Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 677 See You Again
It's not surprising that it reveals one's destiny.

The hospital is bustling with people, and thousands of people pass by him every day. There are always a few people whose figures linger for a few seconds longer when he holds the shards of mirror in his hand, and they are captured, revealing the "fate" they carry.

In the past few days, he has also begun to grasp some patterns: most people are actually without destiny, just like himself, ordinary, as if they are the silent background of this world.

This proportion is about 80%, and the remaining 10% to 20% have a good destiny, but the vast majority of their destinies are not good and they look unlucky.

For example, a fate marked by misfortune, near-death experiences, violent death, or illness is worse than having no such fate at all.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he has been staying in the hospital for the past few days. People who come here are not in good condition to begin with, so it is reasonable that their fate seems a bit "unlucky".

Luo Ji had only casually glanced down, intending to ignore the unfortunate fate of some hapless soul reflected in the mirror, just as he had done many times in the past few days.

However, just as his gaze was about to leave, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped for breath!
Because he clearly saw that the name of his destiny that appeared on the mirror was actually—[The Shade of the Curtain].

"The protection of the curtain, the protection of the curtain again, no, there's a character difference, but it's definitely the same character 'curtain,' could it be..."

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze quickly following the direction the shard of mirror had inadvertently been pointing.

Approaching us were several constables in crisp police uniforms, their faces serious and their steps hurried.

The reflection in the shards of the mirror showed the person walking at the very front. The person's face was unusually pale, and there was an undisguised weariness between his brows, as if he had an unhealed injury.

The moment Luo Ji turned his gaze, the leading constable seemed to sense something and his sharp eyes suddenly swept in Luo Ji's direction.

Luo Ji was startled, but reacted quickly. He immediately looked away as if nothing had happened, turned around naturally, pretended to be a patient who was also leaving the hospital, slowed his pace, blended into the sparse crowd, and walked towards the gate.

He deliberately controlled his pace, letting the constables pass him from behind, and walked out of the hospital gate first.

"I had already decided to give up on this broken mirror and devote myself to my Lord, but then, at this very moment, another clue suddenly appeared."
This is simply…..”

Luo Ji watched the backs of the constables disappear at the hospital entrance, then scratched his head with mixed feelings, feeling both amused and exasperated. He walked out of the hospital with a heavy heart.

The cool morning breeze brushed against his face. He stood on the steps at the hospital entrance, his foot suddenly stopped, and as if possessed, he raised his hand again, which was holding only a shard of mirror.

This time, however, he didn't shine the light on others, but on himself.

"So, it seems I still lack destiny?"

A few seconds later, Luo Ji sighed inwardly, a familiar sense of loss washing over him.
"Perhaps I really am just an ordinary person, the only special thing about me is that I was lucky enough to be chosen by God?"

Just as he was feeling disappointed and about to lower his arm, a sudden change occurred!

The surface of the mirror shards, which had remained unresponsive and only reflected his image, suddenly rippled with a blurry sheen.

Two twisted and eerie characters then slowly emerged from the center of the ripples, filling the entire mirror surface.

[saint]!!
"saint?"

Luo Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he almost cried out in surprise. He stared intently at the two words, unconsciously repeating them several times.

An indescribable surge of joy instantly dispelled all his disappointment!

It sounds like an incredibly powerful destiny, far surpassing anything like [Curtain's Protection].

The only slightly discordant element is...

The words "[Saint]" on the mirror were not the holy and glorious golden characters he had imagined, but rather... an extreme, seemingly all-absorbing blackness.

So pure, so thorough, so black.

The blackness, though consisting of only two characters, seemed to possess a tangible weight and viscosity, staining the entire surface of the small fragment of mirror in his hand with a chilling, impenetrable ink-like color...
....
Luo Ji, bearing the destiny of a [Saint], walked down the street. The crowds were shoulder to shoulder, the eaves of the dilapidated shantytown hung low, and everything seemed no different from usual.

However, Luo Ji felt lightheaded, as if he were about to escape gravity and fly away at any moment.

It was a mysterious and indescribable experience, but he clearly sensed that he was different.

It's not physical, but something fundamental has quietly changed.

Just like he used to be, he was just an ant. Even after being granted power by the Lord, he still felt like an ant, only a stronger one than his kind.

But now that his destiny has "grown" on his head, he suddenly feels that he, like an ant, has become different from others.

It wasn't that I became stronger, but rather, it was as if... something invisible and intangible, yet truly existing, had actually "grown" on my head.

One end is deeply rooted in the origin of his soul, while the other end meanders upward, piercing through the barriers of reality and plunging into the unknowable void, and finally... gently yet irresistibly, it wraps around the fingertips of the "Lord".

I had a vague feeling before, but it was very weak... at most, it was that my life or death might be hanging by a thread.

The "bondage" with the Lord may seem deep, but it is not actually that deep.

The logic is simple: it's like if you have a colony of ants and you keep them as pets, you can crush any one of them at any time.

But would you do that?
No, because you're not that bored. You might even forget about the ant colony as soon as you turn your back, and you certainly wouldn't care about the life or death of any single ant.

But now, it's completely different!
Luo Ji felt with absolute clarity that he, this "ant," had been marked by the Lord in a special way, and the "bond" between him and the Lord had been greatly strengthened.

He could sense that, in the darkness, there seemed to be a vast and indifferent will constantly enveloping him, watching his every move, and even... listening to the deepest thoughts and prayers of his heart.

This feeling was both terrifying and incredibly exciting for him.

The terror lies in the fact that he must maintain absolute reverence for the Lord at all times, and his words, actions, and even inner thoughts must not be the slightest transgression or disrespect.

Otherwise, the "thread" wrapped around the fingertip might instantly turn into a noose that would reap his life.

The excitement lies in the fact that this deep bond means—"My life and death are now completely in the Lord's hands, so the Lord... shouldn't easily let others kill me... right?"

This thought gave Luo Ji a twisted sense of security.

Throughout the journey, Luo Ji's mind was racing, with all sorts of thoughts coming to mind. It wasn't until he reached his doorstep that he finally let out a long breath, calmed himself down, and pushed the door open to go inside.

Inside, it was still a small but fairly tidy room, and the familiar, slightly stuffy air hit you.

Zhang Liyou was sitting in a chair, her expression not looking too good.

Hearing the door open, she turned around.

The moment their eyes met, she paused slightly, feeling that something about the other person was different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Since practicing the [Turtle Breathing Technique], Zhang Liyou's perception of aura has become increasingly acute. This is not only reflected in her ability to better conceal her own aura, but also in her ability to perceive changes in the aura of those around her.

Especially during this period, she hid in Luo Ji's house, doing nothing, and devoted almost all her energy to cultivation, and her [Turtle Breathing Technique] even broke through to a new stage.

Now, she can roughly judge the strength of an opponent simply by sensing their aura.

During this period, the people she had the most contact with were Cui Cui and Luo Ji.

Cui Cui's breathing remained very stable, though very weak.

Luo Ji's aura was very strange!

They weren't exactly weak, but they were definitely much stronger than Cuicui. However, they weren't that powerful either, since the three of them combined wouldn't even be enough to fill Feng Yuhuai's teeth.

But...

Luo Ji's aura is growing every day; it's a steady, continuous increase.

Sometimes it rises more in a day, sometimes less, but this morning, Luo Ji's aura intensity suddenly surged tenfold without warning.

That's absolutely outrageous!

She was still half asleep when she suddenly woke up, thinking that a stranger had come to her house.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the aura belonged to Luo Ji, but its intensity was more than ten times greater than it had been before she went to bed the previous night.

That's absolutely outrageous.

We all sleep in the same room, so why is it that when we sleep, we just sleep, but when you sleep, you get stronger?
Zhang Liyou racked her brains but couldn't figure it out. She could only speculate that Luo Ji was hiding a secret, perhaps possessing a strange ability to cultivate while sleeping.
I just don't know if this ability has anything to do with the broken mirror.

To be fair, Zhang Liyou didn't feel any jealousy; she just wanted Luo Ji to become stronger.

Everyone is a partner in the "Avengers" and shares a common goal of revenge. Luo Ji's strength means that there is an increased hope of getting revenge on Feng Yuhuai in the future.

However, every night when she went to the toilet, she would take out the mirror shards she had secretly picked up and examine them over and over again.

Surprisingly, she actually figured out a bit about the mirror.

As for what exactly she dreamed about, that's her secret. Just like Luo Ji keeps a secret, she won't tell anyone else.

After making Feng Yuhuai as a friend, Zhang Liyou will never trust anyone completely again.

She didn't even tell Cui Cui this secret.

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Only when you are truly strong can you survive better and have the opportunity to take revenge."

This is the lesson that harsh reality taught her.

Therefore, the moment Luo Ji pushed the door open and entered, Zhang Liyou's fingertips twitched slightly, and the shard of broken mirror she was holding between her fingers silently sank into the flesh of her palm.

This was the first use she discovered for the mirror: the mirror shards could fuse with flesh and blood. This discovery wasn't difficult; she had vaguely guessed it after seeing Luo Ji pull out a mirror from such a small pocket several times.

Then, her eyes narrowed sharply, and she looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"After just one trip outside, his aura has become several times stronger?!"

Even if Zhang Liyou wasn't jealous, she really couldn't stand being stimulated like this every day.

While I'm still struggling to find a way to become stronger, my roommate is getting stronger every day like a rocket, even doubling in strength just by going out. Who can stand that?

Zhang Liyou has never entertained the evil thought of "murdering for treasure" because she is kind-hearted and has a high moral standard.

On the one hand, everyone is a partner in the "Avengers" and shares a common goal;
On the other hand, it was also because Luo Ji's aura was stronger than hers from the very beginning, and the gap was widening at a visible rate, making it impossible for her to even entertain such a thought.

Of course, most importantly, she asked herself, if she killed Luo Ji by any means necessary in order to seek revenge and become stronger, then what difference would she make from a monster like Feng Yuhuai?
Secretly picking up a few shards of mirror was already Zhang Liyou's moral bottom line.

She's not a saint; she simply has principles and knows what she should and shouldn't do, and she wouldn't harbor ill intentions towards her friends.

The initial theft of Luo Ji's mirror fragments is a separate matter.

At that time, Luo Ji was not yet a friend, and his behavior was suspicious. She was afraid of being deceived by Feng Yuhuai, so she had to be careful.

Now, although she still retains some trust in Luo Ji, she also considers him as a half-friend.

After all, they are all around the same age and share a common "enemy," so they are in the same boat and live together every day, so it is easy for them to develop some feelings and bonds.

Not many, but there are budding ideas.

The situation was the same for Luo Ji. If his initial approach was entirely driven by ulterior motives, then spending time together day and night inevitably led to the development of some feelings.

Putting everything else aside, just the fact that Zhang Liyou was willing to avenge her friend and was very persistent earned him some respect.

Although Luo Ji thought this behavior was silly, it was precisely because it was silly that he admired it.

People like Zhang Liyou are extremely rare in this world; in fact, Luo Ji had never encountered such a friend in his previous life.

And who wouldn't want to have friends like that by their side?
Luo Ji pushed open the door and entered, frowning as he looked at Zhang Liyou, whose complexion was not good.

"What happened? Why are you all alone? Where's Cui Cui?"

Zhang Liyou calmed herself down and sighed:

"Cui Cui couldn't help but make a phone call home, and then..."

No further explanation was needed; Luo Ji understood immediately. He wasn't too surprised by Cui Cui's departure.

In his eyes, Cui Cui, like Zhang Liyou, genuinely wanted to avenge her friend, which was already quite admirable.

But revenge is not something that can be achieved simply by having the will; it is a difficult and lengthy process.

It's not enough to just have a burst of enthusiasm or passion; what's needed more is perseverance.

Cui Cui has all the former qualities, but she lacks the resilience that Zhang Liyou possesses, so she definitely won't be able to persevere.

Giving up revenge and choosing to go home to be with family and stay away from danger is what most normal people would do. Zhang Liyou, who is single-mindedly determined to avenge her friend, is an abnormal and rare species.

(End of this chapter)