I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 662: Da Ji’s Miraculous Ability

Whoever dared to target his prized possession was after Boss Lu’s life! Especially at this moment, the sudden intrusion into his carefully constructed Doomsday Fortress signaled that his secrets could no longer be concealed.

Boss Lu’s face was filled with malevolence. He wanted this person dead!

Da Ji’s cold sweat came pouring down. He hadn’t expected that even after opening this contraption, there would still be someone inside. He pleaded with a mournful face, "Wait, don’t kill me... This is a misunderstanding, listen to me..."

Unperturbed, he pulled down his hat brim and touched the lumps around his neck, all the while screaming in his mind, Help, help, someone come save me, can’t those damn monsters come to my rescue?

In a dark corner, Jing Shu squinted her eyes, quietly observing everything. She wanted to watch a bit longer, feeling that there was something odd about this man named Da Ji. She had a premonition that this disaster, as well as the rotten mermaids, might be related to him.

Perhaps he really possessed some peculiar ability. One could not be too careful.

Just then, several rotten mermaids at the doorway suddenly began hammering against the iron scrap like mad. Given how small the opening was and the larger bodies of the mermaids, the big heads of the rotten mermaids got stuck halfway through the hole, their grotesque faces pushing forward as they opened and closed their mouths.

They wanted to come in, but couldn’t.

Boss Lu was also startled, nearly dropping his weapon. However, seeing the situation, he slowly exhaled. He glanced at the intruder in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and decided to deal with this immediate trouble first—his secret inside could not be exposed.

Previously, the Township Government knew he was hoarding things, but they didn’t know he had hoarded so much. Both parties needed to exploit each other, so stepping back was feasible. But now, if this were to be discovered, it would not be so simple. This was his assurance for the latter half of his life. He couldn’t take risks.

The gun was slowly raised.

Da Ji’s face fell, looking even more miserable than if he were crying.

Even though Da Ji seemed to have predicted something—that these monsters would indeed do something he desperately wanted—the monsters couldn’t enter right now and couldn’t save him.

Da Ji suddenly knelt down, began to beg for mercy, and started saying nice things. He absolutely had no designs on the things inside. He just wanted to be let go...

At this life-or-death moment, Da Ji’s memories flashed through his mind like a fast-forwarded movie.

The oddity of it all started the day of the auction.

As an outsider, bluntly put, he was a merchant in the apocalypse who shuttled back and forth trading local apocalyptic products to earn a meager livelihood, handling his business carefully and cautiously.

So on the day of the auction, he checked every nook and cranny, and thus accidentally discovered a special place on the seventh floor.

He originally thought it was just a secret compartment. Unable to resist the urge to investigate, he chiseled at the corner of the wall and accidentally unearthed a fist-sized white insect.

The sight gave him a huge fright. He chiseled it down instantly, splashing white fluid all over his face. Irritated, he prepared to throw away the insect, not expecting it to still be alive. It suddenly sprang up, wriggling its body, hopping around like a shrimp, and leapt onto his neck...

It bit into his neck. OUCH!

Da Ji reached to pull the insect off, but to his dismay, it burrowed directly into his flesh. Soon after, the building began to shake...

It was only after Da Ji was summoned to the hall that he discovered a lump on his neck, which, no matter what he tried, could not be removed, as if it had grown into his flesh.

Later, Da Ji discovered something unusual. Whenever he had a strong desire in his heart, for some reason, it would come true through various coincidences, and it would involve those monsters.

Those who mocked him, the people who teamed up to bully him—all died, bitten to death.

Oh, one did not die, but he lost his lower body, which was almost the same as being dead.

Da Ji tried three times, and three times his wishes came true, except for once when he wanted to see what was in that woman’s villa, and it didn’t happen.

I want to survive, save me, I don’t want to die!

Da Ji shouted in his mind, frantically pinching the tumor on his neck. All of this is related to that white insect! CRACKLE... The rotten mermaid at the cave entrance was electrocuted. Then, a faint light revealed another woman walking in—it was her!

Da Ji’s pupils shrank sharply. "Save me, save me!"

"Who is it!" Boss Lu pulled out another gun and aimed it at the person coming in. He was very sensitive now. More and more people were learning his secret! I should kill them all!

Jing Shu slowly walked in. It was chaos outside, so temporarily, no one had noticed this. However, with such a large secret room exposed, it was no longer a secret.

"Ah. I guess when they finish fighting outside, they’ll come over," Jing Shu said, staring at Boss Lu and then glancing at Da Ji on the floor, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Don’t be nervous, Boss Lu. It’s me," Jing Shu said softly. Her voice carried a calming quality, and under its subtle influence, Boss Lu paused, momentarily stunned.

In the dim light, a droplet shot out, a strange smell spreading throughout the small room.

In just those few seconds, the fluids from the two little cuties in her hand had covered the entire room, and they had silently transferred into Boss Lu’s body.

For a long time now, Jing Shu’s little cuties had not had a chance to be used, which was a pity. They had a great advantage, capable of completely controlling a person in a short time, killing invisibly; even professional Doctors couldn’t detect the cause of death.

The biggest disadvantage was that they could only control one person at a time and had a limited range; for instance, they couldn’t control Boss Lu from such a distance just now.

While Jing Shu’s additional ability of suggestion was also very functional, it could only guide, not achieve complete control like this. And for what came next, she would need Boss Lu’s cooperation.

The two little cuties had completely taken over Boss Lu. Jing Shu quietly exhaled. When the rotten mermaid had suddenly rushed in like mad only to get stuck and block her view, she’d had no choice but to reveal herself.

The controlled Boss Lu said in a harsh tone, "It’s you! What are you here for?" This indicated that the two of them at least knew each other.

Jing Shu did not answer but instead asked Da Ji, "Do you want me to save you?"

Da Ji nodded frantically. "Save me, I don’t want to die!" Da Ji looked outside; the monsters couldn’t get in. With a gun pointed at his head, his only hope lay with this woman.

"Agree to a few conditions, and I will save you," Jing Shu said to Da Ji, using the power of suggestion from her Magic Cube Space combined with mental interference.

Unexpectedly, the usually effective ability hit a wall with Da Ji. His eyes darted around as he seemed to be thinking of something, clearly not influenced by the suggestion or control.