I Am Your Natural Enemy

To be honest, even Little Mustache was a bit shocked.

Because throughout the entire process, not a single person from the Scorching Sun Department showed up, nor did anyone from the Scorching Sun Department investigate.

By the time he found out, it was already the final roundup.

It took just over ten days to close the net, and on the day of the roundup, they forcefully arrested more than two hundred people.

And these two hundred or so people really were ”people” in the literal sense.

The rest, the non-human ones, began to resist desperately.

From the start of the fight to the end, it took less than ten minutes in total.

All those who tried to run, who tried to use their Domain to escape, were hung alive from the streetlights.

More than eighty ghosts and monsters were completely slaughtered by that furious, murderous Great Killer Star—a figure so shrouded in killing aura that you couldn’t even see who it was, just that it was roughly human-shaped.

If Wen Yan hadn’t intervened at the end, by the time the main force of the Scorching Sun Department arrived, they wouldn’t have seen a single living soul.

Of the Great Demons that got caught up in it afterwards, five died.

Even more Ghosts died; Wen Yan wiped them all out in one go.

Even he himself was almost discovered while spying.

If he hadn’t interfered, and hadn’t started meddling right from the incident at Starshine Entertainment,

then, over the next half month, everything he’d just envisioned would have happened.

After half a month, people in the Central Plains County would get to see what it’s like to have streetlights hung with the corpses of ghosts and monsters.

Those Great Demons would get to find out what it feels like to have someone storm into their homes and beat them to death.

And those Ghosts could feel what it’s like, in a cold winter night, for it to suddenly and seamlessly turn into the blazing Great Sun overhead.

There would be at least a dozen people getting to feel what it’s like to be executed at the Scorching Sun Department’s execution grounds.

Dozens more could go inside and pedal sewing machines.

And he himself could once again feel what it’s like to almost get caught.

All this happened because of that damn employee at Starshine Entertainment—first, due to carelessness, they recruited a girl from Virtue City.

Then that damn cowardly boss at Starshine Entertainment, scared out of his wits, hastily fired her and put on a good guy act by handing over compensation.

This time, Little Mustache wasn’t helping anyone; half a month later, he was forcibly dragged back into this.

Honestly, he felt Wen Yan was much more troublesome than that so-called Mountain Lord.

Even though that Mountain Lord could, while he was spying, directly stick out a hand and smack him to death with a slap,

the pressure that gave him was still nothing compared to what Wen Yan made him feel.

Back then, he had a special feeling—if he dared let Wen Yan discover him, he’d never be able to play the game again.

So he decisively gave up on the spectator mode and returned at once.

Now, walking along the streets of Central Plains County, Little Mustache looked at the snowflakes slowly drifting from the sky, letting out a long sigh.

”The snow in Central Plains County came a bit early this year.”

Everything that needed to be done was done; all that was left was to see how things played out in the next few days.

If, within three days, that Ox-Head from Haidai County didn’t come to Central Plains County, then the matter would be considered over and wouldn’t play out like last time.

No matter how things developed afterwards, he’d have enough time to extract himself.

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Wen Yan kept up his daily martial training, watched some livestreams, and continued to look into the Starshine Entertainment case in Nanwu County.

Online, news about the Starshine Entertainment boss, who unhesitatingly jumped into the sea to save someone, began to blow up too.

After all, the news value of this incident was pretty high.

It’s not unusual for a lifeguard to save someone, but for a boss of an entertainment company—a guy who just bought Starshine Entertainment this year, already turned things around and made tens of millions, a big-time boss—to end up disappearing, dead or alive, while saving someone... Give that story a little push and it easily hits the trending searches.

Honestly, incidents like this are exceedingly rare.

With all this attention, the salvage operation was naturally taken up several notches.

After three days, just as Wen Yan’s right hand had recovered more than halfway, they finally got news.

The boss’s remains were found by divers at a depth of fifty meters in the sea; after a few days, the body was barely recognizable, most of it had already been chewed clean by fish, shrimp, and crabs—there was pretty much only the skeleton left.

The spot was found, in part, because a lot of marine creatures had gathered there—you name it, fish, shrimp, crabs, snails, everything.

The skeleton was salvaged and the identity confirmed: it was the boss of Starshine Entertainment.

Inspection found no suspicious injuries on the bones—just as previously speculated, the death was due to drowning.

With the case as high-profile as it was, the Scorching Sun Department naturally sent someone to follow up.

The assessment: drowning, no third party present at the time, and any marks on the body were all from local fish, shrimp, crabs, and snails, etc.

Wen Yan had planned to head over to Cape of the Sea to try out a soul summoning when he had time.

But seeing how hot the case was, and the Scorching Sun Department’s conclusions, he could only sigh in regret.

Isn’t it allowed for someone who made money flipping real estate and then bought an entertainment company to do a good deed, just once?

Wen Yan wondered if, after watching livestreams for a few days, his bias against these people was getting a bit overextended.

Fine then, I’ll swing by when I’ve got time.

Whatever the case, the man really did save a kid.

If he gets a chance, he’ll try summoning his soul and see if the man had any unfulfilled wishes.

Besides, he’d never tried summoning a Water Ghost before.

Who knows whether a Water Ghost who died in the sea is any different from one who drowned in rivers and lakes.

He’ll give it a try when he gets a chance.

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Luoyue County—Pei Tugou was still here on a business trip, temporarily seconded over to help out.

By winter, even though Luoyue County and Nanwu County were equally crappy, even at their coldest, the rivers rarely froze.

Still, the pressure at the Funeral Home always went up in winter—there was just never enough staff.

Most Funeral Homes weren’t like the Virtue City Funeral House.

The Virtue City Funeral House had Luxury Furnaces and handled some of the Scorching Sun Department’s jobs.

Whether it was budget or staffing, they’ve always got more—if they run short, they can just hire temps.

Other funeral homes don’t necessarily have these conditions.

Today, Pei Tugou continued driving the Spiritual Vehicle to pick up a client.

This time the client was someone important—a girl in her twenties, who donated her corneas before passing.