I write obituaries for the gods

Back then, Lin Chen was just an ordinary poor kid who could be drowned by a rainstorm. Even if he turned the handlebars of his electric bike all the way down, he couldn't outrun time.

But things are different now.

He will do everything in his power to catch up with anyone he can, even if it means being like a moth drawn to a flame, or even if a demigod stands in his way.

He no longer wanted to write obituaries for those close to him.

"Fool."

Li Zhanyi gently tapped Lin Chen's chest and turned her head away.

"Then as compensation, you have to treat me to a meal," the girl murmured softly, "I haven't eaten at my treasure trove of a restaurant yet..."

"sure."

Lin Chen nodded, then reached into his pocket and rummaged around.

"Before that, here's this for you."

Li Zhanyi turned her head and was met with a dazzling white light—

Lin Chen was holding a small white flower, looking at her with a smile.

"Miss, the flowers you ordered were just taken from the Waldorf Hotel."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the little white flower, which had been ravaged by the rain and the battle, bent over.

"..."

Embarrassed, Li Zhanyi took the small flower from Lin Chen's hand and gently touched the wet petals with her hand.

As she fiddled with it, she suddenly laughed.

"Pfft... Hahaha..."

"Sorry, it seems I messed up." Lin Chen scratched his head.

No, no, really no.

Li Zhanyi turned to look at Lin Chen, streaks of water running down her face, indistinguishable as to whether they were rain or tears.

"Thank you," she said softly.

I jokingly asked him to bring a flower, and he actually brought one very seriously.

The girl realized that she really couldn't predict the boy in front of her at all.

He is an enigma, more mysterious than a meteor shower.

......

"Hahaha, why aren't you so arrogant anymore? Not arrogant anymore?"

"Da da da da da da da—"

On the first floor of the office building, Lucy stood in the middle of the corridor, frantically firing at the people opposite.

The black web mercenaries who came to ambush her and Louis had mostly taken refuge in the rooms on either side, so much so that they couldn't even get their heads out.

"I hid over two thousand bullets on the first floor!" Lucy shouted. "Come on, aren't you going to stop showing them off? It's not time for you to chase after us anymore!"

"..."

The Second Division's reinforcements arrived quickly. Surrounded by them, the Black Network mercenaries voluntarily came out of the room and announced their surrender.

At the entrance of the Waldorf Hotel, Jiang Zhengge walked out carrying a custom-made silver PM pistol and looked around.

Those mercenaries weren't just after Yi Ke, but also after Zuo Xia.

After Lin Chen left, the mercenaries entered the room, intending to silence Zuo Xia. Fortunately, Jiang Zhengge arrived in time and used a magazine and a knife he had taken from the banquet to take down two squads.

The foundation had no intention of letting Zuo Xia escape from Yudu; they planned to have Zuo Xia die tonight.

As for why they are not afraid of public opinion...

Clearly, they acted precisely when the Bureau of Investigation began its investigation—the Foundation intended to frame the Bureau of Investigation for the death of Zuo Xia.

With the British captain deployed, this was originally a flawless plan.

But who knew that the demigod would be killed by Lin Chen once again.

“I’ve already sent a medical team up there. You all stay put and wait until I’ve finished escorting Zuo Xia, then I’ll come find you.”

After giving instructions to Li Zhanyi and Lin Chen, Jiang Zhengge turned his head and looked at Zuo Xia, who was surrounded by the shield soldiers of the Second Division.

His legs were wrapped in bandages, and two officers from the Second Division were supporting him; he looked like he was on the verge of death.

"Director Zuo, are you willing to cooperate with the Investigation Bureau now?" Jiang Zhengge walked up to Zuo Xia and gave him a smug smile.

"I'm willing to do anything..." Zuo Xia said weakly.

“Let’s go,” Jiang Zhengge patted his shoulder, “You’ll probably have to stay in the interrogation room tonight.”

......

Chapter 81 Harvest (Third Update, Please Read On)

After confirming that Li Zhanyi was alright, Lin Chen stood up, stretched, and then looked at the blue substance floating in the air not far away.

The substances were floating around Captain England's body, suspended as if drawn by invisible threads.

"I'll go see if there are any spoils of war."

Lin Chen walked to the body of the British captain and turned it over with his feet, first to the left and then to the right, on the small iron mound.

Soon, he spotted a glint of silver: it was Captain England's shield.

When they finally manipulated the metal of the entire building, the shield was somehow sucked in.

Lin Chen took out the shield, tapped it gently, and found it to be quite hard.

This thing doesn't even leave a mark when bullets hit it, so it must be made of some extraordinary material. I'll take it back and study it.

Lin Chen flipped through the pages again, but found nothing; he didn't get the azure crystal he wanted.

It seems that demigods don't crystallize; all the azure energy within them has been converted into matter and is suspended in the air.

Lin Chen climbed Iron Hill and reached out to touch the deep blue.

Seeing this, Li Zhanyi quickly spoke up:

"Don't move! Those substances are highly concentrated; you can't touch them with your body!"

Lin Chen stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and looked somewhat confused.

"No...physical contact?"

“High concentrations of the azure substance are highly corrosive and require specialized equipment to handle,” Li Zhanyi explained softly. “Anything exposed to this concentration will be quickly corroded and transformed into subspace… Eek!”

She saw Lin Chen grab a clump of dark blue substance and swallow it whole.

“It’s nothing,” Lin Chen said, showing his empty hands. “I did the same thing when I took down Qingtian before, you see—”

He scooped up clumps of the blue substance from the air and ate them piece by piece.

Li Zhanyi stared blankly at the horrific scene before him, beginning to doubt whether he had truly survived the battle with Captain England.

She waited until Lin Chen finished eating before she murmured:

"That time with Qingtian... you were the one who ate it too..."

“I thought all Awakened Spirits would do this,” Lin Chen returned to Li Zhanyi's side and squatted down. “This is all high-quality Azure Energy…”

"You have a good appetite..." Li Zhanyi muttered, "Aren't you afraid I'll...tell you about it?"

Will you tell anyone?

"...Won't."

Li Zhanyi turned her head slightly away and pursed her lips.

"You really don't treat me like an outsider..." she said softly.

“You’re my guide,” Lin Chen chuckled, “and my roommate.”

"That's it? The relationship doesn't seem that good..." Li Zhanyi blinked.

"What kind of relationship is considered good?"

"Well..."

Li Zhanyi thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head away and stopped talking.

"Stained clothes?"

This girl is back to her usual self from the coffee shop...

"..."

Just then, the sound of a propeller came from the rooftop. Lin Chen turned his head and saw a helicopter rising from the edge of the rooftop.

Two rows of rope ladders descended, and the logistics staff of the Third Section arrived at the scene to stop the bleeding from Li Zhanyi's wound and provide emergency bandaging.

"The staircase structure was destroyed, so we had to wait for the helicopter. Sorry we're late," a logistics worker explained to Lin Chen.

"It's okay, let's go."

Lin Chen refused the bandaging and turned to look at Zhan Yi, who was already lying on the stretcher.

“Take us home.”

.......

Lin Chen couldn't remember much of what happened after that. After boarding the helicopter, fatigue washed over him like a tidal wave, almost making him fall asleep.

When he regained his memories, he had already settled into a hospital room, and the person in the next bed was Li Zhanyi.

"The stain on your clothes is nothing serious. The steel bar didn't cause a deep injury, and it will heal quickly with the medicine."

Jürgen handed the report to Lin Chen, paused for a moment, and then scratched the back of his head.

"Ah... I subconsciously showed you the report. Logically, it should have been shown to Section Chief Jiang."

"Are you treating me as Zhanyi's guardian?" Lin Chen thought to himself, glancing at the report and then at Zhanyi on the next bed.

She had fallen into a deep sleep and looked very calm, though her face was a little pale.

"It's unbelievable," Lin Chen said softly, "that crazed demigod actually chased her all the way, his mind filled with nothing but killing her..."

Unbeknownst to Lin Chen, the demigod had lost its former sacred halo and fallen to become a synonym for madman and criminal.

Jürgen sat down next to Lin Chen, glanced at Li Zhanyi not far away, and pushed up his glasses.

“Gnosticism, the azure, these extraordinary powers often symbolize instability and madness,” Jürgen sighed. “Paranoid physicists… artists suffering from mental illness… evil wizards… tyrannical kings… these historical figures were merely awakened to gnomes, and under the influence of the extraordinary, they gradually evolved into madness.”

"Besides the erosion of rationality by the Azure Energy itself, the very act of possessing 'superhuman abilities' nourishes the ego, turning the insecure into the arrogant, and the arrogant into the insane."

"As for demigods, the azure energy within their bodies far surpasses that of awakened beings. As beings from outer space, they possess the potential to contain massive amounts of azure energy, and also exhibit a madness far exceeding that of mortals."

“But Captain England isn’t an alien,” Lin Chen said, looking at Jurgen. “He used to be a human named Ding Qilang. He was once nearly killed by the Sky Elbow in a rugby match. Back then, he didn’t seem like a demigod.”

While absorbing Captain England's azure substance, Lin Chen saw some of his memories, but he hadn't had time to delve deeper.

Seeing Lin Chen's confident expression, Jürgen was taken aback, then asked softly:

"Did he tell you all this?"

“That’s right, he went crazy during the battle and said a lot to me,” Lin Chen revealed, half-truthfully. “He said... the Foundation gave him power, making him a god who transcends mortals.”

“Such a thing is possible…” Professor Jürgen murmured softly, “But… how did they do it?”

"Do you think it's possible to artificially create a 'demigod' from the perspective of anomalies?" Lin Chen asked.

“No, no, absolutely impossible,” Jürgen shook his head. “The Azure Energy within a demigod’s body can regenerate infinitely, which already defies our common sense. You must understand that many of the Foundation’s Azure Energy-related products are made from Azure Energy donated regularly by their demigods, directly saving them enormous costs of developing subspace. This is why demigods can be considered assets of the ‘Foundation’.”

"Therefore, the question of whether demigods can be artificially created is just as simple as the question of whether perpetual motion machines exist."

"I see..."

Lin Chen nodded slightly, but he was clearly not going to be convinced.

He saw things that theoretically don't exist with his own eyes.

"What if the azure energy within a demigod's body isn't infinite, but rather has a channel to continuously obtain it from other places?" Lin Chen hypothesized.

“Oh? You mean…” Professor Jürgen pushed up his glasses.

"For example, from the depths of the subspace?"