My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 35 Riot
Closing her eyes, Chu Zhu gathered her thoughts for a while before asking again, "Uncle Li! Did you see those two people...?"

Chu Zhu pointed to the two suspicious targets that had been highlighted, and then personally described the areas where the two suspicious targets marked by Nuwa No. 17 appeared.

"Use your authority to thoroughly search these areas! See if you can find the suspicious person... You lead the team yourself! It's almost certain that if there is a murderer among these two, then the real murderer is a superhuman!"

Chu Zhu paused briefly, then turned to Li Kang and emphasized, "Very strong!"

"..." Li Kang stared at Chu Zhu for a long time, still unable to understand what Chu Zhu meant by not being able to remember.

Moreover, he is now puzzled by one thing: how did Chu Zhu know that the murderer was a very strong superhuman?

After much thought, could it be a divine decree...?

Finally, Li Kang could only say, "I understand!"

"Hmm." Chu Zhu thought about it again and quickly walked towards the corridor leading out. "Nuwa No. 17, delete the background data."

"?" Li Kang looked at the base, which had returned to normal, and then thought about all the bizarre things that had happened in front of him. After a long silence, he patted his cheeks with a wry smile. "What kind of mess is this?"

Although everything that had happened before made Li Kang understand why Chu Zhu insisted on living in the underground temple base... he was even more confused.

"I have a feeling we're involved in a massacre," Li Kang sighed. Someone capable of directly communicating with gods—from any angle, their identity is extremely sensitive.

Although Chu Zhu's identity was already sensitive before, these two kinds of sensitivity are not the same.

If this gets out, or even if the powerful and influential people in Tianjing and the capital find out...

Li Kang slapped his face. Damn it, if Chu Zhu really was royalty, that would be good, but if not... Li Kang felt like he couldn't breathe.

After all, you're not royalty, yet you can communicate with the gods enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple... What do you want to do? Or rather, what can you do?
"Never mind!" Li Kang clenched his fist, forcibly dispelling the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and his expression became serious. "Superhuman... It's all that damn superhuman's fault! If it weren't for him, how could I have seen this kind of thing... And even putting that aside, why did he have to do such a lousy thing?"

When Li Kang said the last sentence, he was almost gritting his teeth.

He would rather see the bank robbed than see the six people, including the general manager, of the shantytown redevelopment area's trade union killed.

Chu Zhu is a powder keg, but isn't the union just as much?
If this matter is not handled properly, it could very well cause the entire shantytown redevelopment area to explode, and at that point... the consequences are unimaginable!
……

The shantytown redevelopment area, the headquarters of the trade union.

The headquarters is located in an unfinished building in a shantytown redevelopment area, and it is only three stories high.

Although it underwent basic renovations after the union moved in, it was not luxurious, and could even be described as very perfunctory... The interior decoration was still cement-style, and many of the empty spaces that had not been fitted with windows were simply covered up with cloth and paper.

When Chu Zhu arrived, the place was already packed with people.

The union's guards, armed with various melee weapons and with bloodshot eyes, began their patrol. They were clearly in a highly unstable emotional state!

Guan Fei, drenched in sweat, was trying to persuade them. "Brothers, I also came from a shantytown redevelopment area... I know what the trade union really represents! I also respect General Secretary Zhou Ze, but everyone, we really need to calm down!"

"Traitor! You're a traitor! All you do is tell everyone to be patient! Be patient! Those damned vampires killed the Director General! And you're telling us to be patient?" Someone couldn't hold back and started cursing.

“I know he passed the civil service exam and is now a patrol officer! He looks down on us completely…”

"Find the murderer now! Kill him, and we'll believe you."

"I...this...you..." Guan Fei's fat trembled violently with emotion; he felt truly helpless. Some of the more agitated individuals were already hurling sticks at him. Guan Fei dared not resist, only able to endure the beatings while trying to escape. After all, if he were to actually escalate the conflict...the consequences would be unimaginable!
Just when he was almost in despair, he finally saw his savior, a voice shrill, "Mr. Zhu! You've come."

Instantly, countless eyes turned to this direction.

The atmosphere, which had been almost boiling over, instantly quieted down.

Ultimately, this guard force was also created by Chu Zhu himself.

Without a guard team and a violent organization, how could Chu Zhu have made those factory owners so obedient?

Therefore, there is no doubt that this group of people admire Chu Zhu.

Instantly, a huge crowd surged over.

"The Director-General! The Director-General, he..." The boy, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, was wearing factory clothes, holding a wooden stick, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"It must be those damned factory owners! Mr. Zhu, let's do it! Hang them all on the streetlights. Kill them all!" This was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, gripping a bamboo spear tightly, gritting his teeth.

"Protests, demonstrations, revenge! Blood debts can only be repaid with blood." This was a young man.

The scene was in an uproar, with the crowd in a frenzy.

Guan Fei's relaxed expression froze, and sweat poured down his face even more. He stared at Chu Zhu with a tense, even pleading look. He had discovered something terrifying…

If Chu Zhu shares the same thoughts as these people, then it's all over...

If Chu Zhu raised his arm and shouted, it could really provoke a response from the entire shantytown redevelopment area... If that were the case, it would be better if Chu Zhu didn't come at all, and let the people from the shantytown redevelopment area just rush into those factories and kill everyone...

After all, if this group really did that, at most they would only destroy some factories and kill some wealthy people, but Chu Zhu took action...

In any case, with his limited imagination, he couldn't fathom how the situation would ultimately turn out.

And to this.

Chu Zhu didn't speak; he simply swept his cold gaze across everyone present.

Many people subconsciously took a step back. They sensed Chu Zhu's dissatisfaction, doubted that they had made a mistake, and many even shuddered as if they had seen a mouse with a cat.

"Nonsense!" Chu Zhu practically spat out the two words through gritted teeth. Although the factory owner was indeed a suspicious individual in his eyes, the degree of suspicion was extremely low...

It's not that Chu Zhu looks down on them!

If it were so easy for superhumans to get involved in reality, he should have died when he was twelve!

How could he still be sixteen or seventeen years old?
There must be some other problem!

Furthermore, even if it really was one or a few factory owners who were involved, we still need to accurately identify the suspects! Then drag them out and torture them thoroughly. Only kill them after we have evidence!
Kill them all? You're asking for it!
Do they really think the Jinghai City government is dead?

When things escalated to that point, it could almost be called a riot!

(End of this chapter)