Li Cheng nodded in agreement. Without using the worm gene to alter his appearance, he still looked like the cartoonist Jiang Wanyong.
"How did you... When did you..."
Jiang Shaoxi glanced at the sci-fi styled mechanical arm on Li Cheng’s back and the rusty machete weighing dozens of kilograms in his hand, then at the motorcycle underneath Li Cheng exuding a fierce and evil aura, her words faltering.
"In the past few months, a lot has happened. In short, I signed a contract with aliens and became a Masked Rider dedicated to protecting justice and peace."
Li Cheng explained without batting an eye, causing Prosecutor Kim standing beside him to internally ridicule,
So having a motorcycle makes you a Masked Rider? And he’s not even fully armored. Talking about guarding justice is nonsense; the ease with which he killed members of the Spirit Sect in that building was shocking. No fool would believe such talk.
Jiang Shaoxi paused, then nodded, "Oh, is that so."
She actually believed it.
Prosecutor Kim felt like thunder was rolling in his head, feeling both baffled and uneasy — he didn’t know that Li Cheng had stealthily activated the [Misleading Slander] skill, temporarily boosting his Charm.
"I’m glad you’re safe."
Li Cheng paused, then asked with concern, "Anyway, why did the Spirit Sect kidnap you and call you a Goddess? And where is the child you were carrying?" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novelFɪre.net
Jiang Shaoxi was detained in a private room, carefully tended to by attendants, and considering the substantial effort the Spirit Sect spent constructing a corpse model to settle the disappearance case, their attitude towards Jiang Shaoxi seemed... respectfully reverent?
Otherwise, they could have just kidnapped Jiang Wanyong, who had been investigating the disappearances, and stuffed him into an empty oil drum filled with cement then thrown into the sea.
Mentioning this, Jiang Shaoxi bit her lip and quietly said, "Husband, you should know about my twin sister Jiang Zhihui who died at the age of fourteen.
She was born with me, and since childhood, we could see things others couldn’t see or understand, such as ghosts, evil spirits, and even the moment of others’ deaths."
Jiang Shaoxi’s voice was strained, "Our parents weren’t religious and they didn’t allow us to talk about those things. Zhihui wanted me to step forward, to prove that I could also see the strange things she saw, but I backed down at the time, which led to her being confined in a mental hospital for delusional disorder, and she committed suicide four years later."
Jiang Shaoxi had only told her husband about her prematurely deceased sister, never mentioning the specific cause of death. She murmured, "After her death, I lost that ability, until four months ago, when I heard her voice again."
"Wait, four months ago?"
Li Cheng calculated the time. Four months ago, Jiang Wanyong and his wife’s eldest daughter, Jiang Meixi died in the SEWOL ferry disaster. Before that, the year Jiang Zhihui died was exactly when the Spirit Sect was established.
"Yes," Jiang Shaoxi said bitterly, "She told me she doesn’t hate me, that she found a broader world after death, understanding her mission — the apocalypse is near, and she and I are Goddesses descended from Heaven to the mortal world, meant to lead those qualified mortals back to Heaven. And because I am a Heavenly Being, my daughter couldn’t stay in the mortal world either."
Li Cheng didn’t have much to say about this delusional talk; South Korea had always been a bizarre country cloaked in modernity, with underground sects more outrageous than the next.
"To lead qualified mortals back to Heaven to escape the apocalypse... So the Spirit Sect was actually founded by your sister behind the scenes."
Li Cheng deduced the truth, his emotions still stable, "And because Heavenly Beings cannot stay in the mortal world, the Spirit Sect orchestrated that maritime disaster, taking advantage of Meixi’s high school graduation trip to kill her."
Prosecutor Kim, who had been listening, got up from the ground and awkwardly said, "I’m a prosecutor from the Seoul Prosecution Office, not affiliated with
Liu Chengzhe and his group. I’ve been infiltrating the enemy camp and gathering evidence, trying to bring them down.
Recently, I also heard some rumors about the Blue House, the President has been secretly meeting a high school girl holding a baby at a private club, discussing the apocalypse."
[Stage Two Mission Objective "Find Jiang Shaoxi" Complete]
[You may now leave the script world or accept the next stage mission objective]
[Stage Three Mission Objective: Go to Beihan Mountain Club and kill Jiang Zhihui]
[Mission Reward 1: Experience Points 800]
[Mission Reward 2:_Game Coin 1000]
Hidden mission objective?
This was the first time Li Cheng had received such a system notification, and what surprised him more was yet to come.
[Mission Reward 3: Randomly take away the highest Quality item and one Skill from Jiang Zhihui’s Backpack.]
Li Cheng took a deep breath, Jiang Shaoxi’s twin sister Jiang Zhihui, who had died at age fourteen yet returned in an unknown manner, was undoubtedly a Transcendent.
She could take the form of a Spiritual Body, separate from her physical body, run to Japan from South Korea, and covertly establish the Spirit Sect, influencing a large group of people. She could even create paper Shikigami, allowing ordinary people to summon demons.
But the term used in Mission Reward 3, "Backpack,"
pointed to an undeniable fact — Jiang Zhihui, was a player recognized by the killing field system.
[Mission Time Limit: 2 hours]
[Mission Failure Penalty: None]
The system broadcast ended there, and Li Cheng slowly exhaled a breath, then turned to Jiang Shaoxi and said, "Can you still walk?"
"Drive to this address, I’ll meet up with you within two hours."
Li Cheng showed the map on his phone to Jiang Shaoxi, then turned to Prosecutor Kim, searching his wallet, business card, and identification from him, "Prosecutor Kim, right? Please escort her for me. I’ve recorded your information, if she encounters any mishap, I will find you and then kill you."
His mundane threat came with an unmatched persuasive power from his voice.
Prosecutor Kim’s heart skipped a beat for a few seconds, managing only a difficult nod.
Watching Li Cheng remount his motorcycle, Jiang Shaoxi instinctively asked, "Where are you going?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" Li Cheng pressed the button, and with a smile amid the roaring engine noise said, "Fulfilling a father’s duty."
Amid cries of surprise from the riverside crowd, the heavily armoured vehicle charged down the riverbank and raced north across the river surface.