Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 240: Schr?dinger’s Source of Fortune

"Yes, I've been very busy."

Ye An sat at the dining table, eating ravenously without any manners.

He was so busy that he had forgotten he hadn't eaten, and when the first bite of food entered his stomach, the hunger surged like a tide.

Though Ji Qing's dinner was a bit cold, Ye An finished it in just a few bites.

"Do you want more? I can make more?" Ji Qing asked, looking directly at Ye An.

Ye An shook his head, "It's not good to eat too much before sleeping."

"By the way, do you know who the former chief weapon refiner of the human race was?"

Ji Qing replied calmly, "Liu Wanxin."

"Liu Wanxin?" Ye An was surprised, thinking that the name didn't match Liu Dahu's.

He had felt a moment of excitement when he first heard the Liu surname.

Could Liu Dahu have changed his name? Or was he boasting?

At this moment, Ji Qing's expression turned contemplative, then she looked up and said, "That name seems to be mentioned by my father when he was chatting with his friends."

"Liu Wanxin became the chief weapon refiner of the human race four thousand years ago but suffered from a chronic illness."

"He spent all his energy crafting many divine weapons for the Ascension War. Shortly after the war ended, his illness flared up, and he passed away."

Ye An was even more puzzled after hearing this.

The former chief weapon refiner had already passed away?

Then who is Liu Dahu?

Ye An and Ji Qing talked about everything, so they naturally discussed the content of Ye An's exchange with Liu Dahu.

Ji Qing said seriously, "Liu Wanxin must be deceased. If he were still alive, the chief weapon refiner would not be the current one."

"The current chief weapon refiner is Liu Wanxin's only apprentice, who is significantly less capable than Liu Wanxin. This is something my father's friend mentioned after drinking."

Ye An suddenly became curious, "Could Liu Dahu be Liu Wanxin's father?"

Ji Qing shook her head, "I've never heard my father mention it."

"I think it's possible." Ye An took a deep breath, "Liu Dahu seems to be a rival of the Domain Lord of the High Heavens."

"The Domain Lord of the High Heavens reached maturity ten thousand years ago."

"So Liu Dahu should be an even older figure."

"Hmm..." Ji Qing nodded silently, "But I still find it hard to believe that someone can create a substance to counter the Extinction Power."

"The Extinction Power is a completely unfamiliar domain for the human race."

"The level of this power is extremely high, even higher than the Celestial Chosen."

"So I think you shouldn't hold too much hope."

Ye An scratched the back of his head, "Is it really that incredible?"

"This power is only meant to deal with Qi Wuguang."

Ji Qing shook her head, "Even now, Qi Wuguang is not weak."

"I saw clearly on the battlefield that he never fell behind no matter who he faced."

"Wait." Ye An suddenly looked up, "Didn't Qi Wuguang also suffer from my Extinction Power's poison back then?"

"How did he survive?"

"And remember? Qi Wuguang now has large areas of purple burn marks on his body, which look like scars left by the Extinction Power."

At this moment, Ji Qing and Ye An exchanged glances.

Both of them thought of a name that hadn't appeared for a long time.

They both said in unison, "Ye Wuce."

Ye An murmured to himself, "Is Ye Wuce really that formidable?"

"Let me think."

"At that time, Fang Tianlian's father, Fang Wujing, presented evidence of Ye Wuce smuggling divine race items."

"Looking at it now, that was no small offense."

"Also, Huang Zexun's father, Huang Qingmai, has died, and the position of Director of the Public Security Bureau has been vacant. Hasn't anyone been appointed yet?"

Ji Qing shook her head, "Why are you thinking about these things?"

Ye An frowned, "I always feel that there is a larger conspiracy vortex in the center of the High Heavens, and this vortex is related to me."

Ji Qing smiled, "What is there that is not related to you now?"

"It seems so." Ye An said with a headache, "I also learned a new term today."

"Source of Fortune."

"It's absurd."

"Am I the Source of Fortune? Will the human fortune collapse if I die?"

"I don't really believe it."

Ye An snorted, "If I were a superpower of the divine race and was certain that Ye An is the Source of Fortune, I would definitely kill Ye An on Apocalypse Star, no matter the cost!"

"For a being of that level, killing me should be as simple as lifting a finger."

"Unless they're not sure."

"That's right."

Ye An said solemnly, "They must be uncertain whether I am the Source of Fortune."

"But everyone says I am the Source of Fortune."

"Even the high-level officials on the human side say so."

"I always feel like I've become a scapegoat."

"But no one knows whether I am really a scapegoat."

Ye An mocked himself, "What a joke, Schr?dinger's Source of Fortune."

"Not killing me means no one knows the outcome."

"And if the divine race forces my death, it would certainly cause chaos and bring about a war. What if I'm not the Source of Fortune? They cannot bear the consequences."

"How should I say it?" Ye An frowned, "I suddenly have a feeling of being in a chess game, unable to control my own fate."

Ji Qing propped her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and looked at Ye An with a smile, "You seem to like this feeling, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Ye An raised an eyebrow and said, "To be honest."

"It's not bad."

"Because I am not the kind of chess piece that can be discarded at will."

"Both sides are pulling around me."

"My only dilemma now is that I cannot control anything."

"But as long as I am strong enough, I can control everything and learn the whole truth."

Ye An leaned back in his chair, constructing a dream in his mind.

First, a figure fought against a group of unknown entities in the misty sky.

That was the source of all contradictions.

The human race needed to rise.

The divine race would not allow it and had to be fought.

If the divine race was not defeated, everything would be lost.

Why does it involve me?

According to the general, even if that person is strong, they cannot resist the causal weapons and the powerful manipulators alone.

They need help.

The destined child carrying the Source of Fortune is that help.

Am I?

Ye An mocked himself with a smile.

He thought he probably was not.

Because the human race now has a characteristic.

They are terrified of poverty.

They simply cannot afford to lose.

Isn't Schr?dinger's Source of Fortune just a blind box?

Kill me, and the result might be that the divine race will face major trouble.

Kill me, and the result might be that the human race is doomed.

The high-level officials of the human race are unlikely to take such a gamble.

Just think about it from their perspective.

If there were someone named Ye An in this world, possessing supreme talent and being the descendant of a special powerful being, with the power to once change the world's pattern.

Such a person would seem like the destined child.

The story of the cat switching places with the prince might be ridiculous because the cat doesn't look like the prince.

But I resemble the prince too much.

If I were a high-level official of the human race, I could easily claim that I am the Source of Fortune.

If you were of the divine race, would you believe it or not?

If you don't believe it and don't kill me, then the prince continues to grow in the dark.

If you believe it and kill me, it's just breaking one line of defense for the prince.

There might be a second line of defense.

For example, "So Zhao Huaiyi is the Source of Fortune!"

But Zhao Huaiyi is still not.

Playing this game, the Source of Fortune is always safe and will never lose!

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