Chapter 25: Eventful Autumn (Thanks to Yintian Shenyin

"Can't you use your brain to think at this time?"

Wen Wen couldn't help but grind her teeth, wanting to give him another slap on the back of the head: "The total amount of dragon blood is constant. Lawrence has evaporated, so it definitely doesn't need to be cared about. There are no residues at the scene, so it must be remaining on you!

The main function of the Mouth of the Ancient One is healing and recovery. It is not professionally suited for things like degeneration that directly rewrite the soul and genes. You must pay attention. If there are any changes or conditions, call me at any time, you know?"

"Oh oh, okay!"

Ji Jue nodded, carefully feeling it. To be honest, he still believed in his cousin who had always been hardworking. Since his cousin said it was drained, there must be no problem.

Moreover, he has been eating well and sleeping like a dead pig as soon as he touches the bed recently, completely no problem.

"..."

After a brief silence, Wen Wen hesitated for a moment, but finally sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, this matter is still a bit unfair to you.

If the situation had been reported at the time, the Security Bureau’s reward would definitely not have lacked your share, but with Yacheng’s current urine-leaking state, your Heaven-Chosen summoning matter probably wouldn't be able to be hidden at all.

At that time, I don't know how many monsters and ghosts would come to the door. Contacting those too early is not a good thing for you. The last unlucky guy was..."

She paused and didn't continue: "I made the decision to hide your matter. If you think it’s inappropriate, I can report it now."

"What are you talking about."

Ji Jue was amused. He knew Yacheng’s urine state too well, how could he trust it.

According to Wen Wen, when he had the Heaven-Chosen Ceremony, he summoned nine Supreme Virtues at once, which seemed to be a very exaggerated thing. If he were a high-born, generational-honored upper-class citizen, perhaps he could consider feasting the world and showing off in front of people, but as a helpless student who is still studying, and with so many problems on him that cannot withstand detailed investigation, it is better not to jump into such deep water so quickly?

These days, hot-blooded male protagonists are no longer popular. Everyone relies on being cautious. As long as you can be cautious, you can be cautious. Wen Wen can help him hide it, and he is relieved instead.

As expected of the big sister, she is righteous!

He didn't say anything, gave a thumbs up, which made Wen Wen laugh too, as if her mood had improved a lot.

"Okay, that’s it for today, you rest well."

She finally patted Ji Jue on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously: "Wait for a period of time when your body is rested, I will introduce another good thing to you!"

"Really, foster father?"

Ji Jue was overjoyed, hesitated for a moment, and felt that he was eating, drinking, and taking, which was really embarrassing. He hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a standard business smile:

"Sister Wen, look, I also have some charm left..."

"Get lost!!!"

Wen Wen didn't look back, made a gesture, and slammed the door away.

So free and easy.

Like a scumbag who doesn't recognize the account after pulling up his pants.

Just like that, Ji Jue had been resting in the hospital for more than half a month. In fact, if it weren't for that bastard Lawrence, he might have just put on a plaster and gone home directly.

First, the erosion of the Vortex Planting Art, then the infusion of a large amount of distorted ectoplasm, after stabbing his neck to overdraft the life-support protocol, he was degenerated by dragon blood.

Finally, he was punched by Minerva.

After this set of services, even if it were made of iron, it would be broken.

The reason why he can still live, move, and breathe is all because his cousin extracted quickly, held on, and carried it steadily. As for Ji Jue, he was responsible for being reckless.

Even a Heaven-Chosen has no reason to be made like this.

Relying on the Mouth of the Ancient One, he began his path of gluttony, eating seven self-service nutritional meals every day, until the mice in the hospital cafeteria were almost in tears, and he finally replenished more than half of his completely empty blood bar.

After the doctor checked, the entire department applauded and sent this unlucky thing to be discharged quickly.

Just like that, he was kicked out the door.

Ji Jue, who hadn't eaten enough, ran to the Lu family again to have a fierce meal, performing the classic program of eating a pig in three bites, which made Lu Ma wipe her tears while cooking, cursing the hospital for not being human, and seeing how hungry the good child was.

Finally, under the shocked and fearful eyes of the third and youngest, he left a box of extracurricular exercises and walked away with half a white-cut chicken packed.

Felt that life was perfect.

"This is life."

Ji Jue lay in his dog kennel, legs crossed, enjoying the familiar comfort.

Spent most of the day cleaning the house, changed to a new refrigerator, hummed a song, took a bath, lay on the bed reading a book, idle and nothing to do, the years are quiet.

How wonderful is it? Isn't this much better than fighting to the death with that bastard Lawrence?

There is no comparison at all, okay!

Thinking that his current good life is built on that bastard’s corpse, Ji Jue was moved to tears, folded his hands and prayed, it really died well!

I hope that if Lawrence knows in the underworld, he will exert more residual heat and add bricks and tiles to his good life...

Boom!!!

A sudden loud noise erupted from the middle of the night. Ji Jue shook violently, rolled off the bed in fright, subconsciously looked left and right, only to find that the sound actually came from downstairs?

Don't be?!

He cautiously poked his head out, looked down from the stairs, and saw... his newly repaired door was actually knocked open again?!

Suddenly, the heart that had just been put down hung up again, and he couldn't help but want to curse.

It’s just that, why is this scene so familiar?!

In the silence, there seemed to be trivial crisp sounds coming. Ji Jue’s hair stood on end, groping, pulled out a steel bar, and moved down step by step, until he saw two winding mud prints extending from the door to his kitchen.

In the faint light of the refrigerator, half a door barely hanging on the refrigerator swayed slowly, covering the intruder hidden behind it, only the chewing sound kept coming.

Just like that, Ji Jue’s hanging heart finally died completely!

"My new refrigerator!!!"

He screamed, his eyes splitting, the second-hand 99% new noble purple he bought this afternoon for over six hundred was broken again.

"I’ll fight you bastards to the death!"

He roared, swung the iron rod, and rushed to the kitchen.

Just like that, he finally saw the full picture of the intruder, the strange figure lying on the edge of the refrigerator, constantly twisting its body, devouring greedily, and couldn't help but gasp.

This pink shell covered in mud and dust, the four-hand handlebar picked up from the garbage station, the wheels that weren't even the same model front and back, and the exhaust pipe that Ji Jue modified with waste parts from a sports car...

This is his little sheep that completely disappeared in Mercy Hospital!!!

It’s just that, after many days of parting, he couldn't recognize it at all—at least the little sheep he knew wouldn't lie on his refrigerator like a living thing, with its shell opened, revealing a mechanical mechanism like a big mouth, to gnaw...

"My white-cut chicken!!!"

Ji Jue’s tears finally couldn't help but fall.

Hearing Ji Jue’s roar, the little sheep’s movements seemed to pause, then, it accelerated crazily, threw its head back and swallowed the chicken bone into its 'mouth', then quickly left the refrigerator, reversed, and ran to the corner.

The headlights flashed, as if peeking at his expression.

Cautious.

Just like that, in the silence, it approached a little, then retreated a little, then approached a little. Finally, it raised its handle, rubbed against Ji Jue, the headlight switch clicked, and the horn kept beeping.

Started to shake its mudguard crazily.

Just like a dog wagging its tail.

"You... you..."

Ji Jue recalled Wen Wen’s cautious warning half a month ago, and suddenly his vision went black, only feeling that fate was like a boomerang, finally hitting his face after half a month.

Now, he finally understood where the dragon blood remaining at the scene went...

"Beep——!!!"

The little sheep seemed to misunderstand something, its entire front wheel suddenly lifted, lying on Ji Jue, twisting excitedly, the big mouth under the plastic shell split open, and the rubber-like big tongue stained with engine oil licked his face.

Ji Jue was expressionless, falling backward.

Tired, destroy it.

"There’s still some time before destruction."

Under the same firmament, in the camp in the wilderness, the old woman sat on a stone, looking at the ruins in the distance: "Although it’s not far, after dealing with this period, it can at least be delayed for another ten years or so."

The voice on the phone paused for a moment, then continued to report.

"Okay, I know."

The old man nodded, "Quancheng can’t be left for the time being, Yacheng’s matter will trouble everyone. Haizhou’s guardian won't waste manpower for so long, there should be results soon."

After the final greeting, the phone hung up.

In the silence, only the night wind whistled.

In the ruined city in the distance, wails like hell came, and strands of black mist rose to the sky and disappeared into the darkness.

She turned a deaf ear, just lowering her eyes and thinking.

Blood Thirst Syndrome, Quancheng’s dungeon, the Westward Advance Plan, those guys in the Holy Land, the Chief of All Spirits, the Restoration Heart Society, and a group of Solomon people who can’t die behind the scenes constantly making trouble... and even, the Nirvana peeking in the dark!

The worm of ten thousand changes, Lawrence, has been confirmed dead.

Currently, the Dragon Sacrifice Society has no specific actions, but it is expected that they will not give up.

As for that child Wen Wen, the speed of her emergence is unexpectedly fast. However, with her personality, after standing firm, she won't necessarily 'turn over a new leaf' and be a good child, right?

It is almost foreseeable what it will be like in the future.

The corners of her mouth hooked into a smile.

Seemingly expectant.

It’s just that, when she looked up at the night, the smile gradually disappeared, leaving only solemnity.

"You guys, what exactly are you thinking?"

She stared at the void night sky and asked softly: "Isn't this world chaotic enough?"

No one responded.

The night sky remained silent, the stars shining, like the eyes of gods, high and indifferent, never shaken by the wails and turmoil on the earth.

She withdrew her gaze.

There are still a bunch of unprocessed official duties in the mailbox, and the Central City has sent new inquiries. Not just the Central City, but more than a dozen major cities in the entire Federation, and even the guys in the Empire... almost everyone she knows is asking about the news in a roundabout way, asking about what happened a while ago.

After so long, I haven't seen it stop.

Compared with that grand Heaven-Chosen Ceremony, it seems that the hidden dangers of Quancheng’s dungeon have become insignificant bullshit.

Self-awakened Heaven-Chosen are always popular, not to mention, it is an unprecedented terrifying scale that counts the entire Yacheng, no, counts the entire Haizhou and most of the Federation...

Twelve Supreme Virtues, nine of them descended!

Just one of them is enough to lay the foundation for heaven and man. Nine of them descended, how amazing are the variables poured into it?

"Seventeen years later, a genuine Heaven-Chosen summoning."

She sighed softly and turned to walk toward the camp.

The summer night wind blew, gradually becoming cold. After a while, after two or three heavy rains, the chill will probably rise gradually, the leaves will wither and fall with the wind.

Another eventful autumn. ===== CHAPTER 26 =====