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Chapter 479 Morro (4K)

"hiss"

Zhongtian Beiji carefully climbed down from the tree, and by the blazing firelight of the crashed Siersky helicopter, he pulled out a small splinter from his fingertip. While licking his fingers, he mumbled to Li Sheng, "How is things on the Oracle's side?"

"It's hard to say. Communication was cut off. We could only hear things like runways and monsters."

Li Sheng shook his head. Hearing a loud roar from the sky, he decisively stomped on the ground, dodged backward, and jumped to hide under the shade of a tree.

hum-

The fighter jet swept low overhead, its blast wave causing the treetops to sway violently. Judging from its shape, it was clearly an F-16.

After passing the crash site, it did not leave the island, but instead slowly turned and circled above the island.

"it's time to go."

Li Sheng looked away. If this F-16 fighter jet was equipped with the AN/AAQ-33 Sniper Advanced Targeting Pod, it could use infrared detection to scan and lock onto smaller heat sources such as humans after closing the distance.

Both he and Zhongtian Beiji are currently of infant size, with small heat source areas, and have tree branches and leaves to absorb mid-wave infrared radiation, so they will not be detected in a short period of time.

However, if the process drags on and other types of fighter jets, or even armed helicopters capable of loitering in the air for extended periods, things could get messy.

We need to quickly make a strategic shift and find Epstein and his group of SVIPs.

Fortunately, the helicopter's map had already marked the most likely location with a bull's head symbol—a valley that was inaccessible by car and extremely difficult to traverse.

Just like how wealthy people in the real world like to collect snakeskin bags and flip-flops with brand-name labels, they don't care about the actual use value of the items, but rather they favor the so-called "fashion" and "sophistication" that can distinguish them from the general public.

It just doesn't feel right unless you set up a secret camp in a secluded place.

As they continued their trek forward, Li Sheng and Zhongtian Beiji's expressions suddenly turned serious.

In the forest, many trees were broken and collapsed from the trunk, with claw marks carved into the broken parts, and huge plantigrade bear footprints (with the whole paw on the ground) were left on the ground.

Judging from the outline of the footprints, they are several times larger than those of an African elephant.

Zhongtian Beiji squatted down and felt the depth of the footprints, then looked up and carefully observed his surroundings.

The trees were breaking, and the footprints were not continuous, spaced tens of meters apart, as if moving forward in a flash through a dense forest.

This corresponds exactly to the supernatural monster mentioned by the oracle before the communication was cut off.

"I knew the system was up to no good."

Zhongtian Beiji took a deep breath, held the gun in his right hand, and drew a four-sided mace from thin air with his left.

This mace, ancient and worn, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, was not sharpened. Under the moonlight, it faintly emitted a dragon's roar and released various colored mists.

Noticing Li Sheng's surprised gaze, Zhongtian Beiji lowered his voice and quickly explained as he moved forward: "My power system comes from a dark fantasy world called [Absolute Prophecy, Fate-Tampering, and Heavenly Book]."

Broadly speaking, this can be understood as taking someone else's destiny and grafting it onto oneself, thereby gaining good fortune and blessings from extraordinary phenomena.

As a chaebol heir, Zhongtian Beiji doesn't need to upload first-person strategy videos to Firefox like ordinary players to earn subscription fees. Instead, he highly values ​​his personal privacy.

Not only do they not record videos themselves, but after a team mission is completed, they also spend money to buy the video copyrights from other teammates and pay hush money to prevent information from being leaked as much as possible.

However, since he had already decided to cultivate a good relationship with the ants, and the latter had just saved him once, there was naturally no need for him to hide it.

"I myself am in the Zi Fu Tong Gong Ge (紫府同宫格), destined for lifelong good fortune. I borrowed the Ji Xiang Li Ming Ge (极向离明格) from Alexander the Great of the Type-Moon world, and will rule the world."

Borrowing the Lianzhen Pojun skill from Guts in the world of Berserk, one is undaunted by desperate situations.

Borrowing the concept of "extremely strong Hurting Officer" from Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in a state of immaturity during the chaotic end of the Yuan Dynasty, and thus turning adversity into prosperity.

Uh... The cultivation technique I obtained is incomplete. The target for absorbing destiny is limited to NPCs in the script world, and the other party must be 100% willing.

However, the NPCs are quite willing to trade with me.

That's true. Zhongtian Beiji always makes a deal with NPCs in the few minutes before he leaves the script mission to avoid possible plot overrun penalties.

Furthermore, the vast majority of NPCs either do not believe in or do not care about the concept of destiny.

Especially when Zhu Yuanzhang was young, just as Zhu Wusi and the Chen family were starving to death, Zhongtian Beiji descended from the sky and gave him a magic bean. As long as he planted it in the soil and watered it, it would grow into instant noodle cakes.

Zhongtian Beiji smoothly "tricked" his way into obtaining the destiny of an emperor, and left the script world satisfied. Before leaving, he accidentally left behind a brochure for "The Cult of Flying Spaghetti Monsters."
This is suspected to have brought the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to the world many years earlier than originally planned.
Li Sheng rubbed his chin and said as he walked, "Then the growth potential of your [Absolute Prophecy, Usurping Fate, and Defying the Heavenly Book] is quite strong."

"Actually, the efficiency is just so-so. There are quite a few drawbacks, such as not being able to encounter the right NPC in every mission."

After absorbing the destiny, the difficulty of the next mission will increase slightly;

After leaving the original world that contradicted the Heavenly Book, there was a lack of coordinated cultivation techniques;

It can only be considered a stepping stone to unlocking the boundaries of top-tier powerhouses.

Zhongtian Beiji paused for a moment, his expression complex, and said, "Among the mid-to-high-level players of the major guilds in the killing field, there's always been a saying: all roads lead to Rome. Even unorthodox methods, the most obscure power systems..."
In the battlefield brimming with infinite possibilities, it is also possible to connect and complement other power systems, achieving an effect far greater than the sum of its parts, and ultimately attaining immortality.

However, the biggest implicit condition is time.

"Hmm?" Li Sheng raised an eyebrow and pondered, "According to research data from Johns Hopkins University in the United States, modern people spend an average of more than 3 hours a day on their mobile phones. Therefore, as long as you steal eight mobile phones a day, you can have twice as much time as others."

???

Are you buying your goods from Huaqiangbei?
AAA is a secondhand mobile phone direct sales shill, right?

Zhongtian Beiji's eye twitched, and he continued, "For mid-to-high-level superhumans, the few weeks between two missions is still too short."

Only a very few power systems do not require high-intensity training, such as vampires, mutants, Devil Fruit users, and cybernetic bodies;
Most other power systems, such as telekinesis, the Force, arcane arts, chakra, Taoist magic, and ancient martial arts, require long-term training, or even a sudden flash of inspiration after a long period of honing, to achieve a breakthrough.

The slums and the so-called "spiritual time chambers" and "highly realistic brain-training gyms" of various guilds are mostly just for show and cannot provide a real "breakthrough moment".

An interesting fact is that simply possessing devices such as extradimensional spaces, pocket spaces, and private caves does not necessarily make one a top-tier superhuman.

But all top players have their own, different types of pocket space.

Therefore, this theory posits that the true age of top-tier powerhouses is far greater than the age stated on their ID cards plus the time elapsed in the scripted world. They exploit the differences in time flow within these smaller worlds to fully unleash the potential of their own power systems, thus achieving immortality.

"I understand. Sufficient time is a necessary but not sufficient condition for top-level leaders."

Li Sheng nodded. Player forums are platforms for the general public, while the core members of major guilds like Zhongtian Beiji often have their own small groups in private, where they discuss more advanced topics.

This time theory is quite enlightening, but Li Sheng doesn't believe it entirely—the Lv40 sample size is too small, and there are too many things that cannot be replicated.

Fighter jets could appear in the sky at any moment, so Li Sheng and Zhongtian Beiji raced forward, quickly approaching the valley camp on the map.

tread!
Suddenly, the two of them stopped at the same time.

A low, painful groan came from ahead, accompanied by a strange smell on the wind.

Without needing to communicate verbally, Zhongtian Beiji silently climbed to the treetops and set up his gun for guard duty.

Li Sheng then rolled the slime-shaped gray rain into a large pancake, stuffed it into the lining of his bulletproof vest as a second layer of protection, and then crouched down and quickly approached. The groaning came from an elderly white man with a full head of white hair, wearing only a black robe with a pointed hood, lying diagonally beside a tree root, with a cut on his abdomen.

The wound was extremely precise and clean, with little blood seeping out; instead, intestines were exposed.

A soft, mucus-covered, grayish-white intestine emerged from the wound, wrapping around the old white man's neck like a Hawaiian garland.

He was in constant, intense pain, and his past life of luxury left him with neither the ability nor the courage to put his intestines back in.

"Alan Dershowitz?"

Li Sheng narrowed his eyes. This elderly white man was none other than the renowned American Jewish lawyer and legal educator, who, starting in the 1960s, held the record for the youngest professor at Harvard Law School at the age of 28.

Over the next 60 years of his practice, he represented numerous high-profile cases, served as legal counsel to five consecutive U.S. presidents, and had students and former associates all over the world. Even the justices of the U.S. Supreme Court addressed him as "teacher."

Even across the ocean, there are legal professionals who regard him as a spiritual idol and a guiding light in their lives.

In the real-world timeline, court documents show that this person was extremely addicted to Epstein Island.
He visited the island more than 130 times, maintained a close relationship with Epstein in social settings, and personally helped the latter win his 2006 legal battle.

After Epstein's case came to light, Dershowitz repeatedly maintained his innocence but explicitly opposed the release of the documents' contents.

So if Teacher Luo had changed her name to "Loli" earlier, she would have been able to meet her idol long ago!

Why not even qualify to go to the island?

In short, Alan Dershowitz was a complete Jewish old lawyer, and he deserved to die.

The question is, who put him here?

Li Sheng, failing to spot the trap, turned to look at Zhongtian Beiji, raised his hand above his head, and covered his skull with his palm, meaning "cover me."

Zhongtian Beiji raised his wrist to face height and clenched his fist, meaning "Understood".

Sudden——

Li Sheng rushed to Dershowitz in three quick steps, pressed the children's version of the JR-15 pistol against the latter's forehead, and shouted in a deep voice, "Where is everyone else?"

"Ho ho."

Dershowitz had clearly been standing there for a while, his consciousness was blurred, and he was on the verge of death.

Seeing that he was about to die, Li Sheng decisively took out an adrenaline stick from the automated warehouse and shoved it into the old lawyer's thigh with a "plop".

His breathing quickened, his heart pounded, his pupils dilated—Dershowitz experienced a final burst of lucidity, his eyes still glazed, but his speech partially returned. He cried out in a shrill voice, "Moro! Pharaoh! Burnt offering!"

After saying that, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Holy crap, don't die! Finish what you have to say before you die!"

Li Sheng quickly smashed down more syringes and raised his foot to kick Dershowitz in the chest, kicking out another section of his intestines.

"I think you might as well just shoot him."

Zhongtian Beiji silently complained in his heart, and the next second, the system notification sounded.

Phase Two Mission Objective: Locate and kill eight SVIP clients. Currently 1/8 complete.

Ok?
Zhongtian Beiji was taken aback at first, but then quickly realized what was happening.

As a leading figure in the American legal community, a mentor to a Supreme Court justice, personally helped Epstein win his legal battles, and was also the most frequent visitor to the island, Dershowitz would naturally be included in the SVIP category.

In addition to this system notification, Li Sheng also received a separate notification.

[One SVIP has died; current player ability unlock progress increased by 6%]

He turned to look at the North Pole in the Mid-Sky, frowned, and asked, "Did you hear what Dershowitz said just now?"

“I heard you. Moro, Pharaoh, burnt offering.”

Zhongtian Beiji solemnly said, "【Molo】may be the god Moloch worshipped by the ancient Canaanites, who were later denounced as evil gods after the Catholic Church grew in power."

Of course, this is not unjustified, as the Moroccan faith is closely related to the 'firstborn into the Lord,' and whether it is a human's first child or a livestock's first offspring, it must be sacrificed to Him.

As for "Pharaoh," the meaning is too broad, and it's unclear which pharaoh it refers to.

And burnt offerings.”

Li Sheng nodded and said, "I know that. It's a warrior's two-cost attack card that deals 21 damage to all enemies. Add a Burn card to the discard pile."

Are you playing Killing Spire here?

Zhongtian Beiji's eye twitched, but he remained unaffected and continued, "Burnt sacrifice was an important sacrificial practice among the ancient Semitic peoples, in which animals symbolizing purity were killed, skinned, cut into pieces, and burned."

God had asked Abraham to offer up his son Isaac, but at the crucial moment, God sent an angel to tell Abraham to use a goat instead.

The origins of this myth are also directly related to Moloch.

It is understandable that ancient people, not understanding the laws of nature and fearing the power of nature, chose to place their faith in ethereal deities and offer sacrifices.

The Semitic people, the Shang Dynasty people, and the Aztecs all practiced this method.

But in the modern society of the 21st century, a group of international elites at the top of the pyramid, who constantly talk about democracy, freedom, and universal values, still secretly believe in Morocco.
Please, please adopt some feudalism! Slavery is just too backward.
and many more.

Suddenly, Li Sheng thought of something. Under Zhongtian Beiji's horrified gaze, he took out scissors, cut open Dershowitz's chest and abdomen, and cut off his stomach directly.

"Uh, you're not thinking of collecting it, are you?"

"Collect? What kind of person do you take me for? I didn't bring formaldehyde this time."

Li Sheng casually remarked, cutting open Dershowitz's stomach with scissors, "Judging from the island's timeline, Dershowitz, Epstein, and the others entered the jungle camp before sunset."

I don't believe these extravagant and wealthy elites can resist eating for half a day.

Sure enough, after cutting open the stomach, undigested food was found inside.

Caviar, red wine, beef, and a pickled, stewed finger.

Even Zhongtian Beiji, who had seen the dark Middle Ages in the Berserk world, turned pale upon seeing that finger, which was clearly too small for his age, and slapped his chest to stop himself from vomiting on the spot.

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Li Sheng remained expressionless, using tweezers to pick up a finger with his left hand and putting on a scaled-down version of his information integration glasses with his right hand, carefully observing the situation.

【Item Name: Finger】

[Source: Young Humans]

[Description: A burnt offering tainted by evil magic, its power originating from the Alliance of Demon Scientists]

(End of this chapter)