I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 494 - 114: To Fight or Not to Fight...

Same as always, others might make a profit, but the Collection Clan, ancient nobles like them, will never lose.

"If you ask me, big brother, your decision to enter politics back in the day was utterly ridiculous."

Hikamu kept ranting, "How carefree were we four brothers back then? We killed whoever we wanted, chopped up those who annoyed us into mince, and mortals and lowly folks wouldn't dare to look us in the eye."

"But everything changed after you and the eldest decided to go into politics."

"Even though our fourth brother didn't have much talent, with diligent training, he might have become a high-tier Apprentice Death God, but because you and the eldest left, he could only become the Civil Protection Officer of G District, and ultimately lost his life."

"Oh, I heard the little lady who killed him is now the chairman of the Huangxing Group, which was built on the ruins of Huto Heavy Industries."

"As for the third brother, which is me, let's not talk about that for now."

"And the second brother, Shen Ye, you were so talented, reaching Tier Four before forty. With some effort, you could become a Tier Five or even Tier Six super powerhouse. But you insisted on going into politics, claiming that before becoming the strongest, only politics could fulfill your wishes..."

"Now, look what happened. Over a year has gone by with nothing to show for it, and it cost you precious cultivation time."

"As for the eldest... he was never one of us. Back then, in the Lower City massacre, although he was the leader, it seems he never planned to get close to us, so there's no point in mentioning him."

At this point, Hikamu sighed helplessly, "If, after all these years, the four of us brothers had formed a partnership, created a Death God force using our old methods, accumulating wealth through violence, and killing those we disliked, wouldn't life be comfortable?"

"Of course, I'm not blaming you, big brother, just reminding you. There have always been more paths to take. When you're tired, looking back at the scenery on the crossroads might be a choice too."

"..."

Shen Ye fell silent again, and memories of that massacre a year ago resurfaced in his mind, but unlike Hikamu's excitement, his expression was filled with helplessness.

The massacre Hikamu referred to was naturally the horrific slaughter in the Lower City's slums.

Hundreds of Apprentice Death Gods received orders and formed Death God Squads, executing a ruthless massacre of tens of thousands of defenseless Lower City residents with no survivors left.

It was during that night that Shen Ye and the other three met, bonding over their mutual enjoyment of brutal killing methods, becoming sworn brothers.

But few knew that Shen Ye, ranked second in power among them, was different from ordinary Apprentice Death Gods like Yang Lie and Hikamu.

In truth, he didn't enjoy killing.

Or rather, massacring civilians brought him no pleasure, only emptiness.

During that massacre, he mostly slacked off, only stepping in to finish off a few tortured civilians when the other three couldn't bear watching him idle.

Nobody knew that Shen Ye went into politics, not to make money but because he had big plans, wanting to achieve political accomplishments, help civilians live better lives, and rise to political prominence like Mokaka once did.

His involvement in that massacre was merely a bid for an opportunity.

Therefore, Shen Ye found his third brother, who always talked about murder and massacres, a bit annoying.

But with no one else to rely on, and despite Hikamu's annoying words, Shen Ye had to tolerate him since he was his most loyal brother.

"And one more thing... Shen Ye..."

Suddenly, Hikamu's tone shifted, turning solemn.

He glanced around, ensuring no one was eavesdropping, before continuing, "About the 'Saint's Remains' rumor, I have some new information..."

"Shh!"

Before he could finish, Shen Ye gestured for silence, furrowing his brows.

Soon, a faint voice echoed in Hikamu's ear.

"Don't speak of such things aloud; small walls have ears."

"Use ability communication."

Hikamu was momentarily stunned but quickly realized Shen Ye was using "Mind Communication" to talk to him.

This ability, only usable by Tier Four Death Gods and above, was the safest communication method known.

"The spy's report indicates that the rumor about the Saint's Remains isn't baseless."

Hikamu patiently explained, "The Collection Clan acquired an ancient text from somewhere, recording that the location of Nest City No. 3 was once called the 'Jiangnan Region,' one of the legendary burial sites of the Saint's Remains."

"Many years ago, a part of the Saint's remains was buried here and sealed, lying in wait... until... Kars, the previous Lower City Mayor, took office seventy years ago."

"He showed great interest in this legend, spending ten years of his tenure searching for the bones and turning several Lower City Areas upside down."

"But for some reason, in 2018, he abruptly ceased all searches for the Saint's Remains, announcing publicly he was no longer interested, and calling the matter wasteful, even prohibiting others from using it as a reason to conduct major constructions in the Lower City."

"At the time, some suspected Kars found something, investigating but ultimately yielding no results, the trail going cold."

"However, recently, a hacker inadvertently cracked a secret correspondence between Kars and someone else, capturing several key terms—remains, legacy, undying..."

"Later, this information was sold at a high price to the Collection Clan. Although he signed a confidentiality agreement, the hacker couldn't resist higher offers and sold the information to several factions."

"Our intelligence came from these transactions."

Listening to this intelligence, Shen Ye pondered deeply.

After a moment, he unconsciously asked, "Then what? Is there any critical follow-up information?"

Hikamu nodded.

"According to the investigation, the whereabouts of the Saint's Remains may have been known only to Kars, and all other knowledgeable individuals were silenced by him."

"But with Kars's sudden demise, the lead is lost. To get the information, one must become the Lower City Mayor and legally inherit the data he possessed."

"Those private records might contain information about the Saint's Remains, which is also why the Collection Clan suddenly wants to involve themselves in your election."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye had his epiphany. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

No wonder the Collection Clan was so eager; all along, it was for the Saint's Remains...

Yet, because the intelligence couldn't be confirmed yet, the Collection Clan dared not act rashly.

If they spent handsomely for a false lead, wouldn't it be a huge loss?

For such a large clan, stability is most important.

"Can't we hire some hackers to crack Kars's inheritance password?"

Shen Ye thought for a moment and asked.

"Hardly."

Hikamu shook his head gently.

"That thing reportedly uses the latest encryption methods, and conventional techniques may need until the sun goes out to crack it."

"Only the military technology's planetary quantum computer array might have a chance, but it supports 95% of the shallow web's data and won't be used to crack a password."

"So, becoming mayor is probably the most convenient method."

With that, he softly patted Shen Ye on the shoulder.

"Big brother..."

"Shouldn't we rebel?"

"I've followed your lead in everything before, but on this matter of the Saint's Remains, we can't back down anymore! If those remains truly exist, obtaining them would mean a bright future for us! No more living under other's subjugation or in their shadow!"

"We must fight them!"