Chapter 1473: Recruitment

Recruitment

"Where is this? Why am I here??"

At this moment, Mr. Han's mind was in a mess. He looked at the completely unfamiliar and sci-fi-like environment around him, and subconsciously added a sentence, "Did I... go to heaven?"

Chen Ling smiled.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Han, you didn't go to heaven... My people rescued you."

Mr. Han remembered. He clearly remembered that both his Spirit Power and his mind had already stepped into the edge of death. Perhaps the final Domain locked his life... But even this could be saved?

"How did you do it?" Mr. Han found it inconceivable.

"Very coincidentally, we have the best surgeon and brain surgeon of this era." As he spoke, Chen Ling handed the peeled apple in his hand to Mr. Han.

"You guys..."

Dusk Society, huh...

A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"In the early years, our Paper Kite Rescue Association also had a genius brain surgeon." Mr. Han slowly opened his mouth, "However, because she privately researched banned brain consciousness transfer surgeries and even transplanted a corrupt official's consciousness into a breeding pig, she was almost sentenced to life imprisonment... Seeing that she was too young, I figured out a way to bail her out. Ultimately, she was only stripped of her political rights and expelled from the Paper Kite Rescue Association."

"It seems that the seed Mr. Han planted out of momentary kindness back then has blossomed and borne fruit today." Chen Ling smiled faintly.

Mr. Han looked at the apple in his hand, was silent for a long time, and finally gave a helpless smile and took a bite.

"When you were in the Tianshu Domain, you were still Six of Hearts of the Dusk Society. I didn't expect that now you've already transformed... and become the Red King."

"...There are always some variables in this world that catch people off guard."

"You saving me wasn't just as simple as that girl wanting to repay my kindness, right?"

Chen Ling didn't answer immediately. He leaned back gently on the chair.

As his fingertips twirled lightly, the sunlight outside the window gradually turned to dusk. Time seemed to fast-forward in his hands. The setting sun sprinkled into the room from the window, reflecting golden light on those eyes that were as calm as a lake.

"Our Dusk Society shoulders the mission of reversing the fate of humanity, and to complete this mission, we need the help of many people..."

"In order to protect the lives of millions of citizens, Mr. Han didn't hesitate to sacrifice himself. Placing such a spirit in any era is enough to make people admire... In my view, Mr. Han, as the contemporary Pathway Chief of the Path of the Physician, is truly well-deserved."

"The Dusk Society needs someone like Mr. Han."

Mr. Han seemed to have guessed Chen Ling's intention and laughed dumbly:

"You want me to join the Dusk Society?"

"That's right."

"Leaving aside the difference in ideals, my Spiritual Power is almost completely useless now. I can't even exert one-tenth of my strength as a Rank 8 Path of the Physician... I don't think a cripple like me has any value to your Dusk Society."

"Mr. Han is too modest." Chen Ling said sternly, "Even with only one-tenth of your strength, Mr. Han is still of great significance to the Dusk Society. What's more, Mr. Han's character is what we value the most..."

"Besides..."

"If I'm not wrong, after the war in the Tianshu Domain, Mr. Han, you should already possess the qualifications for Divine Path Certification and step into Rank 9, right?"

Mr. Han looked at that Thespian bathed in the dusk, slightly stunned.

He suddenly realized that this new Red King of the Dusk Society wasn't that simple... His body revealed a steadiness and foresight that surpassed his age.

"Even so, I won't join the Dusk Society." Mr. Han shook his head. "The meaning of my existence is to cure diseases and save the world, not to end the world."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Ling's gaze gradually became sharp.

The honking of cars outside the window rose and fell. Violent winds swept up, and the snow-white gauze curtains fluttered crazily. The swaying shadows on the wall were like pairs of hands of redemption, struggling and trying to reach towards the figure of the quietly sitting Thespian. Faint rustling sounds echoed in the dead silent hospital ward.

Under the dusk,

Chen Ling's back looked like a dormant male lion.

"You're wrong." Chen Ling spoke calmly. "If it's in the wrong era... destruction is the beginning of saving the world."

Mr. Han froze in place.

Chen Ling didn't say anything more. He slowly stood up.

"In this upcoming period of time, Mr. Han can think carefully here... After a while, I will come to visit again."

The red-based, black-patterned Theatrical Robe walked out of the ward. As he locked the door backhandedly, the ward fell into dead silence once again.

Mr. Han lay on the hospital bed. In his mind, Chen Ling's words from just now echoed repeatedly...

"Destruction is salvation..."

He muttered to himself.

...

Chen Ling stepped out of the corridor.

Almost at the same time, this hospital in a modern city suddenly folded and shrank like a dream, ultimately converging into a thin Optical Disc that landed on his palm.

Chen Ling stood between towering shelves, gently pushing this Optical Disc back into the gap on the wall full of optical discs.

This was the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path. It was a place where the Human Domains couldn't set foot, and also a cage that Mr. Han couldn't escape... At least until his Divine Path Certification, becoming a Demigod of the Path of the Physician, he wouldn't be able to leave easily.

"Did he agree?" Liu Qingyan, who was beside him, asked.

"How could it be that easy." Chen Ling shook his head. "His mind is all on the Human Domains. Even if he's put under house arrest for life, he won't join the Dusk Society... If we want him to become our help, compared to time, a turning point is more important."

Chen Ling brushed his sleeves. Just as he was about to leave, Liu Qingyan spoke again:

"Red King, My Lord, there's something... perhaps you need to take a look."

"Oh?"

Liu Qingyan took out a newspaper from her clothes and handed it to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at the newspaper's headline, and his eyes narrowed. When he finished reading the entire article, he fell completely into deep thought...

"There are two possibilities for the Lord of Spirit Void to publicly meet the Dusk Society. Either he really wants to chat with us, or... he wants to invite us into a trap and catch us all in one fell swoop." Liu Qingyan analyzed rationally,

"Personally, I'm more inclined towards the latter possibility. After all, we're not familiar with the Lord of Spirit Void, and right now those few World-Ending Calamities are either dead or injured, basically no longer posing a threat to the Human Domains. From his perspective, if he wants to settle things once and for all, it's best to eliminate the biggest variable, the Dusk Society, in one breath.

Once he eliminates the Dusk Society, he can completely focus his mind on dealing with the Red Star, without any worries about the rear."

"What you said indeed makes sense, but..." Chen Ling paused for a moment,

"He and us... no, he and I might not be unfamiliar."

Liu Qingyan was somewhat puzzled.

Holding the newspaper, the figure of the Red King surfaced in Chen Ling's mind once again.

Master, oh Master...

In your network of relationships with the Nine Monarchs...

What kind of role does Wu Tongyuan exactly play?