Everything went smoothly; Sorel had never encountered such an obedient student before.
That evening, Zheng Yuandong called: "We couldn't find him. None of the Kyushu members could contact him. They only said that after attacking the Kingdom and the Future Headquarters, he stayed alone in New York and never showed up again. He didn't return to Whale Island to cultivate, and there were no spending records. He must have activated his backup identity information and the Kyushu safe house in New York."
Qing Chen asked, "Do Yu Cheng and Jiu Ran from Jiuzhou have any information about the safe house? It's certain that He Jinqiu didn't build the safe house herself. Let's follow this clue and look for it."
Zheng Yuandong: "That's exactly what I was thinking. I will arrive in New York tomorrow to check all the safe houses in Kyushu."
"Waiting for your message."
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In a suburban villa in New York.
He Jinqiu opened the refrigerator and took out a fresh steak that had just thawed. He stared at the steak for a long time, even trying to find the feeling of being a test subject. However, he did not feel any craving for flesh and blood after looking at it for a long time.
He tried taking a bite of the raw beef, but immediately found it too slippery, so he spat it into the trash can.
This is strange. Am I now considered an experimental subject?
When He Jinqiu returned, the rope was no longer on her wrist, and she moved as usual.
The whip marks on his body had all healed, and there was no sign that he had ever been injured.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will have a lifespan of forever, just like all the experimental subjects, because cancer cells do not die of old age.
"Isn't this just like Deadpool?" He Jinqiu said self-deprecatingly. "But even Deadpool gets old and dies one day, so I'm much better than him."
As he spoke, he turned and went to the bedroom, opening the wardrobe and picking out his white shirt and gray suit.
As a result, every piece of clothing I tried on didn't suit my skin tone...
Left with no other choice, he could only pull out a more casual black jacket to make himself look more relaxed.
He Jinqiu had shaken off his dejected state and was as calm as a warrior preparing to die. He knew what choices he had to make and what he would face, so he was at peace with everything.
He put on a baseball cap, trying to cover his gray skin.
He then took the nail clippers and cut small slits in the blades before he could barely cut off one fingernail.
Later, he simply took out a large pair of pruning shears and painstakingly trimmed his long fingernails, then found a file to smooth them.
It seems that only in this way can he gradually regain his dignity as a human being.
Mr. He is still the same meticulous Mr. He.
He wrote another note on the table, then turned and walked out the door.
When he went out, he met his neighbor. The old lady saw his gray cheeks and neck and immediately backed away in fright.
He Jinqiu paused for a moment, then smiled and apologized.
Then, the nine jade swords merged into one, and he rode the wind away on his sword, sailing across the ocean.
He felt that since he had already made a decision, he should look at a few more people and places.
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Half an hour later, Zheng Yuandong, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, arrived at the door of the safe house. He was stunned for a moment. The door of the villa was not even closed, as if it had been left open for him.
His intuition told him that the safe house where He Jinqiu had once lived... was this place.
Zheng Yuandong pushed open the door, only to find a handwritten note in front of him: Don't look for me.
He knew He Jinqiu too well. The other party must have encountered a problem that even he couldn't help with, or it might put him in danger as well, which was why he was so resolute and unwilling to let anyone else get involved.
He Jinqiu dislikes others owing her favors, and she also dislikes owing favors to others.
Zheng Yuandong called Qingchen: "I think he might not be able to handle this on his own. Do you have any ideas?"
Qing Chen replied, "Let's try to keep looking for him, Boss Zheng. If he dies in the inner world after transmigrating, where do you think he'll go? Also, I'll help him hold off the main force of Silver City... and even drag the Silver Duke over. I'll do my best. Oh, right, there's some bad news. The Fate Master and seven other old monsters are slumbering in a corner of the Central Royal City. They need the poisoned wine cup in the Silver Duke's hand to wake them up. This Silver Duke must die."
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He Jinqiu rode the wind and wielded his sword, soaring above the nine heavens.
On the fourth day, he crossed the ocean and watched whales surface in the Pacific Ocean, spouting water more than twenty meters high from their backs. He also watched killer whales roam the ocean, using their tail fins to slap sea turtles out of the water.
He also saw a huge sea turtle floating on the surface of the sea. The sea turtle was the size of a house, and it must have happened that some powerful superhuman had died next to it.
Is the surface world going to have a forbidden sea too?
He Jinqiu landed on the back of a sea turtle and drifted slowly with it for a day.
The sea turtle wasn't angry. It just glided along slowly, letting him lie on its back. In the lonely ocean world, the two of them snuggled together.
He returned to China on the fifth day after his return, and happened to encounter a flock of migrating geese. The geese slowly flew to his side and asked him to be the lead bird to break the wind, giving him a ride.
When we were kids, we all learned about wild geese in our textbooks. Sometimes they would fly in a V-formation, and sometimes they would fly in a straight line.
He Jinqiu chuckled. He never expected that he would also be part of the character "人" (person), and even become the lead goose.
These geese were very well-behaved; they didn't flinch even when he reached out to stroke them.
So he spent another day specifically escorting these geese.
At one point, he suddenly felt that he had wasted his life, realizing that there were so many interesting things and so many beautiful sights in the world.
However, he was scheming every day about how to make Kyushu stand on equal footing with overseas forces, and how to make himself stronger so that he would never be betrayed again.
I missed all of these.
What a pity.
On the sixth day after his return, He Jinqiu went back to his birthplace, Wuhan. He lowered his head and bought a bowl of hot dry noodles and a serving of bean curd sheets, eating as he walked.
Looking at Wangjiawan in Hanyang, where he had lived, he felt that the place had changed so much, completely different from what it was more than ten years ago.
Gradually, people on the street started pointing and whispering about him, seemingly noticing his unusual behavior and somewhat fearing him.
After thinking for a moment, he flew away on his sword and arrived at his parents' graves, where He Jinqiu kowtowed several times earnestly.
After being away in the underworld for more than ten years, I returned to find my parents already buried underground, and it was my uncle who helped arrange their funeral.
After creating Kyushu, he secretly moved his parents away to avoid retaliation.
Only now did He Jinqiu realize that her son was truly unfilial. When she left home before, she found that home particularly hateful and didn't want to stay there for even a minute.
After enlisting, I participated in the reconnaissance battalion selection so that I wouldn't go home. Then, in order to avoid being discharged and going home, I went to the peacekeeping force.
Looking back now, I realize how selfish I was.
He sat in front of the grave and whispered to his parents everything that had happened since he joined the army, regardless of whether they could hear him or not.
As he was talking, He Jinqiu fell asleep in front of the grave. This time, he didn't dream and slept very soundly.
I haven't felt this at ease in almost twenty years.
The moonlight shone on him, as if he were wrapped in a blanket, or as if a mother were quietly coming into the room before her child's departure, gently stroking him.
Mr. He wasn't afraid of ghosts; he even hoped that ghosts really existed in the world so that his parents could come back to see him.
On the seventh day after his return, he flew on his sword to Shamao Town in Hannan and gently landed on the riverbank.
He Jinqiu didn't know why she had to come here as her last stop.
Perhaps it's because his best years were spent on this riverbank, only back then he was surrounded by tens of thousands of comrades, and now he's all alone.
As night fell, he heard footsteps behind him.
He Jinqiu smiled and said, "Didn't you say not to come looking for me?"
Zheng Yuandong also sat on the riverbank: "Since when did it become the turn of greenhorns to give orders to their squad leaders? Just because you say don't look for them doesn't mean I won't look for them?"
He Jinqiu laughed: "That makes sense."
"Tell me, what are your plans?" Zheng Yuandong asked.
“I’m hanging from the ceiling with my collarbone pierced right now. What am I supposed to do?” He Jinqiu asked rhetorically.
Zheng Yuandong said, "Stop beating around the bush and get to the plan."
“Of course, we have to kill all those who plotted against me,” He Jinqiu said, narrowing his eyes slightly. “They thought they could trap me there and make me unable to move, but they underestimated my character.”
“A plan is all that matters,” Zheng Yuandong nodded. “Qingchen said he lured away nine members of the Black Knights. The Silver Duke is still in the city, and the other two are the Tenth Knight and the Twelfth Knight. The Silver Duke is a demigod; you probably can’t beat him.”
"How do you know you can't win if you don't fight?" He Jinqiu said calmly. "You've seen how I look now. Of course, with every gain comes a loss. There's a price to pay, and naturally, there's a reward."
He Jinqiu continued, "I was actually quite surprised. I didn't expect Qingchen to help me so much. When I first met him, I thought he was a person like me, selfish and cautious. But after experiencing the rat infestation in City 10, I found that our lives were exactly opposite. I was full of enthusiasm at the beginning, but it was extinguished by others, while he was gradually awakened to his sincerity."
"What do you need me to do now?" Zheng Yuandong glanced at the countdown on his arm; he was about to time travel.
He Jinqiu raised his hands: "Use your black knife to cut off my hands. After I arrive in the inner world, I can go on a killing spree."
He was entangled in vines in the other world, unable to use any of his strength or abilities.
The method to untie the vines was quite simple, but the Black Knights didn't think He Jinqiu had the courage to do so.
But he really does have it.
Chapter 886, The Fate Master Intervenes
Return countdown: 168:00:00.
The world is lit up again.
The second brother in the woods felt as if he had just regained control of his body for a moment.
But a moment later.
The cool silk thread wrapped around his hand suddenly disappeared, and then wrapped around his hand again.
In fact, the time travel mechanism does affect marionettes.
The moment Qing Chen returns, all the forbidden items will return with him.
So at that instant, the marionette will leave the puppet's wrist and must be reattached after he travels through time.
This moment is a weakness; if the puppet he controls is powerful enough, he can accurately detect this moment and then break free from control.