Chapter 1746 - 897: When the City Gates Catch Fire, the Fish in the Moat Suffer

All sounds are silent, and the moon and stars are sparse.

The sea surface, smooth as a mirror, reflects bits of starlight, stretching to the end of sight, making it almost difficult to distinguish which is water and which is sky.

On the tranquil ocean, the Prosperity ship slowly moves forward, like an intruder in this serene world, with no restraint, spoiling the scenery, startling ripples and waves.

The deck lights are bright, and the TV on the mobile stand is still playing the news segment, while the open oven releases waves of tantalizing steam.

After being smoked and slow-cooked for a full five hours, the brisket releases sizzling oil with a slight poke after the tinfoil paper is unwrapped; mix in the sauce after shredding, pair it with refreshing apple puree, and add a mug of continuously bubbling iced cola.

Enjoying the cool night sea breeze, Ji Jue begins to savor his midnight snack leisurely, eating with full concentration and peace.

Ignoring the clusters of strange phosphorescence rising above the sea surface, and the dark clouds gradually drifting over from the distant sky's edge.

He even adjusted the plating and lighting, specifically taking pictures to make up nine posts for Moments.

Caption: [What you love is your life~]

Then, he specially reminded a group of colleagues who should still be simmering in workshops at this time, viewing life as unending suffering, to take a look.

As the saying goes, happiness shared is happiness doubled.

With generous sharing, he successfully won 'rave reviews', likes in a continuous stream.

Whether the praises are sincere or not is beside the point, but the likes keep coming!

Ever since everyone discovered that getting tagged by Ji Jue and not liking would result in Ji Jue calling to inquire about their recent research projects and directions, everyone has become much more proactive and generous with praise, making Ji Jue nod in satisfaction repeatedly.

Who says the Association is full of deceit and rivalry, unwilling to see others succeed?

Isn't this quite harmonious!

After counting the number of likes, he already grinned from ear to ear: As the saying goes, harmony brings prosperity, with such concord among craftsmen, I see this Artisan Association thriving!

After enjoying the sea breeze, watching TV, and having midnight snacks, he swipes through short videos to aid digestion.

Like being on vacation, the focus is on relaxation.

Since departing from the Seven Cities, this route to the North Sea has been unimpeded, with no surprises, smooth and pleasant as a picnic.

As for the scene of tranquil calm, the countless, tide-like surges of malicious intent and murderous aura… it's simply outside Ji Jue's scope of concern.

Perhaps life has no audience, but once someone steps out of the norm, they seemingly gather spectators immediately!

The occasional birds sweeping the sky, the distant fish pursuing behind the Prosperity ship in the deep sea, the insects rising and falling among the waves, the eyes opening amidst residual spirits and phosphorescence, and even above, the satellites in space, overlooking from the cosmic darkness, as well as the countless silver mirrors, crystal balls, and sand tables directed towards this sea area.

Now, in the silent sea and sky, if a microphone were opened, it might be livelier than a market. The sheer number of spies nearly fills up the deck of the Prosperity.

Numerous intelligence dealers eager for firsthand news, ether peeking to gossip secretly, rivals in the West Sea Wilderness Collection, and sworn enemies in East City.

Even, the high and mighty leader!

"Damn it!"

In the conference room of the main headquarters, before the giant screen, piles of melon seed shells already stacked up twice on the table.

Chasing the latest plot for half a day, and seeing no action for a long while, [Wei] started swearing: "That bunch of waste in East City, people kindly initiated a team fight giving you a chance, what are you dawdling for, hit them!"

Usually putting all their cunning into dirty tricks, truly needed, each one claims their wife is giving birth, or it's raining, and they need to bring clothes in, are they in any way competent?"

"Why are you so anxious?" [Hai] indifferently rubbing peanuts: "I say, it won't happen today, not even begun probing, if there's real movement, it'll likely be tomorrow."

You've fought all these years, battling to the top, do you still lack this sort of experience?"

"Tomorrow I'm taking a break, where will I watch it!"

[Wei] glared in annoyance: "Surely [Chen] that old dog swapped shifts deliberately with no good intention, waiting here for me, right?"

"At worst, watch the replay the day after tomorrow."

[Hai] grinned: "Why don't you switch the channel, the Empire side is having a lively fight, tonight it's likely there'll be a resolution between Zijin and Jumu."

[Wei] rolled his eyes, sighing regretfully, realizing: the 'solo against the West Sea' plot he lacks may never find completion.

On the massive screen, amidst countless divided images, endless turmoil and battles keep on changing and shifting.

Amongst countless skirmishes, the only serene and tranquil scene, starkly contrasting with the rest's aesthetics, suddenly dimmed.

Among the numerous [leader acknowledged] replies, the yawning [Wei] acting as a stamping machine paused slightly, casually glancing.

Finally, some movement.

Boom!!!!

As the clouds roll in above the sky, amid moist and sticky sea wind, thunder claps explode loudly.

The sparkle of stars fades gradually, while the moon disappears entirely behind the lead-black cloud layers.

With the gradually rising tide, the stormy weather comes howling from the horizon, in an instant, submerging the entire sea territory completely.

The originally mirror-like sea surface is disrupted by surging waves; torrents rage, while heavy rain pours.