Chapter 1739: Separated

If social death had ranks, then at this moment, the Li family would have two Ninth-Stage Demigods appear at once.

The Twilight Society members were laughing so hard in the void that they were practically exhausted;

Chen Ling looked at the "Wealth" and "Overwhelming" combination on the siblings’ faces, his expression extremely subtle...

Sure enough, Heart 9’s madness was already visible in his youth.

At this moment, the Li siblings wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Li Wanhua covered the word "Wealth" on her face, screamed, and turned to hide her body behind the shelf, her face flushed with shame.

As for Li Shangfeng, he was thick-skinned, wearing the two big characters "Overwhelming" on his face, and spoke calmly:

"Boss, why are you back again?"

Li Shangfeng was calm on the surface, but panicked on the inside. He was afraid that Chen Ling had changed his mind and wanted to take back the three gold bars in his hand...

Chen Ling’s gaze landed on the siblings Li Shangfeng and Li Wanhua, pausing for a moment:

"Do you have a guest room here?"

"...What?"

"I’ve been thinking, investment is a big deal, so I can't be too rash... Therefore, I plan to stay here for a few days to observe your performance," Chen Ling continued, "Of course, the three gold bars I’ve already given you won't be taken back. If I feel this auto repair shop has great potential in these two days, I’ll consider investing more..."

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!!" The big stone in Li Shangfeng’s heart finally fell to the ground, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice,

"Boss, I can tidy up my room for you. I happen to have to rush work these two days, so I can just sleep in the workshop!"

Li Shangfeng had previously felt that Chen Ling threw money away too readily, giving people an unreal feeling. But now that Chen Ling came back and said he wanted to observe for a few days, it made much more sense.

Anyway, he had also said that the three gold bars already given wouldn't be taken back, and he might even give more... So what did he have to be afraid of?

Taking advantage of these two days to "perform" well, his rise to wealth and status was just around the corner!

The siblings Li Shangfeng and Li Wanhua immediately washed off the things on their faces and worked together to tidy up the room for Chen Ling.

Chen Ling paced outside the workshop, looking at the many Twilight Society shadows surrounding him, and spoke solemnly:

"The 7, 8, and 9-generation members are responsible for monitoring the street. Once any suspicious personnel approach, report to me through electronic devices immediately."

"10, J, and Q, disperse to various parts of the Chengtian Domain to investigate intelligence related to the Taishi Division."

"The Chengtian Domain is Ying Fu’s base camp, and there are many experts. There must be many Divine Path existences that can strike at souls... Be careful in everything, safety first."

The Twilight Society member shadows nodded in unison:

"Understood!"

……

Late at night.

Heavy clouds, like leaden garments, floated slowly over the Chengtian Domain.

Starlight and the bright moon were obscured by the clouds, making the night as dark as ink. Li Shangfeng carried his bedding into the empty workshop and turned on the old incandescent bulb hanging from the ceiling by tangled wires. The dim light illuminated a corner of the workshop.

On this timeline, electricity hadn't disappeared due to the regression of civilization. Although the cost of electricity was quite high, there was no shortage of families using it in the city. Li Shangfeng often needed to perform repairs and modifications late at night. Although it pained him, he had to pay for stable and continuous lighting.

His sister Li Wanhua had already gone to sleep, and that Boss Chen had also been arranged properly. Li Shangfeng finally had time to deal with the unfinished work on hand.

Just as he reached the unfinished Domain Train part and was about to start work, the incandescent bulb overhead suddenly flickered.

"...Hmm?"

Li Shangfeng looked at the bulb with some confusion, but the latter’s light had returned to stability, as if the flickering just now was an illusion.

Li Shangfeng didn't take it to heart; unstable electricity wasn't a rare thing, and he focused on repairing the part in his hands.

He didn't notice that in the reflection of the workshop glass, a ghost-like boy figure was leaning against the wall, looking at the busy Li Shangfeng with complex eyes...

Plum 8 sighed faintly.

The 7, 8, and 9-generation members were scattered throughout the district, monitoring the surroundings at all times, while he was arranged here to be responsible for ensuring Li Shangfeng’s safety... Plum 8 himself didn't know how he could ensure safety in his current state, when he couldn't even touch people?

In any case, he could only perform some monitoring first. If any accident happened, he would just contact the Red King immediately.

Clang— Clang—

Rhythmic metal tapping echoed in the workshop.

Li Shangfeng looked at the part in his hands with focus, as if he had entered a state of selflessness. Plum 8 watched this scene quietly, his gaze somewhat complex...

A close friend who had been left behind in the previous world forever reappeared before his eyes in this way. Plum 8’s heart was filled with mixed feelings. He knew his resurrection was slim. If nothing unexpected happened, he might have to exist in this way forever. He and this old friend would probably always be separated by a barrier of reality.

"I hope that you in this life, and I in this life... will still have a chance to become friends."

The person who most wanted Li Shangfeng to join the Twilight Society now was Plum 8; the one who hoped he wouldn't join the Twilight Society and live a peaceful life was also Plum 8.

This was an extremely complex emotion. Plum 8 didn't know what he was thinking, his heart was very chaotic. After a long silence, he silently took out a drawing board from his body and began to sketch, stroke by stroke, the Li Shangfeng who was focused on repairs under the dim light.

And Li Shangfeng knew nothing about Plum 8’s existence. As the repair gradually entered the critical stage, his attention became more and more focused...

Li Shangfeng raised his head, looked around sneakily, and after confirming no one was around, grabbed his left hand...

Then, pulled it off with force!

……

"Hmm?"

In the bedroom, Chen Ling, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the workshop. There, a subtle and weak aura of the Craft Divine Path flashed by...

"To have already stepped onto the Divine Path at this point in time?" Chen Ling muttered to himself with some surprise, "No wonder his attainments in repairs are so high at such a young age... Twilight Society members, sure enough, none of them are simple."

Chen Ling had thought that Li Shangfeng only stepped onto the Craft Divine Path after losing his sister, but now it seemed that he had already become a [Stitcher] long before that. It could only be said that talented people, no matter which world they were in, could still shine.

Just as Chen Ling intended to continue resting with his eyes closed, a slight rustling sound came from the radio beside him.

Chen Ling’s gaze sharpened, looking at the radio.

"Lord Red King."

A dull voice, like that of a zombie, sounded from it. It was Spades 8 of the Twilight Society, "A suspicious black-clothed figure is approaching the auto repair shop."

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly.