The vehicles carrying Peng Fei and Xiang Ping's corpse left the street.
Zhao Jin watched this, then turned his gaze to the other side, where several inspectors were recording the entire process with handheld cameras, and many others wore body cameras.
Although the people themselves could be Hypnotized by Zhao Jin, the electronic equipment had captured his image.
“It probably won't be more than a few days before someone comes looking for me. I hope things get a bit more interesting, otherwise, these days will get rather boring,” Zhao Jin thought with a faint smile as he walked toward the other side of the street.
Just one day had passed, and his Destiny Force had already multiplied nearly eightfold.
By the time the officials of the Nanming Kingdom started searching for him, he wondered how much Destiny Force he would have accumulated.
With this thought, Zhao Jin pulled a notebook from his breast pocket and began to write.
Ghoul Observation Log
【Ghouls are suspected to possess territorial awareness. They will linger in the area where they died. The extent of their territory is currently unknown. Feeding can rapidly increase their strength.】
【After a Ghoul dies, they possess the ability to turn others into Ghouls. The target can retain their consciousness, which differs from the first-generation Ghoul...】
As he wrote, Zhao Jin paused, a thoughtful look appearing on his face. ‘If Ghouls can pass on their condition, it might save me a lot of Destiny Force. However, I still need to create a few more Ghouls to observe this.’
Thinking of this, he scanned his surroundings.
Without realizing it, he had arrived at an old, dilapidated street.
The houses here were only one or two stories tall, their outer walls yellowed and worn.
Not a single soul was on the street. Only a few houses cast a faint glow, and at the very end of the street stood a theatrical stage.
When Zhao Jin looked at the stage, a hint of confusion crossed his face. ‘Even this thing has Destiny Force?’
Under the moonlight, in the corner of the stage, sat a humanoid puppet dressed in a dirty, tattered opera costume.
The puppet's face was painted with faded, colorful makeup, making it look exceptionally eerie in the night.
In Zhao Jin's eyes, a faint golden glow hovered above the puppet's head. The glow was only as strong as an ordinary person's, but this puppet wasn't human—it was an inanimate object.
He walked quickly toward the stage at the end of the street. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.
The stage was a meter high. Upon reaching it, Zhao Jin stepped right up.
Next to the puppet lay a wooden board with several words written on it.
“Loyal, righteous, and brave; rooting out the wicked and bringing peace to the good.” Zhao Jin read the words, then looked back at the puppet in the opera robes.
The corners of his mouth curled upward. “Is this the role you play? But how can an inanimate object eradicate violence and bring peace?”
He extended a finger and tapped the puppet's forehead. A golden light appeared, surging into its head.
Encountering an inanimate object with Destiny Force for the first time, Zhao Jin would feel somewhat unwilling if he didn't invest in it to test things out.
As a wisp of golden light surged inside, the puppet before him began to turn eerie. It was clearly an inanimate object,
yet when Zhao Jin looked into its eyes, he could actually feel it staring back at him.
Watching its transformation, Zhao Jin's expression remained unchanged as the golden light continued to pour from his finger.
Crack!
After injecting five threads of Destiny Force, the puppet in the opera robes suddenly jerked its head, turning to look at Zhao Jin.
Its faded makeup made it look incredibly grotesque. Its mouth creaked open, and a raspy voice emerged: “Buried beneath the Archway of Loyalty and Righteousness... what lies there?”
“Is it bones?”
“Whose are they?”
“They belong to the good...”
Its voice was drawn out, sounding somewhat like a theatrical opera, yet it wasn't quite a song; it was more like spoken verses.
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