Chapter 52: The Descent of the Fierce God

Zeng Shen thought happily to himself as he marked the location on the display map in front of him and leaned back in his seat, waiting for the No. 1 Divine Energy Chariot to pass through the port town. After all, if he left without incident, he would easily earn 1,000 first-time survival points.

As for the subsequent survival points from these deities, he planned to collect them at a later date when he had time.

Just as Zeng Shen was contemplating this, his attention was caught by a scene at the port gate that passed by quickly.

About thirty meters from the port gate, there was a group of youths, seemingly troublemakers, holding sticks and appearing to be negotiating with the port workers and supervisors. However, it didn't look like a fight was about to break out.

Yet, the back of one of those youths seemed somewhat familiar to Zeng Shen.

The No. 1 Divine Energy Chariot had driven past too quickly for him to get a good look, and by the time he realized it, the vehicle was already outside the town gate.

A notification then sounded in his mind:

**[Host has successfully left the port town where Tier 3 Water Deity and Tier 2 and 1 Water Deities are present, earning 10 survival points.]**

"What happened? Why only ten survival points?"

Perplexed by the notification, Zeng Shen immediately commanded, "No. 1, turn around and park near the port gate."

"Understood, Master~"

Upon hearing Zeng Shen's command, the No. 1 Divine Energy Chariot responded with a mechanical voice and quickly turned around, parking in front of the port gate.

"Master, is something wrong?" Xiao Ai asked curiously.

"No, it's just that someone at the port looked familiar. I'll go say hello. You wait here," Zeng Shen said, putting on a disguise mask to change his appearance before quietly entering the unattended port gate.

As he got closer, Zeng Shen could clearly see the blond troublemaker brandishing a stick and yelling at the port workers. It was none other than Huang Ziliang.

"So that's Huang Ziliang. What's he doing here causing trouble with his gang? No wonder I couldn't find him at Jinhai Port these past few days," Zeng Shen muttered to himself, rolling up his sleeves and moving closer to listen to what they were up to, planning to greet them and earn some survival points.

At this moment, Huang Ziliang and his gang were oblivious to the eyes watching them with ill intent.

They faced a port supervisor, who was overweight and holding a few packs of cigarettes, looking disdainful.

"Trying to send us away with just these cigarettes?" Huang Ziliang poked the cigarettes with his stick.

The port supervisor, sweating profusely, quickly shook his head, "No, no, our boss said everything is negotiable as long as you stop causing trouble every day."

"Everything's negotiable, huh?" Huang Ziliang held up three fingers. "Thirty thousand a month."

"What, thirty thousand a month!" The supervisor looked shocked.

"What, you don't want to pay?" Huang Ziliang shouted aggressively and then yelled to his gang, "Guys, let's charge in and smash their goods!"

The workers behind the supervisor, upon hearing this, shouted back angrily, "Damn it, try smashing anything and see what happens! Do you think the workers at Jinxiwan Port are pushovers? Get your weapons, guys!"

Many workers quickly pulled out sticks, shovels, and beer bottles they had prepared earlier.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the port supervisor hurriedly ordered the workers to retreat and urgently said to Huang Ziliang, "Wait, wait, everything's negotiable."

"Thirty thousand a month isn't a small amount. I need to call my boss to check."

Huang Ziliang, satisfied with the response, urged him on, "Hurry up, don't waste my time."

Saying this, Huang Ziliang couldn't help but laugh with his gang.

After all, it had been days since they had any luck. They didn't know which deity they had offended or if they hadn't paid proper respects to the gods. Every time they tried to make money, a stranger would appear, skillfully beat them up, and leave them empty-handed.

Yesterday, Scarface, under Boss Wu, told him to come here and cause trouble for the Ye family of Yinhai. He was also told this morning that as long as the other party agreed to pay twenty thousand a month, everything could be negotiated.

Hearing there was money to be made and the other party was willing to concede, he naturally didn't want to escalate things today.

Zeng Shen watched them not getting into a fight, showing a slightly disappointed expression.

After all, he wanted to take the opportunity to teach Huang Ziliang and his gang a lesson and earn 580 survival points.

Since there wasn't going to be a fight, he had to figure out another way.

He focused his mind, turned invisible, and moved to the container behind the workers, where he slowly revealed himself.

Meanwhile, the port supervisor moved to the side and quickly dialed his boss's number.

In an office at Jinxiwan Port, Young Master Ye was furious as he watched the troublemakers appear again. 

He was powerless. The local gangsters, even if arrested, would return with new recruits, continuing their harassment.

Suddenly, the office door opened.

His middle-aged servant hurried in to report, "Young Master Ye, the goods from General Manager Jia, Manager Shen, and Manager Li have been smashed the most recently. They claim it's not safe here and have unilaterally terminated their contracts with us, demanding double compensation, and have turned to Liu Miao's port."

"The important clients of the Liu family have also decided not to sign contracts with us."

"Word is, someone impersonated you at a bar in the western port and slapped Boss Wu."

Ye Li, with a swollen face, listened to the reports, turning pale with anger.

When the final sentence was spoken, he nearly exploded.

"Damn it! Who the hell is impersonating me and bringing this disaster upon me?"

Even Ye Li, who prided himself on his composure, couldn't help but curse.

"Master, calm down. I've already sent people to clarify the situation and even sent your photo to them so they know it wasn't you," the servant said.

"Clarify? What good will that do? They probably know it wasn't me from the start but needed an excuse to save face in front of their followers, so they came to beat me up. Now they want to bleed me dry," Ye Li roared.

"Should we inform your father and ask for his help?"

Before the servant could finish, Ye Li interrupted, "You want the family to think I'm incompetent?"

Suddenly, the servant's phone rang. It was a cal

l from the port supervisor dealing with the troublemakers.

"Master, it's a call from Supervisor Zheng."

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