Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 357, Section 49: The Talks (Part 4)

"sudden--"

Abbot Long Yi suddenly slammed on the brakes. The powerful inertia caused Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun to lean forward. The two quickly grabbed the roof of the car and regained their senses, staring ahead.

The old monk sighed, looked ahead, and cursed, "Who are you? Don't you value your life? How dare you block my way?"

Through the windshield, several figures appeared on the gravel ground ahead. They emerged from the shade of the trees beside them, chatting as they walked, their demeanor relaxed, as if strolling leisurely.

Only the various weapons on their bodies served as a reminder that Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun were no ordinary people.

"Get out of the car." Jin Ziyue understood that the other party was waiting for him.

“Oh, oh, okay,” Abbot Longyi responded, then added, “This humble monk will not go. Brother Jin, Brother Fu, I wish you good luck.”

"and many more."

Fu Xun came out early, stood by his car window, leaned down, and approached the driver's seat near Long Yi's residence, saying, "Let's go together."

Abbot Longyi's face was bitter, his brows furrowed, yet he still managed a forced, polite smile:

"No need, Brother Fu. The person you're looking for has arrived; there's no need for this humble monk anymore."

"Master Long Yi, aren't you curious how they knew we were coming?"

Fu Xun stared at his old face, a half-smile playing on his lips.

Abbot Longyi shuddered, unable to speak coherently:

"Brother Fu suspects I snitched? I'm a professional five-star driver, and my reputation is my top priority..."

"Be more confident, get rid of the 'doubt'," Fu Xun encouraged.

As early as when Jin Ziyue first asked Abbot Long Yi about his understanding of the "Armed Alliance," they had already connected the dots, realizing that the old monk himself was also a powerful figure on the human side.

That's very likely a member of the 16th District headquarters.

"Seek out, but do not force the master."

Jin Ziyue closed the car door and turned his gaze to the people in front of him.

They were all wearing bulletproof vests and camouflage uniforms, armed with live ammunition, and carrying unique weapons of unknown origin. Even just standing sideways or leaning against them, you could sense their special aura.

Six men and one woman.

The strangest thing is that their life-destiny energy is suppressed and hidden. Because they are too far away, Jin Ziyue cannot feel the candlelight of their life-destiny.

"My decree has vanished."

Fu Xun followed and said in a low voice.

Jin Ziyue frowned slightly and replied, "It doesn't affect me."

Within his body, the [Carbon Energy] continued to operate at extremely low energy consumption, but his life force energy was abundant, and he felt no restriction.

"?" Fu Xun glanced at him with a strange look.

Time was short, and soon the two were only a little over ten meters apart, and Fu Xun had no chance to continue the conversation.

The leading man was tall and muscular, and strode towards Jin Ziyue and his companion, his almond-shaped eyes visible through his mask.

"coming?"

The other person asked the question casually, as if meeting an old friend for pleasantries.

Then, he first pulled off his mask, revealing a middle-aged man's angular face, which at first glance appeared to be carrying a faint smile.

"Mr. Wen?"

Jin Ziyue recognized his voice.

"It's me." The other person nodded.

"You don't mind if we wait here, do you?"

"Let's get down to business," Jin Ziyue waved his hand, trying to avoid pleasantries.

Wen Fengsheng waved his hand and said:
"Since Brother Jin has come to our door, how can we not entertain him?"

"However, before that, let me tell you some things to note here."

"This mountain belongs to the goddess's territory, and there is an unknown barrier here."

"I believe you have also noticed that the more powerful the incantation, the more it will be suppressed to the minimum, probably to the point that no one can use their own incantation."

As he spoke, he observed Jin Ziyue's reaction.

This implication is quite clear: it's meant to discourage Jin Ziyue and his companion from resorting to violence.

Jin Ziyue nodded.

Fu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at Jin Ziyue's retreating figure, without saying a word.

"Now, before you lead the way, let me introduce ourselves." He said, stepping aside to give the people behind him a better view.

"The 9th District Armed Mercenary Group, a special operations team directly under its command, codenamed 'The Great Wall'."

"Jin Ziyue".

"Fu Xun".

The two introduced themselves one by one.

Both sides were sizing each other up.

Jin Ziyue glanced at them briefly. Although these people had different temperaments, each of them seemed to possess an indescribable quality.

These people in front of me are no ordinary people.

This is the intuition that the master of destiny has gained from years of observing people and their destinies.

"Ahem, well... you gentlemen, please continue your conversation. This humble monk suddenly remembered that I have an appointment. I'm afraid you'll have to wait too long, so I'll take my leave now!"

Abbot Longyi rolled down the car window, stuck his head out, and shouted loudly.

Fu Xun glared at him, but no one else paid him any attention.

Abbot Longyi reversed the car dejectedly, shrank back, and slunk away.

The monk's actions disrupted the tense atmosphere between the two sides.

"Don't worry, since we've gone to so much trouble to invite you here, there's no reason for us to resort to violence." Wen Fengsheng smiled. "We've found a small teahouse on the spot, would you like to sit down?"

He made a move, waiting only for Jin Ziyue's approval.

Jin Ziyue nodded and walked forward with Fu Xun.

"He has guts."

He exclaimed in admiration and then walked forward.

The other six people followed silently behind him, keeping a distance from Jin Ziyue behind them.

Wen Fengsheng slowed down and waited for Jin Ziyue to step forward. The others also tacitly parted to the sides.

"I haven't introduced this place to you yet. This mountain is called Yushou. It was the last natural defense line against the war in the north when the capital was still the imperial capital."

"Legend has it that the miracle of the goddess occurred at the pass leading from this mountain to the capital."

"Thanks to the blessings of the Goddess Palace, the White Walkers will not take action against this place. The original inhabitants here are mostly farmers or people who survived the White Walker's pursuit. This place... can be considered a pure land for the people of District 16."

"Do goddesses really exist?"

Fu asked.

From among the six people behind him, one of them suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

Wen Fengsheng glanced at him and said, "Sometimes it's better to believe it's true. Otherwise, some things are really hard to explain. In the Goddess's territory, it's best to avoid saying such things."

"After all, the concept of gods is still too unfamiliar to me, given my materialistic education."

Fu Xun chatted casually.

Jin Ziyue did not stop him.

Wen Fengsheng laughed: "It's rare to see a ruler who believes in materialism."

After being choked, Fu Xun stopped talking.

He stepped forward slightly and exchanged glances with Jin Ziyue.

The latter nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

So he shut up and carefully observed the surrounding scene.

Although it is called a mountain, it is more like a hill, with no high altitude. The villages nestled among the varying terrain are faintly visible.

If it weren't for the tall chimneys in the distance, it would be hard to imagine that there are factories hidden in these mountains.

"We have designated an industrial zone with military-grade standards, employing the highest level of noise reduction and sound insulation, resulting in very low pollution levels."

Wen Fengsheng explained, but he didn't mention a word about the source of the industrial raw materials.

“That’s a residential area, where women, children and the elderly live. By the way, Miss Chen is over there; we’ve already notified someone to bring her over.”

"And that direction is the address of the Goddess Palace."

He pointed to a lush, dense forest nestled in a quiet valley, where the trees were at least ten years old.

No matter how busy the excavators, jacks, and cranes were next door, it seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Zi.

No birds took flight in fright, and no small beasts ran swiftly.

Only the gentle breeze and the swaying shadows of the trees caressed the loving mother of the child.

Everything was so peaceful and serene.

(End of this chapter)