Chapter 5 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Li Liang had tens of thousands worth of swear words that he wanted to curse. However, he dared not.

This Xuanzang was simply a nutcase. He could stab a knife into someone while having a compassionate smile on his face.

How could there be such a monk?

It could only be said that he was still young and lacked knowledge and experience. There were actually many monks who were like that.

“Oh, he’s still tied up. Benefactor Zhou, please loosen him,” said Tang Luo to Zhou Zhenguo with a look of sudden realization.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Zhenguo chose to release the chain earlier than what he intended.

Li Liang took several steps back and sat on the ground. He looked angry yet terrified.

“Look, there is still no resistance, I am sure he is Li Liang,” said Tang Luo.

Even Li Liang himself had the urge to vomit blood.

‘What kind of judgment was this?

‘Were you not afraid of encountering a very good actor who was able to swallow humiliation and endure a heavy load well?

‘Monk, is there a problem with your brain?’

To be honest, Tang Luo was not sure whether Li Liang was himself or Jack the Ripper in disguise. He could not tell whether Li Liang was lying or Zhou Zhenguo. Only by using the power of virtuous merits that he had gained to judge Tang Luo found it unlikely that Li Liang was Jack the Ripper.

The most important thing was that Tang Luo did not even care if Little Li was indeed Jack the Ripper.

If he was not, then saving his life was better than building a seven-storied pagoda, and that was a good thing.

However, if he was…

Tang Luo said, “I believe that Benefactor Li was not Jack the Ripper, but if—” He took a step forward and gazed upon Li Liang. “Benefactor is really the Ripper who deceived me, then don’t blame me for smashing your head to get rid of you, monster!”

If he was the Ripper, it was fine as well. The Ripper would be delivered right to his doorstep, and he wouldn’t even need to look for him. All he needed was just kill him with a punch.

“I am not. I did not deceive you, don’t talk nonsense!”

Li Liang consecutively made three denials.

When Monk Xuanzang spoke to him just now, Li Liang had felt that it was even more terrifying than getting hit by Zhou Zhenguo.

‘Shouldn’t a monk be compassionate and guide others to being good? Wasn’t smashing one’s head against the rule of not killing? The moral degeneration of the world is getting worse day by day, and men are not what they were in the past. The present-day monks not only consume meat and have wives, but they also want to commit the crime of killing. Can’t afford to offend them!’

“Benefactor, don’t panic. I believe you, except that I had placed those ugly words at the onset.”

Tang Luo said, “Benefactor Zhou and the rest, what do you think? If Benefactor Li is really Jack the Ripper, I will bear the consequences.”

“Uncle Zhou, could it be that illusions might have fooled you?” asked Little Chu. He felt that Li Liang was not necessarily a fake.

There was no reason as to why, except that he appeared too weak and incapable. He was not like the dangerous BOSS in everyone’s mind—Jack the Ripper.

“Yeah, maybe Jack the Ripper can perform illusions and caused Uncle Zhou to have illusions so that we would kill each other.” The high school student, Little Zhou, thought of this possibility.

“Not very likely.” Without waiting for Zhou Zhenguo to speak, Tang Luo put forward a different opinion. “If the Ripper has the intention to kill and can make people hallucinate, why bother to let us kill each other? Isn’t it easier to perform illusions on us and kill us?”

Everyone, including Zhou Zhenguo, was rendered speechless.

This monk was so detailed?

Little Chu frowned. “It’s also possible that the Ripper can only perform illusions and has no ability to kill?”

“Not very likely, either.” Tang Luo continued to reject the theories. “Since it was Jack the Ripper, how could he only know how to create illusions but not kill? Do you think this is likely? If so, the mission should be renamed as finding Freddie.”

Zhou Zhenguo nodded.

“Which side are you on exactly, monk?” Little Chu was getting a little crazed.

Despite saving Li Liang, he did not think that Zhou Zhenguo ‘was the problem’.

Tang Luo’s image of a ‘great master’ that had just emerged in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

After that, Tang Luo became a monk again.

Of course, strictly speaking, the term monk was all along a respectful form of address, and only those who were ‘qualified’ to be a teacher of men could be referred to as a monk.

It was not so strict now.

“Amitabha, this monk just wants to save lives.”

“…”

“Forget it,” said Zhou Zhenguo. “Since that’s the case, I won’t kill him. However, we will go our own way and complete our mission separately.”

His decision stunned everyone except Tang Luo.

Were they splitting up?

Shouldn’t they help each other in times of trouble and eliminate all difficulties together?

Breaking up was quite common in The Game of Gods And Demons.

There was no squad mechanism in the game, and everyone was a lone traveler. What should they do when they encountered disagreement in their mission?

Naturally, it was to take their separate ways.

Whether to cooperate to complete the mission was up to them. Sometimes, having a team did not necessarily help towards completing the mission.

Once, Zhou Zhenguo had encountered a ruthless person, who had almost completed the mission alone. The rest of the Employees of Gods and Demons had no comments on that matter. It had been very difficult for these employees to get a reward after the mission. At most, it had not been registered as a failure count.