Chapter 263: Chapter 262: A Plea from a Thousand Miles Away Chapter 263: Chapter 262: A Plea from a Thousand Miles Away Chaoyang couldn’t hold it together anymore. A Sli without any abilities dared to mock him?
If he wanted, he could even call in a precision-guided missile within minutes—he had verified this ability over the Pacific, as long as the weapon was controlled by so electronic system and it could communicate with the outside world, then it could be considered as his own weapon.
But using a missile on a bunch of delinquent students? Only soone with a screw loose would do that.
Moreover, his physical body was only fragile in comparison to steel. The wishing power was refining his body day after day, improving his reactions, perception, and strength trendously compared to before. Even if he didn’t beco a Demon and instead switched to becoming an Olympic athlete, he believed he could still achieve good results.
If previously, lacking wishing power, the Demon form was indeed quite weak, especially when on Earth, where he rarely stayed in a city for long. But with abundant wishing power, this situation had greatly improved. For instance, in the recent campaign against Walazak Island, he had spent over ten thousand points of wishing power, and even a fully-ard rcenary troop couldn’t do anything to him, let alone a bunch of minors who hadn’t even grown out their hair fully yet?
He had taken on the Angel project alone, and overtly took control of the U.S. Navy destroyer, even attracting military attention, part of which was to demonstrate his power to the Angel faction. All of this stemd from the confidence brought about by the daily increase of his wishing power. The rather successful outco also affird his tactic.
And now, to co ho and be evaluated by a Sli like this—who could stand it?
Chaoyang grabbed the other party and brought it right up to his face, “Do you believe I can show you right now what it ans to flatten divinities into pancakes?”
“You’re upset? I’m not mocking you, I’m just stating a fact. You possess power of the sa origin as the divinities, yet you can’t even achieve immortality for yourself, so naturally, you’re the weaker one.” Shi Yin curled up into a ball, but his tone sounded utterly unrepentant, “You have to be cautious even around these ordinary people devoid of any power, so how could you possibly join in challenging the Rot God?”
“Who agreed to challenge the Rot God with you? Can you stop assigning motives?”
“It’s your inescapable responsibility. If you do nothing, the Rot God will eliminate you too.”
Chaoyang let out a sigh and tucked the Sli back under his arm.
He felt arguing with this thing was utterly pointless.
“But I can help you get stronger,” Shi Yin continued, “Given the right opportunity, you can totally beco another kind of being. Although not as much as , still far superior to ordinary life forms.”
Chaoyang couldn’t help but laugh. This sounded like so multi-level marketing pitch, “And what’s the price?”
“For you, there’s no need to pay a price—it’s only those who covet power that doesn’t belong to them that will pay an unavoidable cost. I’m simply teaching you how to truly use your power. Besides, once you beco stronger, it will be much more convenient for you to recover my other two parts. This is absolutely win-win.”
He was stunned for a mont before he understood that what the other party ant was win-win.
Good lord, it learned the mixed Chinese-English internet chatter after hanging out with him for a few days?
Wait… what it said before, “You’re upset”… isn’t that…
Just then, Chaoyang’s phone started ringing.
It was a ssage from Beifu.
He opened it and glanced through. The sender was Xue Quan: “Sothing big has happened on the Old Continent.”
…
When Chaoyang arrived at the reception room of Yeni Temple, Xue Quan was already there waiting for him.
These days, both worlds were experiencing a soul-lock phenonon, so ti was essentially running in sync. The upside was that while he was busy on Earth, developnts here could also proceed tily; the downside was that he couldn’t handle the influx of information from both sides in real-ti and needed a professional manager to oversee Paradise for him.
So far, Xue Quan’s performance in this role was quite satisfying.
After listening to the report, Chaoyang was also quite surprised. A whole Kingdom had suddenly split apart? And the rebellion was led by a major company, supported by divinities?
“Do you think this is credible?” he asked Xue Quan.
“It’s hard to say with this kind of frontier information,” the latter replied straightforwardly, “without telegraphs and telephones, all news is spread by word of mouth—who knows how accurate it is. Unless we set up an intelligence point on the Old Continent, we could make a more accurate judgnt.”
Chaoyang glanced at the “Sli” climbing around in the parlor and said, sowhat distracted, “Do you think the shift in power has a big impact on Magnificent Castle?”
He had intended to stuff Shiyin into the fridge to freeze, but to his surprise, it had also followed him to Paradise World in the blink of an eye, with a mode of crossing that was just like Ailuodi’s, not needing any extra body at all.
And judging from Shiyin’s reaction, it seed to adapt even better to this environnt.
On Earth, it had to stick close to those with wishing power to maintain its vitality; here, it could roll about and play like a ball on its own.
“That depends on the new king’s attitude towards the overseas enclaves. However, if there is a significant disparity in strength, it wouldn’t be a profitable deal for us to either oppose or support,” Xue Quan analyzed seriously. “Of course, I am in favor of establishing a foothold on the Old Continent. Intelligence is sothing you can’t ignore just because the ans of transmission is too outdated. Even if Magnificent Castle doesn’t get involved, we should still try to collect as much information from there as possible. Umm… Mr. Zhao?”
He noticed Chaoyang’s gaze was constantly wandering over an empty space, where clearly there was nothing.
“Oh, it’s nothing, I’m listening. Paradise is indeed better suited for short and quick tasks, keep talking,” he responded.
“Aside from Ryan and Farrelan, Shandela also plans to return to the Old Continent; I think we might take this opportunity to establish a small-scale intelligence agency there.”
“Shandela is leaving too?” Chaoyang raised his eyebrows.
“Yes, the news of the internal strife was probably told to her by Ryan, and she officially submitted her resignation last night. I talked to her, and she seems quite determined; the likelihood of retaining her is slim.”
“What’s her reason?” he asked, puzzled. In essence, Shandela had been ousted to Magnificent Castle and no longer belonged to the military. Even if she beca an adventurer, it would be far more reasonable than returning to serve a king in turmoil.
“I asked, but she didn’t say. However…” Xue Quan paused for a mont, “the expression on her face at that mont gave a bad feeling.”
“What kind of feeling?”
“I’ve seen it before, it’s a kind of resolute look that people often have when they are ready to die.” Xue Quan thought for a mont, “Perhaps there is soone very important to her on the Old Continent?”
Chaoyang fell silent. Whether it was settling scores with nobility or managing the community service center, Shandela had been thorough and dedicated. If the Paradise Sect were to beco a governnt in place, she would at least be a minister-level official. Her sudden departure was undoubtedly a loss for Magnificent Castle.
But forcing soone to stay was always the worst plan.
“Alright, then let’s get the ship repaired and back to the sea earlier, so they don’t go back too late…”
In the middle of speaking, Chaoyang suddenly froze.
“What’s wrong?”
“Shh… do you hear soone asking for help?” he whispered.
“Huh? I didn’t hear anything,” Xue Quan shook his head in confusion.
Chaoyang closed his eyes and realized that there were more than one person calling for help; the more attentively he listened, the more chaotic the voices beca…
“Please, my mother is about to die…”
“I don’t want to die here, can you hear my call?”
“I beg you…”
“Please…”
In the end, all the voices converged into one sentence—
“Please respond to us, Paradise Master!”
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