It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 758 The Curse of Fate

It was 4:30 in the afternoon.

Shanghai Stock Exchange, Baoze headquarters, ice storage!

The icehouse is a place to temporarily store the bodies of employees who died in battle, similar to a hospital morgue. After an employee dies, they are stored here, and the administration department arranges the funeral.

If an employee's family wants to retrieve the body and bury it themselves, Baoze will provide a generous compensation to help the family buy a burial plot and arrange the funeral.

For employees like Sanwu who have no parents and no family, Baoze will handle all funeral arrangements and bury them in the company's cemetery, alongside the martyrs.

The freezer door opened, and a girl covered with a white sheet emerged from a small, square opening.

The Thunder King stood to the side, his face filled with sorrow and his eyes red-rimmed.

Li Xianyu stood in front of the girl's body, reaching out to grasp a corner of the white cloth.

At this moment, for some reason, Li Xianyu's entire body began to tremble slowly, and even his lips lost their color.

A light, flimsy piece of white cloth; his hands trembled and trembled, unable to lift it.

"Why don't you just stop watching?" Thunder King pressed down on Li Xianyu's hand.

He trembled, as if startled, and stared blankly at the Thunder King, exclaiming, "Huh?"

The Thunder King turned his head away and looked up at the sky to keep his tears from falling.

The white cloth was lifted, and Sanwu lay quietly. She was always so serene; when she was lost in thought, she was like a lifeless puppet.

It's easy for people to overlook her presence.

The girl's features were still delicate, but this time they had completely lost their vitality, turning deathly pale.

"How did you die?" Li Xianyu asked in a hoarse voice.

Time flew by on the way back, because he couldn't listen to or see anything, he just stood there blankly, and then he was back in Shanghai.

"He was severely wounded in the battle with Neptune, then fell into the sea and died in the aftermath of the battle between the Phoenix and Dorgon." The Thunder King's voice was thick with nasal congestion.

"She lost her wallet at the time, and the pilot gave her his blood medicine, but unfortunately, her injuries were too severe and she could not be saved."

"...She passed away before reinforcements arrived."

Li Xianyu nodded, gently stroking the girl's cheek with his fingers, as if she were just sleeping and he didn't dare to wake her.

"Actually, she died once while she was in the island nation. I went back in time to save her, but I've never told you about this."

The Thunder King nodded slightly. Li Xianyu only mentioned that he had been defeated twice in the island nation and had retraced his steps twice, without going into details. The Thunder King also did not ask Li Xianyu to write a mission report.

He guessed the ending might not be good.

"Even now, recalling that scene still makes my heart pound. It hurt so much, my heart aches so much..."

"In the end, I still couldn't save her," Li Xianyu said softly.

The Thunder King felt a sense of suffocation, perhaps because Li Xianyu's appearance at this moment was very similar to his own not long ago.

Even though the pain is excruciating and the sorrow is overwhelming, one must still pretend to be calm and not let emotions show.

In such a suffocating environment, the Thunder King also whispered, "The pilot who brought her back said that she was smiling before she left."

She paused, then added, "She left some last words, but she didn't finish them before she passed away."

"What last words?"

"Ask him for me, I have something..."

The Thunder King did not continue speaking; that was his last message.

Then he realized that it was because of that sentence he said.

The man beside me, a man who has faced life and death many times and is a veteran of countless battles.

It collapsed.

......

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

As the sun sinks below the horizon, the magnificent golden-red clouds stubbornly linger, unwilling to leave.

Conference Room Number One!

Qin Ze sat in the CEO's seat, with the Thunder King standing behind him. To his left was Li Xianyu, his great-grandmother. To his right were Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi. And now there was one more: Abstinence!

The holographic projections of the nine directors had also appeared, and the atmosphere in the conference room was unusually heavy and silent.

Chairman Zhang coughed, breaking the silence, and asked in a low voice, "Gentlemen, what should we do now?"

The situation had deteriorated to the point that even this seasoned veteran of the political arena couldn't come up with a solution.

The relatively young Chairman Xu looked around at everyone and, seeing that no one spoke, said, "Three paths: First, immediately dismiss Li Xianyu and announce the dismissal to the public. Then, run as far away as possible, and try not to be found by Dorgon and the Superpower Association. Wait for the fruit to ripen."

"The second option is to find a way to extract the fruit and surrender and seek peace."

"The third option is to fight to the death, to go all out against them."

These three paths represent the judgment made by the forces behind Chairman Xu after careful consideration.

Chairman Xu, representing the forces behind him, raised this issue at the board meeting at this time.

Chairman Zhang scoffed, "After firing Li Xianyu, how can we guarantee that Dorgon won't retaliate and kill Qin Ze later?"

Chairman Xu frowned and said, "Dorgon's target is Guozi, not us, not Baoze."

The oval-faced woman snorted coldly: "My great-grandfather said that surrendering means execution for war criminals. Do you think Dorgon will let this go? He might, but Baker Richardson won't. The first option can be ruled out. Baoze has no way out; dismissing Li Xianyu won't get him out of this."

Another bald director tapped the table and glanced at the oval-faced woman: "Defeat always comes at a price, that's inevitable. But we can mitigate Baoze's losses and stabilize this turmoil within the Bloodline Realm."

"We need to look at the bigger picture; some sacrifices are unavoidable. Baoze is no longer able to fight against the Superpower Association, no, it has never even done so."

The implication was that they intended to sacrifice Qin Ze.

"Are you going to kneel again?" The oval-faced woman sneered, her words sharp: "Aren't people your age the ones with the heaviest knees?"

"My man isn't afraid to die, I'm not afraid to die, and our whole family isn't afraid to sacrifice. But we would never sacrifice ourselves in such a undignified and meaningless way."

The bald director was furious and slammed his fist on the table.

"Cough cough cough..." Chairman Zhang coughed forcefully, glancing sideways at the oval-faced woman. Although he wasn't bald, he was still in the age group she described as having the heaviest knees.

Chairman Zhang said in a deep voice, "The first and third plans are the same. As for Baoze's results, you can refer to the island nation."

"It's nothing more than the Superpower Association setting up relevant departments in various parts of Baoze, sitting on our heads and pissing on us every day. Turning our bloodline world into an appendage of the Superpower Association."

"From a broader perspective, this does indeed align with what some people call a 'big picture' view, but is that really the case?"

"The top experts of Baoze will be executed on charges of war crimes, sacrificing themselves in vain. And according to the Superpower Association's style, they will definitely suppress Baoze and act arrogantly while inciting various forces in the bloodline world. The bloodline world that we have finally stabilized will fall into chaos again, and it may even affect the society of ordinary people."

Zhang Dongyi said righteously, "Is this what you call the big picture? It's nothing more than a temporary survival in exchange for the humiliation of future generations."

"Even in the old society, our bloodline world was never manipulated like a little girl. If we were to turn it into an island nation... who would dare to bear such an eternal sin?"

"I didn't."

"And do you know how to get the fruit out?" As he spoke, he glanced at Li Xianyu, who remained silent, seemingly just observing the meeting.

"So you mean to fight? To fight them to the death?" Another director frowned.

"Dorgon has returned to the pinnacle of the Ultimate Path, and Baker Richardson has devoured the remains, making him another pinnacle of the Ultimate Path. They also have the Kusanagi Sword. How can we fight them? With just the few of you?" The bald director slammed his fist on the table. "There's no chance of winning. Fighting is just suicide."

The oval-faced woman retorted sharply: "It's better to die fighting than to be sent to your death."

It even rhymes... The bald director was so angry he couldn't speak.

"Board members, if you've finished your discussion, please let me have something to say," Qin Ze said calmly, drawing the attention of the nine board members.

"First of all, I need to examine myself and admit my mistakes. I messed up this battle again. This is my fault, and it's because I, as the CEO, failed to set a good example."

Grandma scoffed, "You're just the weakest of the extreme paths, what kind of leader are you?"

Qin Ze knew that Senior Wushuang Zhanhun was trying to excuse him, but there was no need for that; it was just polite talk.

He continued, "Everyone has witnessed how formidable the enemy is. So, I shamelessly made excuses for myself."

"Then, regarding Chairman Xu's three methods, we actually only have one path to take, which is to fight to the death, fight until we are battered and bruised, fight until our talents are depleted, fight until we are all destroyed."

Why?

"Because the fruit did not fall into the hands of Dorgon or Baker Richardson; more precisely, the fruit could not fall into the hands of any ambitious person."

"Why did we ally with the Phoenix in the past? The Overlord is too terrifying. Letting them live is irresponsible to the country, to the people, and even to all mankind."

"For this reason, we are destined to fight the enemy to the death, and the fruit cannot be handed over. Unless you want to keep your queues and shout 'Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!' to some guy in a dragon robe."

"Times have changed. Emperors used to be acceptable. Now, they absolutely cannot be."

"Those two will ruin the entire civilization of mankind."

The board members fell silent.

"So, if we were to fight, is there any chance of winning?" Qin Ze stood up, his hands resting on the table, his gaze sharp: "Yes."

At this moment, he exuded a kind of authority and sharpness befitting a "big boss".

"Is there a chance of winning?" The directors' eyes lit up.

"Do you remember how the Bloodline Realm quelled the Quanzhen Rebellion more than eighty years ago?" Qin Ze spoke very quickly: "That's right, it was the human wave tactic."

"In this world, the power of an individual at its peak can never overcome the power of the group. With enough manpower, we can destroy Dorgon and Baker Richardson."

Chairman Xu interrupted him: "Where did you get this idea of ​​a human wave tactic? Our Bloodline Realm used to be teeming with experts, producing one genius after another. But relying on them is clearly not enough. Moreover, since last year, the Bloodline Realm has been in continuous turmoil, resulting in the deaths and injuries of too many experts. Even if you wanted to recruit soldiers, you would only end up with a bunch of mediocre people."

"Rely on them to kill two peak-level experts?"

"Of course, it's not just us," Qin Ze said. "I've already met with the chairman of 'Belloburg Palace' and invited them to join forces against the Superpowered Individuals Association. They're having a meeting right now, and the results will be out soon."

"Belberg Palace" is the headquarters of the official organization of the White Bear Kingdom.

"In addition, there are the bloodline communities of the island nation and the Vatican. The Beloborg Palace has one half-step peak expert and one who has just entered the half-step peak expert realm, while the Vatican has three half-step peak experts. Add our group to the mix, and we are enough to fight Dorgon, Baker Richardson, and the Superpower Association to the death."

Hiss... The board members gasped.

In this way, the high-end combat power of the global bloodline community is almost complete, and the destructive power of the seasoned half-step extreme level cultivators is already comparable to that of a humanoid nuclear bomb, because they can briefly unleash the power of the extreme level.

In such a war, how many humanoid nuclear bombs are there?

Chairman Zhang immediately shook his head: "No, this won't work. There's nowhere for you to fight. How many people are you going to kill? The higher-ups won't allow it. If it really comes to that, things will be out of control."

This is no longer a matter of whether the higher-ups agree or not... Li Xianyu said calmly, "For this battle, we will set the battlefield in New York."

The directors' expressions froze for a moment.

"You want to make New York the battlefield?! Fight on their home turf? That's too reckless, it's like walking into a trap. The odds of winning were already low..."

"Wrong," Li Xianyu waved his hand, interrupting the board members' babbling.

"With the deaths of 'Giant' Margaet Tarahan and 'Aquaman' Angie Charles, the Superpower Association, apart from Baker Richardson, lacks high-end combat power in the short term and is at its weakest."

"Only when the battlefield shifts to the United States can we act freely. In the past few days, how many ordinary people have been affected by the Superpower Association's attacks on its various branches? The casualty figures are right there on your desks. The media storm has already given you a thorough dressing-down from above, hasn't it?"

"Since we decided to go to war with Baoze, we must be prepared to bear the consequences."

"I will make the Superpowered Association pay the price."

The board members fell into a deep thought.

If this war is inevitable, then it is better to lose the battlefield abroad than to lose it at home.

"Are you trying to announce the existence of the Bloodline Realm to the whole world?" Chairman Zhang rubbed his temples, looking exasperated.

From the perspective of the managers, they naturally disagree, but the current situation has already slipped out of their control, and even out of the control of a national government.

If you want to bet, fine, but be prepared to choose the third path and be prepared to be condemned for eternity.

But this still doesn't solve the problem. The war isn't over yet, and Li Xianyu and Wushuang Zhanhun, grandfather and grandson, won't just sit idly by and wait to die.

The Vatican in Europe and the official organizations of the island nation had limited friendship with Baoze. It was Li Xianyu and Li Peiyun who forged friendships with the Vatican and official organizations.

They will definitely lend a helping hand.

At that time, even if several humanoid nuclear bombs collide, the outcome will still be the same.

Dorgon and Baker Richardson have come all the way across the ocean to steal the fruit, and they won't consider whether it affects ordinary people. Let's all go to a deserted place to fight.

impossible.

They could neither control the Li family, grandfather and grandson, nor their enemies.

Chairman Xu stared at Qin Ze and reminded him, "You told the White Bear Kingdom the secret of the fruit. How can you make sure they don't become the second Baker Richardson?"

"No, I didn't reveal the existence of the fruit. I only invited them to join forces against the Superpower Association," Qin Ze said. "In this battle, we still need to exploit the time difference. If I'm not mistaken, Baker Richardson will need some time to fuse with and master the remains. To ensure everything goes smoothly, the normal approach is to lie low for a period of time."

Thinking about the history of the Superpowered Association and the official organization of the White Bear, Chairman Xu nodded, accepting it.

Chairman Zhang sighed silently, then asked, "Before the phoenix perished, it left a message. Why wasn't it made public?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Li Xianyu.

After reading the suicide note, Li Xianyu burned it.

Afterwards, he remained silent no matter who asked or brought it up.

I don't plan to tell anyone.

It was clearly something the phoenix had left behind, something that could be of great importance, but he deliberately kept quiet about it.

Li Xianyu met everyone's gazes calmly and said, "This has nothing to do with you, nothing to do with the war, it's just my personal matter."

The responses were exactly the same.

Chairman Zhang nodded: "I believe you are someone who can distinguish between what is important and what is not."

I didn't ask any more questions.

(End of this chapter)