Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1125 - 577: I Can Love the Federation Too (Part 2)

"But is it really worth it?"

After all this fuss, showing off strength, showing off skills, annihilating anyone, there's no way back.

Having taken a seat at the table, there's no more 'friends' or buffer from now on.

The entire faction's reputation is locked at indifferent, just a step away from hatred.

Credit is already overdrawn and I'm like an old rascal who doesn't repay debts, the kind that's on the credit blacklist.

After all, no one likes a person who doesn't play by the rules, and those who don't abide by the game rules at the table are the first to be eliminated.

From now on, Ji Jue will live under everyone's magnifying glass. If there's any more dangerous actions, he might immediately face united opposition and strikes from everyone.

There's literally no retreat if a step is misplaced.

Ji Jue played Huan Yu Heavy Industry hard; they won't back him, nor will Great Creation pass up any chance to kick him when he's down.

"It's originally something that doesn't matter, right?"

Ji Jue carelessly twirled the noodles on his plate, shoved them in his mouth, and replied nonchalantly: "If I were gentle, humble, thrifty, logical, think thrice before acting, retreat from everything, consider the bigger picture, and endure for the greater good... would people like me then?"

What a joke, dreaming!

Ji Jue hadn't even reached Central Earth before he got clobbered, and when he arrived, the Chongshan Medal was still strapped to his chest, and what happened?

Does being a good person work?

Not a damn bit!

If giving face doesn't work, then neither should anyone else care for theirs. If being a mad dog is what it takes, at least everyone knows not to throw stones at a mad dog for fun.

The game in Central Earth doesn't interest Ji Jue, nor does he plan to get involved deeply.

He doesn't even mind if there are no advancements and it becomes an ornament.

As long as he's not hindered!

"I'm just a craftsman, why bother with so much?"

Ji Jue smiled slightly, humble as ever: "As long as I can make some small contributions to the Federation's order and stability, I'm already satisfied."

Fan Yun smiled as he observed him, scrutinizing for a long while.

Finally unable to resist, he raised his hands and started applauding.

"Well said!"

Regardless of whether this scoundrel is pretending or not, just the passionate appearance and wickedly righteous tone already left Fan Yun in awe.

Everything is about loving the Federation, every word about stability, with only loyalty in his heart, peace held tightly in his hands, and the bigger picture is entirely considered for you!

When I was young, if I had such thick skin, I wouldn't have wasted so much time in Central Earth!

"Since you have such insights, I can rest assured."

Before leaving, the General patted Ji Jue on the shoulder earnestly: "Young people shouldn't rush, there's plenty of opportunities to contribute to the Federation—I think your Coastal Industry is doing well, keep it up. If there's any trouble, just come find me.

Remember, no matter where you are, the Federation is your strongest backing!"

"Don't ask what the Federation can do for me, ask what I can do for the Federation!"

Ji Jue's eyes reddened, watching the General walk away, nearly raising his hands toward the rising sun, teary-eyed.

With Fan Yun's words…

I've finally taken a seat at the table!

Coastal Industry paving the way for Sea Tide Military Industry's plans to open up in Central Earth, by mutual understanding, received the General's acknowledgment.

Or to say, the General doesn't care.

He doesn't care if Ji Jue lives or dies, gets surrounded, or makes a spectacular death, he doesn't mind if Sea Tide Military Industry wants to enter the field.

As the one granting Ji Jue permission to take the seat, this meal had only one clear meaning.

—There won't be a next time!

If Ji Jue again stirs trouble, disrupting the superficial order and peace in Tower City, then what awaits first is the 'touch of love' from the garrison base.

Forget yapping about the Evil Cult, if there's any more incidents, go talk to my Armored Knights squad!

Ji Jue doesn't mind this at all.

Using the Evil Cult on such a good hand just to open up a situation indeed seems wasteful. But it's okay, he has too many cards in hand.

Next time, he could try You Sui, the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony, and those leftover tyrants of the Eternal Empire can also be considered, if worst comes to worst, flip the table and unleash Nirvana!

Having too many ruthless tricks up the sleeve can sometimes be a hassle too.

After smilingly seeing the General off, Ji Jue sensibly avoided lingering any longer under his nose and turned around to leave.

Off to take over the new territory!

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In the end, Old Gou, wild ways, many methods.

In less than half a day, the office building pried from Huan Yu Heavy Industry already bore the sign of Coastal Industry.

The only pity is Brother Du is not generous enough, the entire building just finished construction, half-renovated, with no exterior decorations at all, gray and shabby-looking like an unfinished building.

Right in the center of Tower City, this thirty-one-story unfinished building stands awkwardly among the elaborately designed, tasteful group headquarters, utterly conspicuous.

Just like Ji Jue himself.

"Time is limited, Boss, water and electricity just got connected."

Gou Er, busy and sweating, asked for instruction: "I plan to directly pull the renovation team from New Spring over, the craftsmanship of locals is really too lousy."

"No need, just like this."

Ji Jue looked up and gazed at the building before him, admiring its ugly form: "Isn't this fine? Anyway, business won't pick up soon, might as well leave it as is, also counts as being in its original form."

"Uh..."

Gou Er began to sweat, is it this rough?

"What about the interior decoration?" he asked cautiously: "The ceiling isn't installed, the walls haven't been plastered, it's really not suitable for living."

Ji Jue didn't answer, just turned his head and looked at Yan Fei, excited as an unleashed wild dog, pushing the wheelchair around.

Suddenly, he smiled slightly.

Isn't this ready-made cheap labor?

Yan Fei froze on the spot.

Started sweating.

"It shouldn't be like this..." He stammered inquiring: "I'm supposedly the chosen one from Ashes."

"The so-called Ashes are those who create the world with their hands," Ji Jue smiled and told him, "You have to learn Purification Alchemy, and also learn how to plaster and build walls. That's how you can be considered well-rounded."

"What about advanced mathematics…?"

"Naturally, that too." Ji Jue nodded, increasingly approving: "It's rare for you to be eager to learn. How about learning the basics of number theory while plastering? It wouldn't count as wasted time."

"Gulp..."

Yan Fei's expression twitched, secretly observing Ji Jue's face, hesitating to speak.

At this point, is there any chance to switch to working for Superior… but he no longer had the guts to utter it!