Chapter 1644 - 846: Storm Within the Heart

A genin who doesn't want to be Hokage is not a good ninja, just like an apprentice who doesn't want to be a master is not a good craftsman.

Similarly, Little Kalami who doesn't want to be a Dragon Head is not a good gangster... Although adding the word good before gangster seems odd, wanting to be the Dragon Head is not something difficult to talk about.

Within the Desert Market, this is almost considered politically correct.

Precisely because of this unabashed ambition, the beasts of the Wilderness Collection throw themselves into it, savoring the intense battle and elimination.

Fight, snatch, seize, kill, eat!

Damn it, I'm going to eat, jump on the table and eat in circles!

In Tian Yuan, there's no hierarchy or ranking; only the survival of the fittest. If those below want to move up, then those above must suppress them. If they can't suppress, they fall into dust, becoming stepping stones underfoot.

Ling Shuo wants to be the Dragon Head.

Dreaming of it, thinking of it while working, even fucking thinks about it during sex!

Thinking about it all the time.

From a beggar in Gray Port, to a pillar of the society, to being Ling Liu's adopted son or daughter, even reaching this point today...

Early on, when Ling Shuo voluntarily entered this world of survival of the fittest, he understood: if you don't stomp others underfoot, then you will be stomped on.

If you can't stand above, then you can only become a future corpse.

The leader's prestigious position is already so far, unattainable, but the Dragon Head position, if you strive with all your might in your lifetime, can you not grasp it?

Even if there is just a sliver of possibility!

For this reason, he came to the Seven Cities.

It was because he personally glimpsed the prospects Ji Jue could bring that he was willing to gamble, abandon everything, and plunged into Luo Island.

The result was that he went crazy.

Earning like mad!

Earning to the point of madness, winning to insomnia, laughing to peeing blood.

Who would have thought, Ji Jue could truly seize the entire Seven Cities in such a short time?

He didn't even need to do anything; just follow behind Mr. Ji and shout, don't fall behind, and the territory, business seemed like they were picked up for nothing!

Even if the territory conquered means he can only take half, he doesn't care a bit.

Because Gold Hair is truly no threat, and it is precisely his existence that knocks away at least half of the troubles for him. Besides, apart from things Mr. Ji assigns, he doesn't care about anything else.

He can sit in that position just purely because of Mr. Ji's trust.

The trust is something he too can have!

Just like now, he understood Ji Jue's intention, heard Ji Jue's words.

Unapologetically, he grasped the olive branch Ji Jue threw down, even at the risk of everything he has. As for insignificant dignity, it's a mere accessory, insignificant!

This is the idea Chen Xingzhou gave to Ji Jue.

He can't reach this far, but Ji Jue's hand always pressed here, right?

If Chen Xingzhou is too far to reach, Ling Liu's appetite is too big and Ji Jue doesn't want to deal with him, then why not cultivate a Dragon Head himself?

Transform conflicts between the Seven Cities and the Desert Market into internal Desert Market struggles, controlling scale, isolating external factors.

The Seven Cities with its capacity should have long hosted the Desert Market; it's just that the Seven Cities each hold too tightly for themselves, and Tianyuan White Deer doesn't let go on either end, making their own mess and eating their own crap, resulting in fragmentation, unable to be seen as a whole.

Now, the Seven Cities completed true Integration from Ji Jue's hands, seven different zones put together, fully sustaining a Desert Market branch, and even beyond, overflowing with wealth!

No need for others, I'll do it myself!

New·Seven Cities Wasteland Collection!

Even if he isn't a registered Desert Market member, nor wants to cloak himself, he has useful people under him.

Nowadays, there are so many cattle and horses, who to choose is still a choice!

The key is... no matter who to choose, needs Ji Jue to let him choose.

Ling Shuo understood Ji Jue's intention.

Without hesitation, bowed his head in worship.

"You know my bottom line," Ji Jue said.

"Yes!"

Ling Shuo resolutely assured: "Things in secret will absolutely not let you exposed publicly, and absolutely will not affect ordinary people. All smuggling, none will involve you.

As long as I live, all shady people will absolutely not disturb you, all shady things, I'll handle them!"

I'll take all the blame, do all dirty work.

Only ask to move up.

Ji Jue couldn't help but fall silent for a moment, slightly shook his head, feeling once again he underestimated the allure the Dragon Head position holds for Desert Market members.

Yet, seeing him in such humble state, couldn't help but sigh in pity:

"What's worth doing being such a suppressed Dragon Head?"

"A suppressed Dragon Head is still a Dragon Head!"

Ling Shuo said with head down, "Relying on the strong to achieve oneself is also White Deer rationale, besides, being your dog, isn't shameful."

"Then give it a try."

Ji Jue nodded, "Make sure to greet Minkler nicely there, he's quite busy lately, don't add more pressure to him."

For a moment, Ling Shuo stood stunned, stiffly looked up, filled with surprise.

"You… You support me?"

Ji Jue neither confirms nor denies, but pats his knee, stands up, and gestures: "Now that you're here, come in for tea."