Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 231 - 215: The Wheels of Destiny Are Turning

Chapter 231: Chapter 215: The Wheels of Destiny Are Turning

April 25.

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Feng Mu looked down, glanced at the junk advertisement messages on his phone, contemplative as he put the phone away.

With a slight flip of his fingers, several playing cards were caught between his fingers: spades 4, hearts 4, hearts 8, diamonds 7, clubs 4, hearts Q.

"The pattern is quite far off; if it were a bomb, it would only be missing a diamond 4."

Feng Mu flipped his fingers again, and the playing cards vanished like phantoms.

Wang Cong sat nearby, his pupils slightly contracted, completely clueless about how Feng Mu made the cards appear and disappear.

But he only thought it was some kind of magic trick, not dwelling on it, not having the mind to think about it.

Feng Mu looked at Wang Cong and gently said, "You seem troubled; is something wrong at home? Do you need my help?"

Wang Cong’s eyes were gloomy as he shook his head, trying to make his smile appear more natural:

"No, just that it’s Monday and time to pay up; I’m a bit worried, afraid there might be accidents."

Feng Mu smiled slightly, a fleeting red line in his eyes, he said meaningfully:

"Don’t worry; since we’ve done everything we could, the final result is up to Destiny."

Sudden screams rang out, one after another, from the cells, like a starting signal, tearing apart the morning peace.

minutes later.

Wang Cong stared rigidly at the bodies being carried out; he looked at the corpses, stabbed with bloodied toothbrushes and holes.

Wang Cong suddenly realized something; his eyes widened, he turned to Feng Mu, his voice low and tense:

"These dead... are they the ’example strength’ you mentioned?"

Feng Mu’s face remained unchanged; his voice was gentle yet firm:

"Look, the prisoners have made a wise vote with their deaths; they collectively chose to stand with us, and the scales of victory are inevitably tipping towards you, Captain."

Wang Cong’s eyes flickered intensely; the events were unfolding just as Feng Mu predicted. His heart was filled with excitement yet inevitably born of a trace of chill.

He rubbed his red eyes hard, looked up at Feng Mu, and said, "The captain is coming over to scold someone; I’ll hold the fort here, you go fetch the food."

Feng Mu glanced lightly and caught sight of Tian Tao raging as he descended from the stairs above.

He nodded slightly, turned, and walked toward the duty room, soon carrying two empty thermal barrels down the stairs.

Wang Cong’s gaze followed Feng Mu’s back, his eyes briefly lingering on the thermal barrels in Feng Mu’s hands for a second. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"What’s going on? How did so many prisoners die early in the morning? There’s such a big mess. Were your eyes leaking while you were on night duty?"

Tian Tao roared in Wang Cong’s face, his spit splattering all over him.

Wang Cong lowered his head, looking at Tian Tao, who was only as tall as his chin. His voice didn’t tremble but explained hoarsely:

"What’s the big deal? People die anyway. Besides, these dead prisoners were paid yesterday, their deaths save the prison a week’s board."

Tian Tao’s tone was stifled. He looked up at Wang Cong’s utterly wooden expression, and his tone softened:

"You’re not wrong, but we haven’t squeezed out all their fat yet. Who’s going to compensate for this loss?"

Wang Cong’s tone picked up no ripples since receiving the hospital’s call last night; he found money meaningless.

He answered, "I’ll collect the missing part for the captain."

"You? Have you forgotten that you used to be the one dragging the team back?"

Tian Tao sneered as if he’d heard a huge joke, but considering Wang Cong’s importance today, he restrained his emotions and refrained from further ridicule, quietly asking, "Where’s Feng Mu?"

Wang Cong knew what Tian Tao wanted to ask, he said deeply, "He’s gone to fetch his food."

Tian Tao didn’t ask further but cautioned, "Now that we’re at the event, don’t even think about backing down or regretting."

Wang Cong nodded woodenly, turned into the restroom along the corridor, washed his face with cold water in the mirror, and meticulously smoothed out the creases in his collar.

Although he had only interacted with Feng Mu for a few short days, Wang Cong found he had benefitted greatly from Feng Mu.

Some benefits came from spoken instruction, teaching him to understand the world’s rules and gameplay from another perspective.

Another portion came from actions, teaching him no matter what he did, his attire must be proper, especially before committing beastly deeds, making sure he managed his appearance neatly.

"Feng Mu, your teachings and influence have changed me; this influence will probably accompany my Destiny lifelong. If possible, I truly want to be lifelong friends, continuing to learn from you, and keeping my promise to climb up with you."

Wang Cong looked at the clean face in the mirror, looked at those eerie red eyes, stretched two index fingers into the corners of his mouth, pulled them to the sides, forming an exaggerated arc, a smile exceptionally fervent and fearful,

"But I can’t help it, I really don’t want to. Who makes him want you dead? After all, you taught me to always stand with the referee, so you should understand me and won’t blame me, right?!"

Wang Cong let out a strange laugh, a mix of crying and laughing, then gathered his damp hair backward, fixing it into a neat slicked-back style.

At the same moment.

Tian Tao stopped at the door of cell 211.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white bag containing several white capsules, casually tossing it, forming an arc through the upper window, landing in Chen Ya’s palm.

"One pill per person, enough to restore your qi and blood to normal levels for the next 24 hours," Tian Tao said indifferently.

These pills were crafted by Holy Light Pharmaceutical, able to quickly neutralize toxins precipitated daily in prisoner food, yet not completely detoxify.

Complete detoxification required a full course of treatment.

This meticulously designed diet paired with custom capsules was a unique package crafted by Celestial Light Capital for Hong Guang Pharmaceutical, designed specifically for the prisoners in the Second Prison Zone, aiming to improve and reduce prisoners’ aggression to conditionally enhance sociability.

Chen Ya pretended to swallow a capsule, dispersing the remaining ones among the fellow prisoners.

The prisoners, after ingesting the capsules, soon felt their bodies restore fullness and strength, visibly softening their submissive expressions.

Tian Tao glanced dismissively at the prisoners, his heart filled with disdain: "A pack of wolves already tethered in chains; even removing the collar, they’re still dogs, never wolves."

"You better not mess up, or else..." Tian Tao snorted, giving the baton switch a rub, slowly walking away.

Chen Ya subtly brushed his lips, spitting the capsule out to hide back in his sleeve; he didn’t need such things, the toxins in the prison’s custom diet didn’t affect him.

As Destiny’s A-level team, their organs were secretly modified at the "factory," so average toxins had no effect on them.

Chen Ya turned to look at the somewhat excited yet nervous prisoners inside, fulfilling his role as a leader, soothingly saying, "Let’s all conserve energy and exert our fullest strength later. Then, life and death are decided by fate."

At the same moment.

Feng Mu passed through Zone A’s gate, taking a new thermal barrel handed by Li Bashan, he slowly turned back to the staircase, entered the duty room, a subtle smile curling on his lips:

"I can smell the unrest in the air; it’s finally coming, ha—"