Chapter 579: Extra

Jian Changsheng had insomnia again.

As a ray of sunlight from outside the window passed through the curtains and reflected in those bloodshot eyes, Jian Changsheng, who hadn't slept all night, sighed bitterly and helplessly.

If life is like a play, he felt his life must be an absurd tragedy.

Since he was a child, no matter what he did, it was on "hell" difficulty. From birth, he was the son of a servant to the young master of the Group Star Chamber of Commerce, growing up humble and cautious. His studies were poor, his brain wasn't particularly good, and after struggling for eighteen years, he finally stepped onto the God Path to change his fate, only to be slaughtered before he could even leave...

Crossing the sea, he hadn't even reached the shore before he was dragged away for soul-shattering interrogation; he finally escaped from prison, only to be sent to the Aurora base as a lab rat, chased and hacked by the Seventh-Stage [Sky Wolf]; the uncle’s family who were the only ones good to him were also frozen to death in the Aurora Realm; he finally ran to the Mortal Realm, only to be inexplicably almost blown up by his teammates... Jian Changsheng counted on his fingers, but he couldn't calculate how many times the Goddess of Fate had stepped on him.

Not to mention anything else, half a year ago, Chen Ling helped him get a perfect start in the Mortal Main City. He had sworn that he would definitely be able to do well this time, but in the end, it still became a mess.

Jian Changsheng couldn't understand what he had done wrong...

He stared at the ceiling for a long time before struggling to climb out of bed and walking slowly to the mirror. Looking at his disheveled self with bloodshot eyes, he took a deep breath:

"Come on, Little Jian! You can definitely do it!"

"No one will be unlucky forever... You have to persist, even if you have to grit your teeth, you have to persist!"

"There will definitely be a turning point!"

Jian Changsheng poured himself two mouthfuls of "chicken soup for the soul," splashed his face with cold water, and walked straight out of the bedroom.

In the living room, the curtains were still tightly drawn, completely isolating any possible prying eyes from the outside world. The whole house was like a closed cage.

In the dim light, Heart 9 sat alone on the sofa, seemingly leisurely making tea.

He looked up at Jian Changsheng and said casually:

"Didn't sleep well again?"

"...No."

"This isn't the way to go. I told you, you have to keep a good mindset."

"I'm trying my best to keep it, otherwise, if I had been cooped up for so many days, I would have gone crazy!" Jian Changsheng sighed and lay lazily on the sofa.

He looked at the ceiling, as if remembering something.

"By the way, what was up with those noises yesterday? Did you find out?"

"In our current situation, how can we investigate? Who can investigate?" Heart 9 shook his head. "We can't even get out of the casino gate, let alone investigate the situation outside...

The only thing that is certain is that it was definitely not an earthquake, but a large-scale battle between high-stage God Path possessors."

"High-stage God Path battle... and large-scale? It shouldn't be this chaotic in the Mortal Main City."

"That's right. [Floating Life Painting] has the deepest roots in the Mortal Realm. With them there, generally, there shouldn't be any major trouble... Something big must have happened yesterday."

"Who exactly would dare to go head-to-head with [Floating Life Painting] in the Mortal Realm?"

Jian Changsheng fell into deep thought.

Not just him, Heart 9 and the other Twilight Society members still in the casino also frowned, having no clue.

"Drink some tea first. Anyway, the matter didn't affect us, don't panic." Heart 9 was the most optimistic. He poured a cup of tea for Jian Changsheng unhurriedly and handed it to him.

Jian Changsheng sighed and picked up the cup to drink.

At the same time, a loud voice rang out from outside the window:

"Extra! Extra!!"

"Yesterday, [Floating Life Painting] crushed the Twilight Society!!"

"The Twilight Society’s stronghold in the Mortal Main City has been uprooted!! Twilight Society members [Spades 6] and [Heart 9] were driven to a dead end and both died suddenly!! Realm wanted criminal [Heart 6] died on the spot!!"

"Extra! Extra!!"

"Yesterday, [Floating Life Painting] crushed the Twilight Society..."

Pfft—!!!!

Jian Changsheng and Heart 9 simultaneously spat out the hot tea in their mouths, splashing each other in the face.

"What the hell???"

Jian Changsheng didn't have time to be disgusted by Heart 9; he wiped his face, every cell in his body filled with shock.

Not just him, Heart 9, who was always cheeky and cynical, also had his mouth open wide enough to fit a pigeon egg, and it took him a full few seconds to say:

"Who was driven to a dead end? Who died suddenly??"

Square 10 on the side pondered for a moment.

"If I'm not deaf yet... it should be you two."

Jian Changsheng was stunned for more than ten seconds before he managed to squeeze out: "Does the news in the Mortal Realm... always fake things like this?"

"It doesn't look fake." By the window, Club J lifted the curtain and looked out, saying faintly, "The plainclothes officers squatting around are gone, and [Floating Life Painting], who had been secretly watching us, doesn't know where they went either... They seem to really not care about us anymore."

"How could this be..."

"Quick, send someone to buy a newspaper!!"

A few minutes later, a brand-new newspaper was delivered to the casino, and several Twilight Society members gathered around in a circle to read it carefully.

"After careful investigation by the Police Bureau and [Floating Life Painting], it is confirmed that the Great World Dance Hall was a Twilight Society stronghold..."

"Twilight Society members represented by [Heart 6], [Spades 6], and [Heart 9] had been lurking for a long time and secretly plotting terrorist attacks against the high-level officials of the Mortal Main City..."

"Through the bold reasoning and careful verification of Police Bureau Chief Wang Jincheng, they finally cooperated with [Floating Life Painting] to kill the three Twilight Society members, with no one escaping..."

"Among them, [Spades 6] remained unrepentant before death, shouting 'Never surrender' before blowing himself up, which shows how deeply the Twilight Society brainwashes its members and how heavy their demonic nature is..."

Everyone’s expressions became increasingly strange, and the air suddenly fell into silence.

They could understand every word in the newspaper, but put together, it was as hard to understand as a heavenly book...

"How could this be... Is there another Twilight Society stronghold in the Mortal Main City? But what’s going on with [Spades 6] and [Heart 9]?"

"There are only two possibilities now. Either this is fake news directed and acted by the Mortal Main City, or someone is pretending to be us?"

"Self-directed and acted is unlikely. The Police Bureau and [Floating Life Painting] also care about their reputation. If they fake news now, wouldn't they be slapping themselves in the face when we show up? They shouldn't be that stupid."

"But in this world, who would be so suicidal as to pretend to be the Twilight Society..."

Just as the rest of the group fell into deep thought, Jian Changsheng stared blankly at the newspaper, his expression gradually becoming brilliant!

This routine!

This technique!!

Too familiar, it was simply too familiar...

In this world, there is probably only one person who could do such a thing and play the entire Mortal world in the palm of his hand...

Jian Changsheng’s lips curled up involuntarily. His unlucky and shitty fate seemed to be gradually reversing due to the appearance of someone;

He wouldn't be unlucky forever, because...

"[Heart 6] is back."

Jian Changsheng smiled and said with absolute certainty.