The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins
Chapter 72 - 72: Child of Destiny

"Oh, did it cause you any trouble?"

Stuffing the silver note from the briefcase into his pocket, Zhu Haomiao asked casually.

Understanding the deeper meaning in the young man's words, Wilson replied solemnly.

"No, Lord Murray, who owned these assets, has disappeared. Many people are dividing his wealth, I just got the biggest piece without arousing anyone's suspicion."

"That's good..."

Zhu Haomiao nodded slightly, about to turn and leave, but suddenly seemed to remember something, flicking his thumb lightly.

"A reward for you."

Buzz~

The vibration of the metal in the air let out a crisp hum, as a dazzling gold light drew a beautiful arc across the air, landing precisely in Wilson's palm.

In an instant, a dark glow burgeoned in Wilson's eyes, and the gold coin in his palm gradually melted into a viscous, inky black liquid, seeping into his skin bit by bit, converging toward his head through his veins.

The pitch-black veins, like living creatures, protruded and wriggled upwards from his palm, spreading up to his neck, growing like tree roots until they covered his entire face.

Looking at that face, twisted like an evil spirit, Zhu Haomiao sensed genuine joy, pleasure, and satisfaction in his eyes... as if his very existence was for these little gold coins!

Curling his lips coldly, Zhu Haomiao shook his head disdainfully and pityingly.

Such foolish greed, unable to even perceive one's own transformation...

In the young man's leisurely lament, several minutes passed before the anomalies surrounding Wilson slowly calmed, and the wormlike blood vessels on his face gradually faded, restoring him to the appearance of an elegant, detached gentleman.

And by this time, Zhu Haomiao could not only sense his location from a distance, but, under concentrated thought, could even observe the surrounding situation through his eyes and ears.

Tsk... how is this more and more like the means of an Evil God controlling his believers?

I'm clearly a sunny, cheerful young man!

With a disdainful curl of his lips, Zhu Haomiao flicked his cape and turned to leave, leaving Wilson to bow deeply behind him, holding his hat to his chest.

Several minutes later, the young man familiarly arrived at the [Yanhuang Armory], opened the door, and saw Senior Brother Wang sitting idly at the front desk reading a newspaper.

"Senior Brother Wang, why aren't you playing with the tablet today?"

Hearing the teasing, Senior Brother Wang looked up and saw a familiar face, humorously retorting.

"That tablet is a [True Object], and currently there's only one in the entire Illusion Realm, so I can only play with it during non-working hours."

As he spoke, Senior Brother Wang suddenly noticed the color of the emblem on the young man's chest, his eyes widened, and he sat up straight.

"You've been promoted?"

Following his gaze to his own chest, Zhu Haomiao smiled calmly.

"Yes, a small advancement."

Senior Brother Wang took a sharp breath and muttered.

"Less than two Virtual Moons, no, taking away the time for returning and readjusting, less than one Virtual Moon, and you've been promoted to Bronze?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao looked at him with pure and innocent eyes, asking naively.

"Is it difficult?"

Most of my time was spent digesting, and I only really 'cultivated' for a couple of days...

No, to be precise, it was only a few hours!

Senior Brother Wang: "..."

I spent one full Virtual Year back then!

The teacher even praised me for being outstanding!

With a twisted expression, Senior Brother Wang gave a dry laugh.

"No... not difficult, for you [God's Destiny] it's basic operation."

"Oh."

Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully, watching Senior Brother Wang beside him gnash his teeth in dismay.

Curse those [God's Destiny] elites, may you never find a girlfriend in your life!!!

"By the way, where's Senior Brother Feng? I have something to discuss with him."

Mentioning business, Senior Brother Wang quickly suppressed his inner jealousy, pointing to a nearby reception room.

"He's receiving guests, you should wait a moment, he should be out soon."

"Oh? What illustrious guest requires Senior Brother Feng to personally receive them?"

After a few encounters, Zhu Haomiao already understood Senior Brother Feng's status. As the head of [Yanhuang Armory] in this world, he is basically like the company president and generally would not easily receive guests.

Unless... that guest is very special, with a status noble enough that the top leader must personally appear to be considered appropriate.

Curious, he peered towards the reception room, but the blinds blocked all prying eyes, forcing Zhu Haomiao to withdraw his gaze in resignation.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Wang's eyes rolled slyly, and he handed over his newspaper with ill intent.

"Care to read the news? Little Britain is causing trouble again lately."

Taking the newspaper from Senior Brother Wang, Zhu Haomiao solemnly corrected him.

"It's Great Britain, at least for now, we can't be racially discriminatory..."

But when he spread the newspaper open, the full pages of English stung his eyes, making him barely able to glance at the headline with difficulty.

"Sick man of East Asia?"

Patient... East Asia...

Sick man of East Asia?!!

Zhu Haomiao's eyes bulged, and a burst of anger surged from his chest but was then quickly suppressed by his strong [Dao Heart].

Don't let emotions show, stay calm! Stay calm!

According to the Global Transcendent Morality Charter, the behavior of Illusion Realm natives cannot be blamed on descenders...

What a load of crap!!

I'll beat the hell out of those Little Britain scum!

Viciously crumpling the newspaper into a ball, Zhu Haomiao frowned at the gloating Senior Brother Wang.

"When they're taunting us so blatantly, don't you guys have any reaction?"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Wang shrugged both hands.

"I'm a staff member of the Ascension Competition Organizing Committee; others are also in public service roles, and we can't act without higher approval."

Finishing, he gave Zhu Haomiao a meaningful wink.

"But you guys are different, you're still minors, what kind of bad intention can little kids have? Even if you make a tiny mistake, the country will only forgive you~"

Understanding Senior Brother Wang's instigation, Zhu Haomiao thought for a moment, furrowing his brow in difficulty.

Finding a way to retaliate is a major problem, it must be open and forceful while not leaving any handle on oneself, and the hardest part is to strike those mouthy natives until they concede sincerely!

But... with the current international situation, those guys will always be stubborn!

Even if I beat them to death and nail them in coffins, they'll still shout from their graves with decayed vocal cords: 'Such a trifling fatal wound, it's nothing! The sick man of East Asia is just a loser~'

Envisioning that scene, Zhu Haomiao's handsome features all scrunched into a frown.

Without discourse power, they can freely invert black and white, slander and defame you, while you're gagged, unable to refute.

"Senior Brother Wang, what do you think might be a small mistake I could accidentally make?"

"Emmm... honestly, I don't have a very concrete plan, besides maybe beating up every famous foreigner in this world one by one..."

Senior Brother Wang smacked his lips in resignation, sighing helplessly.

"But that would most likely provoke the [Child of Destiny] of this plane, and you'd definitely die a horrible death..."

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