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Zhong Kui's Diary
The cave was silent except for the echo of my own voice.
No one paid me any attention, which made me quite irritated. I aimlessly wandered around the cave, throwing a Nine Divine Thunder at any odd spots I noticed. Unfortunately, it had no effect; all that filled the cave were the rumbling thunder and dazzling lightning, along with my occasional angry shouts: “Cursed God, get the hell out here!”
I walked over to the desk in the middle of the hall, sat in the chair, and spun around. Suddenly, I remembered that Fortune God—no, all four of them—were Fourth Generation Humans, remnants of battle robots. Since they were from the same batch, they should look similar, right? Why was Fortune God as small as a ping pong ball while Cursed God looked like a Human Skeleton? Could these robots change their appearance at will?
After pondering for a while without finding an answer, I decided to stop thinking and wandered around aimlessly.
With no activity in the hall, I went up to the dilapidated temple. There was still no movement there, so I returned to the hall, going back and forth until the afternoon of the second day. In the end, I could only get up and leave in frustration. I thought coming here to confront Cursed God would yield answers, but unexpectedly, Cursed God wasn’t even present.
Had he gone visiting? Or was he on vacation? If he just stepped out to buy a pack of cigarettes or take a Motorcycle Taxi, waiting here for a few days wouldn’t matter much. But what if he was moving? Damn it, I should head back first.
Leaving the ancient temple, I made my way down while pondering. If everything really was as Fortune God said and it was all Cursed God’s doing, then what was the point of all this mystery from the start? Let’s assume that if Fatty crushed his Cursed Light, which angered him, why did he wait until we reached the vicinity of Sky Building and Fortune God before abducting Fatty and the others?
Moreover, Kong Xuan and Qingcheng had also mysteriously disappeared. What could be the reason for their disappearance?
Thinking about this made me unable to resist pulling out my phone. I found the number left for me by Fortune God and dialed it. After a moment, a beautiful female voice came through: “Sorry, the number you dialed is incorrect. Please check and try again…” followed by a string of garbled English.
Damn it, did I save the wrong number? I redialed, but still heard that sweet voice repeating what she had just said.
Frustrated, I hung up. Just as I walked a few steps away, my phone rang. I thought it might be Fortune God, but when I checked my phone, it was actually Lingfeng.
“Zheng Nan, that Lin Lin hasn’t called me yet,” Lingfeng said.
“Uh-huh, and then?” I knew Lingfeng wouldn’t call just for this matter.
"Just now, Tang Zian called me," Lingfeng paused for a moment. "He has a subordinate named Zeng Xian; you should know him, right?"
"Yes, I know him."
"Well..."
Before Lingfeng could finish, there was a crackling noise on the line, making it hard to hear what he was saying. After a moment, the call dropped. I looked around; I was currently walking in a valley, and the poor signal likely caused the interruption.
Holding my phone up, I quickly walked forward about ten meters, hoping to find a spot with better reception to call Lingfeng back. He had called me specifically, so it must be something important.
There was a bend in the mountain path ahead; I thought that once I turned this corner, the signal should improve significantly.
Before I could reach it, something suddenly emerged from around the bend, positioned right in the sunlight. For a moment, all I could see was a dark silhouette that seemed to have two heads and four legs, slowly approaching me.
Damn! A monster with two heads and four legs! I was startled and shouted, "Who is it?"
At the same time, I took a defensive stance and squinted to get a better look. Upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but laugh; it wasn't a monster at all but an old man riding on a donkey.
The old man looked startled by my shout and asked, "Who are you? Are you trying to steal my donkey?"
From his accent, he sounded like he was from Shacheng. Fortunately, Star City isn't far from Shacheng, so I could barely understand him. However, I couldn't speak in Shacheng dialect myself; I just smiled and waved my hand to let him pass.
The old man shouted a few more times, but this time I couldn't understand at all. It seemed like he was saying something about "I have a donkey; I never ride..." After shouting for a bit, he stopped talking and called out to his donkey a few times. The donkey trotted over to me.
The mountain path wasn't wide; at its widest point, it was only about one meter across, and at its narrowest point, it was probably just fifty centimeters. One side was the mountain body while the other side dropped steeply. Since I was standing right at the edge of the slope, because the path was too narrow, if I stood close to the mountain side, there was no guarantee that the donkey could pass by.
Wow! This donkey's coat was shiny and well-groomed; it seemed like the old man took good care of it. I wondered how much grass this donkey consumed over a hundred kilometers? Was that saddle made of real leather? Was the volume of its braying considered noise? If it farted, would its emissions meet standards? And listen to those hoofbeats; they sounded so crisp—did those iron shoes pass certification?
Huh, that's strange. Since the sound of hooves is so clear, why didn't I hear it earlier? It's as if this Donkey appeared out of nowhere.
Thinking about this, I suddenly felt something was off. At that moment, the Donkey walked up beside me and looked up, revealing a strange smile on the old man's face.
At the same time, the Donkey let out a sudden roar, its body expanding dramatically as it charged toward me. The shiny fur on the Donkey transformed into a texture resembling tree bark, gleaming coldly like stainless steel.
Cursing under my breath, I jumped back with all my might. There was a steep slope behind me, but I couldn't afford to think too much about it. At least I could still control my landing on the slope, but if I got hit by this bizarre creature, who knows what would happen.
In mid-air, I twisted around to observe the terrain and found a slightly flat area to land. Without hesitation, I unleashed a Nine Divine Thunder. After battling with the Fortune God last night, I had become much more skilled in using Nine Divine Thunder.
With a crackle, lightning struck the mountain path directly. However, the old man and the Donkey had vanished without a trace; nothing remained except for a few charred bushes from my lightning strike.
Cautiously approaching, I extinguished the flames on the bushes and looked around. There was no sign of movement, as if the old man and the Donkey were merely figments of my imagination.
The phone rang again; it was Lingfeng.
"What happened?" Lingfeng asked.
"I lost signal. What happened with Zeng Xian?" I remained highly alert; if anything seemed off, I would unleash Nine Divine Thunder again.
"Zeng Xian intercepted a group this morning. They kidnapped a girl."
"A girl was kidnapped?" I was somewhat confused about what this meant for me.
"That girl is a nurse named Lin Fei," Lingfeng continued.
"What? Lin Fei?" I exclaimed. Isn't Lin Fei Lin Lin's sister? The nurse from People's Hospital? Just yesterday, Lin Lin was worried about her sister getting into trouble, and now it turned out she really was in trouble.
"Yes!" Lingfeng said.
"Damn, what kind of mess is this?" I cursed, then asked, "Did you call Lin Lin?"
"No, I called that number, but she didn't answer. I don't have any other way to contact her, so I called you first," Lingfeng replied.
"I don't know her other contact methods either," I hurriedly said.
"I thought you two were familiar!" Lingfeng laughed.
"By the way, call the Emperor Club and ask for a lady named Nina; she should know Lin Lin's other contact details." Just then, the phone beeped twice, indicating an incoming call.
"Emperor Club?" Lingfeng asked suspiciously.
"Yes, that's right. Her stage name is Hong; I can't remember her employee number." I tried to recall; Lin Lin had mentioned her employee number in the hospital, but that was quite a while ago—who remembers that? "Anyway, I have to go; there's a call coming in."
"Okay!" Lingfeng hung up.
I quickly switched to the incoming call from an unknown number.
"Ghost Brother!" As soon as I answered, Lin Lin's voice came through.
"Oh, it's you! I was just about to tell you that we found..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Lin Lin urgently interrupted me: "Ghost Brother, hold on. Do you remember that time in the hospital when someone deliberately made me go in to change my dressing?"
"Yes, I remember," I replied in surprise. "What's wrong?"
"Ghost Brother, I’m not lying. Actually, after my sister was called over by Director Zhang, he asked me to go to Fat Master’s bedside to change the IV drip, and Director Zhang wanted me to deliberately say those things in front of Fat Master!" Lin Lin spoke rapidly, as if trying to get everything out in one breath.
"You mean, Director Zhang asked you to go in and provoke Fatty's wife?"
"That's right. Director Zhang is a VIP at Emperor Club, and because of that, I had a way to buy a spot. I spent three hundred thousand and slept with him for a month before I could get my sister into People's Hospital..."
"Get to the point!" I interrupted her without hesitation.
"Director Zhang was also pressured by someone else to do this."
"Who?" My heart tightened. The person who made Lin Lin deliberately provoke An Ran might very well be the mastermind behind all of this. There are not that many coincidences in life; everything must have been intentionally arranged by someone.
As long as I find this person, I would have a lead to follow, like finding a thread in a tangle of yarn.
"..." Lin Lin was about to say something when there was a burst of electrical interference on the line, crackling and hissing.
"Hello? Lin Lin! Lin!" I shouted into the phone a few times, just as I was about to raise the phone higher, I caught a glimpse of a silver flash ahead.
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