Succubus Chen Sir is reborn in Terra. Can he see the favorability?

"That's wrong. While I can't say that the citizens of the lower city of Longmen 22-29 will immediately have a good life, at least they shouldn't have to worry about being dragged into terrible gang fights, and their hard-earned money shouldn't be extorted by those bastards."

Chen Huijie ate another piece of cake and said with a smile:

"Since these things can't be put on the table and don't know where they belong, we have to put them back to their original place. Mr. Li, I know you want to live a peaceful life. I think so too, and everyone thinks so too. But just thinking is useless. We have to take action, right?"

Listening to Chen Huijie's words, Lao Li was silent for a moment, and then said softly:

"Mr. Chen, do you intend to eliminate any other influential underworld groups from Longmen after this chaotic battle? Do you think... Mr. Lin has a way to prevent the remaining rabble from causing harm to the area?"

"Do you think I'd place my bet on the Rat King?"

Chen Huijie could still understand Lao Li's idea. After all, who would have thought that a wild boy who came out of nowhere could actually convince Governor Wei and the Rat King and let the two act together according to his plan? Therefore, Lao Li's idea still remained on the situation of self-management of gangs in the slums.

This is definitely not possible. It undoubtedly means that the stability of the slums will all depend on the shoulders of one person like the Rat King. In the previous world line, with the death of Uncle Lin, the stability of the lower city area of Longmen No. 22 to 29 was immediately broken, and undercurrents surged.

Especially when they realized that the gang members in Longmen City had no time to care about their affairs because of Governor Wei's "discomfort", those gang members who seemed to be well-behaved in the past showed their ambitions without hesitation. The hidden mines exploded one after another, and even Lin Yuxia was unable to defend herself. She was accidentally poisoned and almost died with Uncle Lin.

"Mr. Li, if you are unwilling to accept this commission, then please report to Lin Yuxia. In the next period of time, I would like to trouble you to give me more advice. With you here, I think Lin Yuxia's progress should not fall behind."

However, Chen Huijie did not force Lao Li to agree to this matter. The director of the firm was like this. If you forced him to do something he didn't want to do, it would be difficult for him to give his full strength. Anyway, he still had people on his side who could be used.

"Mr. Chen, may I ask, once this turmoil is over, will the lower section of Longmen, No. 22 to 29, be better?"

However, at this moment, Lao Li suddenly said this. He vaguely realized that the changes that would take place in the slums this time might be beyond his imagination.

"Yes, it will get better. Once the poisonous sore is removed, new flesh will naturally grow back."

Chen Huijie said in a firm tone:

"Longmen is just a mobile city, not a vast country. It's just a few districts. It won't cause any trouble."

"Okay, I understand. I'll accept this commission. I'll go to the event after breakfast."

Lao Li finally agreed, but the key to his final decision was the magnanimity that Chen Huijie had just shown. How to say it, Lao Li was also from a wealthy family, and his family was not a small family. People with magnanimity like Chen Huijie would always sit in the first few seats during family meetings.

So, which high-ranking official in the Great Yan court sent this young man here for training?

Lao Li couldn't help but complain in his heart, and then, Lao Li remembered something and asked curiously:

"Mr. Chen, I just noticed that you seemed to have decided to entrust this matter to me at the last minute. Can you tell me who you originally planned to let handle this?"

“Originally, I wanted to handle it myself.”

Chen Huijie smiled, took a bite of dessert, and said slowly:

"But after thinking about it, I decided to give up. My cultivation is still not up to par, and I can't control my anger. I'm afraid I'll get too angry and miss something important."

This is not an excuse, but the truth. When he first saw Lin Yuxia here and saw such a healthy Lin Yuxia, Chen Huijie's emotions couldn't help but get out of control. If it weren't for Lin Yuxia's strange and vigilant eyes, which made Chen Huijie sober up and realize that this is no longer the same world, Chen Huijie really couldn't say what he would do.

Even though Chen Huijie knew that even if he killed people here, he could not change the situation of his childhood sweetheart, he would still feel bad.

So, don't make things difficult for me this time. I am a human being after all, and my heart is made of flesh and blood.

"Mr. Chen, you're joking. A practice like yours is already quite remarkable."

Lao Li took over the conversation with a smile, and at this moment, Ah's door suddenly opened, and Ah in a white coat ran to Chen Huijie's side. Without saying a word, he took his pulse. Chen Huijie and Lao Li immediately fell silent and waited quietly for the young doctor's next words.

About three minutes later, Ah opened his eyes, looked at Chen Huijie with a complicated expression and said:

"You didn't sleep last night, did you?"

"Yes, but I do have..."

"But your pulse is very good. Compared to the first time you came, your chest problem has almost healed."

Ah Song released Chen Huijie's wrist, shook the Xbao in his hand and said:

"I've examined this medicine. Although I still don't understand its ingredients, it's undoubtedly an excellent tonic. Its medicinal properties are incredibly gentle. Have you...used it?"

"Is there something wrong with this medicine?"

Chen Huijie asked in surprise. If there was something wrong with the tonic, then he would have to re-evaluate the risks of the favorability system props.

"This medicine is fine. If you can drink a bottle of this every day, I think you won't die suddenly as you said before. Your health might even get better. After all, your Qi skills are very powerful. Even if you are born weak, but..."

Ah looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but persuade him:

"This drug is outrageous. The combination of ingredients is truly beyond imagination. It doesn't seem like something that could be artificially manufactured. If you don't know its origins, you'd better be careful."

"I understand. I will remember what Dr. Xiao A said. Since there is no problem with the medicine, please continue your research. If the equipment is limited, you can go to Miss Lin Yuxia. I will go and say hello to her."

Chen Huijie interrupted A's words and had to say that A was A after all, no matter if it was the little A here or the big A on his side, the starting point of persuading people was the same.

"Well, the purpose of coming here today has been achieved. I will not disturb you two anymore. Goodbye."

After saying that, Chen Huijie left the commission fee and left the office. What Chen Huijie didn't expect was that not long after he went downstairs, he met an acquaintance. W, who was having breakfast with the Guard Bureau's operatives, instantly set his sights on him, threw the bowl down, and ran towards Chen Huijie with murderous intent.

No, how did I offend her?!

Chapter 142 W: Everyone else has it, but I don’t!

Could it be that last night's [Dream Memory] brought some trouble?

Looking at the aggressive W, Chen Huijie quickly thought of the possible factors. In the end, after much thought, he decided that the cause of the incident was the prop. Then he calmly slapped away W's hand that was trying to grab his collar and said softly:

"What's wrong with you? Weren't you fine when we said goodbye yesterday?"

"You bastard, tell me why there is no letter for me!!"

Looking at the guy in front of him with a nonchalant expression, W stared at him and questioned him with gritted teeth. When W was sleeping last night, his dream was finally not about a young hero from Dayan taking an amnesiac girl on a trip, but instead he was sitting cross-legged on a table, carrying things very hard.

Oh my god, I, W, not only learned to read, I'm even trying to recite impromptu speeches. What kind of *Sarkaz expletive* is this? This dream is so out of place...

"Ah!!! I'm not going to memorize this anymore. What the hell is this? *Sarkaz curse*. I haven't even learned all the characters yet, why do I have to memorize this stuff!!!"

This dream seems quite reasonable.

Listening to himself in the dream angrily tearing up the manuscript in front of him, W suddenly felt that this dream didn't seem so outrageous. W looked at the surrounding environment. This seemed to be Kazdel, but this hometown seemed to have changed a lot from what he remembered.

ahhh-

W made a few meaningless noises without a care in the world. She had experienced too many dreams in the past. Whether it was that Vishdel or just normal dreams, she had become numb to them. There was no ripple in her heart...

"Have you heard? Something big seems to have happened in Dayan. They suddenly acted like they were going to go to war with Ursus."

Ok? !

At this time, the sound coming from outside the window made W suddenly alert. She must have heard it right. Hasn't it always been Ursus who ambitiously wanted to go to war with Dayan? Why is it the other way around this time? Could it be that Dayan finally couldn't stand this stupid bear in the north?

Just when W was curious, she in the dream also walked out of the house, as if she wanted to ask what was going on, but the person who said this had already walked away. W in the dream wanted to chase after him and ask, although W felt that it was somewhat unnecessary for her in the dream. Just fight, the bigger the better. In that way, they, the Sarkaz mercenaries, might be able to gain more benefits from it.

As for the deaths in the war, ha, it seems as if if there were no war, the Sarkaz people would not die in the chaos.

When the self in the dream chased out of the street, he saw an unexpected scene. Although W didn't recognize those Sarkaz people, the self in the dream obviously had a good relationship with them. He approached them curiously, asked them where they were going and what was going on, and asked them to form a team and travel together.

Then, W saw the surprised expressions or eyes of his fellow Sarkaz, as if they had not expected W in his dream to ask such a question. Finally, a Sarkaz wearing heavy armor and holding a sledgehammer said softly:

"Didn't you receive the letter from Longmen?"

A letter from Longmen? *Sarkaz curse*, isn't that talking about Chen Huijie? *Sarkaz curse* Why is he still in this dream?

W couldn't help but repeat this sentence in his mind. At the same time, W in his dream couldn't help but ask aloud:

"Letter?! What letter?! What did that guy tell you?"

"...Ajie's in trouble and can't spare any time right now, so he hopes we can help watch the road southeast of Longmen. In case of an accident, Longmen won't be left without a way out."

The heavily armored Sarkaz said in a muffled voice:

"But since Ajie didn't write to you, he must have his own considerations. Without further ado, we should set off."

After saying that, W saw this group of people hurriedly rushing towards the distance, and soon both the people and the car disappeared from his sight.

Honestly, W felt strangely angry. What was wrong with this guy, Chen Huijie? Could it be that the so-called 'end of fate' meant there would be no further contact? What kind of thing was this? It was too heartless. It was as if he didn't recognize the dream version of himself.

Just when W was feeling somewhat unhappy, he also noticed that his dream self was also moving, as if he had locked onto a certain location and was rushing at high speed. Then, W saw his dream self blocking a messenger, weighing the primitive bomb in his hand, and walked towards the messenger and said in a fierce voice:

"Where's my letter? Even though we have some issues, I'd get angry if you joked about this kind of thing. Come on, give me the letter quickly."

"There is no letter from you."

The messenger hiding in the cloak said in a helpless voice:

"Even if you look through all my envelopes and bags, if there's nothing, then there's nothing. I'm very busy now and don't have time to talk to you."

After saying that, the messenger disappeared from W's sight almost instantly by some unknown means. Even W couldn't help but be surprised by this method.

Then, W saw his dream self trembling slightly. From his perspective, he couldn't tell if he was shaking with anger or... Are you kidding me, I'm crying?! Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if it was me in a dream, I must be angry!

Um! ?

At this moment, W saw himself in the dream suddenly rush back to his house, take out a large bag of explosives, then rush out and kick open the door not far away. Inside the door, his familiar mercenary companions were discussing something, and because of his actions in the dream, they all looked over.

Then, W saw himself in the dream with red eyes, throwing explosives at them fiercely, and shouting with a tone full of grievance:

"This is all your bad idea!"

grass.

This dream ended with the sound of an explosion. W, who woke up, couldn't help but complain. Although the explosion just now certainly couldn't kill those mercenaries, it was enough to make them suffer.

But even though she was awake now, W still felt furious. An inexplicable feeling of frustration made her teeth itch. She hadn't expected to run into the real culprit when she went out. There was nothing much to say. W blocked Chen Huijie's way and said with some gritted teeth:

"Everyone else has it, but I don't. What do you mean?"

Chapter 143 W, tell me, what do you want to blow up?

"You dreamed about something messed up again."

Chen Huijie glanced at the somewhat nervous newcomers from the Guards Bureau not far away, gestured to them, and told them not to be nervous, that he would take care of the matters here. Then the two newcomers nodded and started to have their breakfast tea.

"What do you think? What did you do? Don't you know it?"

However, in the next second, as soon as W said this, the two new guards immediately raised their heads again and looked over here, but this time they changed from being vigilant to watching the show. Not only them, but also the passers-by next to them all looked over. Obviously, in Dayan, watching the fun is not differentiated by gender or age.

This is really...

Chen Huijie waved his hand, and a sudden light mist spread out, blocking the vision for a moment. The mist seemed to be evaporated by the bright sunshine in an instant, but Chen Huijie and W could no longer be seen at the original place.

"Amazing! What kind of trick is this? It disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"Ahhh, there's nothing exciting to watch."

"No, who saw it clearly just now? Is that mist an Originium technique? How can it be activated so quickly?"

Listening to the noise downstairs, Chen Huijie, who had brought W to the rooftop, retracted his gaze and looked at the temporary auxiliary police officer in front of him, who was folding his arms and looking quite dissatisfied. He said softly and helplessly:

"I've done so many things. If you say that, then I can only tell you from the beginning when Pangu created the world."

"Pangu created the world? What the hell?"

W was stunned for a moment. This new term reminded her of the description in the book - 'The young man of Dayan seemed to have endless stories in his heart, and every night before going to bed was a time that the girl looked forward to immensely.'

"...It's nothing, just some myth or legend from other places."

Chen Huijie skipped the topic and continued to ask:

"Let's talk business first. What did you dream about?"

"Humph."

W snorted coldly, then quickly told Chen Huijie what happened in his dream, and then continued to question him:

"So, where's my letter?"

"First of all, it's not your letter, it's another you. We both reached a consensus on this last night. Secondly, I should have told you that I'm taking care of Vishdale, not another you, and my relationship with the other you isn't very good."

Chen Huijie analyzed the situation to W slowly and unhurriedly. Although his words were a bit confusing to understand, W was just illiterate, not a fool, so she still understood what Chen Huijie meant. W also realized that her "standing up for justice" seemed unreasonable if she followed his words.

However, W still felt a little "wronged". This grievance was not only the emotion conveyed from the dream, but also the little regret in her heart. This... She had finally followed the book, and the plot was finally about to happen something that W liked to see, but not only was there no follow-up, she also got a spoiler from the "protagonist". The key spoiler was that the ending was quite stomach-breaking.

Is it easy for me to read this book? Can't you just let me finish reading this book happily?

Thinking of this, W couldn't help but continue:

"Is it possible that there's some misunderstanding between us? Look, didn't I say that at the end of the dream, I... my other self seemed to be going off to settle a score?"

"Do you know what that letter represents?"

Seeing that W was still unwilling to give in, Chen Huijie changed the subject and said to W seriously: