Above Destiny

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In the silent consultation room, only rapid breathing could be heard. The pale light pierced the eyes that were constantly expanding and contracting.

The person bound to the chair made indistinct sounds and struggled desperately.

The chair nailed to the ground creaked and groaned, the sound echoing in the air filled with the smell of disinfectant, while the scribbling of pen nib against paper continued incessantly.

"Relax, don't be nervous, open your mouth."

The doctor lifted the tongue depressor, threw it into the trash can, and turned to his assistant, saying, "Male, adult, healthy, upper lip, give it a yellow label, next."

The assistant buried his head in taking notes, while behind the chair, another person raised his hand and skillfully placed the injection gun against the 'patient's' neck, pulling the trigger.

Immediately, the struggling person fell silent.

Then, amidst a piercing scream, another person was dragged in and tied to a chair.

"Female, elderly, weak and short-lived, Bing... Bai Biao, next."

"Female, young and beautiful, B-rank, set a green label..."

"This won't do, he's on drugs, C-class..."

"This one won't do either, scrap it."

"B on top, red label...C below, white label...C, white label...red label..."

"Next!"

The injection gun was pulled again and again, operating like an assembly line. In the corridor, those who were groaning or numb were pushed into the infirmary one by one, and then pulled out one by one and pushed into different rooms.

Suddenly, a chilling cry and scream rang out.

Then, it abruptly stopped.

With a click, the door that had been opened closed.

Only the creaking of the cart, laden with numerous sealed containers, left two broken, bloody tracks on the ground... leading towards the cold storage.

In the cages lining both sides of the corridor, the anesthetized trophies were sorted and thrown into their proper places, unable to even utter a sound.

Only the empty pupils were wide open, staring blankly at the pale light above.

In the deathly silence of the lower levels, there wasn't even a sound of speaking or whispering; amidst the buzzing noise of the equipment, a faint, indistinct sob seemed to echo forever.

The efficient sorting and slaughtering continued, with faint cheers and clamor coming from the top deck.

It was mixed with angry shouts and curses.

It's like two different worlds.

"WTF."

On the top deck of the Ivory, the screams abruptly stopped, and the raised golf clubs stopped in mid-air.

Renut stepped on the dying figure beneath his feet, turned back in confusion, and frowned: "Wasn't it supposed to be a bumper harvest? I handed in more than last time."

“The quantity is not a problem, but the loss rate of your products is too high, down six percentage points compared to the same period last year.”

The middle-aged man, who looked like a doctor, smiled obsequiously and reminded him, "Second Mr., I hope you can pay more attention. After all, we're going to make money from this, and spending money on plastic surgery for them is an investment. Besides, some clients prefer all-natural results, and we have to try our best to satisfy them."

"Go to hell!"

Renut was amused and swung his club down with all his might.

With a whooshing sound, screams erupted and then disappeared. Amid cheers from his subordinates, the head-shaped golf ball flew up, carrying a trail of blood as it soared, fell, tumbled, and landed in a circular buoy on the sea surface.

Immediately, another uproar and shouts erupted.

"Haha, see that? See that, you idiot! Not a single one of you can fight!"

Renut turned around and laughed wildly: "I still won!"

"..."

Right next to him, the person who had just spoken stood frozen, his white coat stained with blood, stiff.

"It's just another round of granular control measures and cost reduction and efficiency improvement... I think he's gone crazy from studying in the Federation, bringing those screw-in rules here, pointing fingers and causing too much trouble."

Renut tossed the bent cue into the hands of the man opposite him, glanced at the blood-stained, stiff, terrified expression, suddenly grinned, and reached out to pat his cheek:
"Come talk to me when he becomes the head of the Sukarno family."

A soft click.

An eyeball fell from the doctor's shoulder and landed on the ground, where it was crushed in the panic, immediately eliciting another burst of laughter.

"Write it down, write it down, this doesn't count as me breaking it."

Renut grinned, waved his hand, signaling the person next to him to bring up a new one, tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor in one gulp, then picked up a straw and took a deep drag from the powder on the table, shaking his head. His body convulsed violently a few times, as if savoring the sweetness, and he let out a soft sigh, his eyes becoming dazed.

Amidst a chorus of hisses, a head that had been thrown into the air fell into the sea, veering off course.

"I'm not feeling well... I was too tired just now..."

The subordinate who made the mistake tried to explain, but Renuth kicked him aside: "If you can't do it, get out of here! Find someone else, keep going! You son of a bitch, you're getting hot! Watch me beat all of you idiots!"

He picked up a new golf club, stood in position, grinned, raised his hand, and heard the previously intense and high-pitched music abruptly stop.

Silence descended suddenly.

The burly man with dark skin pushed aside the person in the way and stepped forward: "General, there's a boat ahead, and something's not right."

"Huh?"

Renut paused for a moment, then grinned: "Have we run into a competitor? I knew it, I'm hot, I can have another one! Everyone, get ready!"

With a muffled thud, the worthless 'ball' was crushed without a second thought.

The deck, once a scene of chaos, was instantly filled with a chilling atmosphere. The two escort ships ahead accelerated, navigating the azure waters. Soon, their drones transmitted the scene ahead.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, then overjoyed.

Cheers erupted!

Amidst the murky waves, a dilapidated cargo ship, billowing thick smoke, chugged forward.

The rusty hull was covered with dense weld and repair marks, and there were no markings or registration information, not even any satellite positioning...

It's clearly a smuggling ship that can't be brought to the light of day!
At that moment, it noticed the faint outline of the distant sea horizon, seemed to pause for a moment, and then, as if it understood something, it desperately changed direction, wanting to escape.

Unfortunately, the speed was as slow as a tortoise.

Just by looking at the water level, which was almost invisible, you could tell how serious the overload was. Even if people panicked and started throwing things down, it was already too late.

"Hey, we're almost home, and we still managed to snag a big one!"

Renut grinned excitedly, glancing at the person beside him: "What are you standing there for? Send a message, see if you need any help." Immediately, amidst laughter, an inquiry signal came through the radio channel: "Ship ahead, please stop. We are the Seven Cities Joint Defense Fleet. Please stop for inspection. Repeat, please stop for inspection..."

With each repetition, the tone gradually became serious and cold, until a fierce but weak-willed rebuke rang out from the other end: "Don't meddle in things that aren't your business. Do you know whose ship we are?"

"If you delay Master Ling's business, you're all finished, from top to bottom!"

"Haha, Ling Liu's prestige has spread from Gray Harbor all the way to Seven Cities, he's really awesome!"

Renut waved his hand, too lazy to argue any further, and signaled his subordinates to fire. Instantly, amidst the roar, the cargo ship sped away even faster. Unfortunately, suddenly, after a loud bang, thick smoke rose.

The cargo ship was already stuck at sea, completely unable to move.

A fire broke out in the ship's cabin.

Through the telescope, one could even see the pursuing frigate gradually closing in.

At first, they seemed to be stubbornly defiant, with some people on deck firing in vain.

Once the frigate started its machine guns and unleashed a barrage of wildly fired shots, everything fell silent... Even the cargo ship was riddled with holes, a truly horrific sight.

"A smuggling ship."

Renuth sneered.

He had seen plenty of these greedy, reckless individuals.

There are rules for smuggling.

Even without tariffs, the amount due cannot be reduced by even a fraction; otherwise, someone will die.

And this isn't the first time we've seen guys like this who, in order to escape that little bit of tribute, turn off all navigation and signals, and risk their lives on the endless sea fully loaded with cargo.

Generally speaking, in the vast ocean, a lone boat is unlikely to be found.

But once discovered, everyone from the ship owner to the cargo owner and even the seller will die.

Even if you die, it's all for nothing!
"Kill them all."

Renut waved his hand and gave the order without any hesitation.

Even if someone wasn't one of Ling Liu's people, even if it were Ling Liu's own son, if he killed him and the news spread publicly, Ling Liu would still have to say thank you.

When the rules are broken, people deserve to die!
Killing them would be considered acting on behalf of Heaven!
Money delivered to your doorstep is money you shouldn't refuse!

made money!

As the escort ship drew closer, gunfire erupted like firecrackers. Renut sneered, put down his binoculars, and turned to look at the game of golf he hadn't finished.

I thought they were some formidable opponent, but it turns out they're just like everyone else...

Damn it, I was nervous for nothing!
He picked up the golf club again, waiting for the people below to bring up a new one, but after waiting for a long time, these clueless bastards didn't react at all.

"Got it, General!"

Shouts rang out, and the observer holding the binoculars was utterly shocked: "My God, they've actually been bitten!"

"You idiot, what are you making a fuss about!"

Renut rolled his eyes and shook his head. At this distance, it was only a matter of time before the frigate caught up with them and swallowed them whole. What was there to be surprised about?

But seeing the horrified expressions of his subordinates and hearing their terrified screams over the radio, he paused, then instinctively raised his binoculars again.

Then, they froze on the spot...

and many more!

What the hell do you mean by 'being bitten'?!

You mean a cargo ship that's so badly damaged it's about to sink has pinned down our frigate?
In the view transmitted through the telescope, he saw... a dilapidated cargo ship billowing thick smoke, which suddenly, literally, opened its mouth wide.

Then, without any hesitation, it bit into the nearby frigate.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

In just a few seconds, most of the bow had disappeared into the cargo ship's massive steel maw, sparks flying and the steel groaning...

Literally, it means to bite off, to swallow, to leave nothing behind!

Even the main gun, still firing relentlessly, was swallowed whole, with shells being swallowed whole. Under the machine gun barrage, the entire cargo ship shed debris, but then, even the machine guns were engulfed by darkness and disappeared from sight…

One terrified figure after another leaped from the ship into the sea, desperately paddling back.

The entire sea echoed with that chilling, sharp friction.

Chew, chew, chew, chew...

In less than half a minute, the entire frigate was completely swallowed up by the cargo ship, which was riddled with holes, through its massive mouth at the bow.

then……

[Burp~]

The steel maw opened again, emitting a wisp of black smoke, and the fragments from between its teeth fell into the sea and disappeared with a splash.

Then, everyone experienced a chilling hallucination...

That monstrous cargo ship seemed to be looking right at them!

Hungry and salivating.

I eat a lot, I love to eat, I really enjoy eating!
In that instant, a roar suddenly erupted from the horizon!
"fire!"

At Minkler's command, the seven-city joint defense, which had already been locked down, unleashed a barrage of artillery fire!

boom! ! !
It was as if a nightmare had suddenly become reality.

The ultra-long distance of over fifty kilometers was an absolutely fantastical beyond-visual-range strike, yet it hit Reynolds' flagship, the Ivory, perfectly!

In the void, a barrier suddenly appeared, and then it was completely pierced through!

After shedding its outer layers, the alchemical cannonball made a sharp turn in the sky and plunged down from mid-air, nearly hitting Renut in the face.

Flames rolled and deafening roars echoed.

Now that things have come to this, how could Renut not understand...?

"Damn it, enemy attack!!!"

　I painstakingly wrote over six thousand words, then realized something was wrong. After dinner, I deleted it and rewrote it. Waaah, I'm so miserable...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)