The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 444 - 250 Magic Miracle: Feast of the Resurrected Corpses_3
Chapter 444: Chapter 250 Magic Miracle: Feast of the Resurrected Corpses_3”Bang bang bang bang—” Explosions sounded consecutively in Zone E3, flames shooting into the sky.

Police Chief Ruben’s heart sank. He frowned and murmured, ”They’re actually playing for real...”

He could imagine that the sites of the explosions were now ruins, likely with civilian casualties.

”Quick, organize a rescue team.” His response was swift, issuing the proper commands.

Above, on the rooftop.

”Stop, what exactly do you want? I can give you anything.” Jiang Shu also spoke urgently as he stepped forward, hands outstretched, seemingly trying to appease the erratic and violent Clo.

”Hmm... Nice attitude.” Red Clo smiled as he raised his champagne glass. ”Come on, cheers.”

Jiang Shu followed his gaze to another glass of champagne. Hesitating briefly, he then picked it up, his expression solemn as he clinked glasses with Red Clo and downed it in one go. ”Okay, I’ve drunk it. What’s next?”

”Very good, very courageous.” Red Clo smiled satisfactorily and discarded his empty glass.

He had actually drunk it...

The spectators in the Central District simultaneously felt anxious for the Magician. They worried that the next moment Jiang Shu might clutch his stomach, collapsing while foaming at the mouth.

Not everyone could be as brave as him; indeed, most wouldn’t even have the courage to set foot in the Obsidian Building.

That was Clo, the most terrifying criminal in the history of Lonely City.

And the person standing opposite him was neither police personnel, a member of the Terrorism Control Bureau, nor someone from the Three Major Groups.

A Magician from the Entertainment Series, T4.

How could such a bizarre scenario not stir the emotions of the audience in the Central District?

Back on the rooftop, Jiang Shu turned slightly, barely moving his lips as he spoke, ”Enough is enough; if we delay any longer, they’ll start suspecting.”

Indeed, this was all just an act between the two men.

To be precise, it was a script crafted solely by Red Clo, which Jiang Shu had to follow, or else he wouldn’t resurrect the public.

This had been an abrupt demand from Red Clo, his intention was quite clear, practically written on his face.

Reluctantly, he had to agree.

It was the least damaging plan.

”Alright.” Red Clo smiled briefly in agreement and then turned to shout into the air, ”Little Dick, start now.”

At that moment, Jiang Shu also suddenly threw out a black Card, striking Red Clo’s wrist, and coincidentally, a button flew out of his grip.

Just like those cliché climaxes often seen in movies, the button flew towards the edge of the rooftop, and Jiang Shu and Red Clo both leapt up, attempting to grab it.

Everyone held their breath as they watched the two figures soaring high above.

Jiang Shu caught the button!

He lay at the edge of the rooftop, and in his right hand was that button!

Moreover, just like those saintly protagonists in movies, he grasped the dangling Clo with his left hand.

He saved him!

Clo was stunned. ”Why?”

”You should be punished by the law.” Jiang Shu grimaced as he recited the line, ”My saving you has nothing to do with you.”

Clo froze again, then suddenly broke into hysterical laughter, ”Hahaha! So it turns out like this! But I will never let the law punish me!”

With that, he wrenched free from Jiang Shu’s grip and laughed as he fell from the high building.

Just like Black Clo had once said...

Laughing as he turned into a distant crow.

Tonight’s male protagonist merely stared blankly at the falling Clo, his right hand gripping the button.

At this moment, if the camera were to pull back, providing a panoramic shot of Jiang Shu, it would make for a good ending.

However, this was not the end—another aberration occurred.

Under the astonished gaze of countless people, in the open space filled with dead bodies, hundreds of corpses suddenly sat up.

Under the lamplight, an eerie atmosphere permeated.