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Chapter 224 I am the protagonist! (Please vote!)

"Right now, I really feel like a protagonist."

The captain's main strengths, besides imprisonment, are teleportation.

As soon as he stepped out and left for River City, he immediately closed the teleportation portal.

The captain could clearly feel the violent power leaving River City along with him.

After receiving help from the Black Impermanence, he regained his perception of the world for the first time in many years.

This feeling was really good, and it moved him deeply.

His soul and consciousness were constantly being polluted by the "lustful senator." He was clearly a grown man, but every time he locked himself in his office, he couldn't help but change into women's clothes.

When he opened his office wardrobe and saw that half of it was filled with everyday work clothes and the other half with women's haute couture evening gowns, his rational mind told him that he was disgusted, but emotionally he was delighted.

This is very distressing, but unfortunately, his condition makes it difficult for him to even feel distressed.

As time went on, I could clearly feel that I was becoming less and less like myself.

But today, with the help of the Black Impermanence, he finally broke free from his long-standing state of confusion.

However, there is no time for him to be moved.

As the power of the Black Impermanence seeped into his body, he snapped out of his emotional state and realized his mission.

I still have the most important work to finish.
My current state of complete lust is to ensure that the [Lustful Councilor] leaves River City completely.

When he returned to the most secure secret room in River City with the help of Black Impermanence, he immediately noticed the [Lustful Councilor].

The state of the [Lustful Councilor] has completely merged with the former [City Foundation] of River City.

Such records can be found in some highly classified "papers" provided by the City Federation.

Some secret techniques allow extraordinary powerhouses in certain cities to merge with the city's foundation, making them immortal within the city's power's range.

However, the granting of such "secret techniques" requires passing the extremely rigorous examinations of the City Alliance to prevent some extraordinary individuals from believing they have transcended mortals during their evolution and thus focusing only on the power inherent in the City Foundation, forgetting that they came from being ordinary people as well.
After all, in some cities, there are some extraordinary individuals who have already formed their own families.

They live in their cities, high and mighty, lording it over everyone.

They promote their own bloodline to become new superhumans and kill the newly promoted superhumans.
In this way, the people of one city can support one clan.

The captain found it hard to imagine how he would have grown up in such a city.

Having lost both parents at a young age, and without any family guidance, he quickly learned to cheat, swindle, and fight in order to survive.

When I was young, I thought that at worst I would be locked up for a few days and get a few decent meals. I thought that I would just continue like this in the future, until one day I was sentenced to prison.

It was from that day that I realized I had reached the age of criminal responsibility.

It's not just being detained for a few days, it's being detained for several years.

During my time in prison, for various reasons, I met the former captain. Under his tutelage, I embarked on a path of extraordinary abilities. The most important thing wasn't superhuman power, but rather understanding what it meant to have extraordinary strength.
responsibility.

After meeting his lover, he not only found relief from the loneliness of the night, but also came to understand love.

But this city, to which I poured my responsibility and love, I watched helplessly as it slid step by step into the abyss.

The former captain sacrificed his life.

Her lover left, filled with guilt for betrayal.

His seniors and teammates from the same period also became the souls he mourned in the dead of night.

All we can do is try to slow the city's slide into the abyss through various legal and administrative measures.

Sometimes, one might even unconsciously be replaced by a "lustful senator," which could accelerate the city's slide into the abyss.

Watching your beloved city slowly die without any hope of recovery is truly a feeling of utter despair.

Especially when you know the source of the city's decline but are powerless to address it, it's truly, truly painful to the point of wanting to commit suicide.

But ironically, he didn't even have the courage to commit suicide.

If you commit suicide, the seal on the "Lustful Congressman" will be broken ahead of schedule.

There's an old saying: "After a person dies, who cares about the flood?"

The ancients who could utter this statement were either magnanimous and strong-willed individuals or heartless cowards.

As for myself, I'm stuck in the middle, unable to become a strong person, but I'm also unwilling to be a coward.

Over the years, I have finally found a junior I can entrust my life to, Xi Yu. In him, I feel as if I see my former self.

Although he had many flaws, such as alcoholism, reckless driving, and doing odd jobs.
But he was very clean and never used his supernatural powers to oppress ordinary people.

Moreover, he possesses an extremely unwavering martial arts will and has not been corrupted by the "Lustful Senator".

That's good.

I can hand over this city to him now.

He will definitely become a good captain. This is not only because I believe in Xiyu's character, but also because I believe in Xiyu's luck.

The Black Impermanence, with its unpredictable power, seems to be under the command of Lin Hao, a milk tea master in Ke Chen City.

Lin Hao, the milk tea master, possesses a power that even he himself fears.

As long as they are good friends, River City will definitely be peaceful for one day.

Next, it's up to the younger generation.

The captain turned around and looked at the city behind him.

Looking back on my life, it's all regrets.
But I have to admit it, I really do have the destiny of a novel protagonist.

Having lost both parents at a young age, but with good teachers, a good lover, and good colleagues, he climbed step by step to the pinnacle of power in Hexie City.
Today marks the end of the chapter for my novel.

"Let go! Let go! We can still talk!"

The lustful senator was bound by the captain and struggled incessantly.

For so many years, he had been trying to slowly erode the captain's power, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, and also enjoying the captain's "powerlessness" in the face of him.

Hey, even though you control me, seal me away, and even torture me, I know that the future winner will only be me, and you know that you are destined to be utterly defeated in the future.

In the future, everyone in this city will become my nourishment. This future is predetermined, and you cannot stop it.

The lustful senator enjoyed this pleasure.
Who would have thought that success would come so suddenly, only to backfire!

"We've been together for so many years, there must be feelings between us!"

[Lustful Councilor] never expected that he would be invincible after finally obtaining the secret method of merging with [City Foundation] from [City Alliance], thinking that he would be invincible when he merged with it. But who could have imagined that his years of "manipulating" the captain would make the other party too familiar with him?
Able to interrupt one's own secret technique!
The appearance of the "Lustful Congressman" suddenly changed. While struggling, he screamed shrilly at the captain:

"Honey, look at me!"

Her current appearance is exactly what the captain's wife looks like. The captain glanced back at the [Lustful Councilor], his face no longer showing the resentment and anger he had felt when the [Lustful Councilor] had transformed into his wife, nor the feeling that the [Lustful Councilor]'s behavior was an offense to his wife. Now, instead, he looked relaxed and joyful.

"Darling, I'm watching you."

The captain looked at the "Lustful Senator" with deep affection in his eyes, as if he were looking at her, yet not quite.

[Lustful Congressman]: "Darling, could you loosen the ropes for me? You're holding me like this, it's making me a little uncomfortable."

Captain: "It won't hurt for long."

As he spoke, the captain slowly stepped forward and embraced the [Lustful Councilor] in his arms.

The familiar scent, the familiar touch, the familiar temperature.
The two whispered to each other, their ears brushing together:
"Darling, can you really bear to let me die again? I possess the memories, the body, and the emotions of your lover. I am your lover, please don't treat me like a 'lustful politician'!"

Captain: "Of course, right now, you are my dear! All I want to do is wish you were always alive, never truly gone, only that a personality of the 'Lustful Senator' had split off."
This personality has committed many wrongdoings, and these wrongdoings will cost you your life. But I love you deeply and have decided to die with you.

As he spoke, the captain intended to lightly kiss the forehead of the "Lustful Senator".

The captain's deceased wife finally dropped her pretense, her delicate face contorted in pain.

"You're really crazy!"

"It's not that I'm crazy, it's that you're crazy. You actually think you can use your abilities to get me to release you at this critical moment?"

The captain turned the chain a few more times.

The team leader decided to spin it 13 times first, then 14 times, adding a touch of ceremony to everything at the end.

Perhaps, at this moment, I should take out a cigarette, put it in my mouth, and let the power of thunder light it for me, since I'm going to die anyway.

"boom!!!"

Before the captain could finish his 13 laps, the thunderbolt struck down.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if only the pure white of thunder remained!

Such pure whiteness, so sacred, must not be defiled by anyone.

Such a place is a sanctuary!

And where the sanctuary is located, there will naturally be hymns!
"what!!!!!"

Because he was so close to the [Lustful Senator], the captain could clearly hear, besides the thunderous roar, the desperate wails that were ringing out beside him.

This sound is truly beautiful; it is indeed a sacred hymn.

The captain watched his body burn and disintegrate, but he felt no fear.

He could feel that he was now completing his most important task.

When the hymns in your ears stop, that's when you've finished your work.

How awesome!
Although I am about to die, at least I will be conscious and die a complete death.
"Captain, you deserve to die!!!"

Stop praising me, aren't I dying right now?
The sound of the hymn was gradually silenced by the thunder.

When the captain could no longer sense the presence of the "Lustful Senator," he felt an unparalleled sense of pleasure in his soul.

Death is truly a beautiful thing.

The sound of thunder seemed to have disappeared as well.

The world has become very quiet.

自己
I feel like I'm still alive, and I can still think clearly.

The captain opened his eyes and could clearly see the River City he loved so much.

However, it seems that I am now just a soul.

Perhaps it's because over the years, my soul has become stronger under the torment of the "Lustful Senator."

Even if one's physical body is destroyed, one can still maintain a complete soul state.

But without a physical body, the soul would die very soon.

Given my current state, it seems the people inside the warehouse can revive me.
No, thinking about it now, the fact that the "Lustful Congressman" appeared in the secret room where the person inside the warehouse was meant that the person inside the warehouse must have already met with misfortune.

It's normal that the power of the people inside the warehouse is enough to confirm the integrity of the soul, and that the "Lustful Councilor" could perceive it.

The man inside the warehouse was one of my contemporaries, so I have nothing to be saddened by his death.

Anyway, I'm going to die anyway. I'm going to die. I'm going to die.
The captain sensed something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, if the physical body is shattered to pieces, can it still be maintained for such a long time?

Since I'm already in a soul state anyway, instead of staying put, I might as well move a little closer to Hexie City and take another look at this city that gave me birth, nurtured me, and to which I gave my life.

The captain originally planned to drift slowly towards River City.
When the captain had this thought, a door that he knew all too well appeared before his eyes.

Isn't this the power of my own [Church Prison]?
How can he still possess the power of the church prison when his physical body is completely gone?
Moreover, why are all these doors edged with gold?

The original door was dark and lifeless, but now it has been edged with gold, giving it a striking sense of sophisticated and orderly beauty.

Furthermore, the intricate patterns on the door no longer serve an embellishment function; upon closer inspection, they seem to hold endless mysteries.

My own strength seems to have increased.

But then, he himself died.

Never mind, no matter what, no matter what state I am in now, I have already lost my physical body.

I've never heard of someone living without a physical body. Before I'm completely dead, I'll go back to the city.

Who knows, he might even be able to give a proper account of his final arrangements.

The captain pushed open the door and returned to where he had left off.

He saw Lin Hao
Thank you so much!

Although the captain wasn't entirely clear about the milk tea maker in Ke Chen City, expressing gratitude was always the right thing to do.

Lin Hao did not refuse the captain's thanks, but after the captain expressed his gratitude, Lin Hao pointed behind the captain.

"You should be more grateful to him, Black Impermanence, for it was he who protected your soul."

In the world of cultivation, those who fail to survive the tribulation of lightning will have their souls scattered.

But those who work overtime year-round are said to be possessed by the Black Impermanence (a malevolent spirit in Chinese mythology).

There are few deities, both in heaven and on earth, who understand the art of preserving souls better than Black Impermanence.

(End of this chapter)