Duge’s Clone had received the mories of the original body, and he had also received the mories of the Shard Spirit left in the Pan-Universe Entertainnt, which ant he had access to even more information than the original body and his conclusions were more precise.
Therefore, he confidently and fearlessly proposed a negotiation to the Regent of Pan-Universe Entertainnt.
Duge’s Clone did not have a body of his own, and the Regent and others projected themselves into the simulation room, which made the negotiation more convenient.
"What do you want to talk about?" the Regent asked.
Sitting beside him were the Speaker of the Council, the Chairman of Pan-Universe Entertainnt, Great General ng Ping, and other de facto rulers of the Pan-Universe civilization.
Between them and Duge was a very formal negotiation table, and there was only Duge’s Clone on the opposite side, creating an overwhelming nurical advantage against Duge.
The inequality in numbers made the negotiation look more like an interrogation or an interview.
"Let’s talk about cooperation," Duge said, his face weathered and indifferent to the slight intimidation.
"What kind of cooperation?" the Regent asked, neither happy nor sad, revealing no expression.
"I have never received the mories from the original body; and while I was on the Alien Battlefield, you took the opportunity to dissect my external soul; previously, Luo told to let the Shard Spirit enter the Companion Universe and compete with the original body to add intrigue to your ga, but then, you abruptly ended the Alien Battlefield and summoned back from there..."
Duge’s lips curled into a smile as he slowly spoke, "With all these abnormal occurrences, I guess you must have lost control over the original body, right? You must have suffered a significant setback there, which is why you made many wrong decisions in haste."
Combining the mories of the original body, what Duge had ntioned was essentially the truth.
But inside, the Regent and others felt a storm brewing.
After all, in their understanding, the original body and the Shard Spirit were not in the sa universe; their mories were not supposed to be shared.
They had no experience with Split Soul, and naturally did not know that in the mont the First Saint escaped, Duge’s original body and Shard Spirit had exchanged mories.
Guessing the truth without the information from the original body was sowhat terrifying.
The key point was, now that Duge’s Clone knew the truth, implenting their plans would beco even more challenging.
The Regent looked at Duge across the table, sighing inwardly; the Pan-Universe civilization had dominated the Universe for so many years, treating all beings like playthings, why was it that ever since they encountered Duge, they had been thwarted at every turn, both with the original body and here with the Shard Spirit...
What frustrated them most was that the enemy before them was one they had raised step by step, once the darling of every citizen of the Pan-Universe civilization.
Duge’s Clone was not powerful, he could be crushed with a single hand, and crushing him would release the pent-up anger, but what after that?
Would they let Duge go on as if nothing had happened and continue to seek pleasure in other universes?
That would be even more humiliating, wouldn’t it?
Moreover, he was not willing to let Duge have the thod that involved possessing a dozen or so key terms at the sa ti.
"What do you want to do?" the Regent put aside his scattered thoughts and decided to probe Duge’s Clone first; after all, negotiations are a process of mutual probing.
Facing the weak Duge’s Clone, the Pan-Universe civilization still had so confidence.
"Do you know why you failed?" Duge did not answer his question but countered with his own.
"Why?" Shen Long asked.
"The Whole Moves at a Single Touch, coupled with Muddy Water Touch Fish, these two skills combined, make defeating him within Duge’s pace akin to a fool’s dream," Duge said.
"We’re aware of all that, you just need to tell us what exactly you want to do," the Regent asked. Duge’s original body had been setting their pace, and this guy in front of them was clearly doing the sa.
After observing again and again from the Alien Battlefield, they were all too familiar with Duge; Duge’s Clone’s current posture was clearly aid at coaxing them.
"Regent Your Excellency, you dissected my soul, seeking its origins, only to find the life of an ordinary person, right?" Duge continued, ignoring the Regent, "That mory is in fact real."
"What do you an?" the Regent’s curiosity was finally piqued by Duge, "An ordinary soul could not possibly break through the cosmic barriers."
That’s right, I want to know what the hell is going on too!
Duge silently cursed in his heart, looking at the hooked Regent, "The Incarnation of Heaven split off a fragnt, sent to Earth, and arranged all my mories from birth until before my crossover.
You could say that until I realized I was an Incarnation of Heaven, I had no clue I was one. I rely thought I was an ordinary human being who had inexplicably crossed over, dreaming solely of escaping from your control."
The worst scenario for a fortune-teller is when the other party doesn’t engage, leaving them to their own devices, eventually showing their incompetence.
But once the other party becos curious and picks up on their words, they are in the palm of the fortune-teller’s hand.
Looking at the suddenly silent Regent, Duge smiled and continued, "Heavenly Dao plans ticulously, it conceals itself flawlessly, ensuring you couldn’t see any flaws in my identity.
Even before my powers had awakened, I myself didn’t know I was an Incarnation of Heaven, just thought I was inexplicably transported to beco your plaything, and my greatest wish was to escape your control."
"When did you realize you were an Incarnation of Heaven?" Tu Shan asked.
"The last Alien Battlefield," Duge replied.
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