing the two people's vigilant gazes, he panicked and turned around and ran away.

"and many more--"

Xiao An raised his hand and aimed, but Ji Jue pressed it down again, letting the figure run away and disappear.

Xiao An took back his hand and looked at him blankly: "Brother Ji Jue, that's not a human."

"I know."

Ji Jue recalled the look in that person's eyes, the indelible vigilance and fear, but for some reason, he remembered the last words left by the furnace: [If, there is still a chance... please show us mercy again. ]

At that time, Ji Jue was confused and didn't have time to ask clearly.

Now it seems that this is what it means?

Sympathy for one's own kind. After the furnace is endowed with a soul, will it feel compassion and pain for the fate of these puppets?

"never mind."

He shook his head and turned the accelerator again. "Since they have no ill intentions towards us, it doesn't matter if we leave them alone. Let's change campsites."

The calf and horse disappeared again in the gradually collapsing and breaking city.

Disappear.
.
At the same time, in another underground space, in the darkness, only the fragmented remains of puppets remained. The monsters that had lurked here after the mutation were ruthlessly cleared out.

In the huge room, there was no other movement except for the room in the corner and the pot gradually boiling on the gas stove.

Several figures sitting on the chairs did not move, their eyes were empty, no matter whether they were men or women, young or old, except for breathing, there was no sign of any life.

Until the footsteps gradually approached, and someone pushed the door open, carrying a huge package with a relaxed and happy smile on his face.

The nine people immediately stood up and rushed over to help him unload the package in a coordinated and thorough manner, unpacking it, and sorting out the tools, harvests, and even prisoners in the package...

During this process, the fake smile on the entrant's face also disappeared.

Only an empty calm remained.

"They are all a bunch of poor bastards."

Ten people bent down, looked at what they had found on the ground, and shook their heads in unison, their voices overlapping with a strange tremor. And among the things they brought back, the largest one was a living person wrapped in strange bandages, unable to even struggle.

All the scattered spiritual essence was sealed inside.

When the bandages were opened, a pale face full of fear was revealed.

"Wait, wait a minute, please..."

Before he finished speaking, the ten people around him took a deep breath.

Instantly, the screams stopped, and a scarlet breath rose from the people on the ground and fell into their mouths, containing life, spiritual essence and even the soul itself.

Devoured with relish, relished.

And right on the ground, the person who was still struggling suddenly shriveled up and turned into dry bones.

It has been eaten.

The same scarlet flash appeared, rose, and gathered from the eyes of those ten people, and then a vague figure emerged faintly in the void.

Like a skinned corpse.

The soul that had condensed into substance was surrounded by scarlet, and one could vaguely make out the incomplete faces wriggling above each streak of scarlet. It was unknown how many people's spiritual essences and soul fragments came from, forming this incarnation.

And those ten people seemed to fall apart in an instant and fell to the ground.

There was only a figure in mid-air, checking his limbs and sighing silently.

"They are just a bunch of ordinary people, useless."

The shepherd of the Dragon Festival, who was known as the invisible one, sighed silently, feeling the gap in his soul, with a regretful expression: "Only half of it came in, this place is really weird."

Originally he had made thorough preparations, having separated his soul into separate parts and hidden them in more than twenty people. However, he did not expect that at the moment the rift opened, only less than half of them would come in.

However, as a chosen one who had already reached the stage of rebirth, he did rely on the method of splitting his soul to bypass the restrictions of the rift and enter this world!
Now that you have entered the door, you can find an opportunity to recover calmly.

For other chosen ones, losing half of their soul might be a fatal injury, but for the Invisible who has been immersed in the Heart Pivot and Ascension for many years, it is not a problem at all.

(End of this chapter)