November 29th, 6:00 PM.

A luxury cruise ship named "The Argo" set sail from a port in S City.

Tonight, those invited onto this ship were a special group of guests.

Among them were corrupt politicians, unscrupulous merchants, well-known socialites, and desperate fugitives.

These people all had one thing in common... they had all arrived at the edge of the abyss for various reasons, and one more step would lead to eternal damnation...

And their purpose in coming to this ship was also the same: to gamble with the rest of their lives, trying to grasp that faint... last glimmer of hope.

However, among these hundreds of people, there were also exceptions.

For example... a person named Jiang Daode was not here of his own volition.

...

"Ah... we're about to reach international waters, right..." Feng Bujue sat on the bed in his cabin, looking out at the golden sea under the setting sun through the porthole, murmuring to himself, "If I remember correctly... this ship is registered in Panama, right?" He licked his lips and sneered, "Hmph... this kind of trip where you 'might get killed and thrown into the sea at any moment' is really exciting."

When he boarded the ship, Jue-Ge had already gone through strict security checks; according to the regulations, "guests" were not allowed to bring any electronic products on board. Not even a cell phone or a laptop; even a digital watch was prohibited. Therefore, he naturally couldn't contact the outside world.

So the question is, why was Feng Bujue here, at this time, in this place?

This matter has to be traced back to five days ago...

On the 24th, Jue-Ge went out and bought some bizarre materials, tinkered with them at home for a long time, made a devil's magic circle, and took the initiative to summon Woody.

His intention in summoning Woody was also very clear: he wanted the other party to stop caring whether Li Ruoyu agreed or not, and just undo the seal.

Woody chuckled when he heard this.

This guy said... undoing the seal was easy, all he had to do was stand there and snap his fingers.

Feng Bujue said, then just undo it.

But Woody refused, saying... when he came to give him the prize a few days ago, he thought he could take care of this matter along the way, but he and the female hero Li were having a fight, so he had to make a wasted trip. Now he suddenly says to ignore her wishes and specially summons him to do this, does he take him for an errand boy? As the saying goes, a thief never leaves empty-handed, he had to discuss terms with him.

When Feng Bujue heard this, he immediately cursed... his mother's, this was originally the bet he made with him before the S2 finals. Now that he lost, he could make him fulfill his obligation whenever he wanted. What conditions does he have to talk about?

And Woody chuckled again, saying... he was originally a devil from hell, what obligation is he talking about? What if he just reneged on the debt? He dared him to hit him.

Then Feng Bujue took out the fire extinguisher he had prepared in advance, filled with "holy water," and sprayed it all over Woody's face.

Unfortunately, this method was useless against a demon of the Four Scoundrels level; Woody had long been at the stage of "drinking holy water from churches like vodka."

Seeing this, Feng Bujue took out a pile of talisman papers drawn according to the methods recorded in the *Dunjia Tianshu* (遁甲天书, a Taoist text on divination and strategy) and slapped them all over Woody.

This time it worked, and he managed to suppress Woody for a few seconds before the talisman papers instantly burst into ashes.

Woody wasn't angry, and he even smiled and taught Jue-Ge... drawing talismans requires blood, preferably the caster's own blood. If you're unwilling, use someone else's blood or chicken blood. If you really don't have any... then use cinnabar as a substitute.

Feng Bujue said... first, he didn't want to use his own blood; second, getting someone else's blood might get him arrested by the police; third, live poultry hasn't been allowed to be sold in the market for years, chicken blood is even harder to get than human blood, would pig's blood work? Should he buy a bowl of *maoxuewang* (毛血旺, a spicy Sichuan dish with blood curd) and process it?

In short, after they bickered for a while, Woody brought the topic back on track, saying... since he thought it was a loss to discuss terms, he would also make a concession.

So... devils are very good at negotiating with people. It was originally his fault, but he could turn it into seeming like he was making concessions by making unreasonable demands.

Of course, Jue-Ge was also an expert in this skill, and he immediately exposed Woody and said he wouldn't bother with him. If he didn't undo the seal, he would delete his account and commit suicide.

The two of them continued to test each other and act shamelessly for a while. Finally, they reached an agreement: on the evening of the 29th, Feng Bujue would go to "The Argo" to retrieve an "item" for Woody. Jue-Ge promised that he would "do his best." But even if he failed to obtain that item in the end, Woody had to undo Ruoyu's seal. And if Jue-Ge succeeded in the end, then Woody would not only undo the seal but also reveal the "truth about Jue-Ge's abilities."

Thus... there was tonight's trip.

...

In short, in the past five days, in addition to constantly grinding dungeons in the game, Feng Bujue had also been quite actively investigating and preparing for "The Argo" and its related matters in reality.

At 4:30 PM on the 29th, Feng Bujue arrived at the "designated location" (a parking lot in the city) with a briefcase. At this time, several men in black suits and a luxury car were already waiting for him there.

Those people didn't ask Jue-Ge to wear a hood or anything because there was nothing to hide about their destination—it was the port. However, if the guests didn't take the organizer's designated car, they wouldn't be able to enter the boarding area.

At 5:00 PM, Feng Bujue arrived at the pier. When he got out of the car, he was already wearing a silver raven mask (also known as a plague doctor mask, commonly worn by doctors during the Black Death in the Middle Ages) that he had prepared in advance.

This was undoubtedly one of the organizer's arrangements... in order to protect the guests' privacy, guests were allowed to wear masks in public; as for the type of mask, the guests could choose for themselves, as long as they didn't tamper with the mask...

As Jue-Ge boarded the ship wearing a mask, the other guests were also boarding one after another.

At the entrance, there was a very advanced detection device. Any electronic device or abnormal item... wouldn't be able to sneak past its detection. It was a piece of equipment at the anti-espionage level.

During the time that Feng Bujue was boarding the ship, he personally witnessed two people trying to sneak in electronic devices...

The first one had hidden a mini camera and receiver set disguised as an electric shaver in his bag. After being discovered, he cried and shouted, wanting to stay and promising that he would no longer harbor any wishful thinking. However... he was still thrown into a car, bag and all, by a group of burly men in black, and his whereabouts were unknown.

The second one... this one was even more ruthless. He directly implanted an electronic chip into his face, next to his jawbone. Needless to say... this one could also scram.

It was foreseeable... that there were many others like these two who attempted to bring small props on board, but Feng Bujue soon successfully boarded the ship, and he had no interest in staying at the railing to watch the other boarders.

When boarding, each person would receive a magnetic card, which could be used to open the door to their cabin. Feng Bujue quickly found his room with the guidance of the staff, swiped the card to enter, dropped his luggage, and took off his mask.

On the way here, the staff, uniformly dressed in black suits and sunglasses, had clearly told the guests that there were absolutely no cameras in the cabins, which were the only "private spaces." But once they stepped out of the cabin, there was no place that wasn't under the surveillance of cameras and staff.

Feng Bujue was quite convinced of this.

He also knew very well that it wasn't that the organizer didn't want to install cameras in the cabins, but that it was more troublesome to operate in practice.

Because... no matter what, the organizer couldn't possibly install cameras in the toilets, right? If a guest really wanted to do something in a place where the cameras couldn't see, then with cameras in the cabins, they would simply move their base of operations to the toilet...

So, since "private spaces" would exist no matter what, they might as well not install cameras in the cabins at all. Anyway, the pre-boarding checks had already been very thorough, so they wouldn't be able to pull any tricks.

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Evening, 6:45 PM. The Argo had already entered international waters.

A broadcast sounded in the cabins: "Guests, please proceed to the ship's main hall immediately. The dinner party is about to begin."

This announcement was repeated many times, about once every thirty seconds.

Before Feng Bujue had even heard the third announcement, he had already put on his mask and left his cabin.

Outside the cabins and on the deck, a black-suited staff member could be seen standing guard every few dozen meters. Guests could ask for directions at any time.

After asking the first man in a suit he encountered a few questions, Jue-Ge knew the way and strolled leisurely along the ship's rail.

At this time, it was the last moment before nightfall.

The afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely faded, and scarlet clouds appeared in the pale purple sky, reflecting a beautiful color on the sea.

The salty sea breeze blew from the side, causing Feng Bujue to swallow.

As a man who could feel the Earth's rotation (Jue-Ge's abilities were getting stronger and stronger recently, but he had also mastered the knack of controlling them, at least he no longer had a feeling of "seasickness on Earth"), whenever he stood in front of such a scene, he could experience some indescribable feelings that others couldn't understand.

But... he couldn't say what that feeling was.

Perhaps... after this trip, after knowing the truth about his abilities, the answer would be clearer.

Feng Bujue thought to himself, withdrew his wandering divine sense, and continued to move forward...

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Evening, 7:00 PM.

The main hall of the Argo cruise ship.

If a person woke up from a dream and found himself here, he would never think that he was on a ship.

If someone were to hold a "photo annotation selection contest" for the word "magnificent," then the scenery of this main hall would definitely be a top contender.

There's a saying, "Things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme," which is very appropriate here.

When many people first see this space, they are shocked and amazed. But after that initial emotion... this excessive luxury doesn't make you think of anything beautiful.

It makes you think of a king who lived hundreds of years ago and embezzled a large amount of the national budget; or the selfish, greedy villains in fairy tales.

After about two minutes, you might even think of Ethiopian famine victims...

But... you will never have any "beautiful" feelings.

Because anyone with a shred of conscience will instinctively feel a sense of sin and guilt when in this space. This ship, this main hall, is giving people this impression...

"Whoa~ I seem to have worn the wrong clothes." After stepping into this main hall, Feng Bujue realized a problem—everyone else was dressed so formally.

The men were almost all dressed in full tailcoats or evening suits, and even with masks on, they had their hair slicked back.

"One by one, looking all dignified..." Feng Bujue looked around and muttered softly, "Their leather shoes are so shiny they can be used as mirrors... I can see the ladies' skirts through your leather shoes..."

And the ladies were also dressed in formal attire. Regardless of height or weight, they were all wearing evening gowns that looked expensive at a glance. Whether it was a dignified and elegant, sexy and fiery, or fresh and elegant style, it was quite in line with the owner's figure and temperament. This also shows... that they are the kind of people who often wear evening gowns.

"One by one, looking all dignified..." In front of Jue-Ge's complaints, all beings are equal, regardless of men or women, everyone is like a dog, "The high heels are so high they can be used as ladders... I can see your skirts if I pretend to tie my shoelaces."

Alright, complaints are just complaints, our Jue-Ge is not that kind of person.

Because he doesn't know how to tie shoelaces very well...

In short, at this point, Feng Bujue belatedly realized the organizer's intention in letting the guests board the ship more than an hour in advance and providing "private space."

To put it bluntly... it's to give you some time to change your clothes and dress up.

However, Feng Bujue didn't know about this. When he came, those men in black suits didn't tell him that he had to dress formally for the dinner party... so Jue-Ge guessed that this matter should be common sense.

So, why didn't he know? It must have been that Woody deliberately didn't tell him...

"That grandson is intentionally trying to embarrass me..." At this time, Jue-Ge was dressed in a casual jacket, with his hands in his pockets, walking down the steps on the white bearskin carpet. At the same time, he thought, "Hmm... no, Woody wouldn't use such a low method to scheme against someone..." A few seconds later, he thought of the answer, "Oh... because he knows that I don't have any decent evening gowns or suits suitable for this occasion, so he simply didn't mention it, right..."

In a sense, Woody was indeed considerate.

"Hmph... so be it." Feng Bujue smiled and said, "From the result... it's actually better to dress like this."

Indeed, in this occasion where everyone was dressed so formally, his unique style... had successfully attracted the attention of all the other guests.