36: Chapter 36: The Contribution Ranking of the Chosen Ones is Released! Top Bodyguards from Yanjing Arrive!

Li Shaoheng took in everything around him before turning and looking up at the huge crystal screen directly above the Temple of Destiny.

Since no Destined One had yet stepped into the Transcendent Domain, the [Combat Power Leaderboard] and [Rank Leaderboard] had not yet opened, but the third one, the [Contribution Leaderboard], was already active.

Li Shaoheng looked intently:

[Destined One — Contribution Ranking]

[1st Place — Xiao Feng — 3 points]

[2nd Place — Hua Linger — 2 points]

[3rd Place — Sima Yan — 1.9 points]

[4th Place — Li Shaoheng — 1.3 points]

[5th Place — Chairman Song Rui — 1.2 points]

[6th Place — Zhao Erbao — 1 point]

[7th Place — Han Qi — 0.9 points]

[8th Place — Chang Chen — 0.7 points]

[9th Place — Xu Wubing — 0.6 points]

[10th Place — Chen Changsheng — 0.5 points]

"Hiss—what is the background of these three, Xiao Feng, Hua Linger, and Sima Yan?"

"How are their rankings even higher than mine?!"

The moment he saw the list, Li Shaoheng's pupils constricted, and he felt deeply shocked!

Even though he knew that... the heroes of the world were as numerous as crucian carp crossing a river, countless!

He was still stunned by the contribution points of these three!

This was a significant margin higher than his own!

Li Shaoheng turned his head and looked around the hall, wanting to see who these three were, but looking at the faint names floating above their heads, he did not see them.

Presumably, they had either not yet returned from the Origin Continent, or they had already quietly returned to the real world.

"Huh, is this person the 'Xu Wubing' ranked ninth?"

However, Li Shaoheng discovered one person on the list in the hall.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Leaning against the wall on the side of the Temple of Destiny's hall was a twenty-year-old youth in a hospital gown, pale and gaunt, coughing violently.

The coughing was loud, as if he were trying to cough up his lungs.

"Brother Zhou, hello, my name is Li Shaoheng."

Li Shaoheng felt it was still early and there was no rush to return to reality, so he took the initiative to approach the youth in the hospital gown and said with a smile.

"Cough, cough... hello, I am Zhou Wubing."

Zhou Wubing gasped for air, finding even speaking extremely difficult.

"Brother Zhou, I see your name doesn't seem to quite fit...?"

"Sigh, my parents gave it to me when I was young, intending for it to mean 'no illness, no disaster'."

Zhou Wubing waved his hand, revealing a helpless smile: "But the year I turned eighteen, I was in a car accident, which left me disabled in both legs."

"Half a year later, I was diagnosed with... a special type of leukemia."

"A month ago, the doctor said I had two months to live, that I should go home, eat something good, and prepare for my funeral."

"I was originally prepared to 'go down', but fate intervened, and I received the 'Destined One Invitation'."

As Zhou Wubing sighed about the impermanence of fate, he seemed to forget to cough; his pale face was devoid of any color, as white as if covered by a sheet of paper.

"Brother Zhou, your life has truly been full of hardships!"

Li Shaoheng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh after hearing this.

First, a car accident caused his disability, and then terminal leukemia.

If this situation were his own, he feared he wouldn't have Zhou Wubing's open-minded attitude and would have long ago found a corner to bury himself in.

"Haha, who can really say anything about fate?"

Zhou Wubing smiled freely and said to Li Shaoheng:

"Brother Li, you might not know, but my parents are both great physicists, yet ever since I fell ill, they have been burning incense and praying to Buddha all day long."

"Perhaps it was their sincerity that moved the heavens, causing the Temple of Destiny to remember me."

"From another perspective, if I wasn't suffering from a serious illness, I might not have been able to become a Destined One."

"Yes, a Destined One — carrying the mandate of heaven and earth, walking the Dao of leading all things; if one has no outstanding highlights, how can one become a member of the Destined Ones?"

Li Shaoheng recalled a sentence from his personal crystal panel and spoke with feeling.

Then, after chatting a few more sentences with Xu Wubing, Li Shaoheng said his goodbyes and left.

... Xiangnan Province, Xinyu City.

Third High School, Boys' Dormitory Building.

Li Shaoheng climbed out of bed, dizzy, and found that his other five roommates had returned and were fast asleep.

He picked up the phone that had fallen by the bed and checked [14:02], whispering to himself:

"Only half an hour has passed; is this the wonder of the hundredfold time dilation ratio..."

The memories of the Origin Continent and the Temple of Destiny, although sealed by mysterious means, still left a few residual memories telling him that he had visited a... mysterious and unfathomable place half an hour ago!

There, existed the—Domain, which only existed in reality's fantasies!

"Buzz buzz~"

Just as Li Shaoheng was planning to lie down and rest for a while, his phone suddenly vibrated slightly.

He sensed something, clicked into the [Destined One Website], and saw that in the storage box of his personal space, he had unexpectedly received a sum of physical gold of unknown origin!

Next to it, the weight of the gold was displayed—160g!

"It really arrived!"

Li Shaoheng's eyes flashed with excitement.

He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

As a slight mist of light appeared, a heavy piece of gold appeared in his hand for no reason!

160 grams was quite heavy, about the weight of more than half a mobile phone, and pulling it into his pocket made his pants sag slightly.

"I can Transmigrate once every day..."

"Domain, I will truly step into you!!"

With firm conviction, Li Shaoheng fell into a deep sleep.

The senior year courses had to continue; only when he truly stepped into the Transcendent Domain would it be time to show his cards to his parents!

There were many other Destined Ones who had the same idea as Li Shaoheng.

They wanted to hide their skills, to conceal themselves among the crowd, and then wait for the moment to soar into the sky!

... Xiangnan countryside.

The first Transmigration trial for the Destined Ones ended, and Jiang Jin no longer sensed it; from now on, he would let the rules established by the 'Temple of Destiny' run on their own.

As for him, daily maintenance and patching would suffice.

After a nap, Jiang Jin practiced boxing in the yard for a while.

Afterward, he took his tools and cleared out the small vegetable garden and the small fish pond in front of the yard.

"These mutated vegetable seeds, planting them in the real world should be quite good."

Jiang Jin held a few small bags of seeds in his hand, all mutated vegetable seeds from the Origin Continent.

The seeds contained pure Spirit Energy Factor; through the sunlight, one could clearly see the rich life force flowing inside.

Leisurely, he scattered these seeds into the small vegetable garden, and visibly, they quickly took root in the soil and sprouted tender green shoots.

Next, he filled the small fish pond with tap water and put some small fish fry he had caught from the large water pools of the Origin Continent into the pond in the yard.

"The little guys are still a bit unaccustomed..."

Jiang Jin stood on the bluestone path, watching the fish fry darting around in panic in the fish pond, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

These fish fry had strong vitality; they were born from fish eggs not long ago, but their bodies were three or four times larger than ordinary ones, showing infinite potential for the future.

"Sizzle!"

Seeing the sun gradually setting, Jiang Jin turned and walked to the stone pavilion, drank a cup of tea, and heard the sound of vehicles stopping outside the courtyard.

Creak—

The courtyard gate was not locked, and more than a dozen burly men with cold expressions, wearing black suits, gently pushed the gate open and walked in.

"Mr. Jiang, hello!"

"We sixteen bodyguards have come from Yanjing to report to you, following the orders of Young Master Wang!"

A young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a sturdy build and very sharp eyes, took the initiative to stand out and saluted Jiang Jin.

Jiang Jin sat on the stone table, looking at the young man who spoke with a hint of interest, and asked:

"Are you their captain?"

"Yes! My name is 'Zhou Guanying', the former captain of a special department in Yanjing!"

The young man's voice was very deep, and he responded to Jiang Jin with a straight posture.

"Zhou Guanying? Good name!"

The young man in front of him left a very good impression on Jiang Jin.

Jiang Jin turned his gaze, looked at the others with a smile, and said:

"You should all introduce yourselves, and remember to state your respective work experience and all the dangerous missions you have performed."

"Let's start with the one on the far left."

These people had clearly been summoned separately by Young Master Wang when they came, so they told all their past secret experiences without any reservation.

"You look like you are not much older than me, but each of you has very rich experience; you are all true elite personnel who have survived many cruel gunfights!"

After listening, Jiang Jin looked at the sixteen personnel with some amazement and gave their past a high evaluation!

Then, he took a sip of coarse tea, his tone calm but carrying a strange power of persuasion, and added:

"Do your family members have any difficulties in their lives?"

"If they are suffering from incurable diseases or major illnesses, you can say it out."

"I suppose, regarding my identity, although Young Master Wang didn't say it, you must have guessed a little, right?"

"So don't be polite; in the future, I want you to be wholeheartedly loyal to me, and it is only right to resolve your worries."

Hearing these words, under their resolute gazes, all sixteen people revealed a touch of surprise and shock!