Fan Xian opened his mouth, realizing what was happening, his face filled with bitterness. After a brief silence, a sentence suddenly came to mind, and he whispered, "If you squeeze in time, there will always be some, right?"
"Or perhaps... you used all the time others spent drinking coffee to study and cultivate yourself?"
"Although I didn't quite understand what you said, the logic is indeed sound." Emperor Qing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he nodded.
After watching Joy of Life and learning that Fan Xian is a time traveler... Fan Xian occasionally utters words that the Emperor doesn't understand, yet the Emperor shows no emotional reaction...
Tony Stark gave the father and son a strange look, then shifted his gaze to Conan. "So what exactly are you trying to say after all this?"
Su Han raised an eyebrow and immediately controlled Number Ten, who appeared in the Hall of Mist, to speak, "Conan is naturally thinking about whether he should continue to improve his strength. Only when he has the world-destroying power of Whitebeard, or has mastered Kaido's immortality... will he officially step into the limelight."
Conan paused, gave Number Ten a deep look, and nodded. "That is indeed my idea."
"Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are! I live waiting for tomorrow, and all things are wasted." Xiaoyu recited a poem, then clenched her fist at Conan and encouraged him, "No matter what happens, we must face it bravely and just confront it head-on... Let's do it!"
Conan stared at Tama with dead fish eyes, hesitant to speak... "It's not like you're the one facing this life-threatening danger, so of course you can be so casual."
After pondering for a long time, Su Han suddenly remembered the clever tricks he had read in a few books before his transmigration. His eyes flashed, and he controlled Number Ten to speak, "Conan, since you are worried about your true form being exposed... and in danger, why not hide your true form behind the scenes?"
"You could be the only superhuman in the world, don different guises, and wield different power systems, leaving behind a legacy after each incident. This way, superhuman power would spread throughout the world... and it would confirm that you are not the only superhuman. Even if your identity is accidentally exposed in the future, you wouldn't need to worry about countries around the world taking action against you; they would treat you with respect."
Conan froze, his brow furrowed deeply. Thoughts raced through his mind.
Aizen stared at Number Ten, his eyes flickering. After repeatedly deducing in his mind, he suddenly spoke, "Mr. Number Ten... could it be that you have ever seen someone from another world do something like this?"
"Indeed, during my travels in the past... I observed that such things had happened in several worlds, and then I thought that Conan's situation was more applicable to this, so I simply said it out loud."
Number Ten's voice remained unchanged, "If you don't think it's feasible, you can consider other, more secure methods."
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Chapter 363 Tang Hao's Alternative Path to Godhood (First Update)
Conan's expression shifted several times, and after pondering it for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Indeed, this is a very versatile solution."
"Although there are risks, compared to me stepping directly into the public eye, the risks have been reduced to an acceptable level."
"So, you're going to carry this out?" Whitebeard looked at Conan thoughtfully.
"Yes." After making his decision, Conan appeared very decisive. "Next, I may have to learn some ninjutsu from Mr. Madara, and even martial arts techniques from Mr. Zhang Sanfeng later."
"After all, these methods are fundamentally different... and can distract officials from their work to the greatest extent possible."
“I have no problem,” Madara Uchiha said coldly. “Actually, I am also very curious about what kind of brilliance you can make ninjutsu power shine in another world.”
After a brief pause, Madara Uchiha sneered, "Of course, I can teach you ninjutsu for free... but if you want to spread ninjutsu in your world, you must exchange chakra seeds with me. Only by integrating these chakra seeds into the bodies of the people in your world... can they learn ninjutsu."
"And you have to trade with me to get these things."
Conan's lips twitched. He looked at Madara Uchiha, his expression becoming subtle. "How did you suddenly develop such a business acumen?"
Conan felt that this was not something Madara Uchiha could have come up with on his own. After a brief silence, his gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Tony Stark.
Tony Stark's brow twitched almost imperceptibly, and he lowered his eyes.
Conan's gaze sharpened. Judging from Tony Stark's attitude, Madara Uchiha's way of thinking was definitely related to Tony Stark.
However, this wasn't important, and after a brief silence, Conan put it out of his mind. He looked at Madara Uchiha and asked疑惑地问道, "Mr. Madara, speaking of exchanges... what do you want to obtain from our world?"
To be honest, Conan was very curious about what in his world could attract Madara Uchiha's attention.
"A scientific creation, a finished product," Madara Uchiha said indifferently.
Although he and Tony Stark have traded blueprints for various scientific creations, it will take a long time to actually develop these things.
Of course, the ninja world wouldn't be greatly affected by the absence of these scientific creations, since that's how it's always been... But since Conan has a need for them, exchanging them for a batch of finished products would also be a good thing for Madara Uchiha...
"I'm fine with that. We can discuss the specifics later." Conan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Will the cultivation system in Mr. Conan's world... flourish in the future? It's truly something to look forward to," Saeko Busujima remarked.
“If Miss Busujima wants to, she can do the same thing as me.” Conan looked at Saeko Busujima with some curiosity.
After a brief moment of thought, Saeko Busujima shook her head. "No, you did that to hide yourself as much as possible, but I don't have that need."
"In this situation, I just need to focus on expanding my Haki cultivation system... Trying to cultivate other systems will only slow me down on my path to becoming a great swordsman."
Song Que surveyed the group of people before him expressionlessly, then suddenly spoke, "Mr. Tang Hao, shouldn't your current strength be enough to eliminate the Spirit Hall?"
“Indeed.” Tang Hao nodded calmly. “Now I’m using Zhang Sanfeng’s Tai Chi Scripture as an aid in cultivation, which has made my soul power advance by leaps and bounds… It has now reached level ninety-nine… Of course, the Tai Chi Scripture has also given birth to a second type of energy in my body besides soul power, making my physique even stronger.”
"In general, my strength has surpassed that of a level 99 Title Douluo. As for how I compare to the legendary level 100, or even the legendary gods... I haven't fought them, so I'm not sure."
At this moment, Tang Hao was truly invincible in the mortal world. Unless it was a god descending from heaven, he feared no existence.
With this kind of power... Tang Hao will naturally seek revenge for any wrongs he has wronged and seek retribution for any grudges he has.
"So, you've already eliminated all of Tang San's future enemies?" Gu Xun'er asked, intrigued.
“You could say that,” Tang Hao replied softly. “However, I’ve done some calculations before… Although the Spirit Hall is Tang San’s greatest enemy in the future, even without the Spirit Hall… he can still grow stronger.”
The Spirit Hall was not necessary for Tang San.
After a brief pause, Tang Hao said, word by word, "Most importantly, the existence of the Spirit Hall does not affect Ah Yin's resurrection."
"Sure enough, this is the most important thing." Ah Xing was both amused and exasperated.
"What's wrong with a man who values his wife?" Ilya puffed out her cheeks in anger and waved her little fist.