With a thought, a two-meter-high pile of gold immediately appeared before him. This was gold from the Ningcheng bank.
Once the half-minute cooldown passed, Zhao Jin’s thoughts shifted again, and a horse appeared before him.
Splat!
Before the horse could even register its new surroundings, a powerful gravitational force acted upon it, directly ripping out its flesh and internal organs.
In its place, only a horse skeleton remained.
‘I want the ability to control fire and low temperatures, setting a limit of one thousand Destiny Force!’ Zhao Jin chanted silently.
One thousand strands of Destiny Force vanished, and some information appeared in Zhao Jin’s mind.
Fire: Can emit high-temperature flames of up to one hundred thousand degrees, within line of sight! (No cost!)
Low Temperature: Can emit low temperatures as cold as minus 270 degrees, within line of sight! (No cost!)
Looking at the newly acquired abilities, Zhao Jin turned his gaze toward the pile of gold next to him.
Hum!
A burst of flame appeared out of thin air over the gold. He controlled the flame's temperature, raising it to several thousand degrees.
The gold melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gravity manifested, shaping the molten gold.
Meanwhile, once Heavenly Domain's cooldown finished, another horse appeared before Zhao Jin.
Splat!
This horse met the same fate as the previous one; its flesh and internal organs were ripped away, leaving only a skeleton behind.
A few minutes later, a liquid gold carriage ten meters long and six meters wide appeared.
Zhao Jin opened his mouth, exhaling a blast of freezing cold that blanketed the carriage before him.
The liquid carriage rapidly cooled and solidified. The four horse skeletons stood in front of the carriage, harnessed by golden ropes.
Looking at the carriage, Zhao Jin extended his left hand, and ten strands of Destiny Force flew toward it.
“An existence between the illusory and the real, a grisly carriage that enslaves those who harbor resentment!” Zhao Jin recited the chronicle of the Grisly Carriage.
Hum!
Golden text appeared above the gold carriage as Destiny Force began to gather.
In less than a minute, tens of thousands of strands of Destiny Force gathered above and surged into the carriage.
Clip-clop, clip-clop!
The skeletal horses in front raised their hooves and stomped heavily on the ground.
A golden light radiated from the Grisly Carriage, and the four skeletal horses suddenly pulled the carriage forward, charging down the road.
Hum!
After traveling ten meters from its starting point, the Grisly Carriage turned illusory, eventually vanishing from the street.
Watching the departing carriage, Zhao Jin reached out and brushed non-existent dust from his clothes. “It ran off so quickly without even letting me ride. Talk about personality.”
He pulled out his notebook. Looking at the object that had recorded so many monsters, he realized that it, too, had accumulated Destiny Force.
And quite a bit of it—around several hundred strands.
An intrigued expression appeared on Zhao Jin’s face. ‘I want my notebook to gain the ability to automatically record the supernatural, and add a mental-distortion effect to anyone who reads it without my permission. Let's set a limit of one thousand Destiny Force!’
Golden light enveloped the notebook. It took on a unique texture, though it didn't look noticeably different.
【Chronicle of Destiny】: Everything recorded within is real. Reading it grants a chance to temporarily obtain a portion of their abilities! (The chronicle features an automatic recording function, comes with extreme mental distortion, possesses infinite pages, and is indestructible.)
Rustle!
The notebook’s pages flipped automatically in the air, stopping at a blank page. Black text appeared on it, recording everything about the Grisly Carriage.
Elsewhere, on Goro Island, inside the white castle of the Scott Syndicate.
Tang Yongyun leaned back in a brown leather chair, looking at the information coming through on the computer screen before him. The last message read:
“The Nanming Kingdom launched a nuclear weapon at Ningcheng, but it failed to detonate. All personnel in Ningcheng have lost contact, satellites have lost connection, and everything remains unknown!”
Looking at the information, Tang Yongyun reached up and rubbed his brow. “Jiang Nan, what do you think of this?”
Behind him, Jiang Nan stood and listened to his question.
With a grave expression, she replied, “Boss, didn't news come from Ningcheng before they lost contact? High-intensity combat broke out in the city, with gunfire and explosions. Given the current outcome, Mr. Zhao’s side must have won, and the Earth Mother has been born!”
Hearing this, Tang Yongyun felt a trace of reluctance. He had indeed wanted to return, but the Nanming Kingdom's officials had reacted quickly.
The airports in Ningcheng and several nearby cities had all been temporarily shut down to prevent foreign forces from entering further.
“Forget it. I originally wanted to do some work for Mr. Zhao to get some benefits. How is the propagation of Jesus that I assigned to you going?” Tang Yongyun asked.
Jiang Nan quickly replied, “Boss, we have already invested one hundred million into its propagation. We've achieved great results across major forums and websites. For the next step, I plan to adapt it into comics, anime, movies, and TV shows, and establish Jesus churches for even wider propagation.”
Listening to her report, Tang Yongyun searched for Jesus on the computer. He randomly found a few posts and saw that their view counts started in the tens of millions.
He nodded in satisfaction. “Well done. I approve all the plans you mentioned. The Syndicate has nothing if not money. Do whatever you want. I want Jesus to become the most famous topic in the world in the shortest time possible!”
The Scott Syndicate was involved in smuggling, mining, arms dealing, providing mercenaries, and monopolizing Goro Island’s real estate and livelihoods. They even had numerous investments in high-end sectors.
In Goro Island, an island nation with a population of tens of millions, they were one of the strongest financial powers. Without their support, the president wouldn't even be able to secure his seat.
Of course, this was limited to such underdeveloped countries. When facing true giants like the Coalition and the Nanming Kingdom, they still had to tread carefully.
“Also, didn't we bring back the bodies of the Butcher and the Ghoul? Have they researched anything yet?” Tang Yongyun continued.
He was a hands-off boss, leaving all the actual work to Jiang Nan and Buck.
Jiang Nan replied, “Nothing yet. We've spent a fortune to hire world-renowned experts, and they should arrive before long.”
Tang Yongyun stood up and walked outside. “Alright. Once you've arranged everything, pack up and have Buck come with me to the Nanming Kingdom. Select a team of elite soldiers with East Asian-looking faces to go with us.”
“Yes!” Jiang Nan nodded heavily.
The time reached eight o'clock in the morning. Facing the aftermath of the Ningcheng incident that could erupt at any moment,
the Nanming Kingdom's government was the first to react.
In a certain city in the Nanming Kingdom, at a roadside breakfast diner.
A plump, middle-aged man was pulling noodles, occasionally glancing at the television in front of him. “Strange. Shouldn't the international news be airing at this hour? Why isn't it on yet?”
Not far away, a middle-aged man in a suit urged, “What's the rush, Old Huang? The TV isn't going anywhere. Just hurry up and get my noodles ready.”
On the television, the Nanming Kingdom’s official state channel was broadcasting.
Two news anchors dressed in black suits spoke with serious expressions.
“Dear viewers, we interrupt our regular programming for an urgent news broadcast,” a female anchor said solemnly.
Beside her, the male anchor added with a serious look, “On March 27, a major epidemic suddenly broke out in Ningcheng, causing tens of thousands of deaths in a short period. To prevent the epidemic from spreading, all routes in and out of Ningcheng have been locked down by the military!”
As they spoke, the screen behind them switched to a video filmed inside a hospital.
A large number of patients were being carried in, with corpses lying on the ground. This video had been submitted by the hospital yesterday.
Old Huang, who was pulling noodles, stopped his movements and stared at the television in disbelief. “What kind of disease is this? There wasn't a single word about it before.”
Not only him, but all the customers in the breakfast diner put down their food and gathered in front of the TV.
“Ten thousand dead? That's insane. What era are we living in? How could such an epidemic suddenly appear? It must have been spread by people from the Coalition!” an angry young man said.
A two-hundred-pound man looked anxious and quickly took out his phone to make a call. “My online girlfriend is in Ningcheng. I'll call her right now to ask!”
Beep... Beep...
The phone only gave a busy signal; no one answered at all.
Seeing this, someone nearby couldn't help but say, “Your girlfriend isn't dead, is she?”
Hearing this, the man was triggered and roared, “Your girlfriend is the one who's dead!”
Just as he finished speaking, someone behind him dumped a bowl of noodles right onto his head.
“Ah!” The two-hundred-pound man let out a pig-slaughtering shriek, his face turning red from the scalding hot noodles.
Standing behind him, the one who had dumped the noodles was a bald thug. He sneered, “Fatty, how dare you say my wife is dead? I think you're looking for a beating!”
But the fat man turned around and charged at him like an enraged wild boar. “You dare lay a hand on me!”
The two brawled inside the shop, instantly drawing the attention of everyone who had been watching the news.
Although Ningcheng was reported by officials to be locked down due to an epidemic,
a city with a population of two million losing contact all at once was not so easily covered up.
Countless Ningcheng natives who were out of town tried to contact their families, only to find that no matter how many times they dialed, there was absolutely no signal.
On the same day, a massive number of videos surfaced on major websites.
Tanks rolling through the streets, law enforcement vehicles speeding past with sirens blaring, and the occasional sound of gunfire and explosions.
None of this had anything to do with a so-called epidemic.
Even abroad, rumors began to spread that the Nanming Kingdom had launched a nuclear bomb at Ningcheng.
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