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Zhong Kui's Diary
A low whisper came from the phone, presumably Yun Zhihan was discussing something about Zhu Qi and 'cloud'.
"Whether it is or not, is it necessary to laugh so loudly?" I felt a bit embarrassed and was about to hang up when I heard Zhu Qi's delicate laughter on the other end: "Just a word 'cloud'? Did Zheng Nan mishear? Words like moon, fish, and round have similar pronunciations."
A flash of insight struck me; right, at that time Qingcheng was already speaking slowly. Could it be that I misheard? Was she referring to another character?
After hanging up, several similar-sounding words popped into my mind.
Moon? Did Qingcheng mean the moon?
Fish? Did Qingcheng mean to mix fish with pearls?
Round? Did Qingcheng mean... um, round?
As I thought of the word round, something seemed to flash through my mind, but I couldn't grasp what it was. I vaguely felt that this round might be what Qingcheng wanted.
What could be round? I flicked the cigarette butt in my hand; it traced a dark red arc in the air before hitting the body of the Cooling Tower, sending ash and sparks flying. The butt tumbled in the air and landed beside the Cooling Tower.
Hmm, round platform? A term suddenly popped into my mind. Right, when Qingcheng came up, didn't she point out that these four Cooling Towers were round platforms? Could it be that Qingcheng wanted these Cooling Towers?
My mind began to race. Previously in the underground cave of General Mountain Thunder Sound Temple, the Cursed God had been with me and Fortune God on top of the Sky Building. I always thought that the top of the Sky Building was this Spearhead, but I completely forgot that strictly speaking, the Spearhead is just a marker, while the actual rooftop should be this platform with the Cooling Towers.
This flat Stage has nothing else, just four Cooling Towers.
The location where Fatty and others went missing was indeed beneath the Spearhead, but from another angle, their disappearance also occurred next to the Cooling Towers.
From the very beginning, I had trapped myself in my own stubbornness, focusing all my attention on the Spearhead and neglecting this platform. Looking back now, the Fortune God mentioned by the Cursed God must be located on this platform.
Before leaving, Huang Jianguo told me not to touch the Spearhead. This was likely a tactic of misdirection, suggesting that what seems real is actually false. It’s puzzling why he would want to mislead me and play tricks with that red access card.
Never mind those thoughts for now; what’s most important is to find the Fortune God. I wandered around the four Cooling Towers on the rooftop, almost certain that the location of the Fortune God must be inside one of these Cooling Towers.
After some contemplation, I pressed my ear against one of the Cooling Towers to listen carefully. Although I didn’t know how a Cooling Tower worked, there should be something like a Pump inside. With a Pump, there would be an Engine, and with an Engine, there would be buzzing or rumbling sounds. Furthermore, since it was a Cooling Tower, it would definitely be dissipating heat…
Naturally thinking this way, I began to investigate each of the four Cooling Towers. To my frustration, each Cooling Tower emitted a buzzing sound from its Engine and radiated heat.
Damn it, could my hypothesis be wrong again?
In my anger, I pulled out a Hammer and without thinking twice, swung it at the Cooling Tower.
With a loud clang, the Cooling Tower trembled from my strike.
“Take that!” I swung again, producing another loud clang.
“Stop pretending!” I moved to another Cooling Tower and struck it twice with a clang-clang.
Cursing as I smashed each one, before long I had hit every Cooling Tower four or five times. Breathing heavily, I took a sip of water and tossed the bottle aside, preparing to continue smashing.
As I raised the hammer again, I suddenly paused and frowned in thought. Initially, I had been smashing this Cooling Tower to vent my anger, but after about twenty strikes, my anger had mostly subsided. Why was I still continuing to hit this Cooling Tower? Did anger have inertia?
It felt like a voice in my head urged me on: smash it again; maybe the Fortune God will come out after a few more hits.
Yet another voice reminded me: are you crazy? What problem can you solve by just smashing it like this?
Just as I was hesitating, I suddenly sensed a faint chill cautiously floating around me. This sensation was extremely subtle; if I hadn't paused at that moment and felt the chill glide past my arm, I would have definitely overlooked it.
It felt like a thin snake quickly slithering over me.
Furrowing my brows to concentrate, the chill rapidly surged toward my head, swirling around the top of my head before attempting to penetrate into my mind. Startled, I was taken aback; at that moment, two streams of energy, one yin and one yang, surged within me to confront it, effectively blocking the chill.
After several attempts to break through, the chill finally left my body, seemingly wanting to give up.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the chill suddenly intensified around me, becoming millions of times stronger and rushing toward me like a tidal wave. In an instant, it felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave, my entire body engulfed in coldness. The Yin-Yang Energy in my mind could only hold firm against this chill, preventing it from invading my brain.
The overwhelming chill targeted my mind, crashing in waves like a tsunami. I could even feel my head beginning to numb from the cold sensation.
Although the Yin-Yang Energy was firmly guarding my mind, this chill was exceptionally cunning. Not knowing how to manipulate the Yin-Yang Energy myself, I could only let it fight alone inside. Eventually, the chill broke through at a certain point in my brain and suddenly burrowed in.
The Yin-Yang Energy immediately fought desperately to contain the chill. I felt a cool sweep across that area in my brain; this sensation didn't last long—just about a second—before the chill abruptly retreated from my body, vanishing instantly.
"Damn it! Who the hell are you? What do you want?" After feeling the chill dissipate from me, I shouted loudly, swinging my hammer as if I could smash whoever was invisible.
"Cough cough!" A vague cough echoed in the air; it seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint its source.
"Who?" I demanded sharply.
"You apple," the voice replied loudly after taking a couple of breaths. "Isn't it just about wanting to absorb some of your language memories for a pleasant exchange? Why are you so desperately trying to block me? Are you sick?"
"Damn it! Why don't you let me absorb your memories instead?" I retorted angrily.
"Not that I'm looking at you; can you even do it?" The voice scoffed.
"Cut the nonsense, who are you? If you have the guts, show yourself!" I held the Hammer, looking around, ready to strike as soon as it appeared.
"Let me catch my breath first. It took me a lot of effort to retrieve a bit of your language memory... Damn, I almost exhausted myself." The voice gasped for air a few times before continuing, "Listen carefully, I am the Fortune God!"
"Bah! The Fortune God with your attitude? Cursing every other word?" I spat.
"My foul language comes from your language memory!" The voice sounded even more irritated. "After communicating with you, the first thing I need to do is format this program. Damn it, do you usually talk to others like this? Are you a husheng?"
Husheng? Damn, beast!
Is this really the Fortune God? I was taken aback and suddenly remembered that at General Mountain's Thunder Sound Temple, Fatty's memory had been scanned by that Cursed God. Wait a minute, what does this Fortune God mean by formatting this program?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask, "If you really are the Fortune God, then come out so I can see you. I've never seen a deity in my life."
"If you want to see me, it's simple. Just take a step to your left," the Fortune God chuckled lightly.
"Is that how I can see you?" I frowned and stepped left as instructed. Aside from the Cooling Tower, there was still nothing in sight.
"Where are you?" I scoffed. "You fraud!"
"I meant my left..." The Fortune God paused. "Damn it, my left is naturally your right. With your low IQ, talking to you is such a hassle."
"Damn it, it's clearly your unclear expression!" I retorted angrily while feeling strange, as if this Fortune God was another version of me. It felt somewhat insane to be arguing with another me.
I moved two steps to the right and suddenly saw a bright scene; it felt like I had entered another space. The Cooling Tower vanished and was replaced by Azure White Clouds and a clear sky stretching endlessly. To my surprise, I was standing on a cloud, gliding like a deity riding the wind, even the corners of my clothes fluttered in the strong breeze.
In the distance stood an enormous Ball, entirely silver-white and emitting a faint cold light. From afar, it looked like it was made of stainless steel.
“Fortune God?” I asked the Ball in confusion.
“That’s my mount, I’m right here!” came the voice of Fortune God from the left. I turned around and saw a silver-white Ball the size of a ping pong ball hovering in front of me, bobbing up and down.
Indeed, it was almost like a ping pong ball, with what seemed to be a mischievous child’s poorly drawn eyebrows, eyes, and nose on its silver surface. As I spoke, the mouth on the ping pong ball opened and closed. Wow, Huang Jianguo wasn’t lying; this Fortune God really was just a ping pong ball.
“You are Fortune God?” I couldn’t help but reach out to poke the ping pong ball. This Fortune God was too exquisite!
“Don’t touch!” The ping pong ball zipped back two meters with a slight annoyance in its voice.
“I was just curious!” I said with a grin, then my expression turned serious. “Are my friends captured by you?”
“Your friends? Are there two men and one woman?” Fortune God asked in return. “One of the men is chubby and plump, the other has a full Beard, and the woman is beautiful and youthful?”
“That’s right, that’s them! They are my friends!” I nodded eagerly, my voice rising significantly. “Did you capture them?”
Fortune God chuckled softly. “I don’t know.”
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