Chapter 35: Chaotic Slaughter

There was no anger, nor any thoughts of revenge.

To Yu Sheng, it all seemed quite natural.

You have money, someone comes to kill you.

Perfectly normal.

However, he would probably be surprised if he knew that this woman had come just to borrow money.

In Sin City, there was no such thing.

...

Sitting on the bus back to Mobei, Yu Sheng still chose a window seat, as if it had become a habit, silently watching the scenery flash by outside.

Just like Zhao Zicheng said, he was a very reserved person.

Seemingly uninterested in everything outside, except for money and food.

An old man with tattered clothes and a goatee suddenly stood up, looking around, and finally, his gaze settled on Yu Sheng, with a sly twinkle in his eyes, he moved closer.

“Cough... cough cough.”

“Young man, want to buy a DVD?”

"High definition, uncensored!"

Saying this, he scanned the surroundings and then carefully opened one side of his coat towards Yu Sheng.

Inside were several DVDs.

Seeing Yu Sheng's consistently indifferent gaze, the old man slightly furrowed his brow.

He had encountered a tough one!

Such a scene didn't faze him; he must be someone accustomed to rough seas!

“Well then...”

The old man's voice grew even softer, his eyes full of caution and wariness, whispering as if speaking to a mosquito: “I also have demon beast ones.”

As he spoke, he carefully took out a DVD from his chest, flashed it in front of Yu Sheng, and then quickly tucked it away.

As if it were some rare treasure.

His eyes conveyed confidence, as if this coveted item would surely make someone willingly hand over their money.

Sure enough.

Yu Sheng appeared thoughtful for a moment, then silently took out his phone.

The old man, understanding the situation, handed over a QR code, muttering softly, “Eighty.”

But soon, the old man's eyes widened.

Because the three-digit number Yu Sheng dialed was none other than the number for the Security Bureau!

And he had made the call!

"Big brother!"

Despite appearing to be in his seventies or eighties, the old man burst out with the speed of a young man, grabbed Yu Sheng's hand, and pressed to hang up the call.

"A deal is not just about profit, but also about integrity."

"Always leave room for future interactions!"

With a demeanor full of the worldliness typical of wanderers, the old man bowed to Yu Sheng and then turned and walked away quickly and decisively.

Yu Sheng, somewhat regretfully, put his phone down and continued to daydream.

...

As the bus slowly entered Mobei City, approaching its final stop, the old man was still moving from seat to seat, chatting primarily with the younger passengers.

Every now and then, a young passenger would blush, then sneakily take out their phone, hiding something away.

Gradually, the once quiet atmosphere of the bus had subtly shifted to something more ambiguous.

Two middle-aged men sitting at the back of the bus seemed ready to disembark; they stood up from their seats and moved towards the old man.

The old man was extra vigilant.

He only glanced briefly at the two men before moving towards the door.

"He's noticed!"

"Move in!"

"Don’t run, Security Bureau enforcement!"

Realizing something was amiss from the old man's actions, the two middle-aged men shouted and rushed forward.

"It's just making a hard-earned buck, is it worth this, damn it!"

The old man cursed, shook his large coat, emitting a faint trace of energy, and in the next second, he crashed towards the window.

To the astonishment of everyone on board, his body seemed to become intangible, passing directly through the window and falling to the ground outside.

He staggered to his feet, pointed at the bus, and cursed loudly before limping away down the street.

The Security Bureau agents also took out their phones, talking nonstop.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

It was like a trivial farce, inconsequential, and while it drew curious glances, it soon passed.

After getting off the bus, Yu Sheng didn't go home. Instead, he headed straight to an ATM, inserted his bank card, and expertly typed in a sequence of numbers, staring blankly at the account name as he did so. His demeanor had always been calm, as if disconnected from the world around him. But now, a trace of sadness finally appeared on his face.

With a soft sigh, he transferred most of his recent winnings and then turned to leave, his figure marked by a certain world-weariness. However, the moment he stepped onto the street, he straightened his back, his face returning to its usual serene expression. It remained unchanged.

No one knew what burdens this nineteen-year-old was carrying, nor how he had entered Sin City or what he had experienced there. There was something inexplicably heart-wrenching about him.

But did he really need anyone's pity?

...

It took only a day to return home and travel to Baichun. Having obtained enough demon crystals, Yu Sheng spent the next two days at home. The golden patterns on the egg had grown longer and seemed ready to spread over the entire surface at any moment. When that happened, it would mean that he was about to become an awakened one.

With an ample supply of demon crystals, that day was not far off. He might awaken at any moment.

When the egg hatches, it's a moment of life or death.

He might soar into the sky, becoming a dazzling genius, or he could fade into obscurity, living out an ordinary life.

Which of these fates was more fortunate was hard to say.

When he returned to school, he found Zhao Zicheng squatting at the school gate like a small-time thug, with a burly bald man beside him. The moment Zhao Zicheng saw Yu Sheng, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over.

"Big Brother Yu, you're finally back!"

"If you didn't return, the school was about to change."

As soon as they met, Zhao Zicheng started lamenting as if opening a floodgate of words, "You have no idea how chaotic the school has been these past few days."

"We won the assessment at No.2 High School, right? The students from the other two schools aren't happy about it."

"They've been causing trouble here every day."

"For some reason, the teachers are pretending not to see anything."

"It's been three days, and who knows how many students have been cornered and beaten up in alleys."

Zhao Zicheng's face showed bitterness, but he quickly regained his spirit, "But now that you're back, things will be easier. With the two of us together, we can definitely wreak havoc!"

With a spirited wave of his hand, in that moment, Zhao Zicheng seemed to envision himself standing amidst a mountain of bodies, a solitary figure.

Yu Sheng pondered for a couple of seconds, "So you're in charge of the chaos?"

...

Zhao Zicheng's hand froze mid-air, wanting to throw out a sassy remark, but he was at a loss for words.