Spellcasting Gods

“Of course! The Hungry Wolf Gang and Johnny are no more. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be in the news.” Zhang Cheng said as he closed the door, started the car, and slowly drove back along the bumpy road.

If you look closely, you'll notice that his fingers are constantly trembling slightly as he grips the steering wheel, as if he's afraid of accidentally squeezing it too hard and breaking it.

But the young woman in the passenger seat clearly didn't pay attention to any of this, her eyes wide as she asked, "Really? You took them all down by yourself? My God! You wouldn't happen to be a special agent, assassin, or mercenary, would you?"

"Hehe, no, of course not. Nobody in this world can afford to hire me. Oh, I almost forgot, here, these are the spoils from the safe. Consider it a gift from me. After all, you gave me a towel back then so I wouldn't be walking around naked." With that, Zhang Cheng tossed the travel bag stuffed with cash and a gold chain to the other man.

"Ah!!! This...this is..." The girl subconsciously unzipped her zipper and immediately saw bundles of green banknotes and several large gold chains that could blind anyone.

Due to the influence of rappers and hip-hop culture, wealthy Black people in Chicago often adorn themselves with gold as a way of showing off, with gangs being a particularly notorious group.

After all, as a symbol of wealth for humankind for thousands of years, the value of gold has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds; otherwise, there wouldn't be a phenomenon where the price of gold immediately rises when the financial securities market is shaken.

"So, do you like it?" Zhang Cheng slightly curled the corners of his mouth and glanced at the other person out of the corner of his eye.

"Of course! Who doesn't like money! But... but isn't this dirty money? Won't so much cash cause any trouble?" The girl was clearly not stupid; she immediately realized the potential trouble this money might bring.

"That depends on how you plan to handle it. Some people who suddenly receive a large sum of money immediately think about how to enjoy and squander it, living the luxurious life they used to envy but could never achieve. A small number of people, after receiving a large fortune, will carefully hide the money, then try to open a shop, slowly laundering the money little by little through falsifying accounts, eventually making it legitimate property. The former pursues short-term madness and excitement, so it's only a matter of time before they are targeted. The latter seeks a stable source of income, and generally speaking, as long as they are not too unlucky, they will never be discovered. Tell me, which one would you choose?"

As he said this, Zhang Cheng had a playful expression on his face, clearly intending to stir up someone's deepest desires and dark side to see what interesting things would happen in the end.

"I don't understand! Why are you giving me so much money all at once? Don't you want to keep any for yourself?" The girl clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself not to be blinded by the huge profit in front of her.

Because she knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

If I accept this dirty money today, it's like giving someone leverage over me, and I might be controlled for the rest of my life.

Zhang Cheng smiled dismissively and replied, "You don't need to understand! Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body, and I won't ask you to do anything. You can think of it as me conducting a social experiment, researching what interesting changes would occur when a girl from the bottom of society suddenly receives a large sum of money."

"Really?" The girl's tone revealed strong uncertainty.

"Really! Believe me, this money can change your life. Whether the final outcome is good or bad, at least you now have a chance."

"Yes! An opportunity! An opportunity that so many people dream of. Although I don't know who you are, I still want to say thank you. By the way, my name is Yvette."

"My name is Zhang Cheng. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Yvette."

After exchanging names, the two became much closer.

As a powerful Titan, Zhang Cheng could already see through his eyes that the trajectory of fate surrounding Yvette had already changed, and that a dramatic transformation would soon occur.

He planned to use this time while his body adjusted to the new environment to treat the young girl in front of him as a toy for amusement...

Chapter 0941 Progress

If a poor person in the United States suddenly becomes rich, what is the first thing they would do?

The answer is very simple: move away from where you live.

While it's not necessary to live in a luxury villa, you should at least find a neighborhood with relatively good security and a relatively fast police response time.

As a young and beautiful white woman, Yvette was far more likely to be robbed, raped, and gang-raped than most Black women living in predominantly Black neighborhoods.

So early the next morning, she found a house online that was about ten kilometers away from here.

Similar to most places that the middle class can afford, the whole street is lined with two-story wooden houses that look like cheap villas. The street is very clean, with neither the trashy graffiti that is called "street art" nor the groups of two or three idle black people.

A patrol car can be seen passing by every fifteen minutes or so, which greatly increases the sense of security for the local residents.

Of course, the price is also quite high, including the agency fee and six months' rent, requiring a one-time payment of $6,500.

In short, this is no small sum of money compared to the average income of ordinary people in Chicago, and even if they overdraft their credit cards, no more than 20% of people can pay it off in one go.

However, Yvette obviously doesn't need to worry about not being able to pay; rather, she needs to worry about how to pay in a way that won't arouse the suspicion of real estate agents.

After a brief moment of thought, the clever woman deliberately made several phone calls in front of the real estate agent, pretending to borrow money from her so-called friends. She then drove around for a long time before finally returning to the real estate agent with envelopes filled with cash ranging from a few hundred to a couple of thousand dollars.

After successful payment, both parties sign the lease agreement, and the six-month right to use the house is considered transferred, allowing for immediate move-in.

"Phew! It's finally all done! A new beginning! A new life! A new chapter! I no longer have to worry about getting shot on my way home or being kicked out of the house because I can't pay the rent." Yvette plopped down on the sofa, a relaxed and happy smile on her face.

"Can't afford the rent? What do you do for a living? How can you not even afford the rent for that kind of run-down apartment?" Zhang Cheng asked without turning his head, standing by the window and admiring the elegant and tranquil scenery outside.

“I work as a lifeguard at a swimming pool, earning $600 a week. And after deducting daily expenses, I have to carry $20 in cash in my pocket every day in case I accidentally run into those damn black guys. In fact, I still owe the bank $15,000.”

When her salary and job were mentioned, Yvette immediately showed a look of disgust.

It must be said that although lifeguards enjoy considerable popularity and status in American society, their income has always been quite low, to the point that they can barely make ends meet.

Excluding the very few wealthy young people who treat work as a game, most people in the industry only see it as a temporary job, and will definitely choose to switch jobs if a better opportunity comes along.

"Hahaha! Well, that sounds like a really sad story. Tell me, what are your plans next?" Zhang Cheng laughed as he turned around.

Yvette shrugged and replied in a very relaxed tone, "I don't know! Maybe like you said, I'll open a supermarket, a gas station, or a fast food restaurant, and slowly launder the money into legal income. But before that, I want to take a few days off and relax. Also, I'm planning to go shopping downtown now, to buy some household appliances, food, drinks, clothes, tissues, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and other daily necessities. Do you want to come along?"

“No, thank you, I have absolutely no interest in this kind of time-wasting shopping,” Zhang Cheng refused without hesitation.

Shopping with a woman?

If he weren't mentally unstable, he wouldn't have such a crazy and foolish idea.

Let alone the fact that he is now a Titan capable of destroying an entire planet, even a mortal who once had no power would try his best to avoid such a terrible disaster.

"In that case, I'll go by myself. I'll borrow your car for a bit, and I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Seeing the undisguised disgust for the word "shopping" in the other person's eyes, Yvette didn't insist. She picked up the car keys that were still on the table, drove off in her secondhand BMW.

After she walked away, Zhang Cheng took out a cell phone from his magic pouch, which was twenty years ahead of the world's technology, and dialed one of the red numbers.

A few seconds later, Adam's emotionless voice came through the microphone: "Master, what are your orders?"

"How's the plan going?" Zhang Cheng asked directly, narrowing his eyes.

"Things are going smoothly. I've already deployed the artifacts you created in the Great Lakes of North America. Before long, the water quality in these lakes will change, and drinking this water or eating plants and animals irrigated with it will cause varying degrees of mutation. After dealing with the remaining major rivers, my next stop will be South America, then Europe, Africa, the Middle East, Southeast Asia, and finally East Asia. I estimate it will take at least eight months to a year." Adam's answer was as concise and clear as ever.

Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad! So, in three months, the first batch of new humans in North America will be born? It's time for me to incite those old guys to start a revolution, completely end the North American Supreme Council, and usher in a new chapter for the whole world..."

"Master, I suggest you postpone this for a while. It would be better to launch the revolution after you have completely conquered Heaven," Adam quickly advised.

"Why?" Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.

Having become an invincible Titan, conquering Heaven is no longer as appealing as it once was; in fact, he could create a completely new Heaven, even more powerful than the current one, at any time if he so desired.

"Because what you're doing might trigger the premature awakening of those gods, it's safer to conquer Heaven first, just in case. At least we need to ensure that those angels won't cause trouble at this crucial moment," Adam explained calmly.

"But you should know that with my current body, it is impossible for me to travel between Hell and Earth time at will. Each teleportation requires an extremely large amount of energy, and at the same time, I have to tear through that strong magical protection."

"Have you forgotten about the projection of consciousness? I can create a completely new body for you in Hell; all you need to do is inject your consciousness into it. Most importantly, the power of Hell has now completely overwhelmed Heaven, so you don't need to take action yourself."

"That sounds like a good idea. If you're not too busy, take some time to go to hell and sort this out."

"As you wish, Master."

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Chapter 0942 Confusion

As Adam began to distribute artifacts known as the Rings of Energy throughout the world, soon rumors began to circulate among tourists and locals in the Great Lakes region, where changes in water quality first occurred, about mutated plants and animals being discovered.

However, like most supernatural forces, it was quickly suppressed by the underworld.

However, as the supreme governing body in North America, the Supreme Council quickly dispatched a team to the scene to investigate and try to find out what had happened.

Since the astonishing changes at Yellowstone volcano, the councilors have felt a strange tension, as if something terrible was about to happen. So, contrary to their usual lazy demeanor, they have begun to actively investigate all events they deem dangerous or suspicious.

But all of this had nothing to do with Zhang Cheng.

To be precise, during this time he completely disguised himself as an ordinary person, living with Yvette in a middle-class house in Chicago, enjoying a simple and ordinary life.

I get up every morning to go for a run to improve my coordination, then greet my neighbors, and occasionally we'll get together for a barbecue party or something.

It must be said that compared to the pragmatic and indifferent New Yorkers, Chicagoans are relatively friendly, especially in their passion for sports, which is much higher than in most other American cities.

Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls dynasty he created are almost an unavoidable topic; at almost every gathering, someone will talk about NBA basketball games.

As someone who has absolutely no interest in sports, Zhang Cheng stood up and found a secluded spot to silently contemplate his life, pondering the fragmented clues that were impossible to piece together, trying to figure out who had brought him into this world and what their purpose was.

Previously, because he always had a sense of urgent crisis, he never had the opportunity or time to stop and seriously consider these things.

But now, he is a Titan who is virtually impossible to kill, and suddenly he feels a little lost.

Because he had no goal to surpass, and he could not see any limit beyond Titan.

With the power Zhang Cheng currently possesses, as long as all the seals are not broken and the woman who claims to be the creator returns, he will be the most powerful individual life form on the entire planet, and even if those sleeping gods awaken, they will not be able to change this situation.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, being invincible is a kind of loneliness, and loneliness can make people lose the motivation to keep moving forward.

While from a philosophical perspective, one can continue to surpass oneself and gradually accumulate strength to move towards higher goals, what is the meaning of such transcendence if there is no worthy opponent?

So, like many villains who court death, he launched an operation dubbed "The Final Plan".

First, make the whole world aware of the existence of magic, then start a global revolution to break the underworld's monopoly on supernatural powers and overthrow the rule of the Supreme Council.

Secondly, awaken the sleeping gods, and kill some and subdue others as appropriate.

Finally, and most importantly, break all the seals, release the only creator capable of harming you, and engage in a direct confrontation to determine who the true victor is at this moment.

I believe that once all of this is over, those fragmented clues will be pieced together, and the mastermind behind it all will be revealed.

The thought of the man who looked remarkably like himself that he saw in the Tomb of Satan gave Zhang Cheng an incomparably strange feeling, as if the man was observing his every move through some kind of device.

Just as he was gazing absently at the bright moonlight, Yvette, slightly tipsy, suddenly appeared and greeted him with a smile: "Hey! So you've been hiding here. What, aren't you interested in what those middle-aged men are talking about?"

"Yes. To be precise, I'm not interested in most of the topics people talk about. After all, chatting with a bunch of stupid people is less meaningful than being alone," Zhang Cheng readily admitted.

Although he once longed for such an ordinary life, with a high-paying job, the ability to afford a decent house and car, and to spend his days after get off work having barbecues and chatting with friends, wasting his life on all sorts of trivial family matters.

But now, after living this kind of life, he feels an indescribable sense of alienation, as if this life is all a beautiful illusion and a bubble that will disappear instantly with the slightest touch of a finger.

Perhaps it was precisely this ignorance that protected these ordinary people.

If one day they truly learn that they live in a world filled with supernatural forces, with countless powerful beings who can easily take away their cherished family, friends, and lives, then it is believed that more than 60% of them will fall into a state of hysterical madness from which they cannot extricate themselves.

"Wow! I never knew you could be so sarcastic. Don't forget, you had a big smile on your face when you accepted their invitation," Yvette teased with a half-smile.

"No, that's just social etiquette. Even when facing an enemy, I maintain a smile. You can think of it as a conditioned reflex. Besides, I suggest you don't increase your blood alcohol level any further, otherwise, who knows what secrets you might reveal if you get drunk. As a smart and beautiful girl, you wouldn't want to ruin the new life you've worked so hard to build, would you?"

As he finished speaking, a dazzling violet light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

next second...

Yvette shuddered uncontrollably, her entire body instantly drenched in sweat. Her mind finally cleared, and she quickly shook her head: "Of course not! Damn it! I drank a bit too much. Thanks for reminding me."

"You're welcome! After all, you're my subject of observation and experimentation. It wouldn't be fun if you accidentally ended up in jail. Remember, you can be greedy, indifferent, and cruel, but you must never be foolish or lose self-control. Don't be fooled by those so-called cheap friendships; you're different from them."