Chapter 791 - 676: The Chosen Deputies

Chapter 791: Chapter 676: The Chosen Deputies

This time, the infusion of the light pillar was faster, disappearing almost within two to three seconds.

Those who received the blessing impatiently landed back on the ground, excitedly trying out their newfound abilities.

Someone immediately unleashed the ability they just acquired, pushing off rapidly.

Their speed was indeed noticeably faster and their movements more agile, but... behind them, the eye-catching, visible, bizarre Ghost Shadow, like Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji had, did not appear, only an increase in speed.

Similarly, someone punched their own body, feeling as if physical defense was enhanced, but it was nowhere near the miraculous effect of Blade Armor that could even reflect damage.

What is going on? Is the gap really this wide?

Quick-thinking individuals immediately placed their hands on the sphere of light again to check the abilities they had received.

The light sphere swiftly provided a clear explanation:

[Soul-Seeking Step]: Significantly enhances speed and agility. Can be upgraded to [Ghost Shadows]. Requires 2000 blessing points for advancement. (Current blessing points: 0)

[Turtle Skin Skill]: Increases basic physical defense and can absorb some force. Can be upgraded to [Blade Armor]. Requires 3000 blessing points for advancement. (Current blessing points: 0)

At the same time, the introduction to [Soul-Seeking Step] and [Turtle Skin Skill] on the light sphere also became clearly readable, listed below [Ghost Shadows] and [Blade Armor], forming a clear skill tree.

Everyone, including those who just received blessings and those who did not, stared intently at the words on the light sphere.

"So that’s how it is; there’s a difference between blessings too. But no matter what, it’s better than getting nothing at all."

The "guaranteed" deputies who received blessings thought with a mix of bitterness and sweetness in their hearts.

Those deputies who received nothing were left with only the thought of wanting to die: "..."

Envy, jealousy, dissatisfaction, desire, urgency... all kinds of emotions silently spread and fermented among the crowd.

Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji stood by the light sphere, basking in the complex gazes of the people, being the top-ranked "Saints".

The twenty people who received initial blessings, after brief excitement, immediately felt immense pressure and discontent, their gazes shifting between the light sphere and their own hands, pondering how to acquire blessing points.

Meanwhile, those who received nothing looked grim, clenching their fists, feeling a massive crisis and fear of abandonment.

They must do something, must gain "divine favor" faster!

The seeds of competition, without any verbal encouragement, were quietly and imperceptibly sown in every deputy’s heart by Feng Mu at this moment, and began to grow and spread wildly.

In the pure white hall, only the heavy breathing of the crowd and the ever-flashing allure of the floating light sphere remained...

Luo Ji suddenly opened his eyes.

It was as if someone drowning had emerged to the surface, his consciousness abruptly pulled back to reality from that vast expanse of pure white space.

The hospital’s disinfectant smell wafted into his nose, alongside the surrounding cacophony of voices, electronic beeps of the number caller, and the faint sound of wheels rolling across the floor.

He blinked, a bit disoriented as he looked at the electronic number sign hanging on the wall. The numbers had barely changed, with only a second having passed, yet he felt as if summoned by the Lord for several hours.

"That white space... and that massive light sphere, and the myriad abilities inside the light sphere..."

After a brief moment of disorientation, an intense heat and desire erupted in Luo Ji’s eyes.

This desire was even stronger than those deputies in the corridor who received nothing and could only watch others.

It’s precisely because he was favored by the "Lord", having personally felt the warmth and vast power during the infusion of Holy Light, that he more firmly believes than anyone else that the abilities displayed within the light sphere are genuine and obtainable.

And because of this, he longs even more to obtain more, to become stronger.

This is human nature.

Those who have never gained anything or achieved very little will develop a lingering sense of dissatisfaction;

While those who have tasted the sweetness will be spurred into an even greater desire for more.

On the road of desire, there is never an end, just like the text and images flashing inside the light sphere, seemingly never-ending.

"This is so much more impressive than this broken mirror I have..." Luo Ji subconsciously compared in his mind.

After all, the process of binding and looting with the mirror was too challenging, and to this day, he hadn’t managed to loot a single Life Chart.

Yet the Lord... the generous and great Lord has already blessed him with three types of abilities one after another.

"Moreover, the mirror is broken, can’t be glued back together, and several pieces have been lost already.

"Perhaps... I should just abandon this mirror altogether? Focus on pleasing the Lord, acquiring blessing points, and exchanging for the abilities in the light sphere. That’s the brighter and broader path."

Luo Ji’s fingers unconsciously rubbed the small shard of the mirror hidden in his palm, calculating in his mind:

"Well, the first thing is to figure out how to obtain blessing points, or figure out what that guy meant by cleaning the garden. Has that guy received the Lord’s revelation?"

Luo Ji’s mind raced as he quickly weighed the pros and cons, soon coming to a conclusion — from every angle, the Lord is far superior to the broken mirror.

With a decision made in his heart, Luo Ji murmured to himself:

"Praise my Lord. In that case, let’s call the pure white space the Lord’s space!"

With determination forged, Luo Ji felt that staying in the hospital was no longer meaningful.

He stood up, casting a light gaze around the hospital, his eyes glossing over the faces of the crowd in line, the rushing nurses, and the weary relatives.

As usual, he did not catch a glimpse of Feng Mu’s shadow.

He came to the hospital initially hoping to take a chance, to see if he could encounter Feng Mu, and then use the broken mirror to reflect the other’s Life Chart, verifying the suspicion that had lingered in his mind for a long time.

Unfortunately, Feng Mu did not even show up at the previous class reunion, derailing his initial plan completely.

This forced him to change his mindset.

Because previously, he accidentally saw on TV that a massive explosion occurred at Second Prison, and subsequently gathered information online, ultimately concluding:

The warden of Second Prison, Qian Huan, is quite possibly receiving treatment at the Fourth Hospital.

Therefore, emotionally and logically, he figured that Feng Mu, as Qian Huan’s subordinate, would likely come to the hospital to visit from time to time.

Hence, these days he frequently lingered in the first-floor lobby of the hospital near the entrance and exit, attempting this most clumsy method to engineer a "coincidental" encounter.

Actually, the VVIP inpatient area would be a more probable place to encounter Feng Mu, but Luo Ji simply couldn’t sneak in there.

So he had no choice but to opt for the lobby to wait aimlessly.

And it is precisely because of this, Luo Ji was unaware that Qian Huan had been discharged home several days prior—VVIPs had special elevators directly to the basement, avoiding the lobby altogether.

Luo Ji couldn’t possibly inquire all around the hospital about a warden’s situation, which would be too suspicious and could easily attract unnecessary attention.,

Luckily, he didn’t do so, otherwise...

He might very well have been arrested as a suspect in an attempt on Qian Huan’s life at the hospital.

Luo Ji never thought Qian Huan could be discharged so quickly; after all, the explosion shown on TV was quite powerful, and even if Qian Huan wasn’t blown to bits, he should at least be hanging by a thread, right? How could he leave the hospital so soon?

One can only say that poverty indeed limits Luo Ji’s imagination.

He didn’t know that the wealthy could move an ICU back home.

So he had been wandering around the hospital in vain for several days, without catching even a shadow of Feng Mu.

Initially, he felt somewhat disappointed, but now, upon returning from the "Lord’s space", he suddenly felt... perhaps it wasn’t all that significant after all.

Whether Feng Mu was indeed the Shield of the Curtain, it no longer mattered.

He was tired of tending to this broken mirror.

He wanted to wholeheartedly serve the Lord, for that was the path of prosperity and light.

Of course, he wouldn’t throw away the mirror like garbage, perhaps keeping it as a sort of charm or decoration to carry with him every day.

With this in mind, Luo Ji prepared to leave the hospital, getting ready to tuck away the corner of the mirror shard clutched in his palm.

Worried about a possible "encounter" with Feng Mu at any moment, he always stealthily kept a mirror shard hidden in his palm, gripping it between his fingers, so he could quickly raise it towards the target as soon as he discovered them.

This was the only advantage of the mirror being shattered, the shards being smaller and easier to hide and handle.

Just as he was about to slip the shard into his pocket with subtle finger movements!

Luo Ji’s action halted sharply; he saw a line of Life Chart reflected on the mirror...