Chapter 587: The Final Future

Ten years later.

Mu Sicheng sat on the curb with a skateboard in one hand, holding a cone and licking it as he watched the entertainment news on the big screen in the mall across the street - [Liu Jiayi, a nine-year-old child prodigy, has entered secondary school with highly educated parents, admitting that he was born with the child and has no knack for nurturing it].

"Tsk." Mu Sicheng spat with narrowed eyes, "This world of internal scrolls, you start reading at the age of three."

"Fourth Brother!" Liu Huai came over with a bag of fried chicken, sweating, and handed Mu Sicheng a bottle of Coke, "The Coke you wanted, fried chicken to eat?"

"Didn't I tell you not to buy fried chicken?" Mu Sicheng said with some displeasure.

"You invited me to eat fried chicken before, and I thought I never got to treat you back, so ......" Liu Huai scratched his head, and he gave Mu Sicheng a cautious look, "Fourth Brother, you're not happy, are you? "

"Not really." Mu Sicheng took the bag, took a bite out of it with two fingers, and then turned his head and gave Liu Huai a fierce look, "I told you not to keep such accounts."

"Are you going to buy me a kidney next time I give you something expensive as a favour?"

"...... What about your father's case?" Mu Sicheng saw that Liu Huai was still arguing with himself about the topic that they had argued about countless times, so he impatiently interrupted and changed the subject, "Did you win the case against the domestic violence offender?"

"It was a bit difficult to gather evidence, but the villagers were willing to testify." Liu Huai smiles coyly, "So it's going well."

"Do you still skateboard, Fourth Brother?"

Mu Sicheng sat up from the bench and threw his empty Coke can into the bin in a shooting pose, then clapped his hands together triumphantly, "Back to work."

"It's going to be finals, go back and revise, you draw me the key points, I'm basically not listening in class, I don't know how these teachers can talk so hypnotically ......"

"...... Fourth Brother, don't blame the teacher for your own sleepiness, you still have to listen well to your major ......"

Liu Huai said, glancing back at Liu Jiayi on the big screen in the commercial street, he was in a trance for a moment, Mu Sicheng followed his gaze and raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of which, this prodigy and you have the same surname eh, five hundred years ago they were family, right? "

"It feels like your sister."

"How can a brother like me have a sister who is so good?" Liu Huai laughs as he sighs a little and looks towards Liu Jiayi, who is wearing a small dress on the big screen and is being interviewed by the media in a decent manner, "But I do have some kinship with her, she's my cousin's daughter, her mother got into university that year and was called over by my dad to tutor me, but I was beaten up so badly by my dad at that time that I was afraid of whatever he did. scared."

"I was afraid she'd get beaten up when she came over as well, and I really didn't want to study, so then this was dropped."

"My cousin is very smart, and her daughter is really good too." Liu Huai smiled very gently as he looked at Liu Jiayi, "I have an eye for Jiayi and always feel that she and I might actually be brother and sister in one life."

"But it's still not better."

Liu Huai smiles with a brow arched: "Otherwise she would have to suffer a lot to be my sister."

Mu Sicheng was just about to say something when his phone rang and he looked down to see - [Caller: Yuan Qingqing].

He paused for a moment before picking up, "Hello?"

"Hello? Mu Sicheng." Yuan Qingqing's voice was as serious as ever, "The class dinner is this Saturday at 6pm, and there are currently thirty-six visitors, so you are invited to come."

Mu Sicheng, while speechless at the tone of what a business invitation this is, spat, "...... Didn't we get together last month, and then again this month?"

"It's Mr. Ren's 60th birthday this month, so we're all getting together to celebrate his birthday." Yuan Qingqing explained seriously, "I've looked at the exam schedule of your college, you have an exam next week, right? If it's urgent and you need to revise, I'll help you Mr. Xiang explain, so you don't have to make up this point, you can congratulate your teacher alone when the time comes and the thought is there."

"...... I'm pretty much done reviewing, it's not like I can't go." Mu Sicheng's toes stomped twice on his skateboard and asked charmingly, "Do you bring family?"

Yuan Qingqing was crisp and clear: "Bring, he's coming with me."

Mu Sicheng was silent for a twisted minute, angry: "He's a man, why is he so clingy! He has to go with you on everything, can't he leave you a little privacy!"

"......?" Yuan Qingqing was confused, "He's with me, what's wrong?"

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath: "It's nothing, I'll be there then too, please let me know."

He paused, "Class president."

"It's what I should do." Yuan Qingqing gave one more instruction, "To come to dinner on Saturday, remember to study more and don't fail your classes."

Mu Sicheng hangs up the phone, squats down and repeatedly pushes his skateboard twice, his whole being falling into a kind of fleshly emo. Liu Huai next to him pats Mu Sicheng's shoulder sympathetically, he is already used to this intermittent state of lost love from his opponent.

"Learn to let go, Fourth Brother."

Mu Sicheng gets up, clips his skateboard angrily and points ahead, "Go, go back and review!"

A group of tall, well-trained men in civilian clothes walked past Mu Sicheng, led by a man with dark blue eyes who stared sternly ahead as the voice of another man came over his headset.

" Team Tang, the heretics have entered the mall, we have cleared the cinema of visitors and the rear infiltration squad has cooperated."

Tang Erda takes a deep breath: "The former Team Fang Ng is also ready to collect ......"

A sudden noise erupted in the mall in front of him and Tang Erda, with a glint in her eye, rushed in and then stared at Cen Buming, who had finished housing the heretics.

Tang Erda lowered her eyes to the box of heretics being stepped on by Cen Buming and ground her back teeth before she reluctantly lowered her temper and spoke, "This seems to be the heretic we've been staring at, Team Cen."

"Hmm." Cen Buming gave a slightly cold nod, "Took you in, no thanks."

Tang Erda took a deep breath as he lifted those untamed dark blue eyes and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a bit of inappropriate aggression.

Su Yang at the other end also saw the situation and was helpless to discourage him, " Team Tang, calm down!"

"Don't start a fight with Team Cen in public!"

"It's okay to have a confrontation without being in a public place, right?" Tang Erda stared obscurely Buming at Cen Buming's back as he returned triumphantly with the heretic in tow, "Can I beat him up in his cubicle at the Heretic's Bureau?"

"If you want to get cut by Team Fang." Su Yang sighed helplessly.

Tang Erda's back stiffened when she heard the name Team Fang.

" Team Fang just beat you both up for fighting last time." Su Yang held her forehead, "It's only been a week, Team Tang, and you're still injured, right?"

"Cen Buming is still wounded, and he's taking it upon himself to cause trouble!" Tang Erda was full of anger, "I told you that we have to divide the field missions among the three teams, it's like taking his job, he's crazy to take the field missions assigned to us, what's wrong with him?!"

"It won't pay him a penny more to take in one more heretic!"

In the meantime, above the mall.

Muke, exquisitely dressed, was propped up against the fence, his long eyelashes dropping as he looked out over the mall at the heretics coming and going, and his tone was cold: "Who's that?"

"Why do you say let's shut down the mall just to shut it down?"

"Some people from the special department." The butler explained in a cold sweat, wondering in his heart how this young master with his volatile temperament suddenly had the nature to patrol his family's chain of malls today, "It's normal procedure."

"Oh yeah?" Muke returned nonchalantly, his eyes dropping in boredom, "All right, go back."

"I don't want to go to the party tonight."

The butler was shocked: "Young master, this is not possible, the master has been preparing for half a year for this banquet, just to launch you as the Mu family's heir!"

" The heir to the Mu family." Muke sneered twice in a meaningful Buming way, "That's not what he thought when I was in bad health."

The housekeeper sighed with mixed feelings and said periodically, "But aren't you getting better now."

"It must have been a blessing from God that you became healthy."

Muke pauses for a moment.

God's blessing?

When he was unhealthy he did want the position of heir to the Mu family very badly, but when he got better he got everything he wanted, but he was extremely bored with everything he saw.

-- it was as if they had been traded for the most important thing he had.

He was always irritable and empty inside.

Muke was quiet: "I don't want to go to the party."

"Let his own bastard son come."

The housekeeper was alarmed and followed Muke's lead, discouraging him with a stern word of advice: "You can't be so capricious, Mr. Mu ......"

In the meantime, the Heresy Handling Authority.

"You're too willful and presumptuous." Lu Yizhan, sitting inside the Heretic Authority, was also speechless, leaning against the wall with his chest clutched, looking at Cen Buming, who was healing in the medical room, and asking helplessly, "Why do you always go and rob the heretics of the third team?"

Cen Buming purses his lips with a grimace.

Yu Fu, wearing a white coat, gave Cen Buming a gentle glance: "Tell me if it hurts?"

--then a hard stitch.

Lu Yizhan was so shocked that he looked at Cen Buming, who was just a little bit paler, and felt a little bit of sympathy: "Fang Dian beat you up, why don't you listen?"

--And you've messed with Fang Dian, Team Yu has been hard on you for treatment, so it's double torture!

Lu Yizhan exclaims, "Why are you so stubborn? ......"

Cen Buming pauses: "I just ......"

"I always feel that if I take in one less heretic, a lot of things will happen, and I have to take in a lot of heretics, non-stop, in order to do that."

Seeing Lu Yizhan and Yu Fu both staring at him, Cen Buming pursed his lips and looked away, his voice stiff: "...... Just some premonitions of my own."

"I won't next time."

"There haven't been that many heretics lately that we need to be nervous about Team Cen to this extent, have there?" Yu Fu smiled as he collected his healing equipment, "It's all within normal limits."

"The number of heretics before was indeed abnormally high, but after a certain point it became largely normal, within the load of the Heretic Authority, although there were still a large number of dangerous heretics of the red level, but-"

"- There are Fang Dian and Xie Ta, two humanoid weapons that can handle oh."

" Xie Ta ?" Cen Buming frowned at the name, "I still don't approve of Team Fang using him as a member of the heretic intake."

"He's a heretic in his own right and also prone to contamination, and even with a surveillance ring there's no guarantee he won't get completely out of control ......"

As he spoke, Xie Ta, with a thumb-thick black surveillance ring around his neck, wearing a Heretic's Authority uniform and boots, walked through the doorway, a man with a long, elongated body and a special black invisible eye, but still with a silver-blue halo around the edge of his pupil, a man who, even in his regular uniform, had a strange coldness and inhumanity about him.

Perhaps because of her distinguished face, Xie Ta always looks cold and unpopular.

Even now, when he hears Cen Buming talking about him behind his back, Xie Ta's eyes do not wander, and he walks through the door of the medical room without a glance.

Cen Buming who was caught red-handed talking small talk: "......"

"Team Cen should learn how to deal with colleagues properly. Yu Fu smiles and jokes, "It's not a good idea to talk about your colleagues behind their backs, otherwise you'll get beaten up by them in a sack one day if you hear about it again."

Cen Buming, who has already been beaten up by Tang Erda in a sack: "......"

Xie Ta lowered her eyelashes and knocked gently on the door of the office of the Commander of the Judicial Cross.

Fang Dian's cheerful reply soon came from inside: "Xie Ta, right? Please come in!"

Xie Ta pushed the door and walked in. Wu Ruishu was guarding the desk, clutching a file, and pushed his glasses up in a formal manner, bowed to Xie Ta as a greeting, then turned to Fang Dian and said, "The number of heretics has indeed gradually returned to normal recently, far less than before. Team 3 field teams are currently investigating."

"I see." Fang Dian nodded as she took the papers Wu Ruishu handed her and said with a smile, "It's hard work, I'll just read the rest myself."

Wu Ruishu blushed and waved his hand excitedly: "It's not hard Team Fang!"

"I, I'm going out first!"

He avoided Xie Ta when he walked past, and it was clear that he was still a bit scared.

"He's not quite used to working with you yet." Fang Dian smiled as she put down her papers and made a gesture to Xie Ta to sit, "How are you getting used to working at the Heretics Authority?"

" Spades, or do you prefer the name Tavel?"