"Can't do any good work in a big company"
Killer J changed to another electric car, this time an unbranded one due to the lack of sponsors.
After reporting things to Negary, he went ahead and drove to the 7th domain before anything else.
While Negary was still on his way.
"The [Survivors] organization are frequently active within the 7th domain; their identities are kept very well-hidden" Killer J remembered what he found out from killing the wife to prove his Dao.
Many of them were currently university students, merchants, some of them were even beggars on the street. For example, Li Ching Yu was normally a women's right activist, but at necessary points in time, they would all become [Survivors], in other words, this was another kind of hiding the army among the people.
Through a certain method, they maintained communication while keeping their identities highly secretive. They were scattered yet united, each member of [Survivors] were extremely serious and would never leak anything.
Killer J was sure that if he didn't decide to read her memories from her soul, that woman wouldn't have leaked a single word about the [Survivors] organization.
Some sort of power seemed to be protecting the minds of [Survivors] members, or perhaps it was a sort of mental imprint, because of this, it was nearly impossible to persuade them, almost as if it was an obsession. Regardless of what you tried, you would never convince them to leak a single word about [Survivors].
Otherwise, with their scattered organization, in modern society, the betrayal of a single member could affect the entire group. It was because of this mental imprint that the [Survivors] organization was able to stay hidden and develop within the 7th domain.
"Because of that, anyone who acted abnormally here would be found out by [Survivors]" Killer J was juggling a dagger in his hand, a flash of inspiration appeared in his eyes.
…
"I'm miserable!" Killer J was wearing a board on his neck with the words 'Selling myself for my father's funeral' written on it, while pushing a trolley forward through the 7th domain largest main square. There was a picture of a middle-aged man whose face was full of pus on top of the trolley, there was even a small old dog sitting next to it.
"Neighbours, good brothers and sisters, please come and see, a good son is on auction. Come and see even if you don't want to buy him" Killer J continued to call out in sorrow, quickly attracting the attention of everyone on the main square.
"Are you serious? There are still people selling themselves for their father's funeral in this day and age? Are you sure it's not someone putting on a show?" someone muttered in surprise.
"People say that a meeting is getting acquainted, good brothers and sisters, please give me a job, I am so miserable" a red blade flashed in Killer J's hand without anyone's notice and suddenly stabbed into the small old dog in the trolley.
The dog immediately went stiff and collapsed to one side, right at this moment, Killer J channelled his inner movie king DiCaprio, his action-filled Chan, his generous Downey Jr., his hardened DeVito, as well as multitudes of other famous actors into his body, embraced the small dog and cried out: "Thor! What's wrong with you, Thor!"
"Thor, you can't just die like this, you've been with me for so many years, you've treated me so well like a true brother, but I haven't even bought a hammer for you, I'm so sorry, Thor!!"
"What the… are you sure you're not joking?" the bystanders all broke out into cold sweat, this was too embarrassing to watch.
"All those years ago, you and I met after the Yue Bu earthquake, we lived with one another, we've been through all sorts of thick and thin. I raised you all the way from a puppy to how you currently are! Why!? Why must the old send the young into their grave!!" Killer J's impromptu soul burned with searing passion, and then he was greeted by the district patrols.
Charged with disruption of public order, Killer J was arrested and temporarily put in jail for 24 hours.
Meanwhile, Negary was still on his way.
…
Chang Xia squinted his eyes, the sharp presence he gave off slowly faded, he couldn't help but rub his own temples, sighed, then turned to Seven who was standing next to him: "It must have been 16 years since we last returned"
Perhaps due to shame, or due to some other reasons, Chang Xia chose to take up the position of section chief in the 6th domain's D.E.R division, rather than his hometown Yue Bu – the 7th domain.
"Do we need to return?" Seven maintained a straight posture and capable visage as she always did, but her twitching clenched fists showed that she wasn't nearly as calm as she might seem to be on the surface.
"Yue Bu…" Chang Xia stood up and sighed, then calmly assessed the situation: "Wang Yuan might have purposely exposed his information. Most likely, he discovered something"
"I should've thought of it before, Ye Kong's change was so similar to that man all those years ago, and those people supporting him must have obtained something from the ruins of that time" Chang Xia pushed his glasses up and spoke sincerely: "Regardless, we need to face it eventually, and this trip was only a matter of time"
"Send a message to the 7th domain's D.E.R division, I'm going to finish what started all those years ago" Chang Xia said in a low voice.
"That is against protocols!" Seven raised her voice a bit, this was her first time openly challenging Chang Xia's orders.
Faced with Chang Xia's serious attitude, Seven felt a bit flustered, but she still continued: "As the section chief of the 6th domain's D.E.R division, it is not within your jurisdiction. This is going against the D.E.R division's protocol"
Looking straight into Seven's begging eyes, Chang Xia smiled, put one hand on Seven's head and ruffled her properly tied hair up, then spoke with a gentle tone: "It's going to be fine, everything will be fine"
This statement caused Seven's stubbornness to vanish in the blink of an eye. 16 years ago, the bloodied, heavily wounded Chang Xia carried a blood-stained blade as he walked through the destroyed city, screaming in despair: "IS THERE ANYONE HERE? IS ANYONE ALIVE? CAN SOMEONE RESPOND TO ME!? ANYONE WILL DO!"
For the rest of her life, Seven would never forget the look of extreme relief on Chang Xia's face as he found her.
At the time, he was the same, he embraced her suffering self, let go of his blood-stained blade and stroked her ruffled-up head of hair with his bloody wounded hand, putting all of his gentleness into word: "It's going to be fine, everything will be fine"
Seven took a step back, once again tied her hair up and softly replied: "I understand, I'll make the report"
"Furthermore, I'll only bring Xiao Ba Fu and Zhang Zi Jie, you won't need to follow me" Chang Xia sat back down on his chair, closed his eyes and spoke sincerely: "Just listen to me"
"…" the words that were about to come out from Seven's mouth were forced back, she spoke again after a long sigh: "I understand"
Chang Xia opened his eyes to see Seven leaving his office, his eyes flickered slightly in reminiscent before he sighed and muttered: "Big brother Yu…"
After receiving his reports, Chang Xia was easily granted special permission from his superiors. He boarded the plane heading to the 7th domain, about to return to his hometown that he hadn't been in for 16 years. Watching Seven who was looking at him with a worried expression from afar, he softly smiled and couldn't help his hand rubbing a slightly long wooden box by his seat.
At the same time, at another location, Disaster King Fang Ze's personal guard, Liu Shi had also received a short message. Her expression became blank for a moment before she sent Fang Ze a message and swiftly left.
