Persimmon Whale

Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending?
Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering?
What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death.
Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation...
"This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..."
"Give me a set."
"This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..."
"Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set."
"This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..."
"Enough talk, I'll take them all!"
However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task?
【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】
"...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"

How Am I Still Alive?

"Tsk, New Tokyo, bold statement indeed...."


Stepping off the train and into the city, what I felt was a warmth starkly different from the snow outside.


Of course, it's not like it's summer here, but while it might be around minus twenty or thirty degrees outside, here it's obviously just a few degrees.... The occasional gusts from outside are still bone-chilling.


Looking up, I see the first towering high-rise in the city center, its twinkling lights bringing warmth and precious sunlight amidst the snowy landscape.


Underfloor heating? Or perhaps earth's veins? Unseen technology, or maybe they've captured an Extraordinary Firebird...


"Welcome, welcome!! Lord Lu... Mr. Lu, you must be tired from your journey!"


Seeing the sycophantically smiling middle-aged man in front of me, Lu Ping'an also smiled.... Well, they did lay out the ceremonial team, red carpet, and even flowers, it's only right to show some grace.


Chapter 1638: The Withering Cherry Blossoms