Apocalypse Forecast

"Then we’ll have to rely on Fourth Aunt’s blessing."

Lin Nineteen chewed on the grapes from the fruit platter and let out a long sigh, "Otherwise, such a big scene makes me a bit uneasy... Hey, how come I haven’t seen Mr. Lun Dao? And Old Lady Zoda? Weren’t they perfectly fine last time we met? Why didn’t they suddenly show up today? Could they really be angry?"

"..."

The brief silence made everyone’s expressions turn unpleasant.

"They’re dead." Daishi coldly glanced at the seemingly innocent young man, "One yesterday, one this morning... Both were taken out by an old monkey-like swordsman, you wouldn’t have forgotten, would you?"

Wood Cottage was stunned, couldn’t help but pat his head.

"You see my memory..." He awkwardly smiled, "I saw you all still alive, so I thought they were fine too? Forgot, forgot."

As soon as he spoke, everyone’s expressions became fierce.

Furious beyond compare.

If it weren’t for Uncle Liu, presiding over the meeting at the head, suddenly raising his eyes and forcibly suppressing those agitated intentions, someone might have already drawn swords to determine life or death.

"Little Nineteen, we all know you’ve been fierce lately, no need to flex here. Show some respect to Uncle Liu and say less."

"Alright, alright."

Lin Nineteen helplessly shrugged, tilted his head and spat grape seeds on the ground, casually saying, "To be honest, if it wasn’t for you, I didn’t want to come at all today... Coming here is pointless, even if we talk we won’t get anywhere, and if we start bickering it’ll be embarrassing."

"How would you know if you don’t talk about things?"

Uncle Liu picked up his teacup, took a sip, then warmly suggested, "Everyone just wants to do business, no need to let some petty misunderstandings stir the whole city, right?"

"To be honest, reaching a point of full-scale war now, I’m under a lot of pressure too."

Wood Cottage shook his head, "You all are prominent figures, life was going well, nobody wants to interfere in others’ affairs.

But with the population census and hybrid household registration in Tanbo, these are decisions made by the teacher before he left, and as a student, I just nodded and executed them, having no room to say otherwise."

He clapped his hands, innocently defending, "You see, this is the teacher’s task, why make things difficult for a subordinate like me, right?"

Effortlessly throwing responsibility away, as if the one who ruthlessly killed families a few days ago wasn’t him!

Feeling those furious gazes, Lin Nineteen thickened his face, grinned, showing a sincere expression, "Everyone, give some face, how about letting those Beastified Characteristic Beings register?

Since they’ve been tools for so many years, not much good is left, why not let them see the sun for a few more days?"

He clasped his hands again, suggesting, "Consider it, would you? Just see it as doing good deeds."

The past days have left the underground world of Kyoto in unrest.

A war lasting over a month, battles without bloodshed and those with blood yet unable to see light, all stem from this.

From Tanbo’s initial population census to hybrid household registration, and even human rights protection... Every decision issued from the branch harshly carved into everyone’s kettle.

Be it the processing and trafficking of forbidden drugs, illegal mining of precious metals, urgent experimental necessities from various underground labs, as well as entertainment industries, high-interest loans, and food processing...

Every cheap human resource is the foundation in the shadows of this city, impossible for anyone to shake the ’norm.’

This isn’t something the rise of Tanbo Inner Circle can change.

If there are reckless moves, it will only provoke reactions from Predators in the murky waters.

Therefore, imagining the events was not difficult.

It’s like turning into everyone’s enemy in an instant.

Facing resistance everywhere, the world is against you.

From initial reconciliation, followed by probing, then friction leading to a final eruption, blood has washed places the light cannot reach over and over again.

The Order of Nothingness had just ended, yet full-scale war was about to begin again.

All were standing at the edge of a cliff.

Examining that slightly immature face along with his smile.

Yet not responding.

Uncle Liu remained detached, saying nothing, simply drinking tea quietly; as a mediator, he had done his utmost.

What happens next is no longer his concern.

Yet the gaze of others quickly shifted subtly to the head... To the middle-aged woman beside Uncle Liu, like a clay statue or wooden puppet, with a kindly smile.

"In truth, nothing has reached the extent of life-or-death."

Fourth Aunt finally spoke, smiling amiably, "In the Jianghu, if harmony can be preserved, let there be harmony.

Little Nineteen is young and in his prime to achieve great things; everyone here is an uncle or elder, lending a hand where possible... Since Tanbo desires, we can gather some hybrids and return half to Tanbo, can’t we?"

The speech was imbued with the soft dialect of Yingzhou, indescribably soothing, yet when her slender phoenix eyes glanced below, there lay a hint of coercion.