Chapter 752

No. 121: Without Ultraman, I Can Still Annihilate the Enemy Army (x

Although Jidong culture has always been a continuation of East Yan culture, those who study feng shui and divination are no less meticulous about birth dates and the eight characters.

But Chao Cang Lu obviously couldn't say his own birth time, after all, a certain unnamed 'surrogate mother', Fu Jingchu K (Si), never said when this child was taken out of the test tube.

But it's not that not knowing the birth date makes it impossible to determine the eight characters.

Solutions always outnumber difficulties, and a professional feng shui master can tell a person's birth date and eight characters, as well as their five-element zodiac, at a glance.

Obviously, Xiao Lin Li Qi, though young, is indeed such a feng shui master.

"People with a metal element personality are decisive, firm, persistent, independent, and uncompromising; unless they encounter rare situations, this big‑data conclusion is actually quite accurate."

"Never mind Jie De's temperament, where can you go out in this kind of storm?"

"There are, the areas near Telesen have government‑supported protective facilities; eighty percent of streets and malls can operate normally in this weather."

"Are there others going out in this weather?"

"Not few, especially those little girls with little vacation time."

Two men and two horse girls stood together at the counter, watching the retreating back of someone holding an umbrella, looking just like successful bullying (x).

But honestly, this is for the other person's benefit, after all, the whole house only has him with a metal fate.

Although I don't know what element Sai Luo belongs to, Aomo himself is a water‑fate guy.

Because Sai Luo and Jie De moved into the new house, and with the idea of helping out incidentally, he both helped buy the missing household necessities, helped inspect the renovation and remodeling, and finally had to guide the two transmigrants to learn how to use certain smart appliances and tools in the house.

Then he spontaneously greeted Xiao Lin Li Qi, and upon learning the other was free, he immediately invited them over—although he didn't expect to use feng shui for luck, at least to dispel some bad influences.

As for this spontaneous idea, he is now quite satisfied with it.

He even plans to look for her again later, to let her see the furnishings of the office over there.

In the past, he never cared about feng shui, first because he had no money, and second because trustworthy feng shui masters are also hard to find.

After all, everyone knows feng shui works, everyone knows feng shui makes money, but genuine feng shui masters are very hard to hire, while casually hired ones are likely to be fraudulent con artists.

The reason Xiao Lin Li Qi's promotion at school is difficult is not because the school obstructs it, but because the prejudices of people influenced and impacted by those fraudsters are hard to dispel.

However, as the little girl grows older and her competition level improves, these will no longer be problems.

As long as one becomes famous enough, many problems will resolve themselves—although fame itself will also bring other troubles.

Just as Rudolf reminded, one must have the self‑awareness of a public figure and not go out in public without disguise at will.

Many eyes are watching you, many people are paying attention to you—do you know how many of those gazes are filled with longing and goodwill, and how many with jealousy and malice?

Think about that artificial Beria case at hand.

He didn't kill that mosquito‑coil face, nor did he restrict his movements; aside from the inevitable dizziness and discomfort from the straightforward agent, he had an eighty percent chance of notifying the relevant parties—as long as he wasn't foolish enough to think he could hide his deeds under the many gazes in the bar at that time.

It's not hard for the other party to find out his identity, not hard to take precautions, and even taking the initiative isn't a problem, because Aomo Lindun is indeed famous enough.

Although he doesn't always top the news charts, he has appeared on hot searches several times, is well known in certain fields, and even officially licensed merchandise is being sold; Aomo occasionally receives automated notification texts from the 'Hei'an Annual Villain Selection Organizing Team'.

The amount on the bank card also periodically shows some obvious numerical changes, proving that commercial sales have already begun operating.

Perhaps one day I will see merchandise bearing my demon‑god form, fusion beast, and similar designs right before my eyes—it might even already be lurking nearby… this possibility is also not low.

So one needs to be especially careful.

Although I don't think that bunch would be bold enough to come silence me just because they heard the trade news—after all, as a public figure, whether attacked, kidnapped, or even killed, it would still stir some social discussion.

But when targeting an individual, there are actually many methods available.

Aomo alone could think of seven or eight methods, so he should also be ready to receive them.

So among the many people he contacted yesterday, he even planned that if the intelligence gathered over the next two days was unsatisfactory, he would also tap into his police contacts.

Without sufficient evidence, the police naturally won't intervene, but Aomo doesn't need them to investigate either.

He only needs to gather the fragmented information he provided, and perhaps link together some events that originally seemed unrelated—

—After all, Aomo doesn't really believe that the organization manufacturing 'Belial' and trading demon fragments is made up entirely of law-abiding citizens.

But that is something to discuss two days from now.

He merely glanced at the light screen, saw Bai Ren's message that three investigation sites had yielded nothing, then looked at the supplementary photos Qianming had sent.

Qianming the Detective, who constantly flaunts his detective identity, has finally been commissioned by Aomo.

Although the person concerned isn't very keen on Aomo's arrangement of having Bai Ren join her, if she finds the matter intriguing enough, she'll go investigate on her own even if she isn't needed.

Moreover, frankly, what does she have to be unwilling about?

Bai Ren, a Martial Arts Faction horse girl, has combat prowess not inferior to hers, and reportedly also has experience mingling with mercenary units, so she should know both violent and standard investigative infiltration techniques; the only drawback is that the two might disagree on certain decisions.

But that's just a minor issue; when a major situation arises, they won't clash.

With Qianming's free-thinking mindset and Bai Ren's preference for simple, direct action—if she can act, she won't waste words—it's hard to say who is tormenting whom.

So far the initial cooperation has been fine—no odd tugging shots in the photos, no complaints in her remarks—but the message from Aimu Zhiji came with clear dissatisfaction.

Because it's another stormy day, she can only train indoors, and she suspects Aomo isn't coming over because he's enjoying a vacation.

How am I enjoying the holiday?

My holiday's come alive again, alright!

Such words... obviously weren't sent.

If one knew, what would one gain?

That blue star twinkles in its orbit, encircling her night sky which ought to be dark yet is clear, and should not be tainted by the impurity people commonly speak of.

Darkness is darkness by nature; it shouldn't become a symbol of evil.

People in daylight can easily brand darkness as evil, but there are also those who simply love the night, love the night sky.

In their eyes, whether the tranquility or the brilliance of darkness, both are worth speaking of; night is precisely that clear and tranquil, allowing them to peacefully fall asleep.

Then let that darkness stay just as it is.

Even if it isn't like that, we should make it so.

Just as he initially thought monsters shouldn't always be labeled for extermination.

The qualification to survive, the corresponding path—even if it doesn't exist, can be pioneered.

After all, a path is made by walking.