Chapter 947: November 7, 2022
“Can you contact the Chinese government right now?” Ning asked the director.
“You want to talk with them?” the director asked with a confused look on his face. He was unsure if contacting them was a good idea or not.
“Yeah, I just want to speak with them,” Ning said.
“Uhh… sure,” the director said. “Alright, I’m contacting.”
Ning saw the screen light up behind him and turned around. He saw some sort of phone symbol on the screen, noting that the call was being made.
Ning arrived at the center of the room and stood directly in front of the camera. The video conference call was accepted on the other side by someone who seemed like they were expecting to get such a high-level call.
“So you called back? Hmm… are you the one called Ning Ruogong?” the old, white-haired man on the screen spoke as soon as he saw Ning.
“And who might you be?” Ning asked.
“I’m Jin Taizhou, director of the Hunter Association of China,” the man said. “Mr. Ning, you are requested to return to your country as soon as you can.”
“My country?” Ning asked. “Ah, you mean South Korea?”
Ning pulled out his National card and showed it to the camera. As soon as the camera focused, the old man on the screen got a little angry.
“They made you a citizen? That is unacceptable,” the man said. “That piece of paper is considered null and void as far as we are concerned. Your national ID card in China is still considered the accurate one.”
“Is it?” Ning asked. “Does that mean that China still considers someone a citizen once they are dead? I wonder how that goes with pension and stuff. Do people have to continue paying their life insurance even after paying?”
“What?” the director on the other side was confused. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, did you not know?” Ning asked.
“Know what?” the director asked from the screen.
“November 7, 2022. In the Cheng Provine, in a zoo called the Red Mist. Would you mind checking any news from that time?” Ning said.
“Huh?” the director asked. He quickly got the people beside them to work. The people in the room in Korea were confused too. They could all perfectly understand Chinese, so Without anyone telling them, they quickly started checking any news regarding that on their own.
“WHAT!” the Chinese director was the first one to shout. “There’s no way this is true. You’re a fraud!”
Ning smiled back at them, “So what do you think?” he asked. “Do you think I’m still a citizen of China?”
“This is nonsense. This doesn’t count,” he shouted.
The people in the room were starting to get the result from what Ning had said and found the result.
“Ning Ruogong, 18, has died of an unfortunate zebra attack when entering the enclosure. The young man was noted to have been trampled by many zebra in the zoo, and it was noted too that it was a serious trauma to the head that had been the main cause of death,” one of the people there started reading.
“Yang Baihuan, who was at the scene says that the young man had gone in to check some sort of loud noise, which had caused the zebras to attack him.”
Everyone in the room looked at Ning as if he was a ghost. Either that, or he was someone impersonating a dead man.
The director read it too and couldn’t imagine that the Ning in the news was even related to the Ning standing in front of them.
There was no image, so it was hard to judge if they were the same people, but just the fact that their names were similar meant that they were somehow connected.
“Do you still think I belong in China? Even though I am technically already dead?” Ning asked.
“No, you do belong to china. Tell me, what’s your real name?” the Chinese director asked.
“What? No, I’m not using a fake name. My name is Ning Ruogong,” Ning siad.
“Nonsense,” the director said. “You are impersonating a dead person certainly.”
“I’m not,” Ning said.
“Even if you aren’t, you are still Chinese,” the director said.
Ning sighed. In the next moment, he vanished. The whole group of people was surprised and turned around to look for him when they heard his voice again.
“Are you gonna tell me what I can and what I cannot do?” Ning asked the Chinese director with an arm around the man.
The people in the director’s room suddenly stood up as they thought he was in danger. However, they couldn’t do anything as Ning’s arm was still around the director.
The team in Korea was shocked to see that Ning was in the other country so soon.
“How… how are you here?” the Chinese director asked.
“What do you mean? You called me, didn’t you?” Ning asked.
“I… I…”
“Since you seem to care about me so much, I will come to visit you more times,” Ning said. “Maybe I’ll come with a knife next time. I can come while you’re sleeping, or while you’re with your family, or while you’re in a card, or… ah, the possibilities are endless.”
The director was shaking so hard that Ning thought he was going to start peeing on the floor in front of him.
“So, what do you say? Do you really want to threaten me to come back?” he asked.
“N-n-no, I’m s-sorry,” the director said.
“Good,” Ning said and his head turned towards the man that was not far away from him that was ready to attack.
“And you,” Ning pointed at that man. “Tell your god I’ll kill him if keeps staring. I’m starting to get annoyed from all the staring here.”
The room was filled with Apostles and one of their gods had already noticed Ning. “Anyway, goodbye, and don’t contact me again.”
Ning teleported back to the team in Korea and appeared behind the director there. He manually hit ‘end’ on the screen next to the director and only then did people realize he was back.
“So, now that that’s done. Do you have anything else you need from me?”
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