Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 341 - 67 Finale The Death of the Medicine Buddha
Chapter 341: Chapter 67 Finale: The Death of the Medicine Buddha (Conclusion)
Chapter 341: Chapter 67 Finale: The Death of the Medicine Buddha (Conclusion)
“It’s very noisy outside.”
Ramu Jue rested his chin on the back of his hand, gazing out at the sea of clouds beyond the window.
He turned his head, “What do the folks at Big Ben think?”
From the other end of the long table, the sound of keyboards clacking and pens scratching paper assaulted the air.
They were a group of men and women in white lab coats, each busy recording the reports in their hands or observing computer data.
Amid these people sat a man in his thirties, sporting gold-rimmed glasses and a white lab coat, pouring instant coffee granules into a glass cup with a spoon.
“With such noise outside, perhaps someone wants to give me some trouble,” he said in response to Ramu Jue.
Adjusting his glasses, he continued, “After I arrived here, Commissioner Liang told me that it was you who provided us with the pivotal data for the Yak genetic algorithm and insisted on seeing me.”
Ramu Jue stared intently at the man opposite him, “Are you the gem of human genetic research, a living fossil from the age of chilling winters, Dr. Su Ling? After all these years, you still look so young…”
The man across narrowed his eyes, “Due to certain special reasons, there are indeed rumors outside that I have withered away and died. You have gone to great lengths, not hesitating to plunder Black Star’s equipment and materials, just to push forward with the fifth-stage medicinal concoction. Since you wanted to see me so badly, I can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. But before that, I still hope you hand over the promised trial product of the fifth-stage concoction to us.”
“But I already promised to give the last bottle of the finished concoction to Commissioner Liang.”
At this statement, the man was taken aback and glanced at the silent Liang Zhengyong at his side.
At the moment, approximately three groups could be distinguished at the long table in the hall: on one side were Dr. Yakov, Ramu Jue, and his confidants; another consisted of the core personnel from Big Ben, who had parachuted in early this morning; and finally, in the most inconspicuous corner of the long table, were Liang Zhengyong and his two female staff officers.
“…”
Su Ling gave Liang Zhengyong a deep look and managed a smile towards Ramu Jue, “Giving it to the person from Black Star’s vehicle is the same.”
“Fine,” said Ramu Jue as he pushed the briefcase towards Liang Zhengyong.
One of Liang Zhengyong’s female staff officers stood up, her figure about to burst forth, took the briefcase, opened the zipper, and showed it to Liang Zhengyong.
Liang Zhengyong glanced at the golden-yellow concoction in the briefcase, closed it himself, grasped the handle with his thick-jointed hand, and stood up to address Su Ling, “According to logic, ‘Shuishu Park’ is a private gathering for the research institute. It’s already presumptuous to disturb it this time. Having said that, I shall take my leave. Director, farewell.”
He bowed slightly to Su Ling.
“Commissioner Liang, please don’t forget your commitment to us.”
Su Ling emphasized the word “commitment.”
Liang Zhengyong stared at Su Ling for a moment before replying, “Of course.”
“Good, Commissioner Liang, please feel free to leave.”
Su Ling waved his hand.
Liang Zhengyong nodded, turned, and walked away with the two female staff officers, with the followers of Medicine Buddha in their beige woollen coats and the personnel of Big Ben in their white lab coats clearly divided behind them.
…
“So, Mr. Sergei, what exactly did you want to discuss with me?” Su Ling asked with a smile.
On the side, Yakov licked his lips, eager to speak, but Ramu Jue cut him off, “Are you really Su Ling?”
Su Ling raised an eyebrow, “Why do you ask? What good would it do for someone to impersonate me?”
“Then, do you recognize this person?”
He presented a photograph, a photo of Yu Shu.
Su Ling took the photo and scrutinized it, “How do you know this person?”
Yakov coughed, eager to answer, “Miss Yu Shu has provided considerable assistance to the Great Demon Lake, and it’s thanks to her help that we have today’s scale. We have a very good relationship.”
“If you say you’re Su Ling, then tell me, what is this woman’s Yan Fu Heritage?”
Ramu Jue’s tone was cold.
Su Ling’s face also turned colder, “Why should I answer your question? You had best understand your place.”
“Don’t you want to know about Yu Shu? After her departure, you must have lost contact with her.”
The questions tossed by Ramu Jue touched on the fundamentals.
Yakov’s eyes darted around; what heritage, what departure – these were concepts he had never heard of. Just how much had Ramu Jue hidden from him?
Su Ling seemed to calm down after Ramu Jue’s remarks but maintained his silence.
The ticking of the clock made the atmosphere grow increasingly heavy.
Holding the briefcase and having walked a good distance from the office, Liang Zhengyong suddenly stopped. He looked back at the towering red temple, fingers pinching the microphone by his mouth, “Answer him, Taishuai.”
The Su Ling at the long table relaxed his body and said leisurely, “Taishuai.”
Ramu Jue’s eyes flickered rapidly before he finally relaxed, “It seems you really are Su Ling.”
“So, what exactly do you know?”
Su Ling scoffed.
Ramu Jue surveyed the entire venue. Here were those who had undergone experimental transformations with him, those responsible for the experiments – this place reminded him of that intensely detested yet now somewhat endearing red childhood…
Although you mocked me for overreaching, it seems I have succeeded, Miss Yu Shu.
Ramu Jue questioned Su Ling, “Mr. Su Ling, what is your opinion of Medicine Buddha?”
Dr. Yakov was frantically signaling Ramu Jue with his eyes, urging him to get to the point and to stop bringing up irrelevant matters.
“Would you like an honest answer?”
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Gazing up at the temple, a hint of disdain flashed through Liang Zhengyong’s eyes as he heard Ramu Jue’s question through his earpiece:
“That’s just a ludicrous joke played on the hearts of people. The only thing that makes it hard to laugh is the abundance of fools in the depths of winter. If corruption persists for too long, even those with true ambition are forced to hold their noses and acknowledge its existence.”
“Do you want me to tell the truth?”
Su Ling spoke up, repeating Liang Zhengyong’s words verbatim.
Many in attendance were confidants of the Medicine Buddha, and they all showed expressions of anger upon hearing this.
“Is that so?” Ramu Jue turned, glancing at his loyal followers who had been with him for years, and actually nodded in agreement, “This era is too cruel, it renders people ruthless, devoid of any faith, but it also makes them incredibly fragile. The higher-ups of Danzuo Automobile, which one isn’t a cruel and cunning brute? Yet they too have their vulnerable sides. I’ve seen too many who kill without blinking, crying bitterly in a corner. They started off merely searching for a spiritual crutch, but in the end, found themselves deeply mired in a quagmire. That’s the true nature of the Medicine Buddha.”
He clenched his fists: “But I feel that the three great powers, represented by the Black Star War Machine, are no different in essence from the Medicine Buddha.”
Hearing this, Liang Zhengyong sneered. With his talent and ambition, he did not deign to answer this question.
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Ramu Jue looked up at the ceiling: “Those who are willing to believe in the Medicine Buddha do so to find their own peace and the courage to face brutality. Those who believe in the three great powers pin their hopes on the ideal era they promise. In fact, I am just like them, taking advantage of the cracks in the era, building power and ambition on…”
Ramu Jue raised his hand and pointed out the window: “The silent majority.”
Suddenly, from a distance, there came a brutally loud gunshot.
“It’s nothing but sophistry!”
A female staff officer beside Liang Zhengyong couldn’t help but curse.
Liang Zhengyong was expressionless as he continued to speak with Su Ling over the earpiece.
“Speak plainly if you have something to say,” he said.
Su Ling cleared his throat: “Speak plainly if you have something to say.”
“All I want to say is… Today, I stand before them.”
Ramu Jue smiled at Su Ling, “Truth alone triumphs, falsehood has no place.”
An odd deathly pallor spread from his smile, first erasing his facial features cleanly, then rippling out like a disturbed pool of water in all directions!
Without a sound, the intense pallor, like the wildest ink stain, blotted out the entire temple. The rugged mountains stretched for miles, yet this swath of deathly white was shockingly conspicuous!
Ramu Jue, Dr. Yakov, along with those so-called core members of the Big Ben group, no, the entire temple, whether above or below ground, everything touched by the deathly white became a void.
Liang Zhengyong, watching the expanding spread of the deathly white on the horizon, couldn’t help but reveal a trace of emotion.
…
“Let’s go!”
The little arms of the Super Sensitive Yak pushed the joystick, starting the propellers of the Black Buddha War Machine.
“Vera, we’re leaving, what else are you looking at?”
Winter Yak withdrew his gaze.
As instructed by Ramu Jue, all Yak Zombies, while Yakov and Ramu Jue flew to Shuishu Park for the meeting, boarded the Black Buddha War Machine and left zone b to wait for Ramu Jue at the designated place.
Vera’s throat moved, but ultimately she said nothing.
Then, at that moment, a black military saber a meter and a half long smashed towards the war machine, embedding itself with a clank between two halves of the propeller.
“I’m afraid you two are going nowhere.”
A man dressed in black combat gear approached step by step.
“Allow me to introduce myself, special operations squad, codename ‘Swollen Face’. The Black Star War Machine needs your cooperation for some scientific research.”
…
Liang Zhengyong’s communication signal suddenly began to flash wildly. He was the highest authority in charge of this operation concerning the fifth-order potion and the deepest secrets of winter, yet at least five other combat commissioners were involved.
The firepower and personnel laid out by Black Star’s special vehicles were endless. Even those doubles disguised as Su Ling and Big Ben institution personnel were actually fourth-order special operations forces in disguise.
Black Star War Machine never intended to cooperate with Ramu Jue’s actions. As for the Big Ben Research Institution, Shuishu Park, it was all fake news.
And this near-inconceivable explosion, along with all the personnel and ambushes arranged in the operations office, was buried together, involving fifteen fourth-order special operatives and six pieces of fourth-order weapons equipment, a blow that could incapacitate some of the involved combat commissioners.
“Is this your trump card? Its power is indeed shocking, but if there’s a flaw, you might have underestimated the committee’s resolve,” Liang Zhengyong narrowed his eyes.
From the communicator, a shrill and hysterical voice came through.
“Liang Zhengyong! You will bear full responsibility for the heavy losses of the operation squad! More than half of the titled members died for nothing, Commissioner Zhang and Commissioner Bai will not let this go. We will propose your impeachment to Chairman Qi! This time, he can’t protect you!”
“Right, this time he can’t protect you either!”
Liang Zhengyong’s expression was a mixture of smiles and non-smiles: “When I applied for personnel, you were desperate to join the allocation, all too eager to vote, despite your advanced age. I had no reason to refuse. As for the trial of the fifth-order final potion, I provided it, but you weren’t destined to have it.”
Having said that, he hung up the communicator without regard for the chilling silence on the other end.
Before long, he received another message.
“Well done.”
The signature was the emblem of a black vertical clock.
Liang Zhengyong pressed the delete button. He glanced back at the profound deathly white one more time, then left with his two staff officers.
“Politics is just base and baser, Ramu Jue.”
“Standing before us? To pioneer a new era, it’s never that easy. Sometimes, it’s not just your opponents you need to worry about, but those closest to you…”
“To build power and ambition on the silent majority, such a critically sharp judgment. I cannot rebut.”
“But to make oneself heard on this dark stage and to achieve an almost impossible feat inevitably comes with lies and countless sacrifices.”
“All I can say is, in my lifetime, I will not let the ‘silent majority’ sacrifice in vain. But I can’t promise more.”
