I, Lord of Prayer

Inside the bumpy freight car, Zhou Chen closed his eyes to rest. (Google search reading)

The bloody holes carved into his arms by the metal knuckle duster were still gruesome, but they had stopped bleeding. A tingling sensation came from the broken arm bones, indicating that the bones were slowly healing.

Even for Sublimators who haven't yet gone through puberty, this level of fracture isn't considered serious; it's just a minor injury that can heal on its own in about three or four hours.

This battle was a staged performance by him in an attempt to infiltrate the "Birdman" organization: first, he used the excuse of accidentally awakening while teetering on the brink of death to naturally confirm his identity as an Ascended, and then he killed the Iron Mask, who was also an Ascended, to demonstrate his considerable strength.

After rescuing Han Laohu and the others, he followed them into the "Birdman's" lair, taking the opportunity to make contact with the "Birdman," thereby increasing his value in the Eye of Eternal Flame and officially joining this group of evil forces.

Maybe I can snag some more good stuff.

As for the details, there's no need to worry too much. The scene was chaotic at the time, and no one had the mind to care about so many things. At most, they would just think that he was unlucky to be targeted by the masked man.

There's no need to worry about any traces in the factory. The Star Alliance agents are on their way. Once they arrive and seal off the site, they'll work with Jiang Che's covert operations to ensure that not a single clue is left.

In addition, there were other expected gains.

—Wish Value.

Han Laohu and his gang operated in the underworld. Since they had embarked on this path, they never expected to die a peaceful death and were well prepared for it.

But a miserable life is worse than death. They definitely prefer to live; if they die, they have nothing left, while living allows them to continue their extravagant and decadent lifestyle. 🐍🐝 ➅➈丂卄𝔲ⓧ.cσᗰ ♝☜

So after he killed the masked man, he fulfilled their wish of not wanting to die.

With their lives at stake, the seven survivors contributed a considerable amount of wish points, which, combined with the scattered stardust, almost coalesced into a new star, but it was still a bit short.

The wishing bottle currently contains only two stars, both stemming from Li Guangjun's long-cherished wish. The rest, aside from those just taken from these seven people, mostly came from being heroes on various forums...

The returns are as stable as a rock, and even surge from time to time.

What is meant by the primary productive force?

Zhou Chen hadn't yet decided what to do with these wishes. His first choice was naturally to restore his soul, but now that he had the Eternal Flame as a victim to exploit, he didn't have such an urgent need for them for the time being.

—Isn't it much more cost-effective to cheat and swindle a few fragments of Canaan Blue than to use a wish to restore a soul?

After careful consideration, Zhou Chen decided to keep the wish points for now. He was about to infiltrate the underworld and needed some trump cards to save his life.

After leaving the area around the lumber mill, the interrupted signal was restored, and Han Laohu hurriedly called to report the incident.

"...Okay, I understand. You guys go to the Bird's Nest first."

The birdman's voice, disguised by a voice changer, became a distorted, electronic tone. He gave a simple instruction, then paused, and said, "Have Li Ergou call Bai Xue, just in case someone tries to smear us for no reason later. 💢😝 ❻➈𝓼Ħù𝐱.¢𝐨Ⓜ ♝🍪"

Upon hearing this, Li Ergou breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he could survive, and decisively picked up the phone to call his boss.

"Encountered an accident? I knew someone had ill intentions... Alright, why don't you go visit 'Birdman' first?"

Snow White's voice was also altered with a voice changer, making it sound very pleasant, but who knows if the person on the other end of the phone is actually a 300-pound woman.

After a brief report, the carriage fell silent again, with only the heavy breathing of the injured man able to be heard.

Everyone can imagine the turmoil in Jinzhu's underworld at this moment. Not only have the "Birdman" and "Snow White" factions been offended at the same time, but they have also slapped the face of the big boss behind them. Perhaps a major purge against the attackers' forces will break out soon.

  

The entire black market industry in Jinzhu City may be reshuffled.

Thirty minutes later, the group parked the truck on the side of the road and walked into the city. They eventually arrived near a nightclub with flashing neon lights and, led by Han Laohu, entered through a secluded back door.

Then, walk through the staff corridor and enter a private elevator, which goes directly to the strictly sealed-off fourth floor.

Surprisingly, the place was unusually spacious and clean, with white walls, white floor tiles, and only some simple furniture. It didn't look like a smuggling den at all.

On a huge leather sofa, a man dressed in a fine suit, with his hair neatly combed and wearing a golden bird mask, sat with his legs crossed, smoking a cigar and scrolling through messages on his phone. When he saw the group arrive, he snapped his fingers crisply.

Beside them, a henchman in a suit stepped forward carrying a metal box, and another henchman opened the box and carefully took out a vial of alchemical potion—a blood vial.

"This is a gift for you. Start by recovering from your injuries." The birdman looked at Zhou Chen and grinned.

That smile, that flippant attitude... it looks incredibly familiar.

Zhou Chen, who had seen Li Guangjun's memory fragments, recognized him at a glance; he was the Ascended One that Li Guangjun had met in the lottery shop.

From this perspective, "Birdman" was not supported by Eternal Flame, but rather a core member of Eternal Flame came to develop the smuggling industry.

Zhou Chen snapped out of his reverie, glanced at the blood vial held in his underling's hands, and scoffed, "Isn't this a rather meager greeting gift?"

"Oh? Looks like you have quite an appetite." The birdman took a puff of his cigar, exhaling a cloud of smoke, and asked with interest, "What do you want?"

"Nature is what the ascendant needs."

"Money? Nutrient solution? Equipment? Forbidden items?" The birdman said nonchalantly, "Just pick one. I consider myself to have some ability."

"You can get your hands on forbidden items?" Zhou Chen was slightly surprised; these things were a hundred times harder to obtain than any contraband.

"Of course, there's nothing I can't get my hands on." The birdman said confidently, then shook his finger. "However, if you want forbidden items, you'll have to pay extra. You don't have the means, so ignore that. You can choose anything else you like."

"I need weapons and armor, at the Ascended level, preferably alchemical equipment." Having said all that, Zhou Chen didn't mince words and made an exorbitant demand without hesitation, confident that the other party would meet all his needs.

Having become an Ascended Being, and possessing the skin of the Star Council, their value in the eyes of the Eternal Flame would naturally skyrocket.

"I thought you'd want 'that thing'," the birdman said with a knowing smile.

The birdman really knew my identity... Zhou Chen remained unmoved, which was not unexpected. He calmly said, "That's fine, as long as you give it to me."

"Too bad, too late." The birdman shook his head regretfully and shrugged, indicating that you had missed the opportunity.

He flicked his cigarette ash and said, "Come back at this time tomorrow, and I'll give you weapons and armor. I still have some things to take care of today. You saw it yourself, some bastards are provoking me."

The implication is that they are trying to get rid of people.

"I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait here until you're done. I have something I'd like to talk to you about."

Zhou Chen, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings, swaggered to the sofa, casually took the blood vial from the suit-wearing young man, sat down, and began tending to the injury on his arm.

The birdman squinted and pondered for a moment, then waved his hand to indicate that we should ignore him.

"In that case, you can just sit in and listen."

Having said that, he dropped his flippant demeanor and became ruthless and authoritative, his tone solemn: "Qin Sheng, go and inform everyone to prepare. We will retaliate in kind, with a tooth for a tooth, with blood for blood."

We must let everyone know the consequences of provoking us!

"The specific plan is as follows..."

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