Work Prophet
Chapter 638 - 11 Trains and Murders

Chapter 638: Chapter 11 Trains and Murders

Li Yu asked Hephaestus, who was busy boasting about his juice, "Your ex-girlfriend?"

"Stop joking, I like the quiet and cute type, not really interested in someone like Shi Yitong."

"Then why are you so scared?"

"Because I lost quite a bit of money to her playing video games before."

"You guys were betting money on video games?"

"She provoked me first, and as a twenty-year King of Fighters player, I couldn’t stand it, I had to strike back."

"And then you were defeated by her."

"That woman must have cheated, you better be careful with her too, she’s already opened seven divine sequences."

"So she’s also from the service department?"

"That’s right, she joined the company four years before you."

As they were talking, Shi Yitong had already approached Hephaestus, "Discussing someone behind their back is not a very polite thing to do."

Before Hephaestus and Li Yu could reply, a Black man nearby stood up and said in Zulu, "Ha, look who’s here, isn’t this our motorcycle queen?"

Without turning around, Shi Yitong said, "Kulu, I’ve told you many times, you’re too young for me, I’m not interested in you."

Her words caused a burst of laughter.

The Black man named Kulu wasn’t angry, still grinning as he said, "You’ve never tried, how do you know if I’m big or small? Besides, I just unlocked a new divine attribute, look..."

While speaking, Kulu extended a finger which suddenly stretched like a noodle, passing over a marble table and the couch behind it, and tapped Hephaestus on the head.

The startled good-looking half-blood turned around, but by then, Kulu’s finger had already retracted, while he burst into proud laughter.

"See, the ladies love this trick."

"It’s a real shame the locals didn’t kill you thinking you were an Evil God," Shi Yitong said.

"Why, the sect I founded is all about fertility worship, those fools can’t wait for me to father more Divine Sons. Let me think, do I have two hundred and twenty-four kids over there or two hundred and forty-two...

"But that’s not important, as long as you agree to be my woman, I can guarantee my loyalty to you, loving only you on this side.

"Think about it, the children produced by the union of divinities would be incredibly powerful, naturally possessing top-ranked divine attributes. Right, Jin Chengxun, Zhu Xiuxian?"

Kulu looked towards a refined South Korean couple who had been sitting together, holding hands, ever since they walked into the living room, looking very much in love.

A baby was in Zhu Xiuxian’s arms, and she was using a plastic duck to soothe the child to sleep.

Jin Chengxun, hearing Kulu’s words, nodded with a smile, but then it was interrupted by a loud cry.

The fruit knife on the coffee table beside him suddenly trembled on its own, then slowly rose into the air.

As the baby’s cries grew louder, the knife shot out, striking right into the chest of a waiter below a redwood pillar!

The force of the thrown knife nailed the waiter directly to the wall.

However, no screams erupted in the living room; the crowd merely glanced over before continuing their own activities.

Those talking kept talking; those mixing drinks kept mixing. Jin Chengxun and Zhu Xiuxian were busy soothing their child, turning its tears into laughter.

The other waiters, indifferent to their colleague’s death, kept diligently serving the rest of the guests in the hall.

Han Bin felt a chill down his spine; he didn’t know how cold-blooded one had to be to ignore such a blatant murder happening right before their eyes.

And no one even bothered to take down the poor soul nailed to the wall.

Unable to stand it any longer, Han Bin pulled out his cell phone, intending to immediately call the police and have the station send someone over, but he still had no signal.

Moreover, what was more important was that Han Bin didn’t know whom to arrest.

The baby? But he looked only one or two years old, and even if he really had killed that servant, the law wouldn’t be able to do much about it.

Moreover, how did he manage to make a knife fly into the air and then swiftly throw it?

Han Bin, due to his job, knew a few knife-throwing masters, but even those adults who had been training continuously couldn’t throw a knife as quickly or embed it as deeply.

And what about that black man’s finger, what was that all about?

Han Bin felt his brain was in chaos, as if caught in a nightmare.

Shi Yitong saw Li Yu still looking at the servant on the wall, smiled, and said, "Don’t worry, that’s just a magic automaton, made by the Equipment Department according to the Egyptian mythology about Shabti. It’s not a real person."

Pausing, she then stretched out a hand, "You’re new here, I haven’t seen you at last year’s annual meeting, I’m Shi Yitong, from the Business Department."

"Li Yu." Li Yu shook hands with Shi Yitong, "I’m also an employee of the Business Department."

"The Business Department has a new member? That means the company has discovered a new universe dimension then."

"Yes." Hephaestus said, "With Li Yu’s help, things there are now developing very smoothly."

"Oh, what sect did you create?" Shi Yitong asked Li Yu.

"Double Rest Sect?"

"What?"

"It’s the sect that mandates everyone to have a two-day weekend."

"Ha, that’s quite innovative." Shi Yitong picked up an apple and rubbed it on her dress, "What’s the level of civilization over there?"

"Medieval Europe."

"You’re advocating a weekend in the Middle Ages, is the productivity sufficient?"

"Our current productivity has increased by hundreds of times compared to that era, have we implemented the weekend there?" Li Yu retorted.

Hephaestus also said, "Actually, research shows that prehistoric humans lived much more leisurely lives than we do, although they were occasionally troubled by food, various diseases, and wild beasts outside their caves."

"So you think civilization is a shackle?" Shi Yitong said while eating the apple, seeming quite interested in the topic.

"I didn’t say that," Li Yu said, "I think the development of civilization is a good thing, but blindly pursuing development can lead us astray, of course, reality is often filled with helplessness.

"The competition among multiple civilizations is very brutal. Western countries completed their primitive accumulation through colonization and plundering, and if you skip this step, the only way to catch up is through extreme internal competition."

"Everything has a price." Shi Yitong bit into the apple.

"Everything has a price, and individuals often have no choice, they are merely swept along by the tides of the era, fortunately, in another universe I still have the opportunity to shackle all civilizations before the situation worsens," Li Yu said.

"I like you, you remind me of a god."

"Who?"

"Prometheus. You’re different from many people here, you actually care about your followers, not just indulging in playing the god game, right?"

Shi Yitong, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Li Yu, said, "But as someone who has been through it, I advise you not to be too emotional, this is just a job, no different fundamentally from teaching, distributing flyers, or live streaming to promote products.

"The company’s goal is to mine faith in those dimensions, and our job is to help the company do so, to make more money, that’s all.

"Although I don’t like people like Kulu, who treat another world like a holographic game, indulging in their desires, excessive emotions are also unnecessary.

"Of course, this is just my personal advice, it’s ok whether you listen or not, I don’t want to be seen as that annoying senior who likes to meddle in others’ work."

Shi Yitong leaned on the couch, "Also, that suit looks really good on you, very fitting. Did Gu Anan make it for you? It seems her skill has improved again, next annual meeting I should also have her make me a new suit."

"Then you better book a few days in advance, she’s not always working." Li Yu said.