Above Destiny

Chapter 480 Fortunately and Misfortune
Reality is like a bad movie that is forced to happen, and sometimes, its development is always beyond expectations.

The reason why spiritual plagues such as aphrodisiac disease are troublesome is that they can be transmitted through the flow of spiritual essence, and the nature of spiritual essence is always changing.

No matter how strict the defense is, there is a chance that the deceased's last thoughts, ideas, and desires may remain on something and fall into the hands of others, and then spread.

Whether it's banknotes, plastic bags, or old clothes...

However, the protection of the Law of the Heavenly Governor is equivalent to a repulsive field covering the entire city. It is difficult for ordinary people to detect, but it is everywhere, and it will change on its own to respond to abnormalities. Even if it is not officially activated, the tiny spiritual residues such as the spiritual plague will be completely dispelled and will not last long.

There is no basis for dissemination at all.

From this perspective, City Hall is as stable as a rock and there is actually nothing wrong with it.

This is the confidence that Tianyuan brings me!
Unfortunately, self-confidence often does not last long, and Tianyuan is often not omnipotent. Under the seemingly strict rules, there may be countless loopholes.

The first area to suffer was the Beishan District, where foreign immigrants and a large number of unregistered residents gathered.

When the first and second patients with aphrodisiac syndrome were discovered, they could still be regarded as isolated cases. But when the hospital found dozens or hundreds of aphrodisiac syndrome patients queuing up to buy sleeping pills, the situation became serious!

"Yes, it's right here, Sister Wen."

Tong Hua, the expert guide, easily identified the source of the infection.

A van stopped in front of a shabby office building, with a messy sign hanging on the door saying "Six-Dimensional Super Magnetic Mind Healing Center" and so on.

Located in a remote suburb, with sparse traffic, quiet and dilapidated, this kind of place is simply a favorite of pyramid schemes, fraud gangs, and religious groups.

The loudspeaker outside was cheerfully playing old folk songs...

But the hall inside was dark and empty, with only a few staggering figures wandering back and forth.

The stench of decay spread faintly.

"That's enough..."

Wen Wen took a look at the scene inside and couldn't help but sigh tiredly.

First there were the White State terrorists, then a large roving Heart Hub fraud gang, and then a cult organization suspected of being a cult that spread among immigrants. A lot of things have popped up in the past few days, just like playing whack-a-mole, when you push down one, two pop up.

The Beishan Group, which had been lying low for a while, was already very busy, but the suicide bombers in Baibang who had escaped had not been captured yet, and the dream disorder began to spread again.

I ran here exhausted, but everything was already irreversible.

You'll know at a glance.

There's no one alive inside...

"Notify the police station and put up the cordon first. We need to clear out everything inside." Wen Wen waved her hand and got out of the car with a sigh.

"Uh..." Tong Hua hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Wen Wen asked puzzledly.

"The police department in this area has been disbanded."

Tong Hua shrugged: "After Xu Chaoxian outsourced the police station, this area couldn't afford the security fees and has always been outside the jurisdiction... After all, this is the Beishan District."

boom!
The ground beneath Wen Wen's feet cracked and there was a loud noise.

His face was ashen.

"What a bitch..."

Wen Wen gritted her teeth, had nothing more to say, silently pulled up her sleeves, and walked straight towards the office building. With one kick, she broke the shaky glass door. Amid the harsh sound, the wandering figures turned their heads stiffly.

There was no expression on his empty face.

The flesh and blood body has long been empty, and what remains now is only the pure desire of a living being after being deformed.

Hungry and thirsty.

"I'm hungry... I'm hungry..."

The bloody mouths opened instinctively. Behind the counter, the two zombies lying on the ground slowly crawled up. Even their broken bodies that had been eaten away began to wriggle and crawl on their hands.

But even though they have fallen to this point, there is always a faint smile on their faces.

Eerie.

Unfortunately, they found the wrong person...

Wen Wen closed her eyes irritably, took a deep breath, and then stamped her feet.

boom!
Invisible waves spread along the matter, sweeping across it mightily. Wherever it passed, zombies and bodies fell to the ground one after another. Muffled sounds continued from bottom to top.

Amid the roar, layer upon layer of floor shook violently, and the rushing power spread along the medium, destroying one body after another, causing the entire office building shrouded in alien spiritual energy to fall into deathly silence.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

No more sound.

Only an illusory chuckle sounded from behind.

Wen Wen looked back suddenly, but there was no one behind her.

She was silent and clenched her fists.

In the dead silence, there was a sound like a bubble bursting... and wisps of phantom light rose from above the corpses.

The spiritual essence is overflowing.

Something was squirming in the mouths, noses and eye sockets of the corpses, and gradually crawled out, like a tiny worm, wet and twisting its body. After hatching, it shed its last shell.

The slender wings slowly spread out and flapped.

The rainbow light was flowing, strange and dazzling.

One after another they rise up, and just like that, amidst the illusory laughter, they spread their wings and fly to the free sky.

Unfortunately, before that, Wen Wen had already extended her hand.

Silently clenched.

——Ruins·Stagnation Zone!

The building froze in an instant. Not only matter, but even spirits could not escape from the eternal stagnation.

Then, everything shook.

Snapped!
Outside the office building, when Tong Hua quietly opened a bag of potato chips, she heard footsteps returning.

Behind Wen Wen, the huge office building slowly collapsed in the wind, turning into billions of grains of sand that fell silently.

"I hold it in my mouth!"

Tong Hua was stunned: "Sister Wen, have you finally mastered your magic? When will we be able to master both literature and martial arts and unify the martial arts world?"

"Don't make trouble."

Wen Wen knocked her forehead in annoyance, took out her cigarette box, picked it up subconsciously, but her movement stopped in mid-air. After a long time, she took the cigarette off, crushed it into pieces, and threw it away.

"This is really troublesome..."

In the sky, a faint rainbow light flickered. In the chaotic slums in the distance, in the mud after the rainstorm, a few spiritual insects that had completed their development rose into the sky.

When the wings open and close, they cast dots of phosphorescence.
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The outbreak came with unexpected violence and speed.

The wilderness, which had flourished for a few months after the rainy season, fell silent again and became closed, with all the settlements closing their gates or blocking the roads.

The panic spread like wildfire, even to the point of expelling all outsiders and even besieging illegal immigrants.

Even the operation of courier logistics came to a temporary halt.

No orders to accept.

Compared to the stability brought about by the recent full-scale deployment of the Security Bureau in the city, the wilderness is already in chaos. Countless flying insects spread their wings and take off and land continuously, gathering together and turning into a gorgeous yet horrifying disaster.

Even animals cannot escape.

There are even signs that they are specialized in besieging and parasitizing small organisms.

In the large number of images transmitted by drones, animals with stiff postures would sometimes collapse dead on the side of the road while walking. Large numbers of insects would quickly hatch from the quickly rotting corpses and spread wildly.

This wave of disaster caught everyone off guard.

Fortunately, thanks to the strong promotion of vaccines on the coast, not many people were injured in the first wave of impact. But according to people who fled from other states, there are already several unlucky settlements in the area, which have no living people at all. They are empty and full of insects flying around.

As panic spread, large numbers of people began to gather in Xinquan again.

But there were checkpoints blocking him outside and he couldn't leave.

Xinquan has been placed under martial law.

Now, it is the turn of those communities and smart people who previously mocked and even violently expelled medical staff when promoting vaccines to regret.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

A sea of ​​people gathered together, and even though they knew there was a possibility of infection, they could no longer care.

"Please, big brother, let me in. The goods are about to go bad."

"The child is innocent!"

"You won't just stand by and watch someone die, right?"

"I was saying, how could you be so kind? You must have let him out!"

"Let the Ji guy come out and give us an explanation!"

"Don't be afraid, let's rush forward together..."

The noisy and chaotic voices overlapped each other, causing the whole place to become boiling and the restless crowd gradually became frenzied.

From beginning to end, the armed security guard at the sentry post had a blank expression on his face.

"Fucking idiot."

In the watchtower, Lu Feng finished smoking and waved without interest.

Then, in front of the checkpoint, the high-pressure water cannons on the armored vehicles were activated and sprayed, forcibly dispersing the crowd amid the sound of sirens.

We gave you the vaccine for free before, but you refused to take it. Now that something has happened, you turn around and blame others.

It's like being sick.

Besides...the vaccine has been out of stock for a long time.

Even the people in Xinquan were not fully covered. "Can't get in touch with them."

Yu Shu put down the phone and shook his head tiredly: "When I first called, he was willing to shirk responsibility, but in the end, all the advance payment and penalty were returned yesterday."

There is no production capacity, no logistics, the goods cannot be delivered and we have to wait in line.

There are as many excuses as you want.

As a result, it has been delayed until now...

But in reality, vaccine production is not that complicated.

It's nothing more than those pharmaceutical companies wanting to seize the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and sell the waste piled up in their warehouses at the price of gold.

What's more, it added fuel to the fire.

At present, the dangers of "new encephalitis" are being publicized at full speed on television every day, and the mouthpieces are exaggerating the tragic consequences of the disease. The price of vaccines on the black market has begun to rise wildly.

Over in the Old Town, Chen Xingzhou did transfer a batch of generic drugs from Qiandao for the sake of their friendship, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Among the people Ji Jue knew, Xie Lan had the ability to do so. But how much could he produce by rubbing his hands 24 hours a day, all by himself, without any professional equipment?

For several days in a row, Ji Jue's expression became increasingly gloomy.

Everything could have been salvaged, but all we could do was watch it all deteriorate to this point.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned to look at the names of pharmaceutical companies and insurance and financial groups, reading them one by one from top to bottom repeatedly and memorizing them in his mind.

Pan Ying was pulled out and put back in, sharpened repeatedly, but still difficult to control.

Amid the ticking of the clock, on the other side of the office, Yu Shu, who was processing documents behind the desk, suddenly froze and glanced down at his cell phone.

Hesitant to speak.

Ji Jue raised his head, looked over, and figured out what was going on. "What's wrong?"

"Something happened."

Yu Shu's words were stumbling and stammering.

Just now, in Xinquan Town, the first infected person who died from the spiritual plague appeared...

Ji Jue was silent for a long time, then slowly stood up.

Walk out the door.

The market was silent and a cordon had been drawn.

Not far away, there were still people looking at the scene in fear, their fear still lingering. Thanks to the previous preparations and arrangements, the death of the infected did not cause large-scale chaos and panic.

The crowd was evacuated and treatment was carried out as soon as the incident was discovered.

The soup was still bubbling in the stall, but behind the table, a skinny man lay curled up in a chair, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, without any breath left.

I fell into a long sleep during a short nap.

As if he was still immersed in a beautiful dream, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Like a smile.

In the silence, only the gurgling sound of the huge soup pot that was about to boil dry and the rising of steam. The uncut powder cakes in the basket had already stuck together.

Ji Jue looked at the face on the chair and finally recognized the old appearance and traces. In a flash of realization, he suddenly realized that he had treated him to noodles before.

However, his smile at that time was too mercenary and mature, and it was difficult to tell whether it was flattery, awe and fawning, or tears of gratitude.

Now it’s much easier to laugh.

"...Didn't you say you got vaccinated?" he asked, turning around.

"The vaccine is not 100% guaranteed." Yu Shu's expression was complicated: "If the physical and spiritual conditions are too weak, there will also be a lack of resistance... Besides..."

He paused and sighed in silence.

This body is almost exhausted.

Qi and blood are weak, and breathing is difficult.

Like a candle in the wind...

Even if this incident had not happened, he might have died at any time. The so-called spiritual plague was nothing more than the last gust of wind that happened to blow by.

Ji Jue turned around and looked at the marketing manager who had just arrived: "What's going on with him?"

"It's him."

After the market manager found out who the deceased was, he was stunned for a moment with a complicated expression, as if he had expected it. He sighed softly: "At least I can suffer less, and I am relieved."

Ji Jue was silent for a moment, and his voice gradually turned cold: "Is someone blackmailing me?"

"No, no, no, that's not the case. There's no such thing in our market. Even if there was, the security team would have broken his legs." The person in charge hurriedly explained, wiping his sweat, and sighed, "This guy works too hard. He sells powder in the morning and evening, and delivers garbage in the middle of the night. Every time he goes to and from Yacheng, he brings a lot of small pieces to sell. It's like this every day... I've told him many times that his body can't take it, but he doesn't listen.

I heard that Hai'an offered piece-rate jobs with a base salary, so I went to apply for them many times. The recruiters knew him and every time they just advised him to come back, saying that he was too old and couldn't endure it.

A few days ago, he asked me if delivering goods was profitable, but luckily I stopped him from going."

"Do you owe any debt?" Yu Shu asked.

"Yeah, more or less, everyone has some these days, but he has a big gap."

The person in charge asked several people who were sweeping the floor to answer, saying at the same time: "In addition to making money to pay off debts, we also have to treat my wife's illness, that eczema..."

"Lichenosis?"

"Yes, there was a commotion a few years ago. There was no house outside the city that didn't have someone dead."

"I've lost everything in my family. I can't even buy medicine. I heard that except for my wife, everyone in my family is gone."

"It's so pitiful."

The smoking auntie leaned on her broom and shook her head: "My wife died a few days ago."

“Didn’t they say he was well?” The person in charge was also surprised: “He was very happy for a long time last month and even gave me candy…”

"You were almost well." The aunt glanced at him and whispered, "In the end... it's inevitable to encounter such a thing. If you ask me, you've suffered enough. You can't bear it anymore, right?"

Yu Shu was stunned.

Eyes lowered.

Long before he went to the Thousand Islands, he had looked through the records of the Sogo Church.

Over the past few hundred years, there have been numerous records of spiritual plagues, among which there have been several outbreaks of aphrodisiac disease alone, and dozens of large-scale epidemics, all of which occurred during periods of chaos and intervals between wars.

Compared to the tragic situation in my memory where the entire island was completely silent, now it is just a small scene.

According to statistics from the Sogo Church, the incubation period of aphrodisiac syndrome is actually very long, and there are even cases of asymptomatic carriers. The causes of the disease are also varied, but the most common cause is only one...

——I want to die.

After losing all attachment to life, a desire for death will arise. As consciousness gradually evaporates, the self also leaves with the dream, never to be seen again, and only an empty shell is left in the world.

Never feel pain again.

In the silence, Ji Jue was silent, staring at the quiet face covered with wrinkles. It seemed as if he was still immersed in a beautiful dream, and all the sufferings and wrinkles were slightly curved.

I have used up all the smiles I have accumulated throughout my life.

"Mr. Ji..."

Yu Shu plucked up his courage and called out in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile yet."

Ji Jue shook his head slowly, "I was just wondering...what did he see at the last moment?"

Yu Shu's lips twitched, and for some reason, he suddenly recalled himself when a gun was pointed at his face at sea.

The bodies drifting in the ocean, the songs in the mist, it seems that an unprecedented peace is calling to me...

When the end came, what I felt was not fear or unwillingness.

It's a kind of relief.

“…Maybe it’s happiness.”

He subconsciously murmured softly.

Look at that face.

The suffering is over, and from now on, there is no need to worry.

That’s why I smile…

"happiness?"

Ji Jue seemed to laugh.

He finally turned around and looked at him, but there was no smile on his face, and his pupils were dark: "A world where you can only feel happy after death, doesn't anyone think there is a problem with that?"

"..."

Yu Shu was stunned and silent.

Only his fingers trembled a little, and he clenched them subconsciously.

Being looked at like that, I wanted to reply, but I couldn't speak and couldn't find the answer.

But Ji Jue had already turned and left.

Leave decisively.

fed up.
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"Isis."

"Sir, I'm here."

"Prepare me some mercury, start the workshop, adjust the sequence to mobilize the spiritual essence reserves, and open the fourth and seventh material libraries..."

"Understood. Prepare for the large-scale alchemy project. Warm-up begins."

Isis finally asked, "What's the name of the project?"

"【worm】."

(End of this chapter)