Chapter 41: Jiang Yuanzhan's Resentment

When Jiang Yuanzhan arrived at the scene, he found the pool floating with a whole surface of feathers, and scattered skeletons were everywhere nearby; the scene was just like a chicken farm that had been raided by a weasel, making him feel terrible.

Originally, the bodies of these mutant creatures had great research value, and the higher-ups had issued an order to obtain as many mutant beast bodies as possible at any cost to hand them in, but these things were extremely cunning, able to hide and conceal themselves, and if they really couldn't run away, they would play at self-destruction; the number of captured examples was few and far between.

"Second Uncle."

Jiang Jin'an, who was receiving emergency treatment from a nurse, called out with effort.

Jiang Yuanzhan swept a glance at him and frowned, saying, "Who did all this?"

Jiang Jin'an gave a bitter smile, not interpreting this as who caused his injuries, but as asking for the culprit who created this mess.

Under his gesture, Jiang Yuanzhan saw Zhang Wei, with his pockets bulging, squatting on the ground fiddling with the bones, seemingly studying how to make use of them again; his mood became even worse.

Absorbed Jiang Yuanzhan's Resentment, +788.

As a talent with "Abnormal Awakening," Zhang Wei had actually always received a lot of attention; his family, past history, and personality had all been thoroughly investigated. For such an Awakened, the first element Jiang Yuanzhan evaluated was whether the other party possessed danger.

Otherwise, if such a person were to cause trouble, the harm caused to society would be too great.

Fortunately, the feeling Zhang Wei gave him was quite good; he was a simple, cautious, and smart child. Such a person would not rely on his abilities to act recklessly, he was just a bit... bad at speaking.

But as his understanding deepened, he discovered that the other party was also very greedy for money. Of course, he understood that a child from a poor family would have a longing for wealth; this was a human survival instinct that could not be defied.

... But didn't I just give you fifty thousand last time? You should just use it vigorously; it's not like there won't be benefits later. As a dignified Awakened, is it necessary to be this exploitative? Do you have any idea what kind of research value the things you sold possess?

Now it's all turned into piles of excrement!

Jiang Yuanzhan took a deep breath, ordered his subordinates to collect all the skeletons, and then turned and left, not even caring about his injured nephew.

He wanted to be quiet.

There were still many people contributing Resentment to Zhang Wei.

None of the students had expected that the disaster would suddenly descend from the sky. Seeing the corpses or wounded being carried onto ambulances, they finally realized that those thrilling videos on the internet were not actually far from them.

Crises were everywhere, and the shadow of death would not disappear just because one lived in a bustling city.

The campus was filled with crying, mostly from frightened girls, but also from those grieving for their lost classmates and friends.

So when Zhang Wei was selling meat, many people paid with the idea of revenge, but inevitably transferred their resentment onto Zhang Wei.

You damn well still thinking about making money at a time like this?

If you had appeared earlier, so many people wouldn't have died!

The grief-stricken students wanted to question Zhang Wei, to ask him if he still had a conscience while selling meat standing on the corpses of his classmates? But as soon as they saw his eyes, meeting that pair of brilliant, glowing pupils, they remembered the golden light that had incinerated the twin eagles just moments ago.

Intimidated by his might, the words that reached their lips were swallowed back, but they felt even more indignant in their hearts, and waves of Resentment continued to surge out.

Watching the constantly refreshing income, Zhang Wei probably guessed the students' thoughts, but he didn't care, because he never required himself to meet the standards of a saint.

He wasn't the Renminbi, so how could he make everyone like him?

When he couldn't fill his stomach, who had ever cared? Who had cared that long-term malnutrition caused him to grow up sallow and thin?

Of course, everyone was just a middle school student, still at an age to enjoy care and hadn't learned to care for others yet, but he, Zhang Wei, was also a middle school student.

He just wanted to survive, and then live better.

There would be no more classes today; everyone had no heart and didn't dare to stay in school, so they let the students go home first to wait for school notification.

In a car with a red license plate, Gu Xueling watched Zhang Wei's figure walk out of the school gate and said thoughtfully, "Isn't it said that practitioners must clarify their minds and see their nature, and be free of desires, otherwise even if they have an Awakening, they cannot comprehend a Supernatural Ability?"

"Bullshit." The scruffy-bearded young man beside her gave a disdainful laugh and blew a series of smoke rings, "Don't listen to those old guys spouting nonsense, holding onto some unknown, incomplete manuals as golden rules—those things are somewhat useful, but you have to learn to take the essence and discard the dross."

As he spoke, the young man flicked the cigarette butt out of the car window, tracing a long parabola that landed exactly in a trash can hundreds of meters away.

"You must remember, our Gu Family stands by the sword; if you talk about clearing your mind and clarifying your heart, you lose the sharp intent of the sword. This is self-destructing your foundation!"

"Looking at the current situation, the Beast Disaster cannot be suppressed. The future world might have a fierce struggle; if you don't harbor a 'strive' in your heart, you might as well stop practicing and go back to being an ordinary person to attend university."

Zhang Wei was very happy now; it could be called double happiness.

Originally, he only had thirty thousand-plus Resentment Value left, but after the wave of harvesting just now, it had risen to over sixty thousand, and he had at least four thousand yuan in cash in his pocket.

Plus the money in his WeChat, it was estimated to be enough for him and Bai Guagua to eat high-quality breakfasts for a year. But he still felt regret; the ones that attacked were two avian creatures with little meat, if only a big wild boar or something had come...

Feeling the heavy Renminbi in his pocket, Zhang Wei became even more determined in his original plan.

In the Great Awakening Era, what was the most profitable? It was giving those who couldn't Awaken hope to Awaken! Watching the people around them turn into humanoid dinosaurs, once they got anxious in their hearts, what money wouldn't they be willing to spend?

Zhang Wei had already confirmed that the "rotten" apple he drew from the prize wheel last time was indeed beneficial to cultivation, so he didn't have to worry about not finding a market.

Although it cost a certain amount of Resentment to draw just one, this just went to show that things are precious because they are rare, right? If that big half of the apple hadn't fallen into Bai Guagua's stomach, and considering those inhumanly wealthy guys bidding, it could have completely sold for a sky-high price.

It was just a problem of how to allocate the remaining sixty thousand-plus Resentment Value.

Today's battle made him realize his shortcomings; although the Great Sun Golden Pupils had immense power, they could only be sustained for a total of 3 seconds. If he encountered more powerful mutant beasts next time, or a larger quantity, and he was still at his current cultivation level, he might end up kicking the bucket.

In the current environment, it was better to have as many trump cards as possible.

Returning home, Bai Guagua looked at the joy on Zhang Wei's face with suspicion; she sensitively realized that the only thing that could make him this happy, thinking it over, was picking up money.

The little girl had sharp eyes and quickly scanned that Zhang Wei's bag was bulging; taking advantage of his lack of attention, she reached in, and with a pull, a pile of banknotes—small and large, red and green—flew out with a clatter.

The bun-faced girl's eyes widened instantly, her breathing became a bit rapid, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, saying, "Did you use your Superpower to stage a scam?"

When Zhang Wei heard this, he almost slapped her with a spatula, and with a dark face, he said, "Can you think of me in a better light? Do you still want to eat meat tonight?"

Bai Guagua said righteously, "Meat, I want to eat! Money, you also have to explain the source! I cannot watch you walk down a path of no return... unless you are willing to distribute a little pocket money to this poor little girl."

Damn it...

Zhang Wei immediately felt terrible: So I'm out there harvesting Resentment, and as soon as I get home, I'm being harvested by you, right?