Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

After Su Jie and the others left the city, they began to search among the mountains and soon discovered traces of human activity, thus they stealthily made their way to the bandits' lair.

However, when they arrived at the lair, they found that all the bandits in the stockade had been wiped out, leaving only a single person seated in the chief position of the stockade.

That person was their classmate.

"As expected, my guess was right." Chen Tian Yuzi clenched his fist excitedly, "There really is a classmate who has taken the place of one of the bandits."

"Class monitor, assistant class monitor."

The classmate who cleared out everyone in the stockade hurried down from the mountain overlord's seat when he saw Su Jie and the others, "How did you get here?"

"We came to wipe out the bandits," Zhang Manman said.

"It's not me you're here to wipe out, is it?" The person, named Liang Zhichao, jokingly pointed at himself with a playful grin.

"Of course it's not you."

Su Jie said with a chuckle, "What you've done is equivalent to lopping off the arm of Huang Silarong, something we could not compare with."

"In fact, if I didn't know that this bandit hideout was connected to Huang Silarong, I wouldn't have made a move beforehand," Liang Zhichao also revealed the reason behind his action, and then dragged out a guy clad in black hemp clothes from the dungeon of the stockade.

"One of Huang Silarong's men?"

Su Jie guessed the identity of the man dragged out of the dungeon at a glance.

"Yes," nodded Liang Zhichao, "He arrived half an hour before you, and it was during that time that I acted... Tell me, what did Huang Silarong send you to do?"

The man looked terrified, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, "It's old man Huang... Huang Silarong sent me to pass a message, asking your boss to have all you good guys kill for him, I'm just the messenger."

Su Jie helped him up, "What's your name?"

"My name is Hu San."

"Hu San, we could let you live, but you'll need to take a message back to Huang Silarong for us, how about that?" Su Jie had made up his mind.

"Please speak; I will certainly deliver the message," Hu San vowed eagerly to Su Jie upon realizing he might live.

Who would choose death when given the chance to live?

"Tell Huang Silarong that I've chopped off the knife in his hand, and now, he must pay tribute of one million taels to us every month, otherwise, I'll blow up his fortress," Su Jie said in an even tone, but Hu San trembled violently.

"Hero, isn't this a bit..."

"Too much?" Su Jie laughed softly, patted Hu San on the shoulder, and said, "You're just a messenger. You needn't worry about such matters on behalf of your master, right?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Hu San realized that his life was still in the hands of the other party. If he dared to say 'no,' he might lose his life.

After Hu San had left, Zhang Manman asked, "Why let him go back? Even without his message, Huang Silarong can guess what happened here."

"Indeed," Su Jie nodded, "But letting him go back is also a provocation to Huang Silarong. The characters in the fantasy world might be NPCs, but their logical thinking is very rigorous."

"With Huang Silarong's temper, provoked by Hu San, he will surely lose some composure."

Chen Tian Yuzi exclaimed, "In this way, with Zhang Muzhi's abilities, he will definitely be able to seize on Huang Silarong's folly when he's enraged. Even if he can't inflict effective damage on Huang Silarong, he will certainly be able to embarrass him."

Su Jie smiled, "That's the idea, and moreover, we might even collaborate with Zhang Muzhi from the inside out."

Fast forward to the present.

When Huang Silarong saw Hu San had returned, he scolded, "You thoughtless thing, where have you been? Why so late in returning?"

Hu San didn't dare to delay and hurriedly recounted his experience.

"You mean to say, there's a traitor in my Zhang Mazai gang who colluded with people like Sun Mingyi to obliterate them all?" Huang Silarong found it hard to believe, even incomprehensible.

Those bandits had all been handpicked by him; it was impossible for there to be a problem.

"No, my lord, it was the traitor who exterminated the entire stockade; the others merely... moved in to an empty nest," explained Hu San.

"Every word true?"

"Every word true."

Whack!

Huang Silarong slapped Hu San to the ground and cursed, "You think I'm a fool!? So many men killed by one person?"

Hu San felt wronged, "But I'm telling the truth, my lord."

Huang Silarong didn't want to discuss the matter further with Hu San.

After all, he could confirm that his "Zhang Mazai" had met his end and that the new batch of bandits was biting off more than they could chew, demanding one million a month from him, even the tribute for this month was due in three days.

Damn it!

Courting death!

There's never been anyone who could snatch food from his mouth, so how dare they try to forcibly take from him?

Even Liu, he dared to secretly support bandits and withhold opium to fill his own pockets!

Moreover, their greed was immense, demanding one million from him every month, essentially trying to empty his coffers.

He would not compromise!

"My lord, what do we do now?" asked Hu San.

"Don't bother with them... Wait, we could make use of this situation; since the county magistrate wants to suppress the bandits, we can use this opportunity to kill with a borrowed knife," Huang Silarong suddenly had an idea.

Whether they lived or died, it was to his advantage.

"But what if they formed an alliance?" the butler worried.

"Then we'll say that the county magistrate is in cahoots with them, a collusion between officers and bandits. He will be unable to defend himself!" Huang laughed coldly, with such a turn of events, it would be even more advantageous for him.

"Report!"

Just at that moment, a scout ran in and reported, "My lord, Zhang Mazai has distributed the money he received to the poor."

Distributed to the poor?

That's definitely not something someone who spends money to buy an office would do.

Or rather, this county magistrate is definitely not surnamed Ma.

"Go to the county seat and check on Ma Bangde's background. Bring the commission over. I suspect the other party is an impostor," Huang ordered. Once Zhang Muzhi, this county magistrate, is confirmed as fake, then he could directly order his capture.

"Understood." The butler left.

"What about me, sir?" Hu San pointed at himself.

"You pretend to be a bandit and cause trouble in the city with the others." Huang glanced at Hu San and sneered. His smile disappeared as he said, "Within two days, whatever the county magistrate and others do to portray bandits delivering money, you'll do the opposite and take it back, just to give them trouble."

"Master is brilliant!" Hu San flattered and immediately put on a mask with nine tubes, joining the others as they slipped away.

At the same time, the students who remained in Goose City also spread the news of Zhang Muzhi giving money away beyond Goose City.

By running.

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"Zhang Muzhi's conviction is indeed steadfast; he only wants Huang's money," Zhang Manman's lips slightly curled, after all, Zhang Muzhi was from the same generation as her great-great-grandfather.

Having such a figure in her ancestry, she naturally felt a sense of pride.

Su Jie said, "With Zhang Muzhi doing this, it will surely catch Huang's attention, and he may investigate who Ma Bangde really is... But we can also make contact with Zhang Muzhi."

Chen Tian Yuzi said, "Given Huang's character, it is very likely he will have Zhang Muzhi come to suppress us."

"Liang Zhichao."

"Here."

Liang Zhichao responded, "Squad leader, what are your orders?"

"Are those corpses still there?" Su Jie asked.

"They've been buried in a pit already," Liang Zhichao replied without hesitation. "Should we dig them up?"

"Dig them up." Su Jie nodded. "We can't possibly oppose Zhang Muzhi. But if he comes out to suppress bandits, he must bring people back. Those corpses will be our letter of credence to return to Goose City."

Dead men can sometimes be more useful than the living.

Before entering Goose City, Zhang Muzhi had used the drowned guards hired by Ma Bangde to disguise as bandits, staging a fake execution to show force.

Now, the corpses of these real bandits could also be recycled.

"I'll deliver the message personally," Su Jie decided.

The next day.

At the county government's gate, a couple beat the drum to protest their grievance, accusing the Zhang Mazai gang, claiming that last night, six men had raped the woman in front of her husband.

Thus, they sought justice from Zhang Muzhi.

From the crowd of onlookers nearby, Su Jie also learned what had happened and gained a clearer understanding of the shamelessness of Huang and his people.

"No bottom line at all."

Su Jie circled around to the back door of the county office and looked at his hand.

It was Old Seven who opened the door. Upon seeing Su Jie, he exclaimed in surprise, "You're not dead?"

Su Jie looked Old Seven up and down—the youngest member of Zhang Muzhi's team—and said with a smile, "I have something to discuss with your older brother."

"No way." Old Seven pulled out a handgun and played with it casually, "Who knows if you're one of Huang's death warriors, ready to trade your life for a hit on my older brother?"

If it were nighttime now, Old Seven would shoot immediately to avoid any complications.

"The bandits outside the city have been wiped out by us, but Huang won't let us off. Eventually, we will have to face you all," Su Jie calmly stated a fact.

"What do you mean?" Old Seven grasped the implication. Were there really other bandits outside the city?

"You're a smart man; you should know, if Huang talks about suppressing bandits, then in this Goose City, the so-called 'Zhang Mazai' come in two groups. One is the real bandits outside the city, and the other, is Huang and his people," Su Jie explained.

"We have a common enemy," Su Jie stated.

Old Seven narrowed his eyes, "Come in."

Under Old Seven's guidance, Su Jie was brought to the living room. At that moment, Zhang Muzhi was also gathering his brothers to discuss how to deal with Huang.

Seeing Old Seven bringing Su Jie in, Zhang Muzhi first showed surprise, then stood up, exclaiming with admiration, "Truly a hero in his youth!"

"Magistrate Zhang flatters me," Su Jie gave a respectful bow and then got straight to the point, "I've come here to inform you of some matters..."

"I see," Zhang Muzhi realized, "So, you've come here to play out a scenario with us and then return to Goose City together to overthrow Huang."

Su Jie's expression darkened, "But what needs to be overthrown is not just Huang alone."

"Oh?"

Zhang Muzhi felt a jolt, sensing that he might have met the right person.

"Overthrowing a Huang is easy, but to overthrow the Huang that resides in everyone's heart is hard," Su Jie declared resolutely. "What I want is for the people in the city to join together in overthrowing Huang!"

Zhang Muzhi's eyes lit up as he grasped Su Jie's hand, "A kindred spirit indeed!"

Su Jie said with a bow, "You honor me too much, I just believe that the Emperor has become the dregs of history, and thus, should not exist in any form..."