Outer City District, under a remote broken bridge.
"Hoo"
Lu Xun was gasping heavily, his breathing coarse.
His towering physique of 2.5 meters slowly "shrunk," the bulging demon muscles deflating like they had lost air, and his bones receding with a "crackling" sound.
In an instant, he exited the Ghost God form and reverted to normal form.
He looked down at his body, involuntarily sucking in a cold breath.
There were hundreds of appalling wounds and blood holes, covering his torso and limbs.
Many lacerations were deep enough to reveal bone, with blood continuously oozing out.
This extent of injury would warrant a trip to the ICU for any normal person.
But Lu Xun's movements were unaffected, even feeling that his body condition was quite good.
After reverting to normal form, his Life Level temporarily dropped from "Special Level" to "Middle Level," sliding down two Great Realms.
Despite the massive shrinkage in muscle dimension, his physical body remained formidable.
The appearance was that of a normal human body, but in fact, Lu Xun's muscles in normal form had ultra-high density, and his bone hardness rivaled super alloys.
[Traits: Fierce Power lv3, Rigid lv3, Vibration lv2, Burning lv2, Vitality lv3]
Even in normal form, he maintained Level 3 "Vitality," with exceptionally strong Life Force.
Minor mortal wounds can be ignored.
His blood-drenched appearance was just a bit terrifying.
If he returned home like this, his aunt and Xiao Yu would probably be scared to death!
"Splash~"
Lu Xun retrieved a massive waterproof travel bag from the river and checked it over.
After confirming the 120 million cash was still inside, he let out a sigh of relief.
This ticket was truly thrilling.
Old Octopus died.
Even Lu Xun himself almost fell in, but fortunately, the situation was salvaged at the last moment.
People die for wealth, birds die for food.
It proves that no matter how meticulous the plan is, unexpected incidents can occur... Watching the plane fly away through binoculars, yet it could return? That's absurd!
This is what they call man plans, but heaven decides.
The wisest choice is not to easily risk oneself from the beginning.
If Lu Xun's family wasn't in a desperate crisis, urgently needing the sixty million life-saving money, he would never have attempted this head-risking deal.
"The Orge Race genes have a large influence on my temperament..."
Lu Xun pursed his lips, recalling the previous bloody scenes in his mind, his face slightly pale.
Just earlier, he rampaged through the headquarters building, fighting fiercely, with emotions running high the entire time.
Inside, there was no fear or worry, nor hesitation or mercy, only resolute killing and soaring battle intent.
The violent factor imprinted in the DNA of the Orge Race urged Lu Xun to also become brutal, brave, and ferocious...
Now returning to normal form, various emotions flooded his heart.
Remembering those people's painful wails, their fear before death, the flying limbs... he couldn't help feeling nauseous.
This was his first time killing people, and he killed more than a dozen.
Although those people were lawless scoundrels who deserved to die.
Lu Xun still felt somewhat physically uncomfortable.
He stood under the broken bridge, taking deep breaths dozens of times, driving away those bloody images from his mind and adjusting his emotions.
Beep beep beep~
The communication device in the travel bag rang.
Lu Xun picked it up to see there were actually dozens of missed calls and voicemail messages.
He had stopped his aunt from "murdering her husband" in the morning and left without saying anything.
It's already early morning now, and he hasn't returned home or been in touch, his aunt must be very anxious.
With his uncle in that state, as one of the only two men in the family, if something happened to Lu Xun, this family would be finished.
[I'm fine, don't worry, I'll be home soon, you sleep early.] — He replied to his aunt with a message.
After tossing the communication device into the travel bag, Lu Xun jumped into the river with a "splash" to wash off the blood and grime.
Then, carrying the money, he left the broken bridge, naked and headed home.
There were many homeless people on the roadside in the Outer City District.
Lu Xun encountered quite a few on his way home.
He pulled out some bills and bought a set of old clothes from a middle-aged homeless man to cover his body adorned with scars.
Half an hour later, he successfully returned home.
Cre——ak
Lu Xun opened the door and walked in with the travel bag.
The lights were all turned on in the house.
He closed the door gently and tiptoed into the living room.
He saw his aunt curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees, with her head hanging low.
Evidently, she had been waiting for her nephew to come home, holding on until early morning before falling asleep unknowingly.
The dining table was filled with dishes, but they had all cooled completely.
Lu Xun's expression was complex, letting out an involuntary sigh.
In these three years, he'd witnessed this scene countless times.
But everything will end here.
From now on, no one will need to be so hard-pressed anymore.
Lu Xun put down the travel bag, then went to the room to get a blanket and gently draped it over his aunt.
'Goodnight, sweet dreams.'
He silently said in his heart.
Click~
Turned off the lights.
Returned to his bedroom.
After taking off his blood-stained clothes, Lu Xun dragged out a medical box from under the bed.
Opened the box and took out medical needles and thread, alcohol, cotton swabs.
First, he stitched up the few hideous wounds on his lower limbs, then his arms, waist and stomach, chest, shoulders, neck, forehead...
Feeling the needles and threads deftly penetrating the flesh "zipping" across, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath repeatedly.
But compared to the pain during evolution, this was nothing.
After stitching several dozen large and deep wounds, Lu Xun stopped.
"Can't reach the back, lazy to stitch small wounds, forget it, leave it be."
He muttered to himself.
Simply packed away the needles and threads, and wrapped some bandages casually.
Then climbed into bed, getting under the covers, and went straight to sleep!
A strong Life Force allows for such indulgence.
If it weren't for the concern of constantly bleeding and staining the sheets and bedding, Lu Xun wouldn't have bothered treating the wounds.
Too much happened today, he was too exhausted, so much so that as soon as his head touched the pillow, he sank into dreamland.
...
Next day.
Jiang Jingfei slowly awoke, drowsily opened her eyes, and stretched lazily.
Then she noticed the blanket covering her, and the neatly tidied dining table... only then did she react, suddenly sitting up from the sofa.
'Did Xiao Lu come home? This kid, he returned but didn't wake me, surely didn't have dinner last night...'
Her mind first thought of her nephew, hurriedly standing up, ready to check Lu Xun's bedroom.
Suddenly, something tripped her foot.
She looked down to see a large travel bag beside the sofa.
The bag was damp, seemingly stained with some blood too.
She hesitated for a moment, then gently opened the bag.
The next moment, she was stunned, her heart racing, body trembling uncontrollably, unable to believe what she saw.
The bag was filled with money... a lot of money!
A travel bag completely stuffed with stacks of cash!
Besides the piles of bundled cash, there were bars labeled "1000g" of Black Gold!
Black Gold, worth over ten thousand per gram, there were eleven kilograms stuffed in the bag!
How much does this all amount to? Over a hundred million? Oh my!
She had never seen so much money in her life!
Jiang Jingfei couldn't help but stop breathing abruptly.
Facing such wealth, the first thing to cross her mind wasn't her husband being saved, nor the family's improved life... but what price had Xiao Lu paid for it?!
This kind of windfall, surely requires risking one's life, right?
Whoosh——
She swiftly zipped up the travel bag, then ran anxiously towards her nephew's bedroom.