Super Zoo-Chapter 669 - 659: The Garden of God

Ninjas were humans too, and they needed to eat, drink, relieve themselves, and sleep. The five ninjas entering the mountain actually carried quite a lot of various equipment, food, and even money with them, each one shouldering a sizable bundle that served both as storage and a makeshift 'shield'.

Park Jeong-ui collected all the items from the ninjas, picked out what he could use, tied them into a small bundle, and carried it on his back. These supplies would be enough for him to make his way out of the Qinling Mountains and return to Korea through his own channels.

"Mr. Su, I take my leave now. Please take care!" Before leaving, Park Jeong-ui bowed deeply to Suming once more.

He was a poacher, a 'bad guy' in the eyes of the law, but not an evil person or a petty one. Suming's encounter with him, from beginning to end, did not hinder his own endeavors. Instead, Suming saved him twice and even made a non-promise promise: if an elixir of life truly existed, and conditions allowed, he would consider helping his nephew.

This promise was about the legendary 'elixir of life'. If such a thing truly existed, no amount would be excessive, and even the wealthiest would begrudge sharing it with others.

For fleeting acquaintances like them to reach this stage, Park Jeong-ui had nothing to say to Suming but gratitude.

Moreover, there was an inexplicable aura between people. Some people felt an unwarranted aversion upon first meeting, wishing to stay miles apart, while others felt an immediate kinship, as if reuniting after a long separation or meeting a familiar friend with just one look or gesture.

Park Jeong-ui had a very favorable impression of Suming, and under different circumstances, he might've invited Suming for a hearty drink and they could have become good friends.

Suming's impression of Park Jeong-ui wasn't bad either. The man was calm, decisive, and unusually sincere—all qualities that could attract others.

But it wasn't particularly good either. Because of his father and as an animal friend, Suming had a natural animosity towards poachers. No matter what, Park Jeong-ui was a poacher, which made it hard for Suming to truly get close to him.

So even though Suming knew that Park Jeong-ui's return trip might involve serious incidents, he did not intend to get involved in Park Jeong-ui's family affairs.

"Hold on a second, Mr. Park Jeong-ui, do you recognize this?" Suming took out a 'dog tag' from his chest.

The front of the dog tag was engraved with an eight-digit number, and the back had a peculiar small symbol that was hard to decipher—like a plant or some kind of animal, it even resembled the sun, and at first glance, it gave off an eerie feeling.

He had found it on the bodies of the poachers he had come across with Park Jeong-ui.

This wasn't the first time he had seen this kind of dog tag.

When he first came to the zoo and entered the mountain, the lead poacher with the eye affliction had the same kind of tag, only the number was different; when he went to Sun Town, one of the cages carrying animals that Su Lijun sent had this emblem, and Antonio's two professional bodyguards, who died from bat blood draining, also had two dog tags. Their shapes and numbers were different, but they had the same emblem on them.

The so-called 'dog tag' is a small metal tag used to identify a person's identity, first appearing in the military. It carries personal information of soldiers, and in a battlefield where shells fly chaotically, a complete body might not even be left, so identification is done through these tags.

Each discovery of a tag had the strange emblem on it. Such an emblem was rare and unlikely to be a coincidence.

"This?" Park Jeong-ui took the tag, glanced at it, and said, "Oh, this is The Garden of God's emblem."

"The Garden of God? What is that?" Suming asked with a frown.

"It's an extremist Human Chauvinist Organization that advocates human supremacism and a caste system, classifying people into different ranks. Its core ideas are somewhat similar to Fascism, believing that all creatures should serve humans, and the 'inferior' humans should serve the 'superior'. It's said that this organization has always been conducting genetic research in pursuit of human evolutionary science, hoping to discover the pathways and secrets of human evolution. The organization's leaders think that the world is God's backyard, and they are the shepherds tending to the garden. In short, they are the messengers of God, demigods." Park Jeong-ui, grateful for Suming's lifesaving grace, went into great detail, revealing everything he knew.

"That sounds like a... cult." Suming frowned, thinking to himself that he was the only genuine disciple of the Fire God, and no one else!

If they had taken a step back a couple of thousand years, God's influence might not have been as great as the Fire God's.

What's with everyone? Tired of being human, they aspire to become gods?

"Well, not quite. Personally, I think it's just a game for some wealthy people who are bored and can't find any other excitement, so they fantasize about being the rulers of humankind," Park Jeong-ui chuckled. "Of course, The Garden of God is powerful, with many professional mercenaries and poachers under its employ, wielding significant influence in the Western underworld. As long as there's money, their people can be hired through connections."

Park Jeong-ui had hired poachers through The Garden of God twice, at great cost. Antonio's two bodyguards were likely also affiliated with The Garden of God.

"Where is this so-called garden's headquarters? Do you know more detailed information?" Suming inquired.

Park Jeong-ui shook his head: "It's a loose and mysterious organization. Its leaders are said to own their businesses worldwide without being tied to any specific company. I am merely able to hire their people through channels. As for the headquarters, Mr. Su, in this day and age, there's no need for one. Encrypted video calls allow the leaders to convene meetings anytime, even if they are scattered across the globe."

While speaking, his expression suddenly became serious: "You're not planning to go against The Garden of God, are you? I advise against it. Although the leaders of The Garden of God are very secretive, one thing is certain—they are indeed among the top echelons of society. Some are rich enough to rival countries, some are political figures, some might be military warlords or top scientists. This is not something one person can contend with; it would not only require immense wealth but also the support of multiple governments. In the West, they could even manipulate some smaller nations behind the scenes..."

Suming chuckled and waved his hand to interrupt Park Jeong-ui: "No, no, no, I'm just curious, that's all. I'm just a small businessman from Huaxia, with no interest in going against any gods. That's Satan's job. Even if Satan isn't up to it, there are plenty of gods and buddhas—it's not up to a mere human like me to worry about such things."

Park Jeong-ui was momentarily startled, then he too chuckled and extended his hand. "Then, until we meet again."

Suming hesitated for a moment but eventually also stretched out his hand and gave Park Jeong-ui a firm handshake. It was a large hand, covered in calluses.

After Park Jeong-ui left, Suming continued to advance into the mountains.

The Garden of God ... The Garden of God ... Suming's eyes slowly narrowed, revealing a dangerous glint.

So it turns out that the organization responsible for his father's death was called The Garden of God!

At the very least, it was related to The Garden of God!

All that his father's death left behind was one clue: a poacher's dog tag, which even his mother had only glanced at once.

As a child, Mrs. Su was reluctant to discuss the matter with Suming. Firstly, it was a heartrending topic that brought back painful memories,

and secondly, Mrs. Su did not want Suming to grow up burdened with hatred, especially for a vengeance that was impossible to exact. Hatred is a double-edged sword that could possibly harm the enemy, but it inevitably injures the hater's own heart first.

As a mother, Mrs. Su simply hoped that Suming would grow up healthy and in good spirits.

However, as a son, as the bloodline and legacy of his father, Suming had never forgotten one thing: his father did not die of natural causes; he was brutally murdered by a gang of ruthless criminals.

It was said that a total of thirteen bullets were recovered from his father's body.

The younger Suming had no idea how to avenge his father, nor did he know who to target. He just reminded himself over and over again in his heart to never forget this hatred.

Perhaps he might never avenge it in his lifetime, but that did not mean it had never happened.

Suming had known only a very few details about the event throughout his life.

The last time he was in Sun Town, he had a deep conversation with his mother.

Now that her son had grown up, become capable and responsible, Mrs. Su finally recounted some details of that year's event, including the pattern on the dog tag left behind by the poacher.

From Park Jeong-ui's mouth, Suming finally learned the name of the organization: The Garden of God.

Good.

While God controls humanity, He also grants humans a path to touch upon divinity.

No fear of their mystery, as long as their existence is known, it's only a matter of time before one can trace them through the slightest of clues.

Of course, it was not yet the time, as Park Jeong-ui had said, the organization was too powerful. Perhaps just any tycoon from it could completely suppress Suming.

But Suming was not in a hurry, he was still young. It has been only a year since graduation, and with the ability as an animal friend, coupled with his own intellect, he has built his current business. Not only has he made a good financial harvest, but he also has a solid reputation among the people and even secured some support from two big nations.

Time is always on the side of the young. Given enough time, it's entirely possible for them to perform miracles.

Continuously expanding his own financial empire, growing the various forces at his disposal, obtaining support from all sides... when the day comes that he has sufficient strength, Suming will have a 'good talk' with those folks from the heaven of God.

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The little crested ibis seemed to sense the fluctuations in Suming's mood, squirming restlessly in his embrace and wailing long cries.

Suming pinched its beak, as sharp as a steel awl. The little crested ibis unhappily turned its head with force, trying to dodge Suming's hand. Sadly, it was not as strong, and with its beak held, it could only make discontented cooing sounds from its belly.

Suming chuckled, "Don't be in a hurry; you and I are alike, still just little fellows. We're way too young right now. When we grow up, sooner or later, we're going to surprise everyone!"

Before anyone could be surprised, when Suming found the pandas, he was the one who ended up shocked!

Dammit, who showed World of Warcraft's trailer to the pandas!?