In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 86 The sun also rises
night.

The continuous heavy rain caused the temperature to drop sharply. Although it was July, the temperature in Fangshi was only twelve degrees Celsius.

The heavy rain also rendered some of the high points that Lu Zhao had set up ineffective, and the interior needed to rely on artificial lighting.

To prevent unforeseen circumstances, Lu Zhao had prepared a diesel generator to avoid insufficient lighting due to power outages.

The soldiers also vaguely sensed the chilling atmosphere spreading in the air, and they all became very vigilant.

Lu Zhao evacuated everyone from the police station and moved them to nearby high ground or major transportation routes. From the beginning, he had no intention of holding out to the death, nor would he use his own troops to fight a direct confrontation.

As for the two Lü brothers, Lu Zhao sent Lü Bowen away as a backup witness.

The most crucial point is that Lü Jinshan is left behind, but there are spies all around, so he can't be sent out. Once he leaves the area he can control, he can't fight against the city's authorities.

At the entrance of the police station, Lu Zhao and Zhang Like finished their last cigarettes and prepared to leave.

Zhang Like suddenly said, "I'll go and kill Lü Jinshan. Keeping him alive is just asking for trouble."

Lu Zhao asked, "Aren't you afraid of going to jail?"

“I’m more afraid of losing,” Zhang Like said. “Anyway, someone will come to snatch him tonight, and we probably won’t be able to stop them. We might as well kill Lü Jinshan and frame them.”

It's feasible, and brilliant...

For a fleeting moment, Lu Zhao's heart fluttered.

With the guidance and explanation of his teachers, he gained a certain understanding of power struggles and integrated his own workplace experience. Lu Zhao's methods were not bad.

Upon hearing Zhang Like's words, he immediately devised a foolproof plan.

Lu Jinshan's biggest problem is his recantation of his testimony. Once he dies, everything will be fine, and he can even frame Zhao De.

If the other party takes action personally, it'll be like mud falling into your crotch. Even if they don't take action personally, they can still eliminate Lü Jinshan.

Lu Zhao even glanced around; the old police station had no security cameras.

A legitimate opportunity to kill the enemy.

"No."

Lu Zhao shook his head and refused, saying, "What if no one comes? You'll go to jail for doing this."

This is illegal and criminal, and it also goes against the teacher's teachings.

Adventurism is the most taboo thing in officialdom.

Killing Lü Jinshan was satisfying, but cleaning up the mess afterwards was extremely troublesome.

He needed to maintain a flexible approach, planning for the future step by step. Lu Zhao's goal was never to kill any one person, but to change the entire Federation.

Zhang Like curled his lip and said, "Did you just think of a solution?"

Lu Zhao said seriously, "No, you know I don't know much about these things."

"You're also a master at playing dumb."

Zhang Like knew he had guessed right when he saw Lu Zhao's expression. Lu Zhao was usually quite normal; his serious demeanor meant he was just pretending to be confused.

The two put on raincoats and left the police station.

Exhalation turns into mist, and the temperature drops lower and lower.

Lu Zhao carried a sniper rifle to the stairwell on the top floor of a high-rise building near the police station.

Ring ring ring.

The phone rang, and after Lu Zhao answered it, Lin Zhiyan's clear and melodious voice came through.

"Someone might make a move against you tonight."

"I know."

Lu Zhao lit a cigarette and said, "A third-tier transcendent has been suspended, but no transcendent of the same level has been sent to replace him."

I sensed it as early as when Zhao De was suspended from his post.

Even with Lu Jinshan, a nobody, suspended from his post, Chen Hongtao still needed him and Lao Zhang to back him up. Yet Zhao De, a third-tier superhuman, only received a simple suspension pending investigation.

A high-level superhuman driven to the brink of despair may resort to extreme measures.

Conversely, it means there are other arrangements from above.

For example, find an opportunity to silence Lü Jinshan, and then make others come forward to confess.

Liu Zhihui is a good candidate.

Lin Zhiyan said, "Come to me now, and have all your men evacuate. I can guarantee your safety."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhao looked surprised and asked, "Is this your elder's idea, or yours personally?"

"Does it matter?" "If it's your elder, then Zhao De won't have a chance to make a move."

Sometimes, playing dumb won't kill you.

"Sorry, I'm not good at playing dumb."

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhiyan frowned, wanting to curse.

What she hated most about Lu Zhao was that he knew everything, yet he insisted on doing things his own way.

“I’m not joking with you. You have to leave this time. Don’t you understand the principle that patience brings peace and retreat opens up a vast sky? If you’re so eager to catch corrupt officials, you can come with me to Cangwu later.”

Why are you so stubborn?!

The voice on the phone rose slightly before falling silent again.

Lu Zhao could sense that Team Leader Lin's concern for him had gone beyond a cooperative relationship, and the other party realized this and fell silent.

"My teacher said we were destined to be together."

Recalling the old Taoist's words, Lu Zhao felt a strange unease.

He won't care if you don't mention it, but if you do, he'll inevitably start thinking about it.

Do you remember the lesson I taught you? It was about the relationship between willpower and mental strength.

Lu Zhao decided to play dumb. Romantic love is like comparing apples and oranges; as long as they like each other, that's enough.

Or perhaps they had the idea but later gave up on it.

At least for now, Lu Zhao has absolutely no idea about it.

Lin Zhiyan's attention was diverted, and he said disdainfully, "Do you think you are some kind of supreme sage or teacher? So many years have passed, I've long forgotten."

"Then I can give you a refresher."

Lu Zhao had never actually given Lin Zhiyan this kind of lesson before, but that didn't stop him from using what he had recently learned to teach her.

It's just a small token of my gratitude.

“Developing abilities in the spiritual realm is the most difficult, and the methods of development vary. Most of us study Taoist theories.”

"Taoism has criticized the concept of 'attachment to self,' which places things on the basis of human will. Yet, we spiritual beings are often stubborn. Why do you think that is?"

Lin Zhiyan answered without hesitation: "Because we do not have the level of understanding of the sages of the past."

Lu Zhao shook his head and said, "It's a conflict between us and the 'self-centeredness' imposed on us by others. You talk about 'blending with the world,' 'the law does not apply to officials,' and 'flattering the powerful and wealthy'—these are all ideas in some people's minds."

“I don’t think so, that’s why you say I’m stubborn, stupid, and inflexible.”

The rain began to fall harder and harder, vaguely covering Lu Zhao's voice, as if it were rebuking him for his rebellious behavior.

Click!

All the lights in the police station were turned off, plunging the entire outlying district into darkness.

In the darkness, the phone emitted a faint light, but even brighter than that light were Lu Zhao's eyes.

As the ancient sage Wang Yangming said, "Knowledge is the intention of action, and action is the practice of knowledge. Knowledge is the beginning of action, and action is the completion of knowledge."

"The so-called development of spiritual power is our perception of the world and our dialectical understanding of objective things, which the ancients called the Dao."

What kind of person do you want to be?

This was a hot topic in 3222. Lu Zhao was six years old that year and had just entered elementary school. The first lesson his teacher taught was "What kind of person do you want to become?"

Teachers from two different worlds asked the same question.

Later, in Li Dongxue's dream, he saw a color TV, a type of television that was unavailable in rural areas during that era, and the host was asking the same question.

That era seemed to place immense importance on dreams.
The social atmosphere is less about survival anxiety and more about personal dreams and aspirations for the future.

Lu Zhaodi's mentor in the capital wrote a paper discussing the number of spiritual superhumans in different eras. In 3230, the number of spiritual superhumans was generally ten times greater than it is now, and the number of high-level superhumans was twenty times greater.

In 3240, a great cataclysm occurred, nearly wiping out all spiritual beings.

Mental superhumans possess both absolute rationality and absolute emotionality.

My mentor said: Spirit is more precious than gold. Only a golden age can nurture spirit. This era has no soil for the development of spirit.

Lu Zhao felt that his mentor was right, but now he wanted to add a sentence.

In dark times, the spirit of gold is needed to illuminate the way.

"Night will come, but the sun will rise as usual; this is my way."

(End of this chapter)