41: Chapter 41 When the heavens are mad, rain will fall; when people are mad, disaster will follow.
Yun Zhuo pushed Teacher Su's speed to the limit. Just as the Mutated Beasts in the ruins reacted, the two of them had already vanished in a flash.
Liao Hu and his two companions, who were just about to catch up to Yun Zhuo, saw him suddenly accelerate again and were so furious they couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it! If I catch you today and don't skin you alive, I'll take your last name, damn it!"
As the dust before them gradually settled, Liao Hu suddenly realized something was wrong.
Where had that scoundrel led them?
They had been chasing for over a hundred miles, and just as they were about to catch Yun Zhuo, they had no leisure to care about where they were headed.
"Boss, this looks like the Temple of the God of Wealth!"
Before Luo Zi could finish his sentence, a dark shadow, accompanied by the roar of a beast, pounced from the ruins.
If one managed to bite, a whole pack would follow in the blink of an eye.
Worried that they weren't having enough fun, Yun Zhuo and Teacher Su lured a few more waves for them. After completing Body Integration with Teacher Su, he stood on a collapsed building and waited.
He waited for a chance for a one-hit kill.
In another ruin, Wu Song was also waiting.
He had originally intended to wait until Yun Zhuo was near death, then descend like a divine soldier to teach him to turn shame into courage.
This was the final lesson he wanted to teach Yun Zhuo: facing life and death head-on.
Once one has experienced life and death, what obstacle in the future could be insurmountable?
But now it seemed that Yun Zhuo's response had exceeded his expectations.
Upon discovering someone wanted to kill him, he hadn't shown a shred of panic and quickly devised a strategy to defeat the enemy: borrowing momentum.
What surprised him even more was that of the three forces—Heaven, Earth, and Man—he had immediately abandoned the easiest one: running to the sentry tower to borrow the power of others to escape.
That would have been walking straight into a trap.
But how did he know the sentry tower was a trap?
Instead, he chose the more difficult path of borrowing the power of the terrain, sprinting a hundred miles to the Temple of the God of Wealth to use its unique environment to counter-kill his opponents.
Moreover, along the way, the kid's control over speed and rhythm was excellent. He was completely playing cat and mouse, letting the scarred man and his group walk straight into his trap.
"It will be hard to teach such a student in the future." Ban Jinlian's voice drifted into Wu Song's consciousness.
Wu Song laughed, "Don't be so greedy. To teach one such student in a lifetime and still not be satisfied—that would be asking for divine retribution."
In the principal's office of the Seventeenth Middle School, Ren Honglin sat in the interplay of light and shadow, tapping his fingers unconsciously on the desk. He was waiting for news from Wu Song.
Although Wu Song was watching the whole time, he could have rested easy.
But as the saying goes, concern leads to chaos. Since the founding of the Seventeenth Middle School, it had been difficult to produce a seed capable of getting into a prestigious university. If he could successfully enter a prestigious university, the history of the Seventeenth Middle School would be divided into two eras from that moment on.
As the principal, he would also leave a significant mark. Therefore, the matter between Yun Zhuo and the Chen family had to be resolved in advance.
Otherwise, once it was brought into the examination hall, he wouldn't be able to intervene, and he would only be able to watch helplessly as the kid died in the exam hall before achieving his goal.
So, what he had to do now was everything he could, and then leave the rest to fate.
Do one's best and leave the rest to heaven. Man proposes, God disposes.
He comforted himself over and over in his heart, but as the saying goes, concern leads to chaos. His heart just couldn't settle down.
At the Ling Family's Cloudtop Villa, Ling Lifeng sat on the terrace, smoking a cigar and watching the clouds roll and unfurl beyond the terrace.
Under his coordination, Ren Honglin had already decided to act, so he was also waiting—waiting for an opportunity to destroy the Chen family in one fell swoop. As for Yun Zhuo, to be honest, he didn't care.
Sitting in his position and looking down, the people in Dawn City were as busy as ants. In his eyes, Yun Zhuo was no different from those ants.
At most, this ant was holding a spark. If he could use this to ignite the fuse for the destruction of the Chen family in Dawn City, he wouldn't mind doing that girl, Little Yuan, a favor.
As for the relationship between Little Yuan and that kid, he could pretend he hadn't seen it and knew nothing about it. As for whether the two of them could gain the approval of his sister and brother-in-law...
Honestly, he hadn't even thought about it, because thinking about things that simply couldn't be achieved was meaningless.
"Patriarch, the latest news: the kid has already lured them to the Temple of the God of Wealth." Ling Family butler Ling Lingyi, dressed in a crisp black tuxedo, stood respectfully beside Ling Lifeng, bowing as he spoke.
"The Temple of the God of Wealth? I didn't expect that kid to be such a runner. It's fifty kilometers from the Sunset Plain to the Temple of the God of Wealth, right?"
"Fifty-two point six three kilometers."
"Wait a second, what did you just say? It was the kid who lured them there, not him panicking and running in blindly?"
"According to the images and data transmitted back by the drone, he was running with a plan; it didn't look like he was fleeing aimlessly. The Temple of the God of Wealth should have been the destination he selected from the beginning. According to AI calculations, the accuracy of this inference is as high as 99.99%."
"The Temple of the God of Wealth!" Ling Lifeng muttered again, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the chair's armrest, then suddenly struck it heavily and said: "What is Chen Kun's reaction?"
"Chen Kun is very cautious. Aside from bribing the sentry tower outside the city to constantly transmit news, he hasn't deployed any of his own eyes."
"Which squad is in charge of the sentry towers near the Temple of the God of Wealth, and who is the captain?"
"Please rest assured, Patriarch. The three sentry towers around the Temple of the God of Wealth are all our people. The one in charge is Ling Shiba. He knows what should and shouldn't be said. At the same time, we have dispatched personnel to patrol the perimeter. Regardless of the outcome, and whether Chen Kun sends drones or ground personnel to verify, we will be able to intercept them at the first opportunity."
The Temple of the God of Wealth. The Level 5 Mutated Beasts here were no match for Liao Hu and his two lackeys; under the explosion of spiritual energy, they could sweep away a whole area with a single slash.
But as the old saying goes, many ants can eat an elephant. Moreover, Mutated Beasts lack intelligence; unlike humans, who would immediately think, 'I can't win, I really can't win, time to run,' when they see an opponent is too strong.
They only act on instinct, tearing everything alien to shreds. The more Liao Hu and his group killed, the more Mutated Beasts emerged from the ground.
Yun Zhuo and Teacher Su were also surprised to discover that the holes connecting to the underground were dug by the Mutated Beasts themselves. They didn't know how the beasts knew there was a party going on above ground, but they all swarmed here, smelling the scent.
At first, there were only seven or eight holes around Liao Hu and his group, but by now, the number of holes had at least doubled, if not more. Anyway, Yun Zhuo didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder and had no interest in counting them one by one.
Just standing where Yun Zhuo was and looking down, the scene was like a zombie siege in a zombie movie—a huge, swarming mass, with Mutated Beasts trampling over other Mutated Beasts as they charged at the three of them.
Who knows what these three guys were thinking. They had originally set up a triangular formation, supporting each other. But after sweeping away a group with a single slash, they went even crazier, chasing after the Mutated Beasts to kill them.
Perhaps they felt this was very flashy and cool. 'You Level 5 Mutated Beasts are just like ants in front of me; I can kill as many as I want, however I want. If I don't kill you until you submit today, I'll take your last name.'
The result was that the distance between the three of them grew larger and larger, and the formation that originally supported each other was broken and surrounded by the Mutated Beasts. The saying about ants killing an elephant really wasn't just talk.
Their spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and their recovery was only 0.01 per second. Yun Zhuo looked at his own recovery speed of 2 points per second, which was actually two hundred times theirs.