Chapter 412: The Waves Are Not Yet Over, Blood Hatred Never Rests

Even before the matter was stated, Ji Jue had already sensed the severity of the situation.

After all, he really couldn't imagine what kind of thing could make the Great Elder so sorrowful and exhausted. In fact, he had even prepared for the worst-case scenario: manifesting his Sin-Tainted form and killing Xu Chaoxian in the middle of the night.

It turned out not to be that.

But, it was more troublesome.

More than a month ago, the turmoil caused by the Temple incident was not limited to the world's sweeping and suppression of the Sin-Tainted Cult; instead, it was more like... a fuse.

Adding fuel to the fire.

Coupled with the Empire's Emperor who was seriously injured and lying in the ICU because of this, the chain reaction caused by this simply made the whole world turbulent.

The vastness and terror of Tian Tian Yuan could be seen.

Even a negligible ripple, after constant amplification, was enough to form a destructive tsunami. And the dust of the era falling in a certain place was a disaster that caused the sky to collapse and the earth to crack.

The Empire increased its troops to the Central Plains for the fourth time on a large scale, and a new garrison base on the Endless Sea had begun construction. After completion, the new long-range missile launch base would be within the extreme strike range of the Central City itself. As retaliation, the Federation dispatched the Leviathan fleet to cruise, and the Aerial Giant strike sequence began to be deployed.

Both sides were sharpening their weapons, and the situation seemed to be on the verge of breaking out. As a result, the prices of fuel, grain, medicine, rubber, and other materials in the international market began to soar further, and at the same time, the prices of a large number of goods in the futures market began to dive...

After a standoff between the two sides, it didn't look like they were going to fight at all, but the assets of I don't know how many city-states outside the Federation and the Empire shrank by a large margin, and there was wailing everywhere.

They couldn't live anymore.

Disputes everywhere, smoke of war everywhere.

And under the push of many invisible hands behind the scenes, the Federation and the Empire remained stable as before. The changes in the situation in the Central Plains were all thunder and no rain, but many city-states among the Qiandao had already fought until their dog brains were about to come out.

Blood feuds, contradictions, assets, water sources, food, religion, conspiracies... there were too many excuses and reasons. Besides, the Northern Territory had once again crossed the White River belt and drove straight in.

The frost period was coming soon. By then, that piece of snowy wilderness in the Northern Territory would become a complete dead end. For the sake of survival, people would do anything.

Many city-states that had long been impatient had lost their buffer and suppression and fought into a mess.

So much so that it was a mess.

It was like a flood discharge area when a dam breaks.

Caught between the Federation and the Empire, but lacking the rich output and volume of the Central Plains, like wheat stalks in a field, when the strong wind blew, they fell everywhere.

The Endless Sea was large enough, and the islands were naturally isolated—some extremely close, some extremely far. Coupled with the interference of many factors such as storms, ocean currents, and tsunamis, the vast number of no-man's lands and the vast ocean were enough to contain too much chaos, and there was no fear of backlash.

You couldn't see hell, and you couldn't hear the wailing.

No one even cared.

Now, on the southeast side of the Endless Sea, the civil strife in the Punabantu Archipelago had lasted for more than a month. With the president's sudden death and the struggle of warlords, it had been completely isolated from the outside world.

A plague spread silently because of this.

"... Blood Thirst Syndrome?!"

Ji Jue was shocked.

The Great Elder's voice became more bitter: "No, it's a spiritual plague with an even earlier serial number... Dream-Loss Syndrome."

Spreading through spiritual quality, spreading through lingering hatred and resentment, early patients would feel lack of energy, easy fatigue, many dreams and many awakenings, and then, as the frequency of dreaming became less and less, until it disappeared completely, it would be difficult to sleep.

But it couldn't be called sober either.

Just like that, suffering day after day, dizzy and muddled like a walking corpse, until the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, and even, because of this, alienation, deformity, and even... Sin-Tainted.

"A few days ago, the cult in Haizhou responded to the headquarters' call and sent a humanitarian medical team, wanting to save the situation as much as possible and limit the scale of the plague. Although it is very troublesome to treat, it is very simple to prevent; just one vaccine is enough."

The Elder sighed exhaustedly: "The general who took office now said we were holding weapons and expelled us from the country. But after the medical team left the country, he said that the key political figures were among the patients we took away, and chased after us to forcibly detain the medical team..."

In fact, when the medical team was driven away, almost nothing was left except clothes, let alone patients.

It was completely an excuse used to blackmail the Chongguang Cult.

But when the Chongguang Cult headquarters called, the other party denied this point, claiming that the Chongguang Cult had violated their religious taboos and had all been expelled from the country, and there had never been any arrest or obstruction.

Both sides argued with each other, unable to resolve it.

But who to believe, you could know with your heels.

Let's put it this way: if the Elder and Xu Chaoxian pointed at something and said it was a deer and a horse respectively, then when everyone spat, they would definitely spit at Xu Chaoxian.

The gold-lettered signboard forged by hundreds of years of countless dedication and good deeds was just that hard!

"Although it is a bit inappropriate for me to say this..."

Ji Jue hesitated and asked: "The Chongguang Cult has a big family and a big business, with so many resources and money in their hands, why don't they... why can't they..."

The Elder sighed, "Tied by reputation, limited by position."

Holding a knife and doing good are hard to have both. The reason why the Chongguang Cult has been able to continue to this day is its absolute resistance to violence. Members of the cult and even institutions, except for necessary security, cannot carry any weapons, let alone cause any harm.

The reputation of the cult cannot have any flaws, and its position cannot be shifted.

It cannot be related to any violent incident on the surface, and it cannot even be connected.

Maintain harmlessness.

Precisely because of this, it can be welcomed and treated with courtesy by all parties. But unfortunately, this set doesn't work when encountering idiots and morons, especially idiots who think they are extremely smart just because they hold a gun.

In fact, for so many years, the cult has been used to this kind of thing and has its own methods and processes. But whether it is communication on the surface or coordinating pressure from all parties, it is too slow. One or two months is considered long.

What is needed now is speed.

After all, God knows what will happen in these one or two months. A warlord who started a massacre of heretics after taking office through a coup, can he really last for one or two months?

It can only be said that if he had even a little bit of something to count on, he wouldn't have fallen to the point of blackmailing the Chongguang Cult...

"In fact, this matter is not all public business."

The Elder sighed self-deprecatingly after explaining the situation: "More of it is my own selfishness, it is truly embarrassing."

His assistant was in that medical team.

Calling him an assistant, in fact, they were like father and son. The Elder served the law all his life, did not marry, did not accumulate money, and had no descendants. The young assistant was an orphan raised by the cult. After being admitted to university and obtaining medical qualifications, because he yearned for the radiance brought by the Elder, he formally joined the cult.

This time, as a volunteer, the couple both invested in the medical team.

The high-spirited appearance when they set off was still vivid in his mind, but when he received the distress signal and the headquarters' notification late at night, the Elder was already in a mess and had no idea what to do.

Even if he risked the possibility of violating the precepts, being abandoned by the Holy Spirit, and being completely expelled from the cult, he had to take action privately.

Time was running out.

Two hours ago, the cult received a distress signal, an hour ago the ship's communication went silent, and after the medical team was brought back to the country, it would be too late to fish them out.

But in a hurry, there were very few who could exert influence on the Qiandao. And those who were truly reliable and would not implicate the cult's reputation were even fewer...

"I understand."

Ji Jue sighed silently.

He understood the reason for the other party's sorrow and suffering... it wasn't because this matter was very dangerous and troublesome, it was simply that the Elder's moral standard was too high.

So much so that he was so hesitant and helpless.

Ji Jue said: "In short, as long as the people in the medical team can come back safely, right?"

The Elder hesitated for a moment, his voice hoarse: "If necessary..."

"Alright, Elder, no need to say anything more."

Ji Jue interrupted him, "I will do my best."

No need, let alone say it.

In fact, as long as the medical team can come back safely, everything else doesn't matter. If necessary... it doesn't matter if everyone else dies!

But why should such a thing be spoken out?

Leaving behind a handle.

Why should the clean name obtained by the old gentleman doing good deeds all his life be destroyed in the hands of a bunch of scum.

Reputation is also power. In fact, it is a very strong and precious power... even without Ji Jue's reminder, as long as the Elder wants, he can use this reputation to accomplish many things.

But he never did.

On the premise of being extravagant enough, restraint is a virtue.

Ji Jue didn't have this thing, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Please leave it to me, Elder." Ji Jue said before hanging up the phone, "Just give me the registration number of the ship your assistant took."

"Okay."

The hoarse voice on the other end finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, a number was sent to Ji Jue's mobile phone. Before this, Isis's search had already begun.

Reconnected with the cables of the Haizhou Supercomputing Center, the lowest level of the workshop, the calculation sequence formed by countless spiritual quality crystals repeatedly intertwined was preheated and started again.

One second later, in the signal transmitted by the Federal satellite, a red dot quietly appeared on the map of the southwestern part of the Endless Sea.

Flashing.

It's just that it was too dark, and the weather was bad.

No matter how much it was enlarged, across the thick night fog, it couldn't be seen clearly.

"Search completed, found it, coordinates confirmed."

Isis's voice sounded: "The ship's main computer has no response, the system and engine have been shut down, and it is currently being towed."

"What about the other ship?" Ji Jue asked.

"An Empire's decommissioned destroyer, it's the Astarte-II generation control system from many years ago. The current version has been accessed through the ship's WIFI, but the control system is too backward and lacks too many devices. I'm afraid I can't take over the engine."

Isis's voice rarely showed a trace of unhappiness.

I didn't expect that one day I would be defeated not by advanced technology, but by equipment so backward that it couldn't be taken over at all... What's the use of electronic warfare being so powerful?

This broken destroyer is almost a hundred years old; it's almost hand-cranked!

"It doesn't matter, taking over navigation is the same."

Ji Jue looked at the position of the red dot on the map and compared the distance slightly: "Guide them to turn and sail north."

It seems that the ship carrying the medical team ran a distance after noticing the pursuit behind them while calling for help. Otherwise, Ji Jue would have to be bald and start the Doomsday Special Train to run a trip himself.

Fortunately, this position was still in time.

No need to trouble the Wilderness Market. Ling Liu of Gray Port is a cunning dog, very shrewd. If he gets involved, he might open his mouth like a lion.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone to the Seven Cities.

After a few short busy signals, it was finally connected.

"Hmm? Mr. Ji?"

An enthusiastic voice came from the other end, slightly sleepy, and vague moans and complaints from a woman could be heard.

Ji Jue smiled and greeted: "General Minkle, I heard that you served as the deputy commander of the Joint Fleet a few days ago. Congratulations, congratulations."

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say. It's all the appreciation of the few lords above, and friends think highly of me."

Minkle's laughter became more heroic: "Old Lu's brother is my brother. If you need any help, just say it! I will definitely..."

"No, not that."

Ji Jue interrupted his momentum of drawing cakes and greeting, and asked directly: "I just want to ask if you are still interested in military merit? Hmm, it's a pity there are no generals this time, only a Punabantu destroyer that delivered itself to the door."

"Hmm?"

Minkle was stunned for a moment, suddenly did a carp jump, and turned over.

"Hmm?!"

Sleepiness gone.

Not sleepy anymore!

In the middle of the night, a pair of green eyes were almost glowing.

"Brother, Brother Ji! Tell me in detail!"

As expected of Old Lu's brother, the shot is extraordinary.

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