Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1489: Gusanka Night (Part 3)

This “final announcement” is actually just symbolic, merely a formality.

Because the sound from the loudspeakers can’t reach the entire South District.

Moreover, his so-called “reporting,” doesn’t even provide a phone number.

This broadcast was merely a cover to protect himself from post-event inquiries.

If there are large-scale civilian casualties, he can at least avoid certain charges: he has fulfilled his duty to inform.

Ten minutes after the broadcast, two battalions of soldiers entered the South District!

And at this moment, the sun finally set!

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As the Mayor’s army entered the South District on a large scale, nearly everyone in the North District was tensely observing.

Those with conditions climbed to the rooftops of their own buildings to gaze, while those without took out their phones to gather information.

But unexpectedly, after the soldiers from the two camps entered the South District from the two bridges, the entire district remained unexpectedly silent.

Quiet, extraordinarily so!

After sunset, the sky grew darker until it was completely black.

Looking south from the north bank of the artificial river, the entire South District was pitch-dark; the usual fireworks-like lights seemed to have disappeared completely tonight.

Whether due to the Mayor’s broadcast or other reasons, the people of the South District seemed to have chosen to turn off their lights and candle flames tonight, plunging both the streets and interiors into darkness.

At this moment, the South District appeared as if immersed in a zone of darkness!

Only the lights from the army’s cars and soldiers’ torches or flashlights occasionally flickered.

Then, as they walked further, those lights became harder to discern.

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The rooftop of the hotel was crowded with many guests. Initially, the hotel manager did not allow guests to access the rooftop.

But, unable to withstand the crowd’s numbers, and someone having broken the lock, the manager reluctantly allowed it.

By the way, it was Little Haid who secretly broke the lock amid the chaos.

Chen Yan stood among the crowd, surrounded by several foreign tourists, most of whom were white.

Everyone looked southward, tense but slightly excited and curious, observing the situation to the south.

There was little fear or worry on people’s faces.

Many travelers were not visiting Gusanka for the first time; some were genuine merchants dealing in mining, others involved in different businesses, with pure tourists being few.

Most of these people were familiar with the local situation in Gusanka and understood the mighty Mayor’s power.

Having seen the large influx of soldiers into the city, everyone naturally felt this was nothing more than a foolish challenge to a giant.

A group of mud-legged bandits from the South District, merely rats, how could they possibly challenge the Mayor who controls the army?

A stupid provocation, awaiting nothing but destruction.

Among the crowd, the most optimistic was a middle-aged white man, an international businessman in minerals—he even knew the Mayor.

This man must indeed have some influence; he brought two followers, or rather, bodyguards.

He was a regular hotel guest, known by some other guests.

He was the most optimistic person present, apart from Chen Yan, and another guest staying in a hotel suite.

His attitude was the most optimistic, predicting that by sunrise, the foolish in the South District throwing eggs against rocks would be dug out by the army from their nests.

“If there are no surprises, by tomorrow morning we can go to the city square to watch the spectacle. Given my understanding of the Mayor, he should conduct a public trial in the square after capturing them, followed by a public execution.”

As he said this, the white businessman held a bottle of beer, looking very composed.

Many people trusted his words.

After observing the South District for a while, Chen Yan expressionlessly left the rooftop with Little Haid and returned to his room.

Something seemed off.

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Logically, Chen Yan understood that he should be considered the instigator of this incident.

He was robbed in the South District and killed someone while resisting.

The people from the South District retaliated, entering the North District to find him, sparking a conflict between South District forces and the Mayor’s family in the North District.

Then, according to the Heavenly Dao’s cycle of cause and effect, and the emphasis on “causality” by cultivators, a significant part of the causality should fall on him!

If large-scale casualties occur during the Mayor’s conflict with the South District…

Many of these casualties’ causality should be borne by him, the instigator.

This is basic logic.

Originally, as a cultivator, Chen Yan wouldn’t want to bear such causality—most cultivators would be unwilling as it would plant serious hidden dangers for their future cultivation.

Chen Yan originally planned to take action secretly.

After the South District people entered the North District, burned several cars, killed some policemen, and some of their own died—after this incident, Chen Yan planned to take action silently to end it.

His original idea was to take a trip to the South District, secretly find the lair of these bandits or fanatics, and conduct a clean decapitation operation.

No matter the gang leader or the fanatic religious leader, just eliminate them, leaving the group leaderless and unable to cause significant trouble.

The Gusanka crisis would be resolved.

But… Chen Yan did nothing because after hearing news about those fanatical religious followers, he examined his “fortune” and “destiny” before taking action.

Chen Yan discovered something strange.

He wasn’t carrying any causality!

Logically, as the instigator of this major conflict, the causality should fall on him, so he should bear a significant amount of causality.

The cost in lives and the impact of causality would directly affect his destiny and fortune.

This is the so-called consequence of doing too many bad things, bearing causality—it would disturb a person’s original fortune and destiny.

He’s experienced this before—when Chen Yan followed the Heaven-Licking Dao, killing those deemed deserving around the world, unintentionally causing clashes between several armed districts in South Asia, leading to many unintended deaths.

This situation caused him to be penalized in merit, reducing his cultivation.

This is causality—at the time, Chen Yan noticed changes and disturbances in his fortune and destiny.

But this time, after the events in Gusanka, his fortune hadn’t changed.

Then…

The only explanation is that he is not the instigator of this event!

In other words, regardless of his involvement, the clash between the South and North Districts was bound to happen!

Perhaps the South District had long been planning a major move.

He’s merely a passerby, not affecting the overall situation.

Therefore…

What the South District folks stated in their ultimatum—to hand over this “yellow-skinned person”—

Was nothing but a pretext!

They deliberately found an excuse to trigger the conflict, likely to provoke the Mayor’s family in the North District.

If this was intentional…

Chen Yan believes that the optimistic expectations of everyone about the Mayor’s family might all be misplaced.