CHAPTER 77: WORKING UNDER HIS HAND!!!

Clark turned with a murderous gaze. The great door was twenty meters away, and from it entered a man with a familiar face.

Jin!!!

• "I didn’t expect you to have the guts to steal like this!"

Clark looked at him coldly, pretending not to know him. After all, there was no information in Johan’s real memories about Jin. Naturally, he would also pretend not to know him.

• "Who are you, young man? And how dare you accuse me of stealing?"

Jin replied humbly:

• "Forgive me, Lord Johan, if I unintentionally insulted you, but I entered my private storage and found nothing."

•"This is completely illogical for whoever entered. I request your help."

Clark was laughing in his mind:

• "This fool has changed! Previously, if someone acted arrogantly towards him, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill them."

•"After all, that’s his hobby: killing."

•"I’m not saying this as an observer, but maturing like this makes him more dangerous."

•"But it’s good there are no ties between us. I’d rather have a hundred enemies than a friend who hides his true face and is full of lies."

•"It’s funny I say that while I’m also treacherous! Hahahahahahaha!"

Clark remained silent coldly, then spoke after ten breaths:

• "In truth, before I entered, I saw someone enter here and followed him."

•"When I entered, I found many things had disappeared."

• "Do you recognize his appearance?"

• "Yes, I know his appearance. He has long black hair, and dark black eyes, like black vortices of sadness, despair, perseverance... many things in that man’s eyes."

•"That’s why I didn’t have the courage to stop him."

•"I waited a long time after that, then entered hoping he had disappeared."

•"And as you can see, here I am before you."

Jin laughed in his mind:

• "It’s definitely Clark who entered and stole everything. But he doesn’t know those materials are a trap!"

•"Perhaps he took the White Lychee—the Extreme Movement for extending lifespan—but what difference does it make? After all, once he tries to refine something, he’ll die from chaotic Dao Marks!!!!"

Dao Marks are remnants of Heaven, gathering the energy of Earth and Heaven. They are the origin of immortal Extreme Movements after all.

But if new Dao Marks are created, they will corrupt the old ones and become a highly sensitive bomb.

Clark was intelligent and saw Jin’s calm expressions, and knew something was wrong.

• "What madman would have his wealth stolen and remain calm?! Even he, if robbed, would go insane!"

•"Is he bold enough to do something like this? I don’t know about materials, but his calmness is suspicious and raises doubt within me. I don’t know."

•"But I’ll discover it later."

The two left. Jin was accompanying Clark to his room. After Clark entered, Jin left.

Clark was thinking calmly, he removed the mask.

• "So, I’ve fallen into trouble! Hah!"

The cold female voice of Mao Hua:

• "No, but this scoundrel suspects me. Naturally, there’s also something strange about these materials."

•"The Dao Marks in them are strange."

Mao Hua replied with a sigh:

• "They’re called chaotic Dao Marks of a new and strange type, and they destroy the old ones. They cause terrible and fatal Dao conflict."

•"Once you try to refine them, you’ll suffer horrific Dao conflict and your body will be miserably damaged."

Clark laughed:

• "I knew that! That scoundrel Jin definitely would plan something like this."

•"But I think he’s just a cheap pawn for the Venerable Star Constellation. After all, that’s the limit of fools like him! Hahahahahaha!"

But elsewhere, Jin was with Eisen Nacht, who was extremely tense.

Eisen Nacht, with his prestige and sound mind, was afraid and terrified before Jin.

• "Forgive me, my lord, I swear to you the place was heavily monitored."

Stab!

Arghhhhhhh! I swear to you, my lord! Screaming!!!

Jin cold-bloodedly and with calm features stabbed Eisen Nacht brutally in both hands.

He lifted the old man Eisen Nacht’s chin and looked at him coldly:

• "Do you know how nations and states fall? Because of incompetent men."

•"And you are incompetent for your job! You overlook things like this? You fool!"

•"The White Lychee has been stolen, and you, like a fool here, take this so-called Johan on a tourist tour!!!"

How laughable! If there was an embodiment of the nature of the Demonic Venerable Spectral King, undoubtedly Jin represented it! He tortures his subordinate just because he wants to.

He expected Clark would come somehow and steal it, but that was a trap for him.

As for torturing Eisen Nacht, just for pleasure, because this is life: killing and continuous killing.

Jin doesn’t kill to prove something; he just does what he wants.

He evolved a lot after traveling across the continent.

Jin had killed many in the Drangleic nation.

And by chance, someone caught him.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a magnificent and beautiful place with scenery resembling the Qin nation—but more majestic, regal, and greater.

Before him was a woman with blue hair, beautiful, like a star in the sky, terrifyingly enchanting.

But she had no interest in Jin; she saw him as a tool.

It was the Eternal Venerable Star Constellation.

Jin sat before her. Before him was a cup of tea he never drank from, fearing it was poisoned.

But the Venerable Star Constellation spoke:

• "Don’t worry. If someone wanted to kill you, believe me, it’s easier than breathing."

•"As for bringing you to this world, it’s to restore your memories and remind you of your real mission."

Jin looked at her coldly:

• "What do you mean?"

She looked at him:

• "You are a pawn; you must work. That is your mission after all."

Jin wasn’t angry; he was in a terrifying position before this supernaturally powerful lady.

• "What do you mean?"

• "Life needs Yin and Yang, and you are the one who can fix things."

•"Previously, you were the ones performing the function, but the other party has left the game."

•"Now you must play both roles and fix everything with your own hands."

•"I will restore your memories to you, and we will support you."

•"Fate will help you."

Jin smiled:

• "I agree."

He regained all his memories and the number of lives he had lived, and learned the truth that gave birth to him.

A blazing hatred within him! His heart was screaming with one repeated word:

• "Fate!!! Fate!!! Fate!!! Damn you!"

•"A cursed life!"

But he will change it to suit him, no matter the cost."

After stopping playing with Eisen Nacht, he returned to the great door and opened it.

He was looking at the other door—another giant door he opened.

It was the Gap of Fate! In the shape of a huge blue tree!

He looked at it with disgust and internal hatred.

He remembered something from his memories: he was like a dog panting and chasing after a bone and falling into the abyss repeatedly, until he realized that to change this reality, he must destroy Heaven and Fate and achieve eternal life—something Heaven doesn’t want.

The way Heaven works is more of a machine than anything, holding no grudge against anyone, but trying to reach balance between everything.

Humans are just fast-burning fuel for Heaven, so it must pave the way for a new Venerable and Immortal to lead humans. After all, the true balance is among humans, not among beasts or half-humans.

That is the ugly wisdom of Heaven:

"Tomorrow’s Solution."

Opposite the previous one, Jin was met when he exited the meeting room.

Jin didn’t pretend modesty; he declared his position as the head of the place, and that his name was Jin.

• "It’s funny he didn’t change his name or anything to match the nature of the place!"

Several bishops attended, either elderly and aged elders or middle-aged.

While Clark in Johan Kreous’s body was in an old man’s body.

The meeting began, Jin with the main order:

• "As you know, we need more energy."

•"What embodies demons and the effectiveness of converting larger and larger numbers is primitive energy."

•"And I want more and more of this energy, but I notice you are slacking in this matter. Am I right?"

Everyone trembled.

Clark replied:

• "Lord Jin, I am prepared to provide hundreds, even thousands daily."

•"In fact, when I announced joining your great plan, I brought about a hundred from my own city."

•"But I see the rest are just talk without action!"

Hatred towards Clark appeared on everyone’s faces.

One of them shouted, named Jean the Alfred:

• "How dare you, you scoundrel?! I have been here in this place for tens of years, while you were clinging to your human principles."

•"And now you come to describe me as slacking?!"

Soon Clark replied calmly and humbly:

• "I think you misunderstand something: we are not girls offering sincere and pure feelings of love!"

•"It’s about actions, and who provides more."

•"But it seems you’re just an empty drum, much talk little action."

•"As I see, the city you preside over is full of residents. Are you a traitor, Jean?!"

Soon, Jean the Alfred’s head flew away.

• "Jean the Alfred, you embarrass us and have ruined this meeting!"

•"From now on, you all work under Johan Kreous’s hand!!!"

To be continued.....