Chapter 00124: It's Over!
# It's Over!
Chapter 124
Novel: Above Destiny
Chapter 124: It's Over!
Chen Xingzhou was on the verge of death.
This news spread like a storm that very night, quickly reaching every corner.
Countless curious netizens frantically searched for information through every possible channel, but all they got were vague, repetitive statements and the infuriatingly unhelpful response of "even the editor doesn't know."
Chen Xingzhou was dying.
Chen Xingzhou was on his last breath.
Chen Xingzhou had survived.
Chen Xingzhou had punched a bullet mid-air and exploded it...
Rumors flew everywhere, but there was no solid evidence to back any of them up.
In these times, the truth was sometimes a luxury.
Most people could only sift through a sea of lies to find the tiniest bit of valuable information.
Soon, an even more shocking piece of news grabbed everyone's attention.
Among Lei Wuye's godchildren, the fourth in command, who controlled all the smuggling operations in the southern region, had also died.
This happened right after the meal following Lei Yaoxing's execution.
The fourth in command, who had left the meal in anger, was the first to flip the table.
He pointed at Lei Yaoxing and cursed him for being a cheap bastard.
But as soon as he got into his car, it exploded, turning him into character fragments in a gacha pool, freely distributed to every lucky person present.
Everyone at the scene was petrified, heads bowed, not daring to utter a word.
They didn't even dare to glance at the figure standing at the front.
From beginning to end, Lei Yaoxing remained silent.
His face was ashen.
Everyone stared at the spreading pool of blood, as if they could see the dark sky reflected in it... and the approaching thunder and lightning.
A new storm had arrived.
Unfortunately, no aliens would descend from the heavens to save the day.
The beasts on the ground had already descended into complete madness.
In a restaurant, members of the Beishan Group were enjoying their late-night snacks and beer, watching a group of people carrying watermelons knives hurrying into a dark alley.
Amid the distant sounds of fighting, they felt a strange sense of peace.
"But was it really Lei Yaoxing who did it?" Ji Jue frowned, instinctively sensing that something was off.
Even if he wanted to eliminate his competitors and troublesome siblings, why would he dirty his own hands? True, he was the biggest beneficiary, but at the same time, countless of his supporters had also been killed or injured.
The uncles and elders who had stood up to support him had all left with grim faces, refusing to say another word despite his earnest pleas for them to stay.
They wouldn't even accept a single red envelope.
After all, having their lifelong reputations trampled on like pig bladders being popped for fun, it was a miracle they hadn't grabbed their knives and fought to the death right then and there.
They had probably already bought tickets and left on airships, vowing never to get involved in Yacheng's mess again.
The big backers behind him would have to reconsider their support as well.
Everyone had invested in him to make money, not to start a war that would leave heads rolling and chaos everywhere...
Even though he was now the strongest competitor with no one left to challenge him, from another perspective, he was already showing signs of being abandoned by his allies, teetering on the edge of a cliff.
"Didn't he say it? He didn't do it, he had nothing to do with it... Who believes that?"
Wen Wen, who had almost been tricked by that scoundrel, sneered while holding a bowl of edamame, "Even if he didn't, he did now!"
Chen Xingzhou was lured out by you to negotiate, and now he's in the ICU.
Your brother was tricked into being a witness, and now he's been blown to smithereens.
The uncles and elders who stood by you and called people out for a meal ended up with most of them dead before the meal was over.
When the Security Bureau asked if it was you, you said it had nothing to do with you, and then people started turning into monsters right under their noses.
You say it has nothing to do with you? What the hell are you talking about!?
If it's not you, then who is it? Me?
Hearing this, Ji Jue sighed and couldn't help but shake his head.
"There's no need to feel sorry for a bunch of scum who deserved to die. If you're feeling down, just wait for them to finish tearing each other apart, then go up and stomp on them a few times, kick them around a bit, and that's that."
Wen Wen cracked open some edamame and downed a bottle of strong liquor in one go.
It's not just you guys from Bailu who hold grudges.
Is Tianyuan known for being patient? We're not dealing with you now to avoid making the situation even more complicated, but once this is over, do you think we won't settle the score?
Wen Wen already had a list in her mind.
A long one.
This year's and next year's quota for collateral damage was already full, not a single spot left!
Besides, it's not just Tianyuan that has an organization.
With Yacheng in such chaos, do you think Taiyi's Ring would stay silent if their profits took a hit? So many materials are rotting in warehouses across the sea, unable to be delivered.
Ji Jue's packages have been delayed.
The charity hospitals of the Chongguang Church are overwhelmed, unable to save all the people injured every day.
If pushed too far, do you think those ascended lunatics would care about the consequences?
On the surface and in the shadows, the normal operations of every major organization were gradually being disrupted by this civil war.
The situation in Huangji was starting to spiral out of control...
"Even if all the scum die, what does it have to do with me? Good riddance!"
Ji Jue chewed on the ice shavings, pausing for a moment, "I'm just worried about a friend."
Chen Yubo.
The helpful Boss Chen, the pink-loving Young Master Chen.
Even though Chen Xingzhou and Chen Yubo had never interacted openly over the years, everyone knew the relationship between these two brothers.
The moment Chen Xingzhou stumbled and fell, Chen Yubo's situation became precarious.
In these times, expecting the followers of Bailu, who believed in the survival of the fittest, to lend a helping hand was absolutely impossible.
Even adding flowers to a brocade depended on one's character, but kicking someone when they were down? That was a favorite pastime.
Moreover, it was a low-risk, high-reward move, as easy as lifting a finger.
When the lion falls, the hyenas swarm.
His situation was likely dire now.
Ji Jue looked at his empty phone screen.
He had just called, but no one answered.
He probably didn't have the time to check his phone now.
What a pity.
He hadn't even had the chance to see the cat do a backflip at his place.
Ji Jue shook his head, but before he could say anything, Wen Wen shoved a glass of beer into his hand: "What are you doing holding an empty glass? Drink!"
He smiled bitterly.
After every late-night drinking session with the Beishan Group, he found that he, who had never touched alcohol before, was starting to get used to it.
"Alcohol is bad for you."
Ji Jue sighed, then downed the glass in one go.
After finishing the late-night snack and packing up, Ji Jue returned to his workshop, seizing the opportunity to "process materials" and destroy any evidence, eliminating all traces.
Whether it was luck or the temporary mercury seal's unexpected effectiveness, with Qiu Ge's assistance, he actually managed to extract a complete blessing.
It was the precious blessing [Foresight] that Herbert had used to effortlessly block Ji Jue's bullets.
The only downside was that the blessing, which had undergone multiple transformations, had reverted to its basic form.
Even so, just selling this one blessing could earn him a hefty sum.
But why not keep it for himself?
Although the difficulty of handling such a powerful blessing was beyond his current level, he could at least save it for future use!
Once he mastered it, at least Ji Jue wouldn't have to worry about being easily overpowered by some close-combat expert.
He could at least put up a fight, even if it was a futile one.
From the perspective of hunting blessings, working at the Security Bureau didn't seem as troublesome as he had thought?
Although Tianyuan was notoriously harsh on the lower ranks, and the foot soldiers of the Second Division had to brave wind and rain every day, dealing with all sorts of troublesome tasks, the internal strife was a bit severe, and the factionalism was a tad excessive... but at least the pay wasn't bad!
If you were willing to sacrifice a bit of conscience, you could earn even more!
They say you can't get rich without a windfall.
In the future, such outsourcing jobs should be welcomed.
With a few more lucrative jobs like this one, Ji Jue wouldn't have to worry about saving up for his own workshop after he finished his apprenticeship!
At least with more blessings, he could get a bigger loan from the Eternal Bank.
Looking at the lives of every Ember, they were almost all intertwined with loans.
From the beginning to the end, from apprentice to craftsman, money flowed in like water, but it flowed out even faster.
Without a couple of golden thighs and investors backing you, it was hard to keep going, with almost no ability to withstand risks.
Life was tough, money was hard to earn, and shit was hard to swallow.
Now, under Professor Ye's protection, even if he pushed himself to the brink, at most he only had to worry about money.
He didn't have to lower his head for anything, or sell his dignity, smiling and begging for mercy.
But in the future, if Ji Jue's wings grew strong, or if one day Professor Ye felt that Ji Jue had learned enough and it was time for him to experience the harsh realities of society, and kicked him out to fend for himself, if he wasn't prepared, he would surely face some tough times.
It was always better to be prepared.
Even if he had Non-Aggression and wasn't as dependent on the workshop, he couldn't completely do without it, right? That would be like feeling warm in winter and deciding to run outside naked.
Well, today was another day of striving for his future workshop—progress: [1/9999999999].
On the self-driving tricycle, Ji Jue thought about the future, sighing as he arrived home.
Just as he was about to unlock the gate, he heard a faint, subtle call in the long night.
"Ji... Jue..."
He froze, then turned around sharply.
In the pitch-black night, amidst the shadows, ghostly figures seemed to loom...
His hair stood on end, and he wondered if he had imagined it, but the voice came again, clearer this time, mournful and pleading.
"Ji Jue... Ji Jue..."
Instantly, a chill ran down his spine.
He instinctively drew his gun, loaded it, and pointed it into the darkness: "Who's there? Show yourself!"
"Brother Ji? It's me..."
From a stinking garbage bin, a disheveled face slowly emerged, lifting the lid, tears streaming down his face, speechless.
Like a vengeful spirit.
Chen Yubo, who had been waiting in the cold night for who knows how long, wearing only a T-shirt, was curled up in a ball, shivering.
The moment Ji Jue saw that face, his vision went dark.
Good news, Chen Yubo wasn't dead.
Bad news, Chen Yubo had shown up at his doorstep...
I'm about to die!
One chapter today.
I've had a stiff neck for the past couple of days, and it's getting worse.
My head is almost too heavy to lift.
It's unbearable.
(End of Chapter)