novelraw Chapter 1257 - 631: Not Dark Under the Lamp
Chapter 1257 - 631: Not Dark Under the Lamp
"Hum hum hum~ hum hum hum hum~ hum hum~"
In the upcoming final segment, An Ning followed closely behind Ji Jue, beaming and humming a tune that was off-key.
Cheerful.
The scattered pieces of flesh and limbs all over the ground didn't dampen her good mood; the air seemed to have grown fragrant.
Lost in thought, she occasionally stared at the air in front of her and inexplicably let out a silly smile.
Ji Jue looked at my neck!
What does this mean?
This means Ji Jue has me in his heart!
It means I am different to him compared to others!
Why else would he keep looking at me and not at others' necks?!
Then... she saw Ji Jue bending over and picking up a spine remnant of a Mutant creature from the mire and blood, examining it closely and fondly, marveling as he touched it from head to tail.
"..."
An Ning's eye twitched as she forcibly looked away.
It doesn't count if they're dead!
"What's wrong with you?"
Ji Jue glanced back absent-mindedly at An Ning, who was bobbing her head around in front of him, "Did you sleep wrong?"
"..."
An Ning fell silent, her face drooping, and said nothing.
She kicked Ji Jue on the calf, then turned and walked away.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"To catch mice!"
An Ning answered angrily and walked away without looking back.
Seeing Ji Jue ignoring her, she puffed up again, came back, kicked him again, and then walked away once more.
"..."
So, for doing absolutely nothing and to his bewilderment, Ji Jue was kicked twice, and he felt his fists clenching.
No matter what, the work that needs doing must be done.
Focus on what's ahead.
Clearing the battlefield is meticulous work. To others, it's nothing but a filthy, stinking mud pit, but to Ji Jue, a craftsman, it's a land full of bright pillars.
White, green, blue, yellow...
"The local drop rate is so high."
Muttering words that others couldn't understand, Ji Jue began swiftly assessing the remaining value of the materials, then proceeded to grind the bones of those dead Mutated Transformations to dust!
As Mercury flowed, the remnants of life in all Mutants were completely extracted, turning into Dust.
Almost missed the timing.
Because the Forest Country is also perpetually extracting the life and spiritual essence from all the deceased, gathering it upon the enormous tree towering in the sky.
Even a slight delay results in significant losses.
The plundering instinct of the Forest Wolves is downright terrifying.
In Ji Jue's perception, it's like a black hole.
Currently, the Shangrila made up of the Forest Country has become an enclosed altar, and the sacrificial rite has long begun.
Ultimately, all life and spiritual essence will converge toward the center under the Wolf Evil's gravity, fueling the birth and Transformation of the third wicked wolf entity.
And the gifts from slaughter and the rewards for battle merely catalyze this process, hence, all who come are accepted without differentiation.
It's like when someone enters a casino and sits at the table; identity, wealth, all become irrelevant.
Regardless of the outcome, all currencies flow endlessly to the banker. Moreover, due to the plundering nature of Forest Wolves, even slaughter and battle are regarded as part of the sacrifice...
Kill! Kill! Kill!
There's no need for Heavenly Essence Teachings' decay, nor heed White Deer's balance shackles! To live is to eat, compete, conquer, and seize!
So why let morals obscure one's inherently ugly face? Why hide behind masks to falsify your nature?
Just bare your fangs! Just feast freely, and that's enough!
Ji Jue's pace slightly hesitated.
Dazed.
In this moment of resonance with the Forest Country, simply focusing allows countless realizations to emerge from the heart, circulating endlessly.
It's like countless dilapidated voices whisper ceaselessly in one's ear, and the more one focused on listening, the harder it is to distinguish whether they are epiphanic whispers or beasts' panting; just feeling that these sounds grow increasingly loud, increasingly deafening.
In the end, amidst the roars of countless beasts and human screams, a distant yet lofty voice seemed to rise, breaking through the doors of the heart and piercing deep into the soul, leaving a casual question.
It, He, It says:
——[What differentiates humans from beasts?]
Bang!
Chun Jun shook off any doubts, obliterating all reverberations and suppressing any lingering waves.
"What a load of nonsense."
Ji Jue glanced coldly at the gigantic tree in the sky, then withdrew his gaze.
Soon, the convoy began to move forward once more.
After cleaning up the battlefield, the mission must continue.
Tong Shan and their vanguard convoy not only needed to scout and clear paths for the subsequent central units but also deal with threats, facilitating the construction of the frontline center.
By sunset today, they must reach the planned location.
Many matters can only be handled along the way.
Treating and bandaging the injured, as well as maintenance and upkeep of the alchemy creations promised by Ji Jue, and allocation and recovery of spoils.
"Eighty, eighty, this one sixty, this one's a bonus..."
Inside a large enough motorhome for the entire team to hold meetings and rest, Ji Jue sat behind a makeshift table, calmly scanning over the delivered items. With his left hand, he examined and observed, while his right hand kept busy, rapidly drafting Association standard appraisal reports, stamping them for certification.
If unwilling to sell, the items can be packed and taken back home; if willing to hand them directly to Ji Jue, they can be converted directly into corresponding prices. For those wanting cash, transfers occur post-distribution; for precious metals, transactions can be conducted with Gold and Spiritual Crystal, and for those wanting direct purchases or memberships, an eighty percent discount applies.