I, the public enemy

Chapter 19 Immortal Path Creation

night.

7:55.

The commercial street next to the canal wharf in the southern district of Gray Core City.

Although it is called a canal, it is a waterway dug by a powerful being on the upper level of the container using great supernatural powers. It is not a freshwater river and can be called an inland sea.

All the heavens and myriad realms were annihilated, and the great stars outside the heavens were destroyed. In the final, the sealed-off buildings of the Paradise Refugee Complex were perpetually shrouded in darkness, with all lighting being artificial.

From the bank, one cannot see the other side of the canal; there is only endless darkness.

The salty smell of seawater, the rotting smell of seaweed, and a faint smell of gasoline mingled with the cold rain and mist, making each breath feel like swallowing a cold blade.

The ground beneath his feet was muddy and slippery, making Ali a little uneasy.

"Aren't all the trading locations supposed to be in remote, desolate places? I see quite a lot of people here."

Ali, carrying his suitcase, complained.

The box contained five packets of human essence, each packet containing 1.5 million, even after being subjected to extreme price-cutting during a price war.

The commercial street at the dock is mostly frequented by dock workers.

The smart chips and the sealed spiritual veins are all owned by the company, and there is not a trace of spiritual energy in the public areas.

As long as an ordinary person signs a lifetime contract with a large corporation, they can have spiritual roots implanted, be violently accelerated to maturity, and undergo prosthetic body modification. However, after retirement, their cultivation and prosthetic body must be taken back, and they generally have short lifespans. Their income is much higher than that of ordinary people. They can earn at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month doing manual labor. This kind of salary is barely enough to afford the expenses of starting a family in Gray Core City.

The people walking on the street were mostly rough laborers, and there were also quite a few street vendors.

Sexual resources are also a type of resource. While they are not officially subject to regulation, they are in fact strictly controlled by the state government. The government sets suggested prices based on the total economic output to prevent the labor force from easily acquiring sexual resources, thereby creating a scarcity marketing strategy and sustainably depleting resources.

These workers' repetitive, stereotypical behaviors are like those of wild beasts retaining their work instincts; at least in terms of social recognition, they are stronger than ordinary people engaged in general industries.

The advancement of cosmetic medicine is a side benefit of prosthetic technology. Prostitutes know how to invest in themselves, but they can't fake their age. Older women are self-employed, while younger women are controlled by pimps.

A dirty container worker who had just finished get off work accidentally bumped into Ali with his shoulder. One of the hands was a crudely made, rusty, and somewhat bloated robotic arm, which made Ali feel nauseous.

"Get the hell away from me."

Ali was already nervous, and he slapped the worker across the face with considerable force, making the man stagger.

The docks of Gray Core City are bustling with trade, and there are many illegal smuggling organizations. The workers glanced at Yuan Jingang and his gang, who had unfriendly faces, but they didn't dare to retaliate or curse, and slunk away.

"Don't you have eyes?"

Ali wiped his hands, took out a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep drag, feeling more nervous than ever before.

"The desolate wilderness is just something you see in movies. Now there are countless cameras at checkpoints and along the roads. In fact, in places where all sorts of people mingle, the cops can easily lose sight of their targets. Xiao Su and his men have already arrived."

Yuan Jingang frowned deeply; whether he could quickly save up the money for the boat ticket depended on tonight.

He had to sneak over there as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

Otherwise, the effectiveness of that promise will gradually diminish.

Five minutes later.

The group of four arrived at the transaction location, not far from the commercial street, at an abandoned container terminal where discarded containers were arranged in a maze.

Xiao Su had already arranged for people to keep watch outside. After discovering that Yuan Jingang and his group had wandered here, he had his men lead them to the deepest part of the maze, inside a huge container that transported heavy trucks in bulk, which was taller than a three-story building.

The hazy gray fog hung low in the sky, shrouding the entire dock in a somber shadow. The icy rain, like dense needles, pounded against the rusted containers, producing a dull patter that mingled with the faint whistles of distant ships on the river, weaving a suffocating web.

Inside the giant shipping container, which was open on one side, Xiao Su and his group had been waiting for a long time.

There is a serious imbalance.

Yuan Jingang and his three companions entered the container. Xiao Su's group had nine people, and half of the people opposite them were demons, not the assimilated half-demons, but those who retained more than 80% of their demon characteristics.

The Qi Refining Realm has not yet developed spiritual consciousness.

However, Yuan Jingang's prosthetic eye scan has already determined that three of these people are at the Foundation Establishment stage, one of whom is even at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

The cultivation world today.

Strength still reigns supreme, but with the powerful firepower of the psionic industry and the support of psionic reactors, killing opponents of higher levels has become commonplace.

Yuan Jingang knew that he was the weaker party, so he took out his weapons before entering.

Ali and two others were carrying military machine guns.

The other party didn't seem to mind, and their hands were always on the gun at their waist.

"You are Xiao Su?"

Yuan Jingang asked the person with the highest level of understanding present.

Xiao Su's shoulder-length black hair was slightly curly, as if it had been soaked in the rain. He was thin and wore a black woolen coat tightly around his neck. His face was somewhat withered, but his eyes were calm and composed.

The lifespan of someone at the Qi Refining Realm can reach around 120 years.

Those who reach the Foundation Establishment stage can live to around two hundred years old, while those with profound opportunities can live to nearly three hundred years old.

Of course, there are also unorthodox and evil practices that can prolong life. Human essence is a very important ingredient with extremely wide applications and unparalleled efficacy in other medical fields.

Inside the makeshift hospital, it's impossible to directly perceive someone's age.

"Okay, enough with the nonsense."

Xiao Su hadn't actually planned to come today, but since the other party had agreed to a price of 15,000, and the price had been pushed down to this level, there was no reason not to come.

He instructed his men to take out a briefcase, place it on the table, and turn on the knob; inside was 7.5 million in cash.

Although smart payment is the norm in makeshift hospitals.

However, currency must be pegged to physical goods, and banknotes must be issued.

"Bring the things here."

Xiao Su didn't take Yuan Jingang and his group seriously, thinking they were just desperate small workshops that had learned some techniques from the novel "The Untamed" and were now out of business.

Behind this middleman stands a behemoth of a medical enterprise spanning multiple states. Xiao Su doesn't even know which one it is. Those upright gentlemen and their clients want to distance themselves from the matter, as do the middlemen's middlemen. However, Xiao Su is the frontline person responsible for the most dangerous procurement.

"Ali".

Yuan Jingang called out.

Ali had been smoking non-stop since the beginning. These people were different from those he had met before; they might even be wanted fugitives. Each of them had an indescribable air of menace about them.

Ali stubbed out his cigarette, placed the box on the table, and opened it. Inside were five packets of human essence, translucent scarlet and radiating a captivating luster.

Xiao Su glanced at them and immediately became suspicious, then scanned the four of them.

"If it's a glass bead, I'll kill all four of you. Qing Er, come here and inspect the goods."

Xiao Su had been involved in nearly a hundred transactions, big and small, and had never seen such a genuine product before. It was so genuine that he even suspected it was a fake. He added, "Tell the people watching outside to keep a close eye on it."

Triggering the spiritual detector is a basic mistake; Xiao Su's people are all very professional.

Yuan Jingang's heart skipped a beat, but having been in the underworld for a long time, he didn't show any fear. Having witnessed Wang Qing's work firsthand, there was no way it could have gone wrong.

Ali swallowed hard. The other party seemed a bit distracted and there was an inexplicable pressure. After all, it was just Wang Qing who said he knew. What if the other party didn't want what he had made?

The person Xiao Su called Qing Er was not human, but a pure-blooded demon. He had thin, membranous wings on his back, which were forcibly wrapped in a somewhat shabby down jacket, making his upper body appear extremely bulky. His entire body was covered in dark blue animal fur, and his two oddly proportioned, long hands sprouted sharp claws. His head was completely like a bat's head, with a skull-like nose consisting of two holes, blood-red eyes, and an ugly face.

Qing Er walked to the table, picked up a sealed bag, tore it open, took out a small crystal of human essence, placed it on the table, crushed it into powder with his sharp fingernails, crawled down, and took a deep breath.

moment.

"Jump! Whoosh!"

Qing Er convulsed violently as if having an epileptic seizure, then suddenly uttered a strange, incomprehensible cry, startling Yuan Jingang and the others.

The bat demon sniffed, excitedly pacing back and forth a few steps, its claws clenched into fists, its expression invigorated.

"How so?"

Xiao Su was taken aback; Qing Er had never reacted like this before.

"It's top-grade, boss, top-grade! The purity is at least 90%, it's at least 90%."

Aoji started shivering again, hugging his arms as if he were feeling cold.

Hearing this kind of evaluation.

"Then there's no problem, right?"

A huge weight lifted from Ali's heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief, reaching for the box containing 7.5 million yuan in cash.

but.

There was a bang.

Xiao Su's pupils dilated in shock, and he gripped the box containing the cash tightly with his large hand.

More than 70% are rare.

90%?

This is the medicinal ingredient for "Longevity Pill" and "Soul Pill".