My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 182

Su Chen was no longer needed for the finishing work here. When Old Xia called for him to leave, he followed closely behind.

“Cough, cough—” He coughed, his throat throbbing faintly, and a stinging pain spread to other parts of his body.

“Are you injured?” Xia Hanshi noticed and frowned slightly. “It wasn’t Hong Xuan who did this to you, was it? You used a professional ability, sacrificing yourself to gain strength?”

Hong Xuan hadn’t even mounted an effective counterattack, so it was naturally impossible for him to injure Su Chen.

Suddenly, he seemed to recall something, his face suddenly turning ugly, and cold light flickered in his eyes. “Life Burner?

Pu Zhenghong even gave you this profession? Old fellow—you’re asking for death!”

What Life Burner?

Su Chen was startled. Seeing Xia Hanshi about to leap away, as if to settle accounts with Pu Zhenghong, he hurriedly stopped him: “It’s not a Life Burner, it’s a profession given by Yuandu, called Destroyer.”

“Yuandu?” Xia Hanshi stopped moving and asked with a frown, “When did this happen? What’s the price?”

When Yuandu played tricks, Old Xia was still outside and didn’t know about it. Su Chen didn’t hide anything and immediately explained, “The more severe the body injury, the more strength gained.”

Destroyer doesn’t exchange injury for strength, but rather provides a boost based on the extent of the damage. These two are completely different.

Xia Hanshi’s withered hand rested on Su Chen’s shoulder, still suspicious. “Your injuries aren’t too severe, so how did you erupt with such powerful strength?”

Even if it was as Su Chen said, it was even more out of place.

“Thanks to my other professional ability,” Su Chen explained, “they complement each other.”

“That’s how it is—” Hearing the explanation, Xia Hanshi finally relaxed.

Su Chen then seized the opportunity to ask, “Teacher, what kind of profession is this Life Burner?”

“A very dangerous profession, burning one’s lifespan in exchange for powerful strength,” Xia Hanshi said indifferently, glancing at him. “Do you want it?”

The two had already walked to the hovercar. Xia Hanshi went in first, followed by Su Chen. After sitting down, Su Chen nodded honestly, “I’m a little curious.”

Burning one’s life certainly sounded dangerous, but it must also be very powerful. Whether to get the profession or not, he could collect information first.

“Don’t even think about it,” Xia Hanshi shook his head decisively. “The price for this profession is too high. Once your lifespan is burned, there’s no way to replenish it.”

“It’s for fighting for your life,” Su Chen couldn’t help but say, “When death is imminent and your life is gone, what’s good is having a lifespan?”

“That’s true,” Xia Hanshi frowned, “but its requirements are very difficult. Just getting the profession requires burning ten years of lifespan.”

Just getting the profession requires burning one’s life?

Hearing this, Su Chen became even more curious. Old Xia here probably wouldn’t be willing to give it to him, so he might as well go ask Old Pu about the situation.

Seeing Su Chen remain silent, Xia Hanshi couldn’t help but feel a headache. This kid wasn’t talking now, clearly not listening to advice, and probably secretly thinking of ways to get it himself.

If he really went to the Translation Office to ask, Pu Zhenghong would probably give it to him most of the time.

“Are you thinking of going to Pu Zhenghong?” Xia Hanshi suddenly asked. Su Chen paused and immediately denied, “No.”

“Forget it, just listen to it and be done with it,” Xia Hanshi shook his head.

“You know the requirements?” Su Chen was surprised, and then he realized, “You’ve taken the profession?”

Xia Hanshi was silent for a moment before nodding, “Mm, I’ve used it a few times.”

Used it, a few times?

Looking at Old Xia’s gaunt face, Su Chen couldn’t help but click his tongue.

“Life Burner—”

【Special profession detected – Life Burner: Can be attained upon completion of requirements.】

【Requirement 1: Remaining theoretical lifespan must be more than three times your current age.】

【Requirement 2: Possess the resolve to embrace death, touching your life fire during near-death experiences.】

【Requirement 3: Use the twisted souls of the deceased as fuel, ignite your life fire with the light of nascent souls, burning ten years of your lifespan.】

The panel popped up. Su Chen glanced at it. Unlike the perverted Destroyer, this one was more brutal, and the requirement of burning lifespan was even more direct.

【As a madman who has seen through the mysteries of life, the Life Burner pays high respects to the Great Venerable. Requirement 2 has been weakened; merely touching one’s life fire is sufficient.】

He thought that guys who played with their lives were all fierce, but this one was even more cowardly than Destroyer, yet still called a madman.

Su Chen muttered to himself, looking at the text on the panel, expecting this guy not to show respect to the Great Venerable.

“Just listen, don’t take it to heart,” Xia Hanshi warned, seeing Su Chen’s eyes unfocused, assuming he was contemplating feasibility.

Su Chen quickly assured him and then changed the subject: “Teacher, I think this Destroyer of mine is quite good. Do you want it?”

Old Xia might genuinely be able to meet the Destroyer’s bizarre requirements.

“What are the requirements? Tell me.” Xia Hanshi became a bit interested, listening to Su Chen describe the Destroyer’s professional requirements.

However, his expression couldn’t help but become a little strange, and his gaze frequently turned to Su Chen.

“Experiencing joy in pain”—could Su Chen even meet this requirement?

“You didn’t just barely get the profession, did you?” Xia Hanshi suddenly asked, looking at the performance of his power just now, which didn’t seem like the kind of ability that could be achieved by barely getting the profession.

“Uh—almost, almost.”

Su Chen murmured to himself, wondering what Old Xia thought of him secretly. After the master and disciple exchanged professions, the hovercar had already taken off.

Below, Bu Siqi looked up, feeling a little envious, “Sigh, Teacher and Junior Brother are getting closer and closer, and we two are left out.”

There was no response beside him. Teng Liang just watched the judges on site, carrying out the cleanup work.

“I say—” Bu Siqi snapped back to reality and poked Teng Liang, unable to help but say, “You’ve been busy with this for a while now, following Teacher around, even keeping it from me.

“And when did you become so formidable? That Faceless Divine Son seems to bear quite a grudge against you.”

Before he could finish speaking, Bu Siqi suddenly felt a dimming sensation before his eyes. Teng Liang’s large hand had already pressed down on his head, and a pair of emotionless eyes stared at him.

Before he could even speak, he felt the world spin, and he was thrown out in a straight spin, crashing directly onto the ground. Bu Siqi cursed, “Are you sick?! You don’t even let me praise you?”

“You still want me to foresee?”

In the hovercar, Su Chen retracted his gaze from the rapidly receding scenery below and looked at Xia Hanshi in surprise.

—

He did want to find an opportunity to bring this up with Old Xia and then completely drain all the Demonic God power stored by the Court of Judgment.

Chong Jingtian and the others were probably coming back soon. If he tried to do this after they returned, it would only add a lot of trouble.

“That’s right—” Xia Hanshi nodded.

Before the Faceless Divine Son’s identity was exposed, although he had found many corroborating pieces of evidence, he still only had a 90% certainty.

After all, pinpointing the Divine Son essentially stemmed from Su Chen’s precognition.

However, there was no substantial evidence against Xu Siyuan himself. The identity was largely based on shooting an arrow and then drawing a target.

Having 90% certainty was already a testament to his immense trust in Su Chen.

Now that his precognitive ability had been proven by facts, he naturally had to find every way to maximize its use.

“Hmm—” Su Chen showed a hint of hesitation, and before he could speak, he heard Xia Hanshi say, “If there’s any risk, then don’t.”

No—Su Chen paused. You’re not asking if there are any problems?

“It’s not really a risk,” he could only say himself, “it’s just that my premonitions aren’t 100% guaranteed to trigger. That it triggered last time was already quite surprising to me.”

“Sometimes, I might consume Demonic God power and see nothing, or only see some inexplicable images.”

He didn’t have any precognition ability; he relied solely on sensing. But now Ying Feng City was unprecedentedly clean, and he estimated he wouldn’t sense anything at all, so he had to give a heads-up.

“No matter,” Xia Hanshi didn’t care. “Those things are just sitting there anyway, and it takes a lot of effort to guard them. If you can consume them out of thin air without any harm, it’s not a bad thing.”

Seeing that Xia Hanshi was operating under the assumption of “nothing ventured, nothing gained,” Su Chen finally relaxed. He was truly afraid that the other party would place too much hope on his so-called precognition ability.

“To increase the trigger probability, can you let me retrieve information on other related Demonic Gods?” Su Chen asked again.

“Okay,” Xia Hanshi said concisely. “This needs to be done quickly. It will be harder once Chong Jingtian returns.”

“”

“Understood, I’ll prepare as soon as I get back,” Su Chen quickly said.

Returning to the Court of Judgment, the two parted ways. Xia Hanshi went to the forbidden library to retrieve stored Demonic God items. This time, the quantity retrieved was immense, and he probably had to argue with Old Lei again.

Su Chen first went to logistics and got a Biyun Potion. Old Xia specifically told him to pick it up.

After chugging it down, Su Chen immediately felt his injuries alleviate, and his mental power gradually seeped into his body, observing the internal injuries.

He really didn’t know the extent of the Spirit Control power’s impact.

With just one observation, he clicked his tongue in wonder, “It’s truly balanced.”

The internal structure of the human body is extremely precise and complex, but now, inside his body, except for the vital organs like the heart, there were dense, fine scars everywhere. It was like an exquisite porcelain vessel on the verge of shattering but not yet shattered, reaching an extreme balance.

Under the nourishment of the recovery potion, those injuries gradually healed, and soon they were almost repaired, returning to a normal state. The dull ache receded, feeling quite refreshing.

“This potion is really good—” Su Chen savored it, then found the logistics manager and chatted for a bit. With a bitter expression on the manager’s face, he pocketed five tubes and left.

“All-encompassing, Life Burner—”

Leaving the logistics department, Su Chen headed to the place where information about Demonic Gods was stored, his eyes unfocused as he scrolled through the panel.

Neither of these professions could be easily completed. All-encompassing required at least one profession fusion, but he didn’t know how to trigger it.

As for the Life Burner, he didn’t want to burn his own lifespan, not even for a year.

“I still have a Faceless Essence in hand, but I can’t guarantee it can accurately negate this requirement. I’ll wait and see.”

“As for the life fire—”

He did know what this was. It was the materialized manifestation of one’s theoretical lifespan, but only some people could perceive it. It was affected by many factors; a major illness could cause a vigorously burning life fire to instantly extinguish.

Su Chen pondered, his thoughts inevitably diverging. He was already a Four-tier Professional, but his theoretical lifespan was only about 150 years, give or take not much.

“My physical fitness now is incomparably stronger than in my previous life, yet my lifespan has only increased by 40 or 50 years—”

He was still young, so he didn’t have lifespan worries yet, but it still felt somewhat inconceivable.

Even Seven-tier Professionals like Chong Jingtian and Shi Yunzhou, who possessed the power to move mountains and seas, could hardly live for two hundred years.

“No wonder the Demonic God believers developed so rapidly, often tempting people with their lifespan. It’s hard to resist,” Su Chen couldn’t help but sigh, looking up at the boundless, thick mist.

“Can the Morning Star rank live for five hundred years? According to speculation, it’s probably difficult. They can’t just live for three hundred years, right? That doesn’t seem to match their power.”

Calculated this way, excluding the growth period and the decline period at the end of life, the true peak period was actually not long.

Pondering all the way, Su Chen had already arrived at his destination. Xia Hanshi had already granted him access permissions. He walked straight in and quickly retrieved all the Demonic God information stored in Ying Feng.

Besides the Faceless Ghost and Hei Tuo, Ying Feng also recorded specific information about three Demonic Gods: Crimson One, who loved riots and chaos, and whose believers were the most violent. They were the main instigators of the previous incident within Ying Feng.

Dark Plague: Loved to spread diseases, and every believer was afflicted with severe illnesses.

Cunning Fox: Loved deceit the most, and its believers were all extremely treacherous and cunning.

Of course, the Demonic Gods that appeared in the history of Scarlet Thunder Star were not just these five; it was conservatively estimated to be at least a hundred.

Some disappeared under the encirclement of several major cities, while others vanished during infighting among Demonic God sects. In the end, only these five remained, with the most detailed records.

After checking them and gaining a slight understanding, Su Chen then retrieved the job requirements for their believers and fed them all to the “Sacrificial Chief.”

“I wonder what role these Demonic Gods actually play.”

When he left the place, it was already dusk, and Su Chen couldn’t help but murmur.

He had originally thought that this mist was created by the Demonic Gods, but after fully understanding Ying Feng’s records about the Demonic Gods, he found that this was not the case.

This mist also greatly weakened the connection between the Demonic Gods and the current world.

“The disasters caused by Demonic Gods are decreasing, not only because of the increased strength of various cities.” According to Ying Feng’s records, it was also because the concentration of mist seemed to be increasing.

The cost for believers to communicate with Demonic Gods was higher, and even Demonic God believers between cities found it difficult to contact each other.

“Where did this indiscriminate killer come from—” Su Chen waved his hand in the air. There seemed to be no mist in Ying Feng, but in reality, it was just very thin and not completely isolated.

Upon returning to his residence, Su Chen went down to the gravity room, his body hidden within the spatial interlayer, and began switching between various Demonic God priest states. However, within his sensory range, he found nothing.

“It’s truly clean. It’s been quite some time since their last alliance, and they haven’t sent anyone again.” Su Chen was a bit speechless. Hei Tuo’s people weren’t here either, as if they had given up attacking him.

“In that case, I can only extort them directly, and then make up some harmless lies to deceive Old Xia,” Su Chen sighed and emerged from the spatial rift.

Collecting his thoughts, he then focused on another matter, “Let’s see what’s going on with this BUFF given by the Great Venerable.”

He tentatively operated the body tempering and meditation methods, and immediately felt a difference. An unknown warm current surged from within his body, naturally nourishing every inch of his flesh and blood like spring rain.

The efficiency of elemental body tempering suddenly doubled. His muscles and bones hummed with joy in the warm current, and the elemental particles rushing between his flesh and blood tempered his body with extremely high activity.

His mental power also operated with unprecedented bright trajectories, clear and unobstructed like a flowing stream.