Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

But the swinging stick could no longer be retracted…

He was very clear—the bald guy in front of him was not human at all, but a monster! Its ability to withstand blows might very well exceed his imagination; this strike might not be effective.

If he missed, and the other party became enraged, he couldn't bear the consequence!

In utter panic, he howled internally, yet he couldn't stop the force.

Smack!

The stick heavily struck the bald guy's smooth head, shattering instantly!

He felt as if he had hit a steel wall with his stick, the base of his palm splitting open instantly, blood dripping… Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

But what scared him even more was that his worst fear had happened.

The shiny bald head slowly turned around, the dopey expression gradually twisting into ferocity, "You… hit me?"

Gulp…

Director Jiang swallowed a large gulp of saliva, sweat beading on his forehead as his heart raced faster!

Just when he thought he was a dead man…

Boom!

With a loud noise, a large wild boar suddenly rushed in front of him, flung its mouth, and threw a person onto the ground—it was Hu Hao!

Looking at the large wild boar and its blood-red eyeballs, Director Jiang felt as though his heart was about to explode!

But luckily, as the person on the ground came to their senses and screamed, "Help me!"

The terrifying bald guy was also distracted.

Tang Sanzang grabbed Hu Hao off the ground and asked, "Was it you who falsely accused the monk of robbery?"

Hu Hao, seeing the bald guy and especially the large wild boar behind him, was so scared that he wet himself, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding…

I just didn't want to be judged the mastermind, so I spoke nonsense.

Great monk, I was wrong…"

Tang Sanzang looked at Director Jiang.

Director Jiang was also stunned; he didn't expect this kind of outcome!

Following that, Director Jiang pursued further, "Then what about the testimony you gave before?"

Hu Hao cried out, "I've only seen this monk once; he ran to my place, leading you guys there, which resulted in my place getting raided.

I held a grudge, so I made everything up."

Director Jiang was dumbfounded, he never imagined such a turn of events.

Director Jiang looked at Tang Sanzang, who lifted his head and said, "Did you understand all that? The monk has been wronged, you got that?"

Director Jiang, with a wry smile, nodded and said, "I understand… but what about the bank card?"

Just as Tang Sanzang was about to say something, sounds of police dogs barking and voices approached from afar, and then a group of police rushed over.

Seeing this, Director Jiang quickly leaped out to stop the police, to prevent them from acting rashly.

While holding back the police, Director Jiang asked Tang Sanzang, "What's the deal with your bank card? That card's owner isn't you."

Before Tang Sanzang could answer, someone ran over, whispering, "Director, the owner of the bank card, Chen Wei, has been found. We asked her about the card, and she said she gave it to him."

Director Jiang was completely dumbstruck; turns out he had been frantically busy, tossed around by a wild boar, and in the end, he had been chasing the wrong person!

Tang Sanzang lifted his chin and said, "Apologize!"

Director Jiang let out a wry laugh, bowed in apology, and said, "I'm sorry, it was all a misunderstanding. It's mostly my fault for acting without proper investigation... I was wrong."

Although Director Jiang had apologized, he felt the error was simply too grave. In his view, there was no way the other party would easily forgive him.

He had already prepared for the worst, ready to return home to farm.

Sure enough, the bald man humphed, "Is an apology enough?"

Director Jiang lamented in his heart, as expected, the other party wouldn't let him off the hook. It seemed he was going to disarm and return to farming, so he asked, "Monk, what else do you want?"

Tang Sanzang sneered, "You made me take the blame, how is an apology enough? At the very least, you should treat me to a meal!"

Upon hearing this, Director Jiang was stunned. Treat to a meal?

He looked at Tang Sanzang suspiciously and said, "Just... just a meal?"

Tang Sanzang immediately realized that his demand seemed too low, so he added, "Three meals!"

Director Jiang laughed, "Alright, alright, three meals it is! Whatever you want to eat, it's on me!"

However, Director Jiang soon found no reason to laugh.

...

Clang, clang...

A loud clattering of bowls and chopsticks rang out as all the policemen in the cafeteria were dumbfounded by the mountain of plates and bowls stacked up not far away. There, a large and a small figure, and a pig, were frantically eating!

The key thing was, the wild pig could eat, sure, but the bald man was eating just as much, if not more!

Although he occasionally criticized the flavor as unsatisfactory and the ingredients poor, his consumption rate was tremendously fast and showed no sign of slowing.

However, the most shocking thing was the little girl, not very big in stature, but her appetite was astonishingly large!

She wasn't eating any less than the other two!

At that moment, her face buried in the plate, she was devouring the rice with big mouthfuls, occasionally looking up to grab some dishes, her face smeared with rice.

Director Fan watched the frenzied eaters, his heart bleeding, and he quietly asked the accountant next to him, "How much is it now?"

"Over thirty thousand..." the accountant replied.

Director Fan looked up to the heavens and lamented, "There goes half a year of my salary..."

...

When the cafeteria doors opened and a large and a small figure walked out with a wild pig, Director Fan heaved a sigh of relief. But then, when he saw the bill, he almost didn't manage to take another breath—it nearly became his last.

Fortunately, he endured it.

"Monk, if you don't mind, could I have a word with you?" Director Jiang asked.

Tang Sanzang didn't mind. Having eaten his fill, he also wanted to find a place to sit and properly understand what kind of world this really was.

The Director Jiang before him was a government official and seemed to have some authority, exactly the type of person he was looking for.

So, the two people, each with their own needs, hit it off and came together.

Since the Director's office had been smashed into a big hole, Director Jiang chose a small conference room.

However, as he passed his office, the heartache struck again...

On the other hand, the big wild pig was snorting nonchalantly, not minding at all.

The two sat down.

After considering it for a while, Director Jiang decided to get straight to the point and asked, "Monk, I've seen your martial prowess. It is truly impressive... may I ask, where did you learn it from?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said, "I can't tell you that, I don't know myself. Perhaps it's innate. Besides, I have amnesia. I can't remember a lot of things, like how to withdraw money from the bank, how to use a toilet, and such..."

Director Jiang was naturally not satisfied with such an answer, but understanding that the other party had amnesia, he replied, "That's simple, I will find you some books on everyday knowledge, you'll understand once you've read them. Also, I can help you get in touch with neurologists to help you recover your lost memories.

Monk, are you a martial artist or a superpowered individual?"

After expressing his gratitude, Tang Sanzang asked curiously, "What's a superpowered individual?"

Director Jiang explained, "Superpowered individuals are like those who can control fire, wind, and things like that. I've never seen one myself, just in movies and novels. When I saw you break a large tree with a single punch, which is far beyond ordinary people, I had to ask. Please don't take offense."