CHAPTER 623: CHAPTER 622: THE FAILURE OF LIVING AS A SALTED FISH

Having adjusted his mindset, Lu Zixun suddenly felt that the whole world had become much brighter.

These messy issues weren’t his to deal with; why go looking for trouble when there was none?

"I’m just too idle."

With that in mind, Lu Zixun took out his mobile phone.

After lying in bed for several hours, he felt that such a life was terribly decadent.

But although it was a waste, it was so satisfying!

As Lu Zixun turned over and decided to have dinner before lying around again, Shadow appeared in the room.

"Lord Xun, Liao Fan has already obtained the access rights to the connection point. What should we do now?"

Lu Zixun, sitting up from the bed, twitched the corner of his mouth. He just wanted to be a "salted fish".

Shadow, not hearing Lu Zixun speak, wrinkled his brows. Could something have gone wrong?

Had he failed to do something properly?

So, he bowed his head even lower.

"Let Liao Fan maintain this state, and make sure his identity isn’t exposed."

Lu Zixun had lain there for a day. It took him a while to process what was happening and organize his words before speaking.

Originally, Lu Zixun didn’t even want to think about this matter.

But now that Shadow had brought it up, Lu Zixun couldn’t just brush it off carelessly.

"Yes."

After responding, Shadow breathed a sigh of relief. "Lord Xun, the intelligence department has discovered some information about the followers of the Plague God. Would you like to see it?"

"..."

Lu Zixun, with a face full of black lines, was internally crying a river. Is it really that hard to be a "salted fish"?

Some people say they want to be a "salted fish," but when things come up, they are more serious than anyone else.

Like Lu Zixun, who had been lazing around all day, eating dinner while looking at the intelligence Shadow had brought him.

This time, the information provided by the intelligence department recorded many recent movements of the Plague God’s followers, intelligence that perhaps even the Order didn’t have.

It had to be said that under Shadow’s leadership, the intelligence department’s strength had grown increasingly potent.

"Moved to the mines, interesting."

A piece of information caught Lu Zixun’s eye, making him frown involuntarily.

The followers of the Plague God weren’t above ground, which was why Ling couldn’t find them.

In the wasteland of Zone 7, there was an abandoned mine that had now become the base for these followers.

And the members of the intelligence team who infiltrated for investigation were also recorded in the data.

The interior of the mine had been cleared by the followers of the Plague God. They wanted to create an Underground Kingdom, similar to those in the Four-layer World.

As for why they wanted to do this, Lu Zixun had also guessed—Plague Worms.

The Plague Worms couldn’t always stay in the Void, but because of their large size, they would be easily discovered once on the surface; underground was the best way to hide.

But hiding the Plague Worms might be just one of the reasons for creating the Underground Kingdom; a deeper purpose might still be to facilitate the descent of the Plague God.

Lu Zixun had also spotted a problem from the Divine beings he’d encountered.

If the Divine beings had normal powers, their method of descent would be much more direct.

It was these strange Divine beings who insisted on descending in secrecy.

Perhaps this was due to the rules of the world?

At this thought, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes and read on.

The Believers of the Plague God were currently only cleaning up and building the Underground Kingdom, with no intention of erecting a shrine to summon the Plague God—perhaps they felt the timing wasn’t right?

Regardless of their reasoning, extermination was the solution, but who would undertake such a task?

Order, which harbored an irreconcilable enmity with the Divine adversaries of the Plague God, was at that time engaged in the Insect Slaying Zone, restrained by the Insect Breeding Ground, with more will than strength.

And Crimson evidently had some sort of transactional relationship with Limorex, so the likelihood of their involvement was also slim to none.

Thinking it over, it seemed only the Demon Country had both the time and ability to handle the problem.

Having come to this conclusion, Lu Zixun closed the dossier and summoned Shadow.

"Shadow, have someone inform Order of the location of the Plague God’s Believers. Keep this matter as covert as possible."

Lu Zixun swiftly issued the order to make Order aware of the location of the Plague God’s Believers. As for getting the Demon Country involved...

Stop joking, Lu Zixun was merely playing possum, not a fool.

Who the hell knew if Limorex had any tricks up his sleeve?

If something shady were to happen, the Demon Country would be the one to take the fall and suffer the losses, and Lu Zixun knew how to balance these accounts.

As for how Order wanted to deal with this matter, it was no longer Lu Zixun’s concern.

"Ah, it’s over again!"

Lin Siyin enjoyed watching TV dramas, and Lu Zixun, who spent a long time with Lin Siyin, wasn’t very keen on dramas but preferred variety shows.

The roar from Lu Zixun who was on the bed was due to the fact that yet another insipid episode of the variety show had ended, meaning another week’s wait was necessary.

Lu Zixun, who slammed his phone onto the bed in frustration, planned to find time to visit the Human Gathering Place and locate the production crew of the variety show, demanding all the remaining content for himself!

After being grumpy for a while, Lu Zixun reluctantly put away his phone and started practicing his Spiritual Energy. He had nothing else to do.

...

"Father, let’s use the family’s bloodline to rocket my rise to power. After all, the chance to become a Favored of the Divine doesn’t come by often, right?"

In the Chi Family mansion, Chi Yuan held the Green Flames in his hand, smiling with a corner of his mouth lifted as he looked at the middle-aged man before him.

Behind him, corpses already littered the ground, and the black-clothed figures outside the Chi Family mansion had sealed off the entire area.

Chi Zuwang’s lips trembled as he looked at Chi Yuan, unable to believe that his son, whom he had doted on since childhood, could commit such atrocities.

"Don’t dawdle. Get on with it."

Chi Yuan’s face revealed a morbid smile. Just when he seemed ready to speak, a cold voice resonated in the room.

"Yes, Master."

Raising his hand, Chi Yuan tossed the Green Flames onto Chi Zuwang.

Chi Zuwang let out a painful scream, but Chi Yuan remained unmoved, watching with evident relish.

After a while, a green crystal appeared on the ground, marking Chi Zuwang’s complete demise.

Chi Yuan stepped forward, picked up the crystal as if it were a precious treasure, secured it, then turned and left the room with an indifferent demeanor.

"Now that you have acquired the Plague Core refined from your closest bloodline, follow me to the shrine."

The black-clothed figure approached Chi Yuan and spoke indifferently. If Lu Zixun were there, he would have recognized that the speaker was none other than Limorex.

"Master, with the Plague Core in my possession, can I kill Lu Zixun now?"

Chi Yuan’s face showed a crazed fervor, his voice unusually excited.