People in America: My Uncle Don Quixote

Chapter 151 Deserved Punishment, Mission Accomplished

Inside Warren Prophet's lounge in a small building next to the main building of the resort.

"Father," the front desk manager said, "this is today's check-in list."

"Are there any women of pure blood?" Warren asked. "We've been giving birth to more and more demons in recent years."

"Several of them are women," the receptionist said. "One of them is named Sarah. Although she is seven months pregnant, she is an excellent candidate and a very good fit."

"Wow! I have to interrupt your discussion about someone else's wife!"

A sudden, sarcastic voice rang out from the shadows of the room.

To the astonishment of Warren and the front desk manager, a tall, black figure appeared out of thin air.

"Fuck!" the receptionist blurted out. "Who are you?"

Li Wei leaned leisurely against the door, and in front of the two men, he extended a finger and slowly turned the brass lock knob twice. With a "click," the room was locked.

"You... what are you?" the receptionist screamed. "Security! Where's security?! How did you get in?"

"You mean your brothers?" Li Wei tilted his head and spread his hands. "Sorry, buddy, I saw they were working too hard, so I let them sleep for a bit. Oh, but I might have gone a little too far, but no one deducted points from my score, so I guess they're not innocent people?"

He was terrified that if he stopped talking, he would immediately snap their necks. That would be far too lenient on Warren and the supervisor.

"As for how I got in—thank goodness you're a prophet," Levi pointed to himself, then to the window, "didn't Christ send you a text message beforehand to let me know he was coming? You're really a bit of a loser, buddy."

"Who exactly are you?" Warren frowned, but his hand began to stealthily reach for the drawer of the bedside table.

"Who am I? That's a good question," Li Wei said. "You can think of me as an unofficial law enforcement officer from the U.S. Food and Drug Administration, or your friendly neighbor superhero—wait, there aren't many neighbors in this desolate place."

Li Wei spread his hands and walked towards the two of them step by step.

"Don't come any closer!"

Warren, with a 70-year-old body, unleashed astonishing strength that seemed disproportionate to him. He yanked a silenced pistol from the bedside table, pointed the dark muzzle at Levi's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"puff!"

The muffler emitted a dull, soft sound.

However, the expected scene of brains splattering did not occur. Li Wei simply tilted his head slightly, revealing his face with half of the mask destroyed.

"Hey! Watch your neck," Levi said, angrily removing his hood. "You'll dislocate it!"

"You're Li Wei!" The receptionist recognized Li Wei's face, her lips trembling. "What kind of monster are you? Why are you alright? Are you a devil?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Li Wei yawned as he continued to approach them. "Keep it up loud. Nobody here can hear your shouts and screams—just like those people who screamed in this house before."

He had already seen it; the building was practically embedded in the rock, so no sound could travel out at all.

Levi leaned down, his face almost touching Warren's. "Relax, I promise it'll hurt."

With a gentle twist, he broke Warren's hand in two.

As soon as Li Wei let go, Warren lay on the ground writhing in pain, howling incessantly.

"It hurts, doesn't it? Think about what you've done," Levi said, looking at the pained Warren and the receptionist cowering in the corner. "This is nothing."

"Oh, right," he clapped his hands, "I remember now, isn't this your signature welcome drink?"

He pulled two fully loaded syringes from his pocket. "Your son went insane for so long after only one-tenth of the injection. As a prophet, injecting ten times that amount isn't excessive, is it?"

He turned to look at the front desk manager, who was in cahoots with Warren, and said, "By the way, as a manager, isn't it reasonable for you not to try the drug?"

"Wait, kid," Warren struggled, still wanting to talk to Levi, "Let's talk. Do you want money, a woman, or—"

Li Wei ignored his nonsense. He stepped forward like a ghost, his hands gripping the back of their necks like iron clamps. The powerful grip directly compressed their carotid sinuses, and both of them immediately went black, their bodies momentarily stiffening.

Li Wei removed the syringe cap and, without hesitation, inserted two syringes full of pale green extract into the veins of the two men, pushing them all the way in with his thumb.

Ten times the dose of high-purity datura hallucinogens flowed directly into their brains through their bloodstream without restraint.

Li Wei released his grip, and the two of them collapsed to the ground like rag dolls, clutching their necks and breathing heavily.

"10, 9, 8...."

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Li Wei stood aside, watching leisurely, without even counting down to 5.

Warren's cloudy old eyes suddenly bulged, his pupils dilating and widening to their limit in an instant.

In his eyes, the once dimly lit and luxurious room began to distort and dissolve. Deformed and withered little hands emerged from the expensive carpets, and viscous green venom began to seep from the walls. The air was filled with the mournful cries of the babies he had thrown into the incinerator and the countless brothers he had persecuted.

"Get away! You demons! You deformed creatures! Don't touch me!" Warren waved his hands frantically, scrambling backward.

While inducing hallucinations, his sensory nerves were amplified countless times.

"Holy water...yes, holy water! Lord, grant me holy water to cleanse my sins! Protect me!"

Warren looked around desperately amidst a terrifying hallucination, when suddenly his eyes lit up and he lunged toward the mahogany altar beside him.

But in Li Wei's eyes, it was a decorative oil lamp.

Without hesitation, Warren grabbed the oil lamp, ripped off the glass cover, and poured the burning oil over his head.

"boom!"

The flames instantly licked Warren's robe along with the grease, and a fierce burst of flame shot into the sky, engulfing his entire body.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh—!"

An unimaginable scream ripped from Warren's throat, yet the evil was tightly contained within the room, audible only to the distant mountains.

The central nervous system disorder caused by datura poisoning triggered an extremely severe hypersensitive reaction to pain. The high temperature of the flames was amplified 10 times, 100 times by his nervous system, turning him into a frantically struggling living person, rolling on the ground in agony and scratching his skin.

"Is this the karmic fire you mentioned, the day of judgment?" Li Wei stood aside, showing no intention of helping. "Now it's your turn to be judged by the karmic fire."

Before the receptionist, who was just starting to have an episode and was grinning foolishly at the chandelier on the ceiling, could figure out what was going on, Warren, who was rolling around on the floor, grabbed her leg tightly.

"Fire! Fire! Get out of here, you old madman!"

The supervisor was also jolted halfway out of his hallucination by the sudden, intense pain.

He tried to kick Warren away in terror, but Warren, in extreme pain, was incredibly strong and held on tightly to him.

The two wrestled and rolled violently on the ground, setting nearby wooden furniture ablaze, and the fire raged ever brighter in the sealed room.

Li Wei stood quietly by the door, coldly watching the infernal hell they had created for themselves through his tattered mask.

[You have completed your mission: Purge the heretic! Place him on the stake!!]

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Fanatics who deceive the masses with drugs and lies will surely perish in the fires of those same drugs and lies.

[Received 1 Royal Knights Academy ticket]

[Strength, physique, agility, and mental fortitude meet the requirements for promotion]

[Is the promotion confirmed?]

【whether】

Li Wei didn't press that button, after all, he hadn't finished his business yet.

Perhaps the two security guards who had been knocked unconscious by Li Wei woke up, because hurried footsteps could be heard outside the door.

Levi glanced again at the supervisor and the prophet Warren, who were now completely motionless, and then climbed out the window.

He went in a big circle and then returned to his house.

Anya was still fast asleep.

A short while later, an alarm sounded from inside the building.

By the time Li Wei changed into his pajamas, pretending to be dazed by the alarm, and joined Anya in the chaotic crowd downstairs, the commotion in the neighboring building had reached its peak.

The resort's security guards, Warren's brothers, sons, and followers finally managed to break open the heavy, solid wood double door with a fire axe.

The moment the door was smashed open, a strong, nauseating smell of burning protein mixed with thick smoke from burning wood rushed out, choking the people at the front and forcing them to back away.

The fire in the room was gradually extinguished due to the closed doors and windows, the depletion of oxygen, and the subsequent spraying of dry powder fire extinguishers by the security guards. The once luxurious lounge was now nothing but a charred ruin.

In the ruins in the center of the room lay two charred corpses, twisted and deformed from burning, almost completely carbonized.

A group of waiters and Warren's wives also stumbled to the door.

They stared at the wreckage on the ground, frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.

Although the bodies were unrecognizable, the black Rolex gold watch on the wrist of one of the corpses clearly identified the deceased as their supreme prophet, husband, brother, father, Warren.

The air fell into a deathly silence, with only the hissing sound of the dry powder fire extinguisher leaking gas.

“He is not dead,” an older wife exclaimed. “This is just a test, a test from the prophet for us.”

Anya recognized her; she was their yoga teacher.

She turned and shouted to the trembling young girls behind her, "Have you forgotten? The prophet once gave an oracle that if he were to encounter calamity one day, he would rise again on the third day! Just like Jesus Christ, rising from the ashes to lead us to true eternal life!"

The wife knelt reverently before Warren's remains, reaching out her hands as if to embrace the charred body as if it were a sacred relic.

Just as she slipped her hand under Warren's armpit and lifted it upwards with force, a rustling sound rang out.

Warren's remains fell to the ground, shattering into charred fragments. His torso also turned into dust like a sandcastle, scattered all over the ground.

"If this can be brought back to life," Li Wei whispered to Anya in the crowd, "then I'll really believe it."

""

Anya punched Li Wei.

The wife stared blankly at the handful of ashes and fragments that remained in her hand, her fervor instantly freezing.

The omnipotent prophet and god in their hearts suddenly shattered into a pile of rubble, ashes, and garbage devoid of any life miracles.

"ah!!!!"

Someone let out a piercing scream, and then the entire corridor erupted in chaos.

The fear of waking from a deep dream and the despair of collapsing faith instantly swept over everyone.

The girls in white dresses began to cry and wail in anguish. Some were tearing at their hair, while others collapsed on the ground, vomiting uncontrollably.

Those brothers and sons who had originally held fire axes and had unwavering faith in Warren also dropped their tools, covered their faces, and collapsed to their knees in despair.

Two days later, after the cult that had been operating in southern Utah was exposed, all those involved were arrested, and the innocent guests were rescued, Levi and Anya said goodbye to the Marks.

Levi will continue their journey, while the Marks will head back to New York.

"Please, give me a chance," Mark said, putting the Vacheron Constantin back on his wrist. "I'll make sure to thank you properly when I get back to New York."

"Definitely, definitely," Li Wei said with a smile, shaking his hand. "You got the watch back from the police?"

“Yes,” Mark glanced at his watch and sighed, “I used to think that putting down my watch meant letting go of my anxiety and gaining freedom… Now I realize that I was just fooling myself.”

"Giving Sarah a stable life and ensuring the children grow up healthy is what I should be doing now," he said, no longer as anxious as when Levi first met him. "I need to go back to work."

"We'll stay south for a few more days before heading back to New York," Levi said. "See you back in New York."

Late at night a few days later.

Li Wei looked at Anya, who was fast asleep, and quietly covered her with a blanket.

He climbed out of the tent and, under the moonlight, ventured deep into the vast national forest park.

[Is the promotion confirmed?]

【whether】

Li Wei glanced at the panel and clicked on it.

confirm!

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