It seemed that posturing in the right way at the right time was a highly effective tactic.
Xu Mo thought to himself, standing proudly with his hands behind his back. He truly managed to project the aura of an ancient powerhouse.
After all, as an Old-Timer, he had seen and experienced plenty. If he wanted to act the part, he could do so with absolute authority.
“When things develop to their absolute limit, they inevitably move toward their polar opposite,” his voice drifted out unhurriedly.
“Turing City's devotion to technology is worthy of respect, but even the most correct paths are not immune to collapse.”
Xie Xuan's fingers tightened slightly around his mechanical notebook. The device in his hand was recording the other party's words in real time.
Beside him, Xie Jin actually couldn't understand a single word, but he found it incredibly profound nonetheless.
What in the world is he rambling about...
He instinctively wanted to scratch his head, but just as he raised his arm, he remembered his dominant hand was gone. He couldn't scratch it.
Depressed, he let his arm drop.
“...You drove out those traitors because of a difference in philosophy. But whether that was right or wrong ultimately depends on the outcome. Who can say for sure?”
Xu Mo stopped there, speaking in riddles. He knew this was the best way to pique their curiosity.
In reality, he had never been entirely clear on the lore and background of the story. Speaking too plainly would only make it easier to expose himself, so this was the perfect approach.
Finally, he threw out another bombshell with utter nonchalance.
“Furthermore, the Mother of All Souls' blood vessel...”
“...might not be the only part of an Evil God's corpse in Turing City's possession.”
This final sentence was like a bucket of ice water suddenly poured over Xie Xuan's head.
What?!
Standing nearby, Xie Jin snapped his head up, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
He hadn't understood the rest of the talk, but he understood this perfectly.
There were more Evil Gods?!
What on earth did they do back then? Why are they dead and scattered all over the place?
Can't they die somewhere else? Why do they all have to die in our Turing City?
Hearing this, Liu Yun was also startled, though she felt a slight sense of relief.
It seems Dawn City isn't the only place suffering from the pollution of an Evil God's corpse.
The times are truly changing...
The expressions of the surrounding Dawn City residents were starting to grow numb.
They felt as though this was a world they shouldn't even be privy to.
They had never heard of any traces of Evil Gods before. In fact, they hadn't even been sure if such things as the Evil Gods of the Old Days actually existed.
Yet the moment this senior spoke, Evil God corpses seemed to be popping up everywhere.
Were they really that common?
Xie Xuan took a deep breath and bowed solemnly, cupping his fists.
“Turing City will keep your guidance close to heart, Senior. Thank you!”
“Furthermore, since that is the case, may we be so bold as to invite you...”
“We will speak of this in the future,” Xu Mo interrupted, raising a hand.
Alright, the groundwork is laid. Hehehe~
He calculated in his mind. Three months sounded short, and in reality, it wasn't long at all.
There were still quite a few people left to kill in Dawn City, and the storyline wasn't fully completed yet. He needed to head back and speedrun everything.
Perhaps the rewards from the "Calamity of Dawn" storyline could extend the lifespan of Bai Feifei's body.
He really didn't have time to play around with them this time. The Huang family, the Li family, the Xu family—all of them could go to hell!
Regardless of who the mastermind was—whether it was Liu Yun, the City Lord, all of them, someone else entirely, or even some Evil God...
Just show yourselves already and let him push the storyline completion to a hundred percent!
Time was tight, and he was ready to slaughter his way through!
After that, he would probably have to rush to Turing City to scavenge for ways to extend her life.
Yes, he had to set the stage first. When the time came, it wouldn't be him begging to go, but them begging him to visit!
After such a massive display of posturing, he felt thoroughly refreshed.
Favors were also assets, and he had harvested an absolute abundance of them this time. He had basically made everyone present owe him a massive debt of gratitude, especially the people from Turing City, who tended to care about their reputation.
Once Bai Feifei woke up, wouldn't she have to be incredibly grateful to him?
Maybe she should even kowtow to me.
“That is all for now. The history of this world is far too chaotic, and I still have important matters to attend to,” Xu Mo said calmly, turning around, not forgetting to squeeze in one last bit of posturing.
Seeing him about to leave, He Jinfan instantly grew anxious.
He had been holding his breath on the side for ages. Why was this black-armored powerhouse leaving just like that?
What about me?
Hearing about history and Evil God corpse parts had made him tremble with excitement. He thought to himself that the Masked Hermit Society was truly incredible.
The urge to join the organization had reached its peak!
But why did Sinking Black have absolutely no intention of paying attention to him? Was he just going to be left out in the cold? This really didn't seem right.
He was still wearing that yellow mask right now, acting as Shining Yellow in name. Sinking Black should at least address his situation, right?
But Xu Mo didn't have time to bother with him, and it wasn't his turn to speak anyway.
Because another voice couldn't help but ring out from the side.
“Senior!” Wan Qianhong took a step forward, a hint of urgency in her voice.
“May I ask... where is Bai Feifei right now?”
Xu Mo's figure stiffened.
Beneath his faceplate, the expression on his face froze instantly.
Shit! I almost forgot about that.
Where was Bai Feifei?
He needed a logical place for Bai Feifei to appear, and preferably in a comatose state. That would better fit the narrative that she had "paid a heavy price."
Where would be a suitable place for her to be right now?
Xu Mo's gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings, feeling extremely troubled.
Damn it, this isn't like the situation back at the coal mine.
That place had been cramped and confined. Even though his transformation and escape had been quite clumsy, he still had room to maneuver.
But here, this red soil region was far too open!
That damn Liu Yun had rushed over in a frenzy and blasted the entire nest of red tentacles to pieces!
As a result, there was absolutely nothing left as far as the eye could see. The field of vision was completely clear.
Xu Mo's mind raced, the expression beneath his faceplate shifting from frozen to pure anxiety.
This was bad. He had never expected that the greatest challenge and difficulty of this entire operation would be his inability to make an exit!
He couldn't fly, he didn't know any Escape Arts, and his speed wasn't even that fast.
Was he supposed to just jog away in front of everyone?
Besides, Liu Yun was still here. If he did something like that, wouldn't she notice something was off immediately?
Damn it! If worst comes to worst, I'll just have to fight her.
Xu Mo cursed furiously in his heart. Every time he used the Sinking Black account to posture, making an exit was always a major problem.
He stood there in silence. Everyone assumed this supreme expert was pondering some profound question, and none of them dared to even breathe loudly.
Right at that moment, from the corner of his eye, he spotted He Jinfan, who had been standing on the side with nothing to do.
Hm?
A gleam of light flashed in Xu Mo's eyes as an idea came to him.
It seems this guy can be put to good use...
Rate on N.U.
