“Let’s have a toast!”
Chen Shu didn’t dwell on the topic of fierce beasts any longer, instead picking up his wine glass.
Everyone raised their glasses with joyful smiles.
“It’s a shame Xiao Yu and the others aren’t here, otherwise we’d all be together.”
Chen Shu shook his head, a hint of regret in his eyes.
Xu Xingxing asked, “Are they not in Nanjiang City?”
“No.”
Chen Shu shook his head and said, “She, along with Xia Bing and Wang Qinghan, are in a Beast Taming team. They seem to be stationed in alternate dimensions long-term.”
Everyone nodded.
Even though their talents were slightly inferior, they had always been striving forward.
As they clinked glasses and the drinks flowed freely,
Everyone wore smiles, lounging on the rooftop, gazing at the bright moon, their hearts filled with a sense of peace.
Xu Xingxing murmured, “If only time could stop at this moment…”
“That won’t do!”
Chen Shu glanced at him and chuckled, “Wouldn’t that mean this brother could never break through to Legendary?”
“Chen Pi, seriously, what is your life’s ambition?”
A Liang asked with a smile, his hands clasped behind his head.
“Hmm…”
Chen Shu pondered for a moment and slowly replied, “To live as a Legendary-level fierce bandit!”
“…”
Everyone fell silent instantly. This guy’s original intention hadn’t changed one bit…
“By the way, I have something to sell you!”
Chen Shu suddenly stood up, a smile on his face, and scanned everyone with a peculiar gaze.
“What?”
Everyone was startled, their eyes showing a hint of confusion.
Just then, five vials containing a red medicinal liquid appeared before them!
“Hmm?”
Everyone was surprised. Given their extraordinary identities, they immediately recognized the Berserk Potions.
“Don’t say I don’t look out for you guys!”
Chen Shu grinned and said, “This is the Golden Fertilizer I’ve prepared for the official channels and major factions!”
“For us?”
A Liang’s eyes held disbelief, his gaze fixed on the red potion, fully understanding its immense value.
“What are you thinking?”
Chen Shu pouted and said, “Not ‘for’ you, but ‘to sell’ to you!”
“Uh… we can’t afford it…”
Wang Jue scratched his head, knowing full well the potion’s value was in the tens of billions, far beyond what a few Silver-rank cultivators could afford.
Chen Shu grinned, “How about a bandit’s loan?”
“…”
Everyone instantly became a little wary, sensing a hint of conspiracy.
Chen Shu shrugged and said indifferently:
“You don’t have to pay a cent now, but if something truly happens to you, all your inheritance will belong to me!”
“…”
Everyone was slightly stunned, feeling a strange sensation.
Wasn’t this practically giving it to them for free?
“Take one bottle each. Use it at a critical moment to save your wretched lives!”
Chen Shu looked at each person and said earnestly:
“This might sound a bit selfish, but I have to say it. Great chaos has arrived. Someone will always have to sacrifice, but I don’t want it to be you!”
“…”
Everyone fell silent, a touch of emotion in their eyes.
Now they understood why Chen Shu had demanded hard work fees from major factions and the authorities. Without doing so, such strategic resources would never have fallen into their hands.
“Take them!”
Chen Shu lay down on the ground, gazing at the moon in the sky, and said:
“Your inheritance is the price of the potions, but I hope no one has to pay it. This is the only chance you can default on your debt, cherish it.”
Everyone took a deep breath. Without uttering any overly sentimental words, they each put away their Berserk Potions.
The A Liang trio, along with Xie Su Nan and Fang Si, accounted for exactly five potions. As for Da Li, being an ordinary person, there was no need to waste one.
Chen Shu looked at everyone with a peculiar gaze.
Despite his formidable strength and nearly heaven-defying life-saving abilities, he couldn’t possibly save everyone’s life.
“This rampant beast crisis won’t end easily,”
Chen Shu said calmly. “Remember one thing: if you can’t win, run. Let others take the hit! Staying alive is hope!”
“…”
Everyone’s expressions were odd, knowing Chen Shu’s consistent philosophy had never wavered.
As long as his own life was guaranteed, he could play the savior and rescue others. But if his own life was at stake, he would prioritize escape…
Though a bit realistic, this was the thought of countless ordinary people, and there was no right or wrong to it.
Seeing the atmosphere grow a little somber,
Wang Jue said with a smile, “I don’t think the situation is that serious. With the number one powerhouse of Blue Star, the Old Master, around, we should believe before we question!”
“That’s true.”
Chen Shu’s face brightened, and he said, “Perhaps I’m thinking too grimly. The Old Master must have his own countermeasures.”
For a moment, everyone’s mood relaxed considerably.
They began to fantasize about life after the beast calamity ended, reminiscent of their youth after finishing the college entrance examination…
…
The next morning,
Chen Shu woke up groggily from his bed and immediately saw the Space Rabbit beside him idly hopping around.
“Hmm…”
He rubbed his head, gradually coming to his senses.
The others had already departed Nanjiang City, embarking on their new paths of growth…
Chen Shu took out two more Berserk Potions and muttered, “Old Qin and Old Liu should get one too…”
Given their strength, they likely wouldn’t receive any of the official thirty potions. Without the potions, their life-saving capabilities wouldn’t be very strong.
He shook his head, feeling a strange sense of being a kindergarten principal…
“Also, Uncle Fang and Minister Chen have helped me a lot. Every time I was in danger abroad, they were the ones who rescued me…”
Chen Shu’s mind began to recall those who needed potions, muttering:
“Ye Qing and Shen Wushuang don’t need them for now. They are almost retired and won’t be on the front lines… Xiao Yu and the others might need them…”
“I must save two bottles for myself… this cannot change…”
Chen Shu calculated and finally decided to give Fang Wei and Chen Qinghai one bottle each.
As for Xiao Yu and the other two, they could share one bottle, as the crisis they faced wasn’t too great.
“The potions are distributed, time for a vacation…”
Chen Shu stretched lazily, awaiting A Liang to send him a list of suitable alternate dimensions for hunting.
For the fierce beasts, this was akin to a death list…
As soon as he entered the living room, he saw his father, Chen Ping, watching television with great interest.
“Dad, what’s up? Any big news?”
“Your successor is on TV.”
“Successor? What do you mean?”
Chen Shu was slightly taken aback and looked at the television, his eyes widening instantly.
“Let’s congratulate the emergence of Nanjiang’s new generation of fierce bandits…”