All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 257 The Tyrant's Meeting

Faint cries echoed intermittently through the village.

Ji Ran removed his blood-scale armor and leaned against the wall.

Rinna Hoshiyama stood to the side, looking at Ji Ran with a shocked expression, and said, "You actually managed to kill Minamoto no Yorimitsu!"

"He's not just a Level 6 Prospector, but also a very powerful alchemist. He holds a very high position within the White Party. When he gets older, he'll be qualified to run for party leader."

"is it?"

Ji Ran nodded, recalling the guy's swift reactions and skill. Several times, his attacks had been deflected by the guy's fingers!
A literal interpretation.

The Kunwu blade landed in front of him, and he only needed to flick his finger to hit certain parts of the blade to deflect his attack and make his hand go numb!

In the end, he used his spiritual power and unleashed a wind-slicing strike, ending the battle.

"He has no spiritual power; no matter how strong he is, he's just a tiger with broken bones."

The man with the double red staff next to him threw down his equipment and said, "The first hour's warning suggests that this guy probably didn't kill anyone and went to gather his men."

"After all, the White Party and the Hidden God Society who came in here are both considered to be on his side."

Having killed two people, Shuanghua Honggun had freed up some of his spiritual power, and he felt visibly more relaxed.

"These things can't be stored in storage space either."

He pointed to the ground: a short knife, a pistol, a magazine, a giant axe, and a set of spiritual rifles.

"How to deal with it?"

"In this world, although a traveler does not lose their Qi when they die, the equipment they take out of their storage space will not be recycled."

Ji Ran looked at it and said, "Leave the pistol and magazine of the rare treasure."

"For the rest of the ordinary items... go to the recycling department and see if they can be recycled."

"Row."

Shuanghua Honggun said, "This will help determine where the recycling department keeps its money."

After saying that, Shuanghua Honggun took out a box and said, "460 Yin-Yang coins."

He glanced at Hoshiyama Rinna and said, "I and Zhuoxian fought, so we'll each get 200, and you get 60."

"Ugh?"

Rinna Hoshiyama was taken aback, then waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No need, no need, I didn't help at all."

"Take it."

Ji Ran said, "When you earn coins later, share them with us too."

This allocation was agreed upon between Shuanghua Honggun and Ji Ran.

Since the three of them are planning to cooperate, the distribution of money naturally needs to be considered. As one of the members, Hoshiyama Rinna is not just a pretty face.

From their first meeting, Ji Ran could sense her skill level.

Since it's a group, it's natural that profits should be shared.

"Then...thank you."

Upon hearing this, Hoshiyama Rinna accepted the money offered by the double-flowered red stick without further hesitation.

"Ugh?"

"Doraemon! You gave me 260 Yin-Yang coins."

Rinna Hoshiyama stared in surprise at the dense array of coins in her hand, only to hear the Double Flower Red Stick say, "It's a loan to you."

"Don't forget, back in reality, you need to give me 2700 spirit essence."

The man with the double red stick grinned, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Hoshiyama Rinna, saying, "I'll lend you all the coins I earn in the future."

Rinna Hoshiyama blinked and said, "Then... what will you do if you don't have any money?"

"I'll lend you mine again."

"Ugh?"

Rinna Hoshiyama sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

At this moment, the Double Flower Red Stick waved his hand and said, "Let's find someone to lead the way first."

"Go to the recycling department."

……

In the village.

A group of children lay on the corpse, wailing.

But the oldest boy was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, inside a half-collapsed house, the old man gripped the boy's arm tightly and said, "Take it!"

"All the strong and healthy people are dead. The village is doomed."

"Now, my children and I are all counting on you."

The boy's eyes were red-rimmed as he looked at the clean "Commoner's Certificate" in his hand, his palm trembling.

"Master..."

The boy has no parents.

He was born in the sewers of Xiandu, the most dangerous, brutal, dark, and chaotic place in the world.

The old man had found him, nearly starving, during one of his outings. Now, the old man's thin arms gripped the boy tightly as he said, "The mutant within you is no ordinary, filthy mutant!"

"It's radiation distortion from Jade Mountain in Immortal Capital. The fact that you've survived until now shows you have talent."

"As long as... as long as you can meet a big shot and let him see your distortion! You'll have a chance to become a tax officer, a law enforcement officer!"

"Back then...back then, you could have taken us to the central city, or even the upper city!!"

Pfft!

At that moment, the old man tore open his thigh and pried out a piece of white gold ore the size of a fingernail from his flesh.

"This is an ounce of jade gold, bear with the pain!"

The old man's fingernails dug into the boy's ribs, tearing open the flesh, and forcefully stuffed the jade into his ribs!

"If you meet the lord of Xiandu and present him with the jade and gold, he will surely be able to introduce you to him."

"The six departments of the Immortal Capital are all short-staffed right now, it's a pity... Originally, I would have taken you there when you turned 16, and it wouldn't have cost any money..."

The old man, his eyes red, said, "Child, everything is counting on you."

As he spoke, the old man burst into tears and was about to kowtow to the boy!

"Master!"

The boy was shocked. His eyes reddened as he helped the old man up, saying, "Definitely! Definitely!"

"I will definitely find Lord Xiandu! I will definitely become a tax official! And come to pick you up!"

"Good good!"

Upon seeing Ji Ran and the others, the old man said, "Go."

"These people don't seem like bad guys. Observe them carefully, and if possible, use their skills to enter the Immortal Capital!"

"Good... good!"

"Go."

The old man held the boy's face in his hands, tears streaming down his kind face, and said, "I entrust my life and the lives of the other children to you."

"Ok!"

The boy gritted his teeth, looked at the old man with reluctance, kowtowed heavily on the ground, and then ran towards Ji Ran and the others.

The old man leaned against the door frame, watching the boy talk to Ji Ran and the others, say goodbye, and leave.

His expression gradually turned cold.

The idea is a bit too rigid; we can't just take action.

Seeing the pool of blood and the group of crying children, the old man turned and went into the house, where he found an electronic box in a basket.

Drop drop!
The old man dialed a number.

A moment later, a male voice came: "Hello?"

"Selling raw materials for genetic opium."

"Dead or alive?"

The old man's gaze was cold, like a wild beast lurking in the shadows, sweeping over the corpses and children.

"All."

"Location."

"Outside the city, Sky Island No. 43, 3,000 meters to the south."

"it is good."

Toot——

The old man put down the electronic box and slowly walked out of the house.

He rolled up his sleeve and pressed down on a bulge of flesh on his left arm.

[The Xenophagosome III graft has been activated.]

click-

creak!

The old man's thin body slowly became stronger, and the shadow he cast gradually surpassed the shadow of the house.

Grotesque, twisted muscles swelled from the old man's body.

How could an ordinary mutant possibly live to old age? And how could he possibly survive with a group of children?

His previous pretense was actually a scheme to use those Japanese travelers to clean up the villagers, and then kill them! He would then sell the bodies in a legitimate way, saving himself the trouble of doing it secretly.

But unexpectedly, Ji Ran and his group appeared.

He was also startled by the burst of spiritual power Ji Ran unleashed in that strike, and didn't dare to make a move.

"Alright, let's take the opportunity to send that kid in."

"This can be considered as planting a thorn in the side of the Tyrant Society within the Six Ministries. Heh heh..."

At that moment, some children noticed this place.

"Master?!"

The only response he received was the roar of a monstrous aberrant!
(End of this chapter)