Moonlight Breeze

After the world's annihilation, it was rebuilt.
Upon the edge of a perilous cliff, skyscrapers rose anew.
Those called the Chosen thrived behind the scenes of reality, walking in the shadows of history, wielding extraordinary powers, and receiving admiration and reverence.
Some say they are fated by destiny, one in tens of thousands.
Yet Ji Jue has no interest in such destiny.
He only wishes to one day, see the scenery that lies beyond destiny.
'...'
The chronicler paused the pen here, looking at the greasy-handed mechanic: 'So, this is your reason for disrupting the international order, trafficking forbidden weapons, funding subversive organizations, inciting a polar war, and plotting to secretly rule the world?'
'It's none of my damn business!'
Ji Jue rolled his eyes, 'I'm just a damn mechanic!'

Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Extraction technique is a desperate cycle of death for apprentices—without money to buy materials for experimentation, they can't learn; without learning, they make mistakes; mistakes mean scrapped materials and getting smacked and fined; after being fined, they have even less money to buy materials.


 Speaking of which, Ji Jue, who has always been a senior broke-ass, instinctively felt his hair balding.


 Touching the million-plus in his arms that hadn't even warmed up yet, he just hoped that Chen Yubo, that heartless deadbeat, would hurry up and send the rest of his money.


 Professor Ye, sipping his tea, placed a black card on the table and pushed it towards Ji Jue. "It seems you didn't work for nothing last night.


 Someone has already taken care of it for you."


 The exquisitely designed pitch-black card on the table, its gold-stamped code gleaming brilliantly under the sunlight, lit up Ji Jue's eyes.


Chapter 113 Bloodthirsty Frenzy_3