As the Eternal Life Society's envoy was beaten to death alive by a thug in a suit, his sister Ji Jingyi was no longer so tense. The heightened security around the residential complex was withdrawn as well, leaving only a few necessary sentry posts.
Over the next day, Huo Yuanhong practiced his divine strength while watching the news, looking for somewhere he could get some medicinal products classified as controlled substances.
During that time, Ji Sheng's father called again, telling him to make a polished résumé when he had time and send it over. He said Uncle Wang was referring him internally for a job.
Naturally, Huo Yuanhong ignored him. As a dignified divine-strength expert, how could he possibly go work a job?
"Scritch, scritch, scritch, scritch, scritch...!"
Looking at the raw egg he had peeled with his fingernails, its inner membrane completely unbroken, Huo Yuanhong nodded slightly.
His skill had improved by another fraction.
After watching a video, he got an idea and bought some eggs to practice the tendon-severing, bone-dislocating hand of divine strength. The results were highly satisfying.
The only issue was that he peeled too many eggs—dozens a day, far more than he could eat.
At first, he gave some to the neighbors, but after spotting a pile of eggs in a neighbor's garbage bag, he stopped. He fed them all to the two dogs used for drug trials instead.
Time passed quietly, until the arrival of one person on the following night sent undercurrents surging through Black Bear City of Silver Moon once more.
At a hospital fifty or sixty li from Huo Yuanhong's residence, Wang Jingdu, who was recovering from his injuries in a ward, woke from sleep. Just as he was about to pour himself a glass of water, he suddenly shuddered