Chapter 35 The Meaning of Living
Chapter 35 The Meaning of Living
After years of mechanical learning, Jarvis's management and operation skills have reached a certain level, and he can directly issue orders to chambers of commerce in various places in the prehistoric world.
There was not much that Wen Rui could intervene in. He put aside the financial statements and no longer cared about how his assets grew steadily.
If the right wind is favorable, even a pig can fly to the sky, let alone Wen Rui’s starting point is very high.
The origin of Chinese commerce was after King Wu destroyed the Shang Dynasty. The remnants of the Shang Dynasty were deprived of their fiefdoms and privileges, and most of them could only engage in commerce. This is where the noun "merchant" comes from.
Wen Rui is the son of Wen Zhong, a loyal minister of the Shang Dynasty, and a leading figure among the survivors of the Shang Dynasty. He uses his identity to integrate his personal connections, imparts modern business concepts to "merchants", and establishes the only commercial monopoly trust in the mortal world in the current era.
The name of this organization is "Chamber of Commerce". The shorter the name, the more impressive it is. No prefix is needed. The Chamber of Commerce is the Chamber of Commerce, the only Chamber of Commerce in the world.
All merchants in the world follow his lead. Wen Caishen Bigan is his colleague from the Qingliu Party who served in the same court. He is also a close friend of his adopted father Wen Zhong. Wen Rui has to call him his second uncle.
The God of Wealth and War Zhao Gongming is his elder in the Jiejiao Sect and a fellow disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother. He is also a close friend of his adoptive father. In fact, Wen Ruide calls him his fourth uncle.
The so-called high-end business is all about circles and connections. With such unique conditions, with endless wealth pouring into his throat, it would be hard for Wen Rui not to get rich.
But Wen Rui actually doesn't like money and has no interest in it. In his daily life, he sleeps on no more than one couch, eats no more than five kinds of food, and wears no more than eight sets of clothes for the four seasons, which he changes into dry clothes and washes wet clothes. He always thinks about the hardships of the Jiejiao and the difficulties of all living beings.
After all, in this world, money is not omnipotent. No matter how much money you have, it cannot buy you immortality or Buddhahood.
Putting down the financial account book, Wen Rui took out another account book from the secret password box in the desk. This account book was all black, with only a string of bloody English letters on the cover: "Death Note".
This notebook is certainly not an original one. No one in ancient China could read English, so this cover title was used to deceive people. The text recorded inside is all in English for the sake of confidentiality.
Wen Rui opened the first page of the notebook, which was filled with densely packed information.
"In the 554th year of the Great Yin calendar, my adopted father Wen Zhong of Juelong Ridge was surrounded and killed by the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, the Taoist Master Ran Deng and Yun Zhongzi, and unfortunately died.
"In the 554th year of the Great Yin calendar, more than 300 fellow disciples and brothers of the Jinling Immortal Sect, including the Jinling Holy Mother, were surrounded and killed by the saints and immortals of the three religions of Chan, Human, and the West. The list of enemy immortals who participated in the massacre is attached..."
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A yellowed old photo fell out from the pages. Wen Rui picked it up and brushed off the dust.
This is a photo. It was taken by Wen Rui with an antique black-and-white camera when he was practicing with Wen Zhong in the Jinling Immortal Sect before the great calamity of the Conferred Gods. It is a group photo of all the disciples of the Jinling Sect.
Sitting on the platform in the center of the photo is the Golden Spirit Mother. The Mother has an extraordinary face and is surrounded by golden light. She holds a jade ruyi in one hand and a flying golden sword in the other. She is majestic and awe-inspiring. Even with the black and white background, one can still feel the dazzling charm of the goddess.
The elders of the sect and a group of brothers and sisters surrounded the Golden Spirit Mother. Every immortal had a carefree, confident and sunny smile on their face. Even Wen Zhong, the always serious cheap father, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Wen Rui was also among them, sitting on the far left of the front row. He was the only one with a gloomy face, looking worried.
Seeing the objects reminded him of the past, and recalling his past in the Jinguan Immortal Sect, Wen Rui couldn't help feeling a little reluctant and sad.
The interpersonal relationships among the sects in the world of Fengshen, especially the immortal sect of Jiejiao, are completely different from those of the underworld sects and aristocratic families who believe in "don't bully the young and poor".
The uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters of the Jinguan Immortal Sect took great care of him as a junior.
Although most people in the sect are "furry and horned people, born from eggs", but not being human does not mean they are not human. On the contrary, the human touch is much stronger than that of a purely human sect. The fellow disciples value friendship and loyalty, are friendly and caring, and are like one family without distinction.
Even though he was a loser in cultivation and the only cultivator in the sect who had not reached the immortal level, the sect's resources, techniques, and magic weapons were not lacking at all for him. The supply was very abundant, and he had more than his brothers and sisters in the celestial immortal realm.
Even though he had been urging everyone not to participate in the Conferred Gods War, and even though he was occasionally despised and regarded by the immortals as a useless example of "a father is a hero but a son is a jerk", he had never been ostracized, suppressed or punished.
It's a pity that Wen Rui's realm is too low. How can a mortal talk nonsense about the way of heaven? Even if he presents facts and reasons, no immortal will be convinced. No matter how much he talks, the immortals of Jiejiao will focus on destroying the sect. I still remember that before the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was launched, the Jinling Immortal Sect completed the pre-war mobilization.
All the disciples under the Golden Spirit Mother have gathered and are about to rush to the battlefield. Wen Rui knows that the situation is irreversible and the mission is bound to fail, so he simply accompanies these fellow disciples who treat him as their family and sets out on the journey to completely end this failed journey.
But just before he stepped into the queue, he was stopped by the Golden Spirit Mother.
"Xiao Rui'er, only immortals can enter the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Why are you here to join in the fun?"
"What? You want to die heroically with us? Hahahaha... This silly kid is talking nonsense again..."
"You stay. If this battle is really lost as you said, the Jinling Immortal Sect will be wiped out. If you stay, it will be like leaving a seed behind."
"Remember, if we lose, you must live well and protect the inheritance of the Jinlingxian Sect and the Jiejiao Sect!"
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Shaking his head, he put the photo back into the book and continued flipping through the notebook.
"In the 357th year of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Lu Qingmeng, a junior sister of Dongxiuling of the Lishan Immortal Sect, saved Gu Changfeng, a disciple of the Ziyang Immortal Sect of the Chan Sect, who was on the verge of death. She took good care of him until he recovered. Lu Qingmeng fell in love with him at first sight and eloped with him down the mountain after listening to his sweet words. Half a year later, their affair was discovered by Gu Changfeng's legitimate Taoist partner. Under the threat of his Taoist partner, Gu Changfeng personally killed Junior Sister Qingmeng to prove his loyalty.
After receiving the news of the death, he went to Gu Changfeng to buy the body according to the body donation agreement, but he raised the price, saying that true love is priceless and he wanted to use the best deerskin to make warm leather boots and gloves for his beloved Taoist partner. He extorted a hundred times the price of a demon corpse of the same level. Due to the strong backing of his teachers and his considerable strength, he had no choice but to spend money to settle the matter. "
After seeing only this, Wen Rui did not want to read on, and said coldly: "Jarvis, Gu Changfeng had already reached the Golden Core Great Perfection back then, what realm is he in now?"
"According to the intelligence organization of the Chamber of Commerce, Bai Xiaoshe, he is now in the high-level Nascent Soul stage. The specific level needs further investigation before reporting."
"I've sorted out his information. I remember that the 'all-weather air combat platform' project was only developed to the tenth level of the Sword. It lacked speed and maneuverability, and was restrained by Gu Changfeng, a genius sword cultivator. That's why the revenge plan was temporarily shelved."
Wen Rui's experience of immortality as a mortal body is not good, especially under the heavy pressure of system task progress. He has to experience the torture of hell every seven days. The excessive sense of time passing will destroy normal thinking and seriously distort a person's character.
Simply put, I'm tired of living, I've had enough of living, and I'm increasingly convinced that everything is meaningless. Even if I die and go to hell, it's nothing I can't bear.
Watching short videos and enjoying benefits can give you a direct sense of the beauty of life, but it can only relieve stress superficially, which is not much different from drinking to numb the nerves. It still cannot fundamentally solve the problem of Wen Rui not wanting to live.
It was the experience of the blue-haired senior who inspired him. As a person who was also an intellectual and cursed by knowledge, he could learn from the senior's method of setting a goal of revenge to give meaning to life.
The ultimate goal of revenge against all the gods and Buddhas is too far away. The wise way to proceed is to set a small goal first and move forward step by step.
Junior Sister Li Shan's corpse collection book naturally became a part of Wen Rui's Death Note.
In the past, the system did not reward him, so he would set up "little desserts" for himself. When his strength reached a certain level and conditions permitted, he would reap those villains whom he had once let go helplessly, and squeeze out the motivation to live from their demise.
"Yes, sir. Comprehensively evaluating, even the Sword 20 at the current stage of development has a low chance of success against high-level sword cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage. The Sword 20 is suitable for dealing with cultivators with poor mobility, high defense and low attack. Once the speed and flexibility of the enemy's flying sword exceeds that of a supersonic air-to-air missile, a Sword 20 made of ordinary iron will be cut in half with one strike."
Wen Rui said solemnly, "That's him. Let's use him as the test subject for the actual combat test of the 'Demon God General' colonization suit."
"Sir, how do we select the weapon testers this time? Do we need to plan ahead and look for a few Lishan disciples who meet the requirements?"
"No need for that. The Demon God General's equipment cannot be mass-produced, so there is no need to test its wide applicability at the same time. I will be the weapon tester myself."
Wen Rui said, "Besides, that pretty boy surnamed Gu has a good appearance. Based on the emotional intelligence and love quotient of those sisters in Lishan who are all obsessed with appearance, I am afraid that they will fall for the beauty trap and drive my biochemical mecha to defect to the enemy on the spot. Wouldn't that be a loss of both the wife and the army?"
(End of this chapter)