795’s face was red with excitement. “We task-takers also have sins, but with this thing, not only could we save our lives, but we could also escape the sins we are held accountable for by the heavenly law.”
“Once you get this crystal, depending on how many souls are in there is equivalent to the number of lives you have. Even if you killed innocent people, you won’t rack up any karma.”
Ning Shu: …
Holy sh*t, how could something so cheat-like exist?
If a task-taker got it, there was no fear of being wiped out. There was a soul inside anyway, which would substitute for the task-taker being wiped out.
Ning Shu’s heart was itching with desire. As she gazed at the brilliance of the stone, it felt even more gorgeous. She wanted to get this thing.
In the face of something so rare in the world, greed was infinitely magnified.
Ning Shu clenched her fist, and her nails dug into the palm of her hand, bringing up a wave of pain. It allowed her to calm down a bit. She swept a look at the indifferent face of the uncle and suddenly sighed in her heart.
Her chances of getting it were pretty slim. Besides, having something like this, where the task-taker could do almost anything, felt unrealistic any way she thought about it.
“Clap clap clap…” The sound of slow clapping suddenly appeared and echoed in the passageway.
The crowd looked towards the sound of clapping, only to see Pan Chen wearing a white priest costume. It had a dark color and wide sleeves. With his clean and cultured features, he looked like a polite ancient scholar.
“Pan Chen…”
“Aren’t you dead?”
Pan Chen said in a sagely manner, “Welcome to my Divine Stone Hall!”
“Pan Chen, did you kill all those people?” a club member couldn’t help but ask.
Pan Chen nodded. “Not all of them were killed by me, though.”
He then lowered his head and counted on his fingers. “Several people were killed by Fan Junyang, a few were killed by me, while some people took advantage of the chaos to kill.”
“The one riding the wooden horse was killed by the old woman, and the sawing was done by Xiao Lan.” Pan Chen complained, “Xiao Lan was really useless. I even gave her a pair of heavenly eyes, but she died just like that.”
Ning Shu: …
Were those the heavenly eyes?
They were clearly dead fish eye cataracts, okay?
“Are you still a human being? We’re all classmates. Why did you kill them?” someone indignantly shouted at Pan Chen.
Pan Chen asked rhetorically, “Why couldn’t I kill them?”
“Won’t there be guilt?”
“No. Besides, they weren’t all killed by me. I just provided some convenience,” said Pan Chen with a bashful look on his face.
When they saw Pan Chen like this, the crowd couldn’t help but be creeped out. He simply made killing look as normal as eating.
“Since you are here, I have to give you a little gift,” said Pan Chen gently.
As soon as he said that, the stone on the pillar emitted a dazzling light.
Ning Shu immediately felt as if her soul was leaving her body. A powerful suction force was trying to suck her body out.
Everyone held their heads and wailed in pain. The feeling of their souls being forcibly stripped from their bodies was too painful.
The uncle held the gun and squinted his eyes. He fired a shot at the stone, causing the stone’s light to suddenly dim. The power yanking their souls out also vanished.
Pan Chen looked at the gun in the uncle’s hand and asked with a frown, “What kind of gun is this?”
The uncle’s arm turned, and he fired two shots at Pan Chen. Pan Chen’s body moved a little, and his form darkened.
“This gun of yours can erase souls?” Pan Chen looked alert.
Ning Shu: …
What the hell was Pan Chen?
Why couldn’t he be killed?
Translator: Kaho
