The Law of Heaven

Chapter 41 Return to the real world
In the rushing river, the wreckage of the helicopter billowed smoke, and the faint flames were extinguished by the torrential rain. Lightning flashed across the night sky, and thunder rumbled in.

Dr. Shi scrambled ashore in a sorry state, his body covered in burns from the explosion, his back riddled with tiny metal shards, making him look like a hedgehog, and dripping with blood.

Even the hands that gripped the boulder on the shore were charred black.

The excruciating pain made him grit his teeth and let out a hoarse, eerie laugh: "Ha...hahahaha, interesting. This is so interesting, that's dragon's might, pure dragon's might!"

Someone stepped out onto the soft soil and stood before him like a ghost.

"PhD."

Dr. Shi was too weak to get up and could only lie on his back on the ground, breathing in the fresh air and giving a bitter smile.

The men in black, holding umbrellas, stood before him, looking down at him and interrogating him: "How pathetic. How did you get yourself into this state? We clearly detected the aura of the escaped experimental subject ω, so why didn't you retreat beforehand?"

"Heh, Subject ω, if she knew you were calling her by that code name, she'd probably be even angrier, right? She's not the same person she used to be."

Dr. Shi chuckled self-deprecatingly: "I was indeed careless. I didn't expect that she had already found her guardian, and that person is quite... eerie."

These words shocked the men in black, whose umbrellas swayed in the wind and rain as if they were about to lose their grip.

The word "guardian" has a special meaning.

As is well known, ancient relics of the Heavenly Principle level are extremely rare and can only be obtained by mythical creatures that exist only in legends voluntarily relinquishing their original essence.

Although this analogy is somewhat inappropriate, in ancient times some people compared the relics of Heavenly Principle to the first blood of human women, which has extraordinary significance.

Besides, ancient relics of the Heavenly Principle level only appear when mythical creatures die.

Generally speaking, when Tianli donates ancient relics, he will sign a blood contract with the recipient.

This immortal being, who has merged with ancient relics, will become the guardian of the god and walk in the mortal world in His place.

Moreover, the conditions for selecting guardians by the Heavenly Principles are generally extremely demanding. First, they need the most outstanding talent; second, they need a tempered and refined character; and finally, they need a very deep background. All three are indispensable.

There is only one guardian of the natural order.

If the guardian dies and the ancient artifact is not recovered, then there will never be another one.

Therefore, the appearance of guardians of the natural order generally means that a powerful immortal race has come to believe in the gods, abandoned the human camp, and relinquished its human status.

Although the descendants of the guardians will not inherit that great power, their talents will become extremely high, and they can easily grow strong in just two generations.

This is the deal between the gods and mankind.

This is fundamentally different from becoming a Dead Apostle.

Of course, the ancient laws of nature rarely choose their guardians willingly, unless they are forced into a desperate situation, they will not stoop to make a deal with humans.

The men in black looked at each other.

"No wonder, the experimental subject ω appeared, and her guardian also appeared here. Does she want revenge?"

"The problem is, I thought she had gone berserk. Logically speaking, she should have been consumed by the power of the gods and become a complete calamity, unable to retain her rationality."

"Could it be that they chose the Guardian before losing their rationality? What is the background of the Guardian? Will it affect our plans? This is a huge variable."

"We still have experimental subject α. If we really reach a dead end, then we'll fight to the death."

They whispered among themselves, looking up at the storm raging in the mountains, as if they were feeling fear.

"Dr. Shi."

The man in black asked, "What's the background of the Guardian?"

Dr. Shi was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely, "I don't know. That person is very strange. Both his appearance and behavior are incomprehensible and unpredictable."

It's practically like...a madman.

After Dr. Shi briefly described the characteristics of the mysterious guardian, the men in black fell silent.

"That thing...we seem to have seen it before."

"Yes, just five minutes ago, that thing was running wildly down the mountain road with a group of test subjects. It was terrifying."

Was that guy mocking us?

After discussing for a moment, the men in black set up a stretcher and carried away the seriously injured Dr. Shi, disappearing into the wind and rain.

Of course, it also disappeared into Jiang Youqing's binoculars.

"Sister Youqing".

Xiao Li lay in the cave, hugging a hand warmer to keep warm, and munching on a biscuit, saying, "Is Brother Weird dead?"

Jiang Youqing silently put down the binoculars, leaned wearily against the rock wall, her full lips moved slightly, and she exhaled: "I don't know, perhaps those chosen by God won't die so easily... I hope he's safe and sound."

"The chosen one of God?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. That weirdo has most likely betrayed the human camp. But I think he's a good person, it's just that I don't know why he seems to be short of money."

Jiang Youqing pursed her lips as she recalled the image of that guy secretly stuffing fragments of the mural into his pocket.

"If he comes back alive, I'll give him my year-end bonus as a red envelope..."

Outside the cave, a torrential downpour was underway, and a chill permeated the air.

Jiang Youqing's walkie-talkie suddenly rang.

Jane sent a message.

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At dawn, the clock on the Mirage Tower was frozen at six o'clock.

The clone created by the Ghost-Faced Clown pushed open the door and immediately vanished like a cloud of black mist. Bloodstained clothes fell to the ground, and shoes lay askew on the floor.

The rough stone ring also rolled to the ground.

It made a clanging sound.

Xiangyuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed under the eaves, opened them. Without even going to the bathroom, he quickly rolled over, squatted down by the grass, and vomited everything in his stomach.

A tremendous wave of dizziness washed over me, and the world spun around me.

This is probably a side effect of the Ghostly Clown: the host's main body controls the clone for a long time, maintaining a high level of mental concentration, which, combined with sensory feedback, causes extreme discomfort.

But he also figured out how to use this clever trick.

Each activity lasts about twelve hours. Although it's unknown whether this will change as the device grows, the current battery life is what it is, so it should be used with caution.

If the clone suffers severe injury, it will collapse more quickly. Even if it does not have a true physiological system, fatigue and pain will affect its current actions to some extent.

On the other side of the misty mountain, Aihara controlled his clone and ran wildly for a full hour and a half before barely shaking off the experimental subject's pursuit, breaking out of the encirclement, and returning to the real world.

It's fortunate that this is an avatar, not a living being, and doesn't possess a flesh and blood body. As long as it doesn't use its Alaya consciousness, it's no different from a stone on the roadside.

As long as he plunges into the river and avoids the subjects' sight, he can escape the pursuit and make his escape.

For Aihara, the whole process was like playing a survival game while wearing holographic projection glasses.

That was incredibly thrilling and exciting.

If you die, you'll lose money and equipment!
After a long while, Aihara recovered and gasped for breath. The atmosphere on the other side was too oppressive; when the original body woke up in the courtyard, it felt like returning to the human world.

"I wonder if the scene of me falling off the cliff was cool or not, and if it touched the heart of the aloof senior."

Aihara rummaged through the scattered clothes for a moment, then pulled out the wet, slimy slug and exclaimed, "What a treasure! It can regenerate flesh and blood. I just don't know if it can regenerate severed limbs. I'll catch a Death Apostle and try it out sometime."

He had little time to explore the Fog Mountain and didn't find a single useful creature; his efficiency was extremely poor.

Ultimately, it all comes down to efficiency in looting.

I don't know if Dr. Shi is dead or not.

Even if you die, you can still get a lot of equipment.

He would be at a huge loss then.

Then he took out the precious serum sample, thought it over, and put it on the shelf for future use.

He also put away the parchment scroll, which contained clues left by his second uncle.

Finally, there's the fragment of that ancient mural, which he plans to sell at the antique market, though he doesn't know how much it's worth.

It was a very fruitful night.

However, we must also consider the follow-up work.

After much deliberation, Aihara put the fragments of the mural into a tea box, and also stuffed the raw stone ring into a drawer. These were things he couldn't take to school.

“My uncle’s family was all killed in the bombing, and all the hunters were dead too. It’s a murder case. Theoretically speaking, I also violated that Human Rights Covenant. There’s a high probability that someone will investigate me, so I have to be prepared.”

Just to be on the safe side, Aihara also placed the two living spirits, the Life Slug and the Oni-Faced Clown, on the counter. Then, she changed into her school uniform, picked up her schoolbag, and took a deep breath.

"I am Aihara. I am introverted, gentle, and kind..."

Next, he should pretend he knows nothing, go home to pick up his sister and take her to school, just like before.

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A light drizzle enveloped the breakfast stalls along the street. A police car from the police station was parked on the side of the road, its engine off and both doors wide open.

"I'm sorry, Xiaosi, I've been hospitalized for a while and haven't had a chance to visit you. I just got discharged today and brought Xiaxia with me. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Yu Ge was smoking in the driver's seat.

"Uncle Yu, what are you saying?"

Xiangsi smiled sweetly: "Of course I remember you. My dad often praised you to me when I was little. But my brother might not remember you. He has a strange personality. He's always been a loner since he was little and doesn't talk to anyone."

Yu Xia sat in the back seat, drinking soy milk. Her charming, fox-like face showed a hint of suspicion: "Praising my dad? Really? I don't even know what my dad's good points are."

Xiangsi said with a smile, "Praise his good looks, otherwise how could he have such a beautiful daughter as Senior Yu?"

Yu Xia stuck out her tongue: "You're clearly prettier."

The girls in school uniforms huddled together, whispering to each other, creating a beautiful and youthful scene that drew glances from passing students.

Yu Xia suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Xiao Si, my dad is a veteran police officer. He might have some occupational hazard and ask you a few questions. Don't mind him."

"Yeah, don't worry."

She was naturally aware of her longing.

The other party is a police officer. No matter how close you are, you have to be careful. You absolutely cannot tell anyone that your older brother is involved in organized crime. If he turns against you for the sake of justice, you'll be in big trouble.

Even so, her palms were sweaty.

I haven't been able to contact my brother all morning.

Don't know what he's doing.

Xiangsi is very worried.

"Alright, you two, be serious."

Yu Ge sighed. He had dark circles under his eyes, clearly having not slept all night. He scratched his head and said, "Xiao Si, did you see the news about your uncle's family?"

Xiangsi lowered her head, munching on a fried dough stick, and hummed in agreement.

"Dad, what are you doing!"

Yu Xia rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "How could this have anything to do with Xiao Si? She was at home all night. Don't scare her with your loud noise!"

“I know, how could I doubt her? That family had an accident, I was afraid of implicating her.”

Yu Ge said with a stern face, "This is dangerous!"

Xiangsi shook her head and said obediently, "I don't know. My uncle's family didn't get along with us either, and they were even thinking about dividing the property. Now that family has died inexplicably, I don't know if the criminals have been caught... If they have, I want to go and thank them."

"Haha."

Yu Xia couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"You young people."

Yu Ge reluctantly answered a phone call, spoke briefly with the police officers working on the front lines, and then hung up.

"Xiaosi, where's your brother?"

he asked suddenly.

Yu Xia quietly pricked up her ears.

"Oh, here we come."

Xiangsi jumped off the car and greeted them.

"Brother, here!"

Across the street, Aihara, looking sickly and carrying a bag, looked down at the Apple phone provided by the company, checking messages on the Hunter's internal network.

"what?"

Aihara was stunned when he saw the person in the car.

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