Acquisition

Dawn was just breaking in an empty park.

Zhao Jin put down his phone and let out a sigh of relief. 'It really is an ordinary world. The technology level is about the same as it was before I transmigrated.'

Within a few hours, he had learned almost everything about this world.

The planet he was on was called Planet Aquamarine, with only the Eastern and Western continents, plus five major islands, and the rest was all ocean.

The country he was currently in was the strongest nation on the Eastern Continent, the Nanming Kingdom, and he was in the city of Ningcheng. Surprisingly, this Nanming Kingdom actually still had an emperor.

His expression shifted as the Destiny Force in his consciousness, which had only four wisps left, fluctuated and jumped to six wisps.

'Did it succeed? It seems Ghouls are quite capable.' Zhao Jin's eyes lit up.

He had originally thought that gathering Destiny Force would be quite difficult, but now it seemed perfectly manageable.

Ding!

Just then, another push notification appeared on his phone.

【The head of the Liu family, the richest man in Ningcheng, is critically ill. Is this the end of a legendary generation?】

Seeing this, Zhao Jin's expression shifted slightly. He had already found his next candidate to alter their destiny.

The more extraordinary a person was, the more Destiny Force they possessed. Even if they died, it probably wouldn't disappear quickly.

Indeed, Zhao Jin didn't plan to save him. He had no idea when a living person would bring him Destiny Force, whereas a dead one would provide much faster feedback.

By seven in the morning, commuters were beginning to flood the streets.

Even in the secluded alleyways, figures began to appear.

“Oh no, I'm going to miss the bus!” a youth in a white T-shirt carrying a backpack muttered as he jogged through the alley.

He held a sandwich in his right hand, taking a bite from time to time.

Thud!

As he turned a corner, his foot tripped over something, and he fell forward heavily.

“Fuck, what was that!” The youth in white glared angrily at the corner, looking down at his dust-covered sandwich.

But that single glance caused the color to instantly drain from his face.

At the corner lay a corpse with its chest ripped open, and all the internal organs inside were completely gone.

The pungent stench of blood hit him. The youth felt his stomach churn, and the next moment, he bent over. “Blech!!!”

Wail! Wail!

Three black law enforcement vehicles sped past the roadside, heading toward the alley.

By the roadside, Zhao Jin turned to watch the vehicles disappear at the end of his vision.

At some point, he had put on a black fedora, tilted backward just enough to cover the gaping hole in the back and top of his head.

'I wonder how long the Ghoul can hold out over there.' Zhao Jin turned and continued walking forward.

Just as the Ningcheng Inspector Bureau's attention was drawn to this incident, at the Ningcheng Central Hospital...

At the very end of the top floor, seven or eight burly bodyguards stood guard.

Inside, on a hospital bed, lay a gray-haired, pale old man.

Liu Wen didn't look at the people present. Instead, he stared at the red-leafed tree outside the window and said weakly, “Why did so many of you come? Does the company not need anyone to look after it? Do you all want to watch this old man die before you're willing to go back?”

Around him stood a crowd of people, all of their eyes red as they looked at the old man on the bed.

By the bedside, a middle-aged man in a suit with a mustache turned around.

He looked at everyone with a face full of exhaustion. “Go back. There don't need to be so many people in the room. Let the old man have some peace in his final moments.”

Hearing this, the grandchildren behind him could only nod and exit the ward.

Soon, only Liu Jiyun was left standing silently in the ward, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Liu Wen still stared at the red-leafed tree outside the window. He could feel his body growing weaker and weaker.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. 'I'm only in my seventies, the age where I should be enjoying life. Heavens, why are you taking me away so soon...'

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, breathing out more than he breathed in.

At the last moment, Liu Wen used his final ounce of strength to look at Liu Jiyun. Facing death, this legend's eyes filled with fear. “Son, I'm not willing...”

Before he could finish, he choked on his words. Liu Wen's eyes dimmed, and he exhaled his final breath.

“Dad!” Liu Jiyun cried out, seeing the unwillingness in Liu Wen's eyes. Tears streamed down his face as he fell to his knees, grasping Liu Wen's still-warm hand.

Clack!

Just then, a strange noise outside the window made Liu Jiyun look up.

He saw a pale youth wearing a fedora standing outside the window, his feet balancing on a ledge that protruded only a few centimeters.

Seeing him look over, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Jin's face. “Looks like I arrived just in time. Your dad just died, he's still warm.”

There was also light above Liu Jiyun's head, quite a bit more than an ordinary person's, but he was not Zhao Jin's target.

Although Liu Jiyun didn't know how the other party had climbed to the seventh floor, the man's words instantly enraged him, having just lost his father.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to call the bodyguards, the other party stepped through the window and landed on the ward floor.

Zhao Jin reached out and took off his fedora, saying calmly, “If I were you, I wouldn't call anyone. After all, one death or ten deaths make no difference to me.”

“Y-You... what on earth are you!” Looking at the massive hole that went clean through the front and back of the man's head, Liu Jiyun's expression instantly became terrified.

His eyes widened as he watched the sunlight shine directly through the hole in the man's head, feeling his worldview completely shattered.

Zhao Jin put his hat back on, ignoring him.

Instead, he looked at the deceased Liu Wen on the bed. The golden light above his head was several times denser than Xiang Ping's.

“I can try to bring your father back. Of course, some minor changes might occur during the process,” Zhao Jin said to himself, extending his left hand.

“I-Is that true? Such a method actually exists in this world!” Liu Jiyun's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.

But remembering that the other party could walk around freely even with a hole in his head, he felt a faint glimmer of hope.

A golden light that only Zhao Jin could see appeared on his fingertip. Tapping Liu Wen's forehead, two wisps of golden light immediately entered.

Since Liu Wen possessed such a dense amount of Destiny Force, he felt he could try increasing his investment.

The Destiny Force that had just reached six wisps was reduced to four once more.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Liu Wen's corpse suddenly began to twitch, his violent movements slamming against the bed and making a loud noise.

On his cheeks, right below his two eyes, four protruding lumps suddenly swelled up.

Zhao Jin retreated to the window, calmly watching the changes happening to Liu Wen.

Squelch!

The next second, the four lumps split open horizontally down the middle, and blood-red eyeballs appeared within them.

As these eyeballs rolled, they cast a brief glance at Liu Jiyun.

His body instantly froze, his hair standing on end as if he had been targeted by some terrifying existence.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jiyun's eyes widened in disbelief, and he instinctively took a step back. “What did you do to my father!”

The twitching Liu Wen suddenly opened his original eyes, staring at Liu Jiyun with eyes full of bloodthirsty crimson.

His mouth suddenly shot open, and a black tongue shot out, aiming straight for Liu Jiyun's neck.

But the next moment, the bloodthirstiness faded, a sliver of humanity appeared, and the tongue instantly stopped.

Standing two meters from the bed, Liu Jiyun belatedly looked down at the two-meter-long tongue.

His legs couldn't help but tremble, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. “Dad, what on earth is wrong with you?”

Looking at his own two-meter-long tongue, a look of horror also appeared on Liu Wen's face. “What happened to me? Why has my tongue become so long?”

Saying this, he subconsciously glanced at his hands, only to see his fingernails had turned pitch-black and sharp.

Moreover, his vision also seemed to have become strange, as if he had six perspectives, and the world in his eyes was entirely blood-red.