Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 937 - 742: Born in the Wrong Era

The next day, the statement from Jin River Association once again stirred an uproar within the Alliance.

As one of the most formidable organizations within the Alliance, Jin River Association not only served as a trusted vassal to the Ochiai Family, but Akasaki Makoto himself was acknowledged as the leader by all Green Day members in the Alliance.

Now, witnessed by Green Day’s Envoy, Lawrence, Akasaki Makoto not only relinquished his position and allowed a newcomer to take charge over him, but also announced that Jin River Association will proceed to deep cooperation with the Huaizhi Gang.

Both parties will implement the new category two substation construction plan within six months. After the contract signing with Sorante Power Group at the border, Tanbo Inner Circle will gradually acquire stable electricity supply capabilities.

Moreover, that morning, accompanied Huai Shi to visit the remaining six Extreme Path gangs with Green Day backgrounds.

Among these six groups, some strongly supported Huai Shi’s appointment, while others had grievances, and some explicitly opposed, questioning what Huai Zhisu people were.

But without exception, regardless of the initial atmosphere, the end was marked by enthusiastic farewells from the leaders, repeatedly urging them to stay, reluctantly showcasing how profound the camaraderie was.

As for the money for three emergency ICU beds, it didn’t matter, Huaizhi Gang could afford it.

Subsequently, Huaizhi Gang took over the big deal with Quiet Communications Electrone, surprisingly, others felt unimpressed... rather feeling, oh, just this? It seemed nothing to marvel at.

Instead, there was a peculiar sense of, oh, very normal.

Numbness.

Not only confined within the Alliance, but now throughout Tanbo Inner Circle, whether black market workers or hooligans, drifters or vagabonds, or even the impoverished and unrelated, all have learned to respectfully greet that young man who often strolls downstairs and occasionally patronizes fruit vendors near their alley.

Here, power equates to authority, and authority equates to everything.

Huaizhi Gang’s presence is like a giant rock dropping from the sky, stirring endless ripples within Tanbo Inner Circle’s mire.

And within a few short days, the existence of Huai Zhisu people gradually became legendary tales of absurdity.

Even discarding the exaggerations, the preserved facts remain astonishing.

Arrived at Tanbo Inner Circle, on the first day burned down the Russian Federation Man’s Elsa’s Home, on the second day became the boss of Huaizhi Gang, on the fifth day bloodbathed Tiger King Group, on the sixth day provoked Light Illumination’s Church, even pinned the Holy Woman down and hit her. On the seventh day was personally invited by the current chief president to join the Alliance’s banquet, then started mingling with Tenmoku’s Lihua at the banquet...

The following day annexed Angry Luo Group, and the night after went to fight with Akasaki Makoto... and won!

In half a month, event after event, every piece of news made people shudder.

Where did this evil ghost terror star come from?

Obviously, this also led to Huai Shi’s harmed reputation, with the external image slowly transforming from an idiot who gives free beer to someone who kills daily to brew demon blood wine. But bad reputation is still better than no reputation, especially in the Extreme Path world, reputation itself is part of prestige.

Moreover, the presence of Huaizhi Gang had started gradually reflecting positive influence in Tanbo Inner Circle.

Under Huai Shi’s control, every street under Huaizhi Gang was remarkably clean, the protection fee charged was most reasonable, especially... after dealing with troublemakers, one-third of the bounty could be offset by store credit!

Even such trivial changes led to a multitude of grateful people.

"Isn’t doing good deeds in a gang way too cost-effective these days?"

Huai Shi sat in the office, gazing at the sparks in Dream Cage, feeling the smooth operation of the Soloist’s Sky’s Command, he himself found it hard to believe.

The distortion brought by the Crow Flock is continuously receiving correction value supplements transmitted from Tanbo Inner Circle!

The divine nature of Soloist is achieving balance between Hell and Current Circumstances!

Now, when he walks on the territory of Huaizhi Gang, the Soloist’s power acquired slight increments and enhancements, manifesting in physical clarity and increased sensitivity to malice.

Even the wind blowing from outside felt much crisper.

Just like lying comfortably in his own backyard, feeling utterly relaxed and peaceful.

With his continuous efforts, the projection of source substance within Dream Cage gradually became clearer for Huaizhi Gang, and the number of projections surged with increased favorability, with single push locking for Boss Huaizhi soaring from thirty to over seventy.

This means, the absolutely single-push, absolutely reliable members that Huai Shi can borrow the power from Crow Flock already totaled seventy-three.

Furthermore, if Huai Shi further cultivated, more reserved members could still be converted into regular ones.

"...Feels like something’s not right."

Huai Shi rubbed his chin, scrutinizing Dream Cage, suddenly feeling: "Isn’t Soloist’s Stigma too problematic?"

With Soloist’s Stigma as foundation, managing such illegal organization was excessively effortless and overly convenient.

Not only could he check favorability and loyalty value anytime. Plus, given the foundational advancement and divine nature strongly boosting infection and negotiation aspects.

Especially when deliberately deployed by Huai Shi, the effective results were beyond ’outlandish’ descriptions.

[You just realized?]

Tong Ji’s inscription emerged on fate: [This is the legitimate usage, or did you truly believe Soloist was running a zoo in Hell?]

???

Huai Shi felt his mind couldn’t keep up.

[Do you remember what I said? The Path of Heavenly Questions, in the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy, assists Stigma and is responsible for logistics... Its core strength is ’sharing’!]

Tong Ji helplessly reminded: [You’re lucky to have the deluxe version, otherwise with your Berserker style, this account would have been abandoned long ago.]

The proper usage: starting from the First Stage, Ceremony Soul, it can spread malice and expand the Apocalypse. And during the Second Stage, Mountain Spirit, it evolves, sharing vitality. By the Third Stage, God of Fate, it combines both, nurturing growth in large groups while further sharing this power... Why else would I let you advance only after you gathered four kinds of insights?]

The genesis of life, the truth of void, the connection of souls, the phantom of yesterday...

At this point, her notes turned sarcastic: [Guess what the power you used on Ueno a few days ago would be called in ancient times?]

Huai Shi was stunned and carefully recalled.

After receiving the blessing of the Iron Crow, Ueno’s stamina doubled, and his energy was abundant, almost comparable to a Sublimator post-development phase. If his large group could further metamorphose, it would be like indirectly granting Stigma... just not completely integrated, nor has it undergone qualitative change.

Impenetrable by blades and immune to water and fire, isn’t it like inviting a god to possess... Wait!

His entire body went numb.

"God... possession?"

[That’s right~]

Without thinking, you can tell how gleeful Tong Ji is on the other end: [Dumbfounded? This is the Stigma that specializes in missionary work, an essential God Skill for illegal organizations, most suited for someone who relies on looks, much more than being an idol.]

You don’t think illegal organizations are just gangs, do you? Do you?

If this were ancient times, you’d already be a Saint Heir, Sect Hierarch, or Demigod in the World... Too bad, born at the wrong time... Hahahahaha.]

In silence, Huai Shi closed the Book of Fate, then tugged out The Sorrow of Index and wrapped it around ten times, adding two more locks, and stuffed it back into the soul.

He no longer wanted to speak to this woman...

When Yamashita walked into the office, he saw his group leader’s face turned into a complete dead fish, almost jumping in shock.

"Boss, what happened to you?" He instinctively reached for his gun and looked around, suspecting an enemy attack.

"No, nothing."

Huai Shi waved his hand gloomily: "Just happened to discover, the direction of my efforts and what I’m good at seem completely different... Life’s mysteries, Yamashita, ah, this strange sense of impact, is childhood the only time, or is it always this way?"

A million question marks popped out on Yamashita’s forehead, then he turned back to confirm the door behind him was indeed closed.

If the outside group, who worshipped the leader since birth, saw, their faith might collapse...

What was he originally going to say?

"Cough cough, Leader." Yamashita squeezed out a stern expression with difficulty: "The leaders of the Fukushima Group, Charity Association, and Wang Tang Group, whom you arranged for a meeting, have arrived. Do you think..."

"Oh, right! Right!"

Huai Shi finally perked up, pushed himself up from the chair, and rubbed his face: "Where are they?"

"In the meeting room." Yamashita said, "I feel they seem somewhat hostile; do you think..."

"No need, if they’re willing to come, there’s room for discussion. No need to intimidate or coerce, or else how’s it different from gang violence, cough cough... Right?"

Yamashita’s expression twitched as he scrutinized his leader’s smile.

You definitely meant to say gang violence, didn’t you?

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Earlier still, at the Fukushima Group headquarters, in the conference room, a cloud of gloom hung over.

The leaders who received the meeting request sat silently on their chairs, smoking in silence. No one spoke. After a long silence, the president of the Fukushima Group finally couldn’t stand it, snuffed out his cigarette, and coughed twice: "I think this wave from the Huaizhi Gang is hostile..."

"Who says otherwise?"

"Makes one uneasy."

"Yes, yes."

Several other leaders nodded in agreement, but after all the talk, it was like they had a recorder in their mouths, with nothing useful to say.

But everyone could feel the overwhelming pressure.

This matter seemed too strange.

They were comfortably at home, happily collecting protection fees—not earning much, but stable. Their routine was quite cozy until miraculously, they all received the trade proposal from the Huaizhi Gang simultaneously.

Offering high-end malls and bustling districts’ storefronts and richer territories in exchange for the vegetable market on their territory...