Chapter 63: The Deep Space Giant Beast has already approached

Huh...

In the night breeze, Zhang Jie looked at a holographic transfer contract in his hand and took a deep breath.

Thanks to his sincere communication, the other party voluntarily handed over the gym to him and voluntarily signed a contract to work for Zhang Jie for twenty years.

Sometimes, living is actually a kind of pain, while dying feels even more relieving.

But people generally won't give up hope of living; even a glimmer of light will make them pursue it wholeheartedly...

Gang fights here are extremely frequent; unless there is a large-scale riot or a threat to the lives of important figures, the Public Security Bureau usually can't be bothered and is unable to intervene.

Large-scale killing, however, would be considered the work of a Cyber Madman.

Looking at the constantly wailing lackeys behind him, Zhang Jie's mouth curled slightly as he suddenly recalled a game he had come to know by chance.

The protagonist in that game is also seeking revenge, but he has a prosthetic body that lets him resurrect repeatedly, though each resurrection ages him a few years.

One stage of the game involves storming a nightclub; the protagonist enters as a twenty‑year‑old and emerges as a seventy‑year‑old.

Zhang Jie thought it was pretty fun; the game left an impression on him, and he felt he was similar to that protagonist—except he lacks the ability to resurrect repeatedly, and walking out of the nightclub didn't turn him into a seventy‑year‑old.

"After taking back your father's gym, you put on a mask that night, used the cover of darkness, and relied on your agile movement to evade surveillance and other equipment, sneaking into the villa of the mastermind behind your father's death."

"How exactly was your father beaten to death back then? That's how he was killed. Your methods are even more ruthless than Wei Er's, yet you feel no psychological burden."

"You have lived your life with integrity! You never slaughter the innocent! Your conscience is clear!"

"The next day the gym began reconstruction; those whose limbs you cut off (voluntarily) worked for you, renovating the gym. After you left the warning that poor renovation would mean death, you departed reassured."

"After a day and night of getting along, the two quail sisters seem to have opened up, their relationship becoming like that of real sisters. Strangely, the newly arrived quail Weinina looks at you with a strange gaze."

"When you asked her about it, puzzled, she said it was a look of admiration."

"You're not an idiot; you can be sure Weiniya said something she shouldn't have to her, but you have no evidence."

"During the gym's renovation, you rare gave Weiniya a day off; while traveling, under your supervision she had already cultivated her martial arts realm to the lake stage, though of course this was thanks to your effort."

"Big Quail Weiniya wanted to take Little Quail to the nearby commercial street for a stroll; you didn't want to go, but Weiniya insisted on dragging you along, so you reluctantly agreed."

"For Weinina, who has been asleep for years, her memories are still stuck in the distant past; everything around her feels unfamiliar and novel."

"Seeing the two sisters chatting and laughing, you think they've worked out their issues, and you relax as well."

"On the city's most prosperous street, you saw a crowd gathered somewhere; feeling curious, you moved closer to watch."

On the bustling, lively street, a figure with a strange appearance—a huge head and tiny body, an octopus‑headed man—was delivering an impassioned speech. Zhang Jie saw the unmistakable octopus head and instantly recognized him as the Guardian of Area C.

Zhang Jie had looked him up; this person was the only one among the several wall districts to become a Guardian by working as a hacker, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Moreover, rumors claimed he had mastered psychic power, able to freely control people's minds, but these claims were unverified—after all, psychic power is rather illusory, and Zhang Jie himself didn't really believe it.

The octopus‑headed Guardian stood on the podium, with two strange devices floating beside him; although Zhang Jie didn't know what they were, his keen sense told him they seemed to contain enormous energy.

So, Zhang Jie listened for a while and roughly understood the gist of his speech: he claimed to have obtained something from the Beast King, then declared himself invincible and wanted to ally the remaining wall districts to launch a counter‑offensive against the beast disaster.

Then came a bunch of seemingly passionate but actually nonsense talk, painting big pies for the audience below, praising the glory of the old civilization and describing visions of beautiful eras, making Zhang Jie frown.

Zhang Jie clearly knew that none of what he promised would ever reach ordinary people's hands; it would ultimately belong only to a few.

Looking at the person on stage, Zhang Jie suddenly felt the scene was vaguely familiar, as if he had once given a similar speech somewhere, but his memory told him he had never participated in such an event.

The more Zhang Jie listened, the more speechless he became, soon losing all interest; just as he was about to turn his head, the octopus‑headed Guardian seemed to sense something, instantly turning to lock eyes with Zhang Jie, doubt filling those strange eyes.

Since becoming Guardian, it had been a long time before anyone could make him feel oppressed.

In that instant, he actually felt an unparalleled sense of crisis; his highly developed mind precisely located Zhang Jie's position, yet there was nothing about this youth that gave any clue.

He was just an ordinary person without a prosthetic body, right?

Finally, he merely shook his head, not believing it was an illusion; he was certain that, without activating two Beast King Engines, the opponent definitely possessed equal or even greater strength than his own.

This sixth sense had saved him countless times; he trusted it completely, while the other party seemed somewhat bewildered and turned away.

He ultimately chose not to approach, but he became a bit more wary because of it.

"The two little quails enthusiastically finished their shopping, while you came to the gym to check the construction progress."

"Time flew by; the gym's reconstruction progressed swiftly, and after three months it was completely finished. Under your supervision, the new gym was built exactly as you remembered your father's gym."

"You moved your father's belongings back one by one to the room you once thought was a storage closet, restored each item to its place, put his portrait where the Han sword used to be, and returned the several books on martial arts to their original spots—you already knew their contents by heart, so there was no need to keep them on you."

"Just like that, after your arrangements, the gym grew ever closer to its former appearance, and memories played out one after another in your mind."

"Now everything has been settled, and everything seems to be gradually improving..."

"Unbeknownst to them, the Deep Space Giant Beast that feeds on life‑bearing planets was sniffing out the scent of civilization and advancing toward this place..."

(Today there were two earthquakes; I'm really panicking....)

(If I ever miss an update, it definitely means something happened...)

(Tonight I definitely won't be able to sleep, so I'll write a bit extra… just in case the house is gone and the manuscripts are sent away…)