From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 47: Old Soldiers Never Die, But Treads Still Stick in the Teeth

If Los Angeles is the City of Angels and the absolute core of the entire West Coast, then New York is the absolute center of this world!

And the Manhattan area, of course, is the true heart of this city. After all, this is where you'll find the world's most exaggerated cluster of financial services industry companies—the legendary Wall Street!

As the location of the world's most economically influential financial markets and institutions, this place is almost constantly frenzied. The power of money is contained, interwoven, and spreads right here!

Capital never sleeps, funds never disappear, and all kinds of dark, bloody, terrifying capital struggles and transactions happen here too.

Bai Yang walked along this street that's only one-third of a mile long and barely eleven meters wide, watching the bustling crowds who seemed like they wanted to run even while walking, and suddenly felt like laughing.

In his previous life, this was a place where the truly "rich" lived that he wouldn't even dare to imagine—where the world's most powerful people gathered.

But now, he didn't find this place particularly sacred or attractive at all.

In his mind, these people's desires and thoughts were clearly visible:

"Sell it all, dump everything! I want their stock price to hit rock bottom!"

"Buy now! It's all rising—if not now, then when?""Poison pill plan? Even if it's poison, I'm swallowing it today!"

"Send this chairman on his final journey. At his age, why doesn't he understand how things work?"

"I'm so hungry. Why hasn't the church started distributing food today?"

"I just sold blood yesterday. Today, I can't sell blood anymore, but my child still needs meal money for school... Sigh, I'll just go hungry for one meal."

"That bastard Barry promised me today's shipment, but now he's dead?"

Stockbrokers, investors, capitalists, investment bank managers, homeless people, middle-aged corporate drones, gang members...

These people's thoughts seemed to form the underlying tone of this area.

Chaotic and insane—this kind of emotion spread from top to bottom, making Bai Yang click his tongue in amazement.

"Tsk, in the eyes of those Catholics, wouldn't these all be considered sinners? The indulgence sales would go crazy here!" Bai Yang remarked.

The only place in neighboring Los Angeles that could compare to this, he could only think of one—Hollywood.

That kind of place overflowing with desires felt similar to here. The directions of madness were different, but the essence remained self-destruction and self-indulgence.

The people here were ridiculously smart, the people here were excessively stupid. They were the world's smartest people, and they were also the world's most devout believers in "God" and faith.

Just like how wealthy people love worshipping Buddhas and burning incense, these people accustomed to bloody plunder always wanted to find some peace of mind for themselves.

"Your Grace, do you wish to shape a piece of history in this city?" Alvin asked.

Bai Yang nodded, "Yes, but not now. First, we need to let the people of this city know we've arrived!"

This "we" certainly didn't refer to Bai Yang himself. His own existence might not be exposed for an incredibly long time.

Although with his abilities, even if exposed, nothing would happen, his personality didn't allow for the slightest possibility of accidents!

Alvin remained silent. He could offer suggestions to Bai Yang, but he wouldn't comment on Bai Yang's actions, instead waiting for Bai Yang's thoughts.

This man stood right in the middle of Wall Street, watching the almost never-ending flow of people around him, contemplating his next moves.

Compared to Angus's small town or San Diego city, New York had far more places that could stir emotions and create supernatural phenomena.

Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, or those "Hell's Kitchen" areas mentioned in comics—all were good options.

Haven't you seen how many such "superhero" or "supervillain" characters appear in various comics and movies?

But Bai Yang didn't want to casually use his Divine Power and power of lies to create some so-called "superhero" here. Such things were meaningless to him.

What he needed was talent that could help establish a complete system, existence that could help him continuously harvest subsequent Wish Force!

And in this city filled with malice and constant hatred of all kinds, what kind of person would be the best choice...

...

Lemus O'Connor was once a captain in the Amerigo Marine Corps, also a soldier stationed in the Middle East for the Amerigan military.

Six years ago, during the withdrawal from that region announced by the Blond Guy, he encountered an unexploded Claymore mine that hadn't been properly cleared. And so, this tough man became disabled just before leaving.

He lost one eye, one hand, one foot, and had his lung pierced...

Even the military doctors admired his willpower for surviving such severe injuries, though it was useless. Even Lemus felt he'd rather have died that day than be in his current state.

Returning home with severe injuries, what welcomed him wasn't warm family comfort, but divorce papers from his wife and massive household debts!

While he was away serving, his wife, whom he thought was completely loyal, had cheated on him and taken out numerous loans in his name.

Now, seeing that he had become useless, she immediately chose to divorce him.

Then the bank auctioned off his house, deducted all his pension, barely managing to pay off that bitch's loans!

But that was his money! Why did he have to pay his ex-wife's debts after divorce? Just because she had been married to him?

Lemus even felt that if he weren't disabled, he'd probably still be paying alimony to that bitch.

He leaned against a corner on a Manhattan street, watching this incredibly prosperous country continuing to thrive with extravagant prosperity.

But he didn't even have the strength to crawl away, because he had just been thrown out of the Department of Veterans Affairs—they thought he was being unreasonable and disrupting the department's official work!

"Being unreasonable? Heh!" Lemus scoffed, "Going to claim my pension is called being unreasonable?"

The man sighed wearily, propped himself up with his crutch using one hand, dragged one foot on the ground, and slowly made his way toward Queens.

Given his current financial situation, that was the only place he could afford to live, and helping local gangs identify, organize, and maintain firearms was his only source of income now.

He used to be the military's rising star, the most outstanding presence in his entire unit, with many superiors having high hopes for him and hoping he would continue advancing in the military.

But with his disability, all that attention and friendly regard disappeared, replaced only by cold "termination notices" and court summons.

Oh, and the Department of Veterans Affairs constantly delaying his pension payments.

Sometimes Lemus would wonder—he helped this country, this society, fighting desperately on the battlefield. Was this the outcome he fought for?

"This world shouldn't be like this..." he said, then looked at the two black men in front of him. "And who are you?"

"Nobody special, just someone hired us to help handle something!" the lead black man said. "You go there making trouble every week, they think it's bad for their image. They want us to explain—stop going there from now on!"

Hearing this, Lemus became completely enraged, "Bad for their image? Me going to claim my pension counts as bothering them? Then why don't they just give me my money!"

Hearing this, the black man behind him sneered, "That's none of our business. We just hope you won't go there anymore, let us earn some money, okay? Bro?"

As he spoke, he pulled a dagger from his jacket and approached Lemus!

Lemus's face changed, "I agree to your terms!"

"Too late. Only dead men don't cause more trouble!" The two men advanced with their knives!