Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 181 The Rebellion of Jia-Shen and the Rebellion of Yi-Wei

Inside the closed conference room of Nadutong's headquarters, the dimly lit room was illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the windows, which brightened the honest expression on Zhao Fangxu's face, who had visibly lost weight in just one month. Zhao Fangxu, who always sat in the main seat, gave his seat to the guest and sat on either side of the main seat with Chairman Su.

After settling down, Zhao Fangxu glanced at Bi Youlong below the stage and gave him a clear look, signaling him to begin reporting on the month's work.

"Now I will begin my report."

Upon receiving the instructions, Bi Youlong stood up, nodded respectfully, and then opened the PPT, giving a clear and organized report on the progress of various tasks following the Battle of Longhu Mountain.

The chaos at Longhu Mountain that occurred on July 2, 2015, has now lasted for a full month. Within the community of extraordinary individuals, this event is referred to as the Yiwei Rebellion, and this report will use that name consistently.

With the cooperation of higher authorities, the company has completed comprehensive information control over the incident within the past month. The work of appeasing and maintaining confidentiality for the surrounding residents has been fully implemented. The public opinion risks across the entire network have been completely eliminated with the technical support of Gao Yushan, a temporary worker in the Northeast region.

The main problem at present is to deal with the core hidden dangers caused by the Yiwei Rebellion to Longhu Mountain, namely the geological disaster risks in the core area of ​​Longhu Mountain.

Due to the impact of the war, the mountain has suffered extensive structural damage, and its overall geology is extremely unstable, posing significant safety hazards such as high-altitude landslides and localized collapses.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bi Youlong quickly reviewed the data on the overall impact of this event.

The conference room was completely silent, everyone's eyes were fixed on the projection screen, and one after another, on-site photos from the field survey flashed by: the collapsed mountain peak, the bottomless meteorite crater, the Longhu Mountain that had been cut in half — finally, the image froze on a bird's-eye view taken from above.

It was a huge, deep indentation in the mountain, which, when viewed from above, clearly resembled a complete bear-shaped outline.

"Please look here."

Bi Youlong picked up the laser pointer, and the red dot landed steadily on the bear-shaped indentation on the screen, his tone calm.

"This is one of the core participants in the Yiwei Rebellion, codenamed Black Wind Monster within us," said the bear spirit.

Corresponding to the account in the classic novel *Journey to the West*, this is indeed the black bear spirit who stole the brocade cassock from the Guanyin Temple. According to our verified information, his identity perfectly matches the original description; he is indeed the guardian deity of Mount Putuo and Mount Luojia in the South China Sea.

In the footage, the 20-30 meter tall native trees along the edge of the pit became the most direct reference point. In front of this bear-shaped giant pit that is deeply embedded in the mountain, these trees, which are usually tall and straight, are as small as weeds clinging to the ground.

Even though they were already used to the ups and downs of the world of supernatural beings, and even though they had reviewed countless on-site survey data beforehand, the directors and leaders in the conference room still couldn't hide the shock in their eyes when they looked at this aerial photograph.

Just by looking at the outline of this giant pit, imagining the moment when the Black Wind Monster was pierced by the steel fork and its true form crashed into the mountain, and imagining the terrifying size of this demon king's true form, a chill uncontrollably shot up everyone's spine, making their hearts tighten and sending shivers down their spines.

"The moment Black Wind was shot down, we dispatched frontline reconnaissance personnel to the scene to confirm the situation, but in the end, Black Bear Spirit managed to escape. The same thing happened to the other three demon kings."

After saying that, Bi Youlong pressed the laser pointer, and several other sets of on-site survey photos were immediately displayed on the projection screen.

There are images of Red Boy being knocked away and then turning into a fiery meteor to escape, as well as images of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord escaping into the ground after the lower part of his centipede body was broken by the yellow sand, leaving behind a bottomless tunnel.

The Yaksha prince, codenamed "Red Boy," and the centipede demon, codenamed "Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord," both escaped after being severely injured by the Yellow Wind Great Sage, just like the Black Bear Demon, and their whereabouts remain unknown. We attempted to collect samples of the demon king's remaining body tissue and blood from the scene, but all samples underwent qi transformation within a fixed timeframe.

"It's been transformed into Qi?" The guest at the head of the table frowned slightly and interrupted the question in a deep voice.

Bi Youlong nodded in agreement, his tone tinged with confusion, and added with a solemn expression, "Yes, when the samples were initially collected, both the blood and body tissues still retained their complete biological activity and energy response. However, before we could even begin systematic research, these samples completely dissipated in a very short time, leaving no trace. We still haven't been able to decipher the underlying principle."

"I see. So, there hasn't been a single word from these three demon kings for the past month?"

We have already coordinated with the nationwide network of monitoring individuals with unusual behavior across seven major regions to conduct a comprehensive, blanket search. Unless the individual has completely disappeared into remote, untouched mountains, we are certain we will be able to find their trail.

Bi Youlong paused for a moment, then continued, "Apart from the Yellow-Eyebrowed Monster who was annihilated on the spot by the Great Sage Yellow Wind, the remaining three demon kings, according to the information given by the Great Sage Yellow Wind, have all suffered severe injuries. Under the current circumstances, they will not be able to recover without decades of quiet recuperation."

"So, we're safe for now? But can this situation really last for decades? And even if we're severely weakened, I think this three-headed demon king is still a sword hanging over our heads, for the entire world of supernatural beings, and even for mortal society, and could strike at any moment."

Even those guests seated at the head of the table, though not extraordinary individuals, keenly perceived the crux of the Yiwei Rebellion. As the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; no matter how defeated these demon kings were, they were beyond the capabilities of mortals like themselves. Their only hope lay with—

"Great Sage Yellow Wind, if I remember correctly, you should already be on the transport plane back to White Mountain, right?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Zhao Fangxu immediately replied, "That's right. Moreover, it was proposed by them half a month ago. However, we were worried about the Demon King causing trouble, so we delayed for half a month after consulting with our superiors. Today is the perfect day to go back. Now I think they should be on their way. After all, to put it bluntly, immortals don't cross the Shanhaiguan Pass; that's the rule."

Meanwhile, on the transport plane bound for the border, Locke, pretending not to be able to revert to his original form, was nestled in the cabin, reaching out to pick out food from a small mountain of snacks piled up beside him. With a wisp of divine wind from his fingertips, he precisely tore open the packaging and threw it directly into his mouth, which Deng Youfu watched intently.

"Little Fuzi, why are you looking at me like that? Want some too?"

Deng Youfu quickly waved his hand in refusal, explaining with a forced smile, "No, no, no, Ancestor, there are just some things I don't understand."

"Speak your mind. Although I, your ancestor, have a bad temper, I'm much better than that little bastard Liu Kunsheng. That brat never gives me a moment's peace. I'll deal with him when I get back."

Liu Kunsheng: "————"

Sensing the mixture of anger and fear, yet unable to utter a word of it, that was possessing him, Deng Youfu quickly changed the subject, asking, "No, ancestor, how did you grow so big when you were such a tiny little thing? And you said you couldn't go back to your original size?"

"Oh, so that's what you're thinking about?" Locke chuckled. "You might not believe it, but a few months ago, I was just an ordinary ferret. Suddenly, I remembered everything from my past."

"So, ancestor, you were actually reincarnated?"

"You could say that. Your world is vastly different from the world I was in before my reincarnation. Fortunately, my cultivation and abilities are still intact, so I haven't paid too much attention to it."

I hadn't planned to fully recover my strength, but I can't fight those guys in that dumpling form, can I?

The only option is to revert to this true form.

As he spoke, Locke waved his hand, showing Deng Youfu his hand. Deng Youfu recalled the round, yellow dumpling from before and found it hard to reconcile it with the humanoid ferret in front of him.

"By the way, Youfu, your Grandma Guan still has some things to take care of in the mainland, so from now on, I will entrust all the matters of my offerings to you."

""

Deng Youfu was stunned at first, then overjoyed surged through him, his whole body stiffened, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Ah?! Ancestor, you—you want to establish a shrine in our family?!"

But the next second, Locke poured a bucket of cold water on him, leaving him completely chilled.

"What a pipe dream! Don't you even know who I am? Even if I were to set up a shamanic shrine, none of you would even catch my eye."

He scoffed and casually tossed the empty snack bag aside. "From now on, my offerings will be sent directly to the area I've chosen deep in Changbai Mountain. I'll give you a detailed list when we get back. I saw so many good things on this trip down the mountain; if I miss even one thing, I'll make a scene."

Deng Youfu froze on the spot, his face still beaming with joy before turning into utter bewilderment: "Huh?"

"By the way, as long as the cola tastes good, even a dog wouldn't drink Pepsi." Locke crossed his legs and added, "Also, order me a set of large solid wood furniture, especially the sofa. It has to be big and soft enough, otherwise I won't be used to living in it."

For the rest of the flight, Deng Youfu listened to his ancestor's demands one after another, his face growing increasingly grim, filled with despair, yet he dared not utter a single word of refusal. Fortunately, not long after, the transport plane flew into the airspace deep within Changbai Mountain, the cabin door slowly opened, and a biting mountain wind instantly rushed in.

The Great Sage Yellow Wind casually picked up the three-pronged steel fork leaning against the side, shook his robes, and prepared to ride the wind back. Before leaving, he pointed at Deng Youfu with the fork and loudly instructed, "Little Fuzi, don't forget my request. The tobacco, alcohol, tea, and sugar must be delivered to me tomorrow. The rest can wait a couple of days. I'm off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Locke leaped out of the hatch, a surge of divine wind swirling around him, and he transformed into a golden light, riding the wind straight into the depths of the Changbai Mountain forest. Deng Youfu leaned over the hatch, waving goodbye. Only after the golden light completely disappeared among the mountains did he lower his hand, cover his face, and squat down, his mind filled with the endless list of offerings, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

Seeing Deng Youfu squatting by the cabin door, covering his face and looking extremely worried, Gao Lian, the regional head of the Northeast Region of Na Du Tong, one of the four major families in the world of supernatural beings, walked over with a smile, sat down next to him, and asked, "Youfu, why the long face? What are you thinking about?"

"Uncle Gao—" Deng Youfu put down his hand, looking distressed. "I originally thought that the ancestral offerings were just like the other deities in the family, which could be placed in the shrine. But it turns out that I have to personally deliver them into Changbai Mountain. I'm really worried."

Upon hearing this, Gao Lian, the leader of the Northeast Extraordinary People Circle, immediately burst into laughter, patted Deng Youfu on the shoulder, and said to him, "Youfu, you still haven't figured it out. Can this ancestor be the same as those immortals in the family? Even the ancestor I worship has to bow respectfully and call him 'ancestor' when he sees this ancestor."

To be honest, in this day and age, there is no one else who can compare with this ancestor.

Moreover, it was because our ancestors stood on our side this time that we avoided a major crisis. When I went to the headquarters for the board meeting, even Chairman Zhao was very polite and kind to me.

This job may seem troublesome, but it's actually a tremendous opportunity, something you should be eager to take.

Deng Youfu's mind flashed back to the summit of Longhu Mountain, where his ancestor had single-handedly defeated four demon kings, killing one and escaping three. He nodded emphatically, realizing, "You're right! The ancestor entrusted this task to me because he trusts me, Deng Youfu! It's just—I still don't understand, the ancestor clearly loves the snacks and cola from outside the mountains, so why does he insist on staying deep in the Changbai Mountains?"

Faced with Deng Youfu's question, Gao Lian simply smiled and did not reply. Instead, he turned his head and gazed intently at the endless Changbai Mountains covered with pine forests outside the cabin.

In his heart, he gave a silent answer:

Silly boy, if he doesn't go back to stay in these deep mountains, none of the people at the Beijing headquarters, or even those at higher levels, can sleep soundly. But as long as this ancestor is willing to stay quietly in Changbai Mountain, let alone several truckloads of cola and custom-made furniture, even if he wants to turn half a mountain into a palace, all his requests will be unconditionally fulfilled.

Whatever it is.

"Hilarious! Did those people really think I, the Great King, would obediently go back to the mountains and stay there? I haven't had enough fun yet, how could I possibly go back like this?"

In the capital, in a private room of a highly private restaurant, Wang Ye was preparing a celebratory feast to reward Zhuge Qing, Zhang Chulan, and Feng Baobao for helping him solve a major problem. However, after Huang Feng's phantom appeared above Feng Baobao's head, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing froze on the spot, their chopsticks hanging in mid-air. They felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, not daring to even breathe.

Locke, who was possessing Feng Baobao, didn't pay any attention to their reactions. He even ordered Feng Baobao, who was devouring the rice, "Baobao, make more of this. I love this."

"good!"

At the same time, Zhang Chulan hurriedly said to Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, "In short, this trip is at the King's request. He will possess Bao'er's body and act with us. In addition, the King also asked you two to invite two more elders over."

"elder?"

"Yes, one is Zhou Sheng, and the other is Zhuge Kongming."

The moment Zhang Chulan uttered the words "Zhuge Kongming," the private room fell into a deathly silence. Wang Ye, along with Feng Baobao who had just taken a few bites of rice, all turned their attention to Zhuge Qing.

Zhuge Qing, who was being stared at by everyone at the table, froze instantly with a smile. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and even the hand holding the cup began to tremble slightly.

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