Super Gene: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle Chapter 9

Liu Chuang jumped three feet high, grinning like a goofy puppy.

He had only heard the news and was then egged on by some newly recruited underlings to give it a try.

He didn't hold out much hope himself.

After all, he knew exactly what kind of person he was.

He dropped out of high school, and after starting work, he realized how tough society was to navigate. By then, it was too late. He'd peeled screen protectors, hauled bricks on construction sites, and finally, because the foreman wouldn't pay him, he led a group to demand their wages and beat the guy up. It was like a switch had flipped, and he went down that irreversible path.

At first, he was cautious, but gradually he realized that you had to be ruthless to get by in this society. If you weren't, you'd just be trampled underfoot. Plus, he didn't know if he really had a backer. Every time he got caught during a fight, he was always the first one released.

But he really couldn't remember having any high-ranking officials as relatives?

After he gained a reputation, his fights became more and more brutal.

During this process, his immunity from punishment seemed to be real, and he had become increasingly certain of it in the past couple of days.

But just when he thought he truly had a backer and that as long as he didn't kill anyone, even breaking a leg or an arm would be fine, and he could just act recklessly, he actually got into a big company!

He wouldn't have to struggle anymore!

Just kidding.

If you can get a decent, legitimate job, who would still be messing around in the streets?!

"Hmm?"

Zhao Xin grunted.

"Ah? Zhao, Xin, Xin, Uncle Xin, what's up?" Liu Chuang stammered, lowering his stance as he asked.

"Mm, Chuangzi, if there are no problems, let's sign the contract now." Zhao Xin deliberately put on a superior air.

"Ah? Okay, okay, okay, hehe, thanks, Uncle Xin."

Liu Chuang smiled and signed.

"Oh, right, the contract you're signing is a bit special. Are you willing to accept paid overtime? Triple pay."

"Overtime? Paid? Triple?! No problem!"

"I'd work myself to death for it!"

Liu Chuang shouted.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and sign."

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, hehe."

"Right, Chuangzi, remember to follow orders from now on. As for certain bad habits, hehe, we're old acquaintances, you know my temper. I won't make things difficult for you then, I'll just dock your pay, how about that?"

Zhao Xin said with a sly grin.

Liu Chuang straightened his back.

"Dock my pay?!"

"Don't worry, I'll disband them right away."

"Good, that's all I need to hear."

"..."

"This is Liu Chuang's activity trajectory and specific information for the past two days. We've discovered..."

Chapter Ten: Subduing Liu Chuang

"...With Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang already in place, the probability is low. I suspect..."

"Has Han Fei guessed something?"

The speaker was a tall, hot blonde woman with a cold expression on her delicate face.

"Given his current uncontrollable nature, I believe we should guide Liu Chuang."

Her words, spoken while wearing white gauze gloves, were somewhat grave.

Dukao looked at the image of Liu Chuang on the screen, his brow furrowed.

He saw Liu Chuang excitedly joining the security department, while Han Fei hadn't appeared at all.

"Lian Feng, do you really think Han Fei inherited alien heritage?"

Dukao suddenly asked.

His tone held a hint of surprise.

Lian Feng pondered for a moment, then slowly shook her head. "I'm not sure. But whether he did or not, we can't act rashly."

"Hoo~ You're right. Enhance surveillance. As for Liu Chuang, guide him appropriately and see if Han Fei contacts him before making a decision."

Lian Feng glanced at the screen, subconsciously wanting to say something.

Perhaps that Liu Chuang's value as the Nuo Xing War God shouldn't be used for a trial, but then she remembered that this was just an unactivated gene, and they were monitoring it...

"Yes."

Lian Feng retreated.

Dukao stared at the screen for a long time without speaking.

On the other side.

Han Fei was also observing.

He wanted to see if they would make a move regarding Liu Chuang. No, they definitely would, but what kind of move would it be, and how big?

He was trying to gauge their attitude.

Several days passed.

During this time, besides chatting with Qi Lin occasionally and handling some affairs, Han Fei had no contact with Liu Chuang.

As for Deno, they seemed to have only increased their surveillance.

Han Fei decided to escalate his probing.

So, one day.

"Cough, cough."

"Hello, boss!"

"Cough, cough, cough." The cough became more urgent.

"Boss?"

Han Fei looked speechlessly at the tall, burly man in a black security uniform, who now had a fawning expression.

"Liu Chuang, sit down."

Han Fei said cordially.

Liu Chuang was flattered and a little overwhelmed.

Although they had had unpleasantness before, the other man was now in a high position, and he was eating under his command. Such a kind attitude naturally made him feel uneasy.

"Chuangzi, do you have a dream?"

Han Fei stopped Liu Chuang's movement, poured two cups of black tea, and handed one to Liu Chuang.

Liu Chuang's back was straight. He froze for a moment when he heard Han Fei's words, then a flicker of understanding flashed in his eyes. He said loudly, as if making a vow, "My dream is to be a security guard for the Black Star Group. I've already achieved it. Next, I will dedicate my..."

"Stop, stop, stop."

"I'm asking about your real dream. Do you know how I got to where I am today? It's because I have a dream!"

Not really!

"I'm asking about your dream now because I want to know your thoughts. Don't worry, I'm just asking. So many days have passed, and you should be familiar with our group's regulations. I won't mess with you because of this."

Han Fei said seriously.

Liu Chuang seemed a little stunned, as if puzzled by Han Fei's frankness, or perhaps he was contemplating.

After a long while.

"Actually, I don't really have any dreams. My childhood dreams were just to be a scientist or a soldier like everyone else. When I got older, I just wanted to enjoy the admiration and respect of others. But in this society, you need money for that. I wasn't good at studying, and my temper was too explosive, so I dropped out of school, thinking I could make a name for myself, but..."

Liu Chuang's face was full of bitterness.

"My current situation is the complete opposite of my original intentions. No one respects me; they only fear and loathe me..."

"After all these years, I don't really have any dreams. If I had to say, it would just be to live well. Yes, to live well with money. And if possible, to live respected would be even better."

"Good! That's very well said!"

Han Fei applauded, looking at him with affirmation.

"I can help you!"

"Liu Chuang, I think highly of you. You're a talented person, don't let yourself be buried!"

"Money? I have plenty of it. I can let you return home in glory!"

"Respect? Become a supervisor, a minister, even a director. Once you have money, you can invest in some charities, and people will naturally respect you!"

"So, Liu Chuang, are you with me?"

Han Fei's words pierced Liu Chuang's heart like a venomous snake.

However.

These words sounded too illusory.

He didn't have much education, and his past identity wasn't glorious. Why should he pay such a great price? Could it be...

His past experience in the underworld told him that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Did he have value?

The other party was painting such a grand picture, perhaps they just wanted him to be a scapegoat.

But.

Money, respect, and a life with dignity.

How wonderful.

This is an opportunity.

"Boss, may I ask why?"

In the end, Liu Chuang decided to be direct. Hesitation wasn't his style!

He wouldn't dare do anything as shady as murder!

And he didn't want to!

Han Fei leaned back in his chair.

He turned.

And looked out the window at the sky.

"You can think of it as an alliance, or an investment."

"Investment?"

"Knowing too much now isn't good for you, but it's not what you're thinking, like killing, framing, and then abandoning you," Han Fei glanced at him.

Liu Chuang gave an awkward laugh.

"Well, it's hard not to overthink it."

Han Fei didn't mind, waving his hand.

"In short, it's an investment in your future. Are you willing?"

Liu Chuang gritted his teeth.

He thought about his own bleak twenty-something years.