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Chapter 1253 Aftermath: City in the Clouds 2
Yundu, the capital of the Ming Dynasty's overseas provinces, is located atop the highest mountain in the northern coastal region.

This mountain was not formed naturally. Legend has it that when the Star God fought against the extraterrestrial demons, his spear fell to the ground and transformed into the solitary peak that stands between the sky and the sea.

Centered on Yundu, seven satellite cities spread out in a fan shape, with countless villages and towns scattered across the land.

He Jiu's home is in a small town at the foot of Yundu Mountain. You could call it a rural-urban fringe area, but it's not wrong to call it a small town.

The town is officially named "Observation Post No. 4" on the map, but locals prefer to call it "Three Trees".

It's not that the environment is bad and only three trees remain, but rather that the main purpose of establishing this observation post was to observe those three giant ferns in the valley.

He Jiu, carrying a blood-stained sack, sneaked into the back door of the clinic.

"Go and turn yourself in."

Dr. Xu was tidying up surgical instruments when she heard footsteps. She sniffed the air, then spoke without looking up.

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, Lao Xu!"

He Jiu put the sack off his shoulder and said with a grin, "Who doesn't know that your medical skills are divine and your hands can bring the dead back to life..."

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Dr. Xu put his mask and gloves back on, frowned, opened the sack, took a look, and sighed.

"Xiao Jiu, do you know that in this world, only earthworms can survive when they are cut in half?"

"It's a monster, or even a monster, I've seen them before!"

"Given your level of education, it's difficult for me to explain this to you, so... before it goes bad, go home and stew it."

"No way, Lao Xu! She already said that if I can bring her back to life, she'll be my wife!"

He Jiu quickly pleaded, "We've been friends for so many years, can you bear to see me single for the rest of my life? Please do me a favor and save her life, I'll agree to any condition you ask, okay?"

Dr. Xu pushed up his glasses.

"You should go to the restroom."

"what?"

"Take a piss and look at yourself. With a face like yours, you actually believed that girl when she said she wanted to marry you? What did she see in you? When someone is about to die, they'll say anything to save their life..."

"I believe!"

He Jiu said loudly, "She's not very bright and won't lie."

Dr. Xu choked on those words and it took him a long time to recover.

How could anyone say such a thing?
Perhaps being single for too long has caused sexual repression that has damaged her brain?

Don't try to reason with a mentally ill person.

Dr. Xu coughed and said seriously, "If you want me to save her, you have to find three things for me."

"Which three?"

"First, a can of Grade A Morningstar... thankfully, I already have that."

He Jiu was a thrifty and hardworking person. Adhering to the principle that a thief should never leave empty-handed, he also packed up the Morning Star that the little monster always carried. When monsters at the airport are on combat missions, they must carry at least eight cans of Morning Star, at least one of which must be Grade A.

Fortunately, the little monster hadn't used it yet.

Dr. Xu took the jar of Morning Star, which was shimmering with brilliant light, out of the sack, threw it into the sink, and turned on the tap to rinse off the bloodstains.

"Then there is at least 2000 milliliters of fresh dinosaur blood."

2000 ml?

He Jiu was dumbfounded: "That thing is very expensive!"

"You're a thief, what business is it of yours whether the stuff is expensive or not?"

Dr. Xu pointed to the two pieces of corpse on the operating table: "They're already like this... If you don't give her a blood transfusion, do you expect me to give her a golden pill? You definitely can't get real dragon blood, so just make do with dinosaur blood for now."

"And then there's a third thing."

"What?"

"Go and burn down Chen Laohu's smuggling warehouse."

"what?"

He Jiu asked, puzzled, "Is this Chen Laohu related to you, or to her?"

"All."

"Ok?"

"None of them."

"Hiss... Old Xu, there's something cryptic in what you said, isn't there?"

Dr. Xu said calmly, "His warehouse has smuggled dinosaur blood, and... you don't really think that if you just picked up a monster, the officials in Yundu won't investigate, do you? You have to make a fuss and attract their attention."

Fine……

Having been single for so many years, He Jiu's longing for a wife who could breathe had surpassed everything else.

Of course, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but you can still find them if you want to; it's just a matter of quality.

The neighbors already have two children, and Sister Song, who is known for sucking up dirt wherever she sits, has hinted many times that she hopes he will stop trying.

But deep down, He Jiu is a person with great taste. He may say that as long as he can breathe, he is fine, but in reality, he is unwilling to compromise.

The little monster is pretty and cute; it doesn't matter whether it's human or not.

As for legal issues... why should a thief think so much about it?
There's no doubt about Dr. Xu's medical skills; he is a "surgeon."

This is the more official way of saying it; in the common parlance, it should be called "the skin painter."

Rumor has it that he can peel off a whole, fresh human skin and put it on himself to impersonate that person.

Although He Jiu had never seen Dr. Xu peel off human skin, he had seen the human skin masks he made, which were incredibly lifelike.

The only problem is the price. I've saved up for so long, but I can't bring myself to buy one. Speaking of price, the monster ones are even more expensive on the black market, and they're practically priceless.

The so-called monsters refer to the bio-engineered human army mass-produced by the upper echelons of Yundu using some kind of dark technology.

These cyborgs have no parents, no emotions, and are infused with dragon blood, enabling them to unleash extremely powerful combat abilities.

Safe, reliable, affordable, and not tempted by money or beauty, thus avoiding being lured into corruption. This is the ideal security force in the hearts of the gentlemen of Shangcheng District, Yundu.

Furthermore, there are additional benefits, such as the ability to train day and night.

When He Jiu was a child, he bought a lot of comics related to monsters and other indescribable things at the bookstore in town.

Imagine it or not, reality is often harsh.

Not only are monsters powerful in combat, but they also possess remarkable resilience. Even a small monster, cut in half at the waist, can recover with timely medical treatment.

Capturing a monster alive is extremely difficult, and such an act is considered a serious crime that endangers the safety of Yundu. In the past, there have been outlaws who tried to do this, but they all met tragic ends.

Just as Chen Laohu's smuggling warehouse was set on fire, He Jiu heard the sound of a car engine in the distance, and he turned and ran without hesitation.

The hunting dogs followed the scent and came looking for him; their efficiency was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

When he returned to the clinic, Dr. Xu had already finished the suturing.

The little monster lay on the operating table like a corpse, its slender waist bearing horrific lacerations, suggesting that there was little need for rescue.

But this is just an illusion.

He Jiu had even seen monsters that were reduced to just a head, yet remained lively and energetic after a couple of days.

"Go home first, and come back tomorrow."

Dr. Xu waved impatiently to shoo people away.

"I'll stay here for the night..."

"roll!"

"No, I'm mainly afraid she'll run away."

"How about I saw your foot off?"

"No, no, no, I was just kidding. Old Xu, you have absolutely no sense of humor."

He Jiu was actually feeling guilty and didn't dare to go home.

In the past, petty theft was one thing, but now that they've stolen something big, who knows if hunting dogs will catch up with them by smell.

Beauty can be a trap; how could I have gotten carried away with it?
Looking back now, I'm filled with lingering fear.

To calm his anxiety, He Jiu left the clinic and wandered into a tavern, where he ordered a bottle of beer and a plate of pork skin jelly. He ate for half an hour before heading home.

Just as he arrived at his doorstep, two people suddenly emerged from the alley next to him and surrounded him from the left and right.

He Jiuxin thought to himself, "That's it, I'm done for."

What are you afraid of?

Before anyone could make a move, he immediately put his hands on his head and knelt down on the ground in one swift motion.

The next moment he was roughly pinned down and handcuffed.

"Government! I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

Although he knew that the people who came to his door were probably up to no good, He Jiu still held onto a sliver of hope and wanted to try to clear his name.

A cold voice came from behind: "A law-abiding citizen? Judging by your practiced movements, you don't look like a law-abiding citizen at all."

He Jiu's home is not large, just a rental room of less than ten square meters. Apart from being a little clean, it has almost no other advantages.

Single men generally don't care much about personal hygiene, but that won't work in their line of work. If you make yourself stink, people will avoid you as soon as they smell it, how are you going to make money?

Furthermore, when climbing over walls to enter a house, one must not leave any scent, lest a dog be able to track them down by its nose.

Those rich people are all freaks; who knows what they're hiding in their homes? Sometimes you think you've only taken a little something valuable, but who knows how many messy things are involved behind the scenes.

Upon seeing Li Xi sitting on his sofa with her legs crossed, flipping through a comic book magazine on the table, He Jiu's heart sank completely.

I'm so stupid, really.

He Jiu had only heard of the Golden Retriever's great reputation before, and knew that many predecessors had fallen at her hands, but He Jiu still held a sliver of hope.

What if?
There's no such thing as a "what if".

"What is your name?"

The woman, with an angelic face but a venomous heart, put down her comic book magazine, her cold, golden eyes fixed on He Jiu's. In that instant, He Jiu felt his heart stop beating.

They've come all the way to my doorstep, how could they not know who I am?
He Jiu didn't dare to complain and honestly replied, "Reporting to the government, my name is He Jiu."

"age."

"Seventeen..."

The cold gaze pressing down on him instantly hardened.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on He Jiu's forehead.

"I'm asking your real age."

"Really seventeen!"

Li Xi stood up, walked behind He Jiu, and patted him on the shoulder.

He Jiu shuddered and almost peed himself.

"I heard that you've been telling everyone that you're the illegitimate son of Grand Commander Wang?"

"No no!"

He Jiu shook his head frantically: "That was just me bragging when I was drunk, sir! Don't take drunken talk seriously!"

(End of this chapter)