Kapitel 387

"If I go all out, I should be able to do it in three years, right?" Ying Zheng said casually.

"You've gone too far." Tony Stark was dumbfounded. Overwhelmed with emotion, he couldn't control himself and slammed his hand on the bronze armrest.

He didn't even pay attention to his hands, and went on a rant, "Even if I thought about it now, there's no way I could push the technology of my world to the level of Qin Shi Huang in Fate within three years... Your world is even worse than mine, how could you do that? It's not scientific at all!"

"Heroic Spirit Skills, huh?" Ying Zheng replied calmly, retorting to Tony Stark's words.

After several changes in expression, Tony Stark indicated that he had nothing to say... Indeed, the classification of Heroic Spirit skills as mystical is completely unscientific...

(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 386 Council Members: This time, the opponent is a Primal Evil God? What's the point of fighting? (Fourth update)

Song Que stared intently at Ying Zheng. After a brief silence, he suddenly turned to Su Han and said sincerely, "Your Excellency Speaker, I would like to ask you a question! Can I connect my world with His Majesty Qin Shi Huang's world?"

Ying Zheng's rapid advancement became the final straw that broke Song Que's resolve. He wanted Ying Zheng to rule his world and restore the glory of the Yanhuang people.

Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly. He used the misty space to deduce and quickly came to a conclusion. He said, "Complete the sacrifice in your own world and provide enough items for trade to achieve your goal."

The primordial essence of the Qin's Moon world has been integrated into the Misty Space. The Misty Space can now perform many operations on the Qin's Moon world.

However, in the world of The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, because the misty space had not been integrated with its original crystal... although it wasn't impossible to operate, the effort required would undoubtedly be enormous, making it somewhat of a loss for Su Han...

"I understand!" Song Que nodded solemnly.

Ying Zheng glanced at Song Que thoughtfully, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, and suddenly said, "How about this, if you complete the world sacrifice... then I will pay for the cost of exchanging the world connection."

Ying Zheng knew perfectly well that he was the one who would benefit most from the global network. Although Song Que had made the suggestion, there was absolutely no reason for Song Que to bear the costs of the transaction.

“Okay.” Song Que nodded readily.

Madara Uchiha glanced at the group, then fixed his gaze on the Ancient One, asking earnestly, "Master, what stage has the Valhalla plan you mentioned reached?"

"The basic principles have been developed," the Ancient One said gently. "They are currently being developed in my world, and we shouldn't be far from successfully forging it..."

After thinking for a moment, the Ancient One added, "Of course, even if we figure it out, it will take some time to adjust and fix the problems."

"Thinking about it carefully, it's quite normal." After a moment's thought, Conan nodded in deep agreement. "After all, the most difficult part of a program is never its creation, but rather the resolution of all its logical bugs."

“That’s a false premise,” Tony Stark added, “because no program is absolutely perfect! It’s just a matter of bringing the logic bugs to an acceptable level.”

Su Han's brow twitched, and he fell into deep thought. He muttered to himself, "It will still take some time... Was I too optimistic before?"

However, after thinking about it, Su Han quickly put the matter out of his mind. Whether the Hall of Heroes was established sooner or later didn't really affect him much.

Ultimately, Su Han's strength was already sufficient, and in his daily life, he was also taken care of by the ninjas of the Ghost Shadow Legion.

Just as Su Han was pondering whether or not he should enter the Moon of Cultivation, he suddenly sensed something and looked in Luo Cuilian's direction.

Luo Cuilian, with her keen senses, instantly looked up and met Su Han's gaze. Su Han's pupils remained calm and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Luo Cuilian suppressed the turmoil in her heart and asked with some doubt, "Your Excellency Speaker, what brings you to me?"

Su Han remained silent. He lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers, and the endless mist began to distort.

The illusion of reality unfolds.

It was an endless desert, and in the middle of it stood a peculiar pyramid. This pyramid was completely different from any pyramid people had ever seen before; it was entirely jet black.

At this moment, the ancient pyramid was covered with dense runes, which flowed across its surface like water. However, the chains formed by the runes would break from time to time, and with each break, a strange and inexplicable murmur seemed to be heard.

"What is this?" Sakata Gintoki's expression turned extremely serious. Even though what he saw was just an illusion, the strange murmuring sound still made him feel an ominous feeling, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

Emperor Qing remained silent, his expression somewhat grave, his hands clasped to his chest as he watched quietly.

The scenes shift rapidly, constantly rewinding. Finally, a magnificent dynasty appears.

Below the dynasty, countless residents of the pyramid kingdom were worshipping, while sitting on the throne at the very top was a being entirely black, whose gender could not be determined and could only be described as mysterious.

He looked down, seemingly laughing, yet also seemingly crying, but upon closer inspection, one would find that He seemed to have no expression at all.

"The Pyramid Kingdom, the Black King," Su Han calmly uttered the information he had detected. But in reality, his heart was in turmoil.

The Black Dharma King… this name may be unfamiliar to many. However, His other name is widely known…

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Su Han controlled Number Ten to speak, "I didn't expect it to be this guy."

“This… um?” Tony Stark suddenly sensed something was wrong and stared at Number Ten in surprise. “Mr. Number Ten, do you know this strange guy?”

Tony Stark tensed up immediately.

What kind of being is Number Ten? An indescribable being whose true form is an evil god. If this person encountered is indeed an acquaintance of His, wouldn't that mean... it might be a primordial evil god?

How can you fight with your head like that!

Even when they encountered acquired evil gods during council missions, it was mostly Number Ten who personally dealt with them.

“Hmm, it’s a bit of a coincidence,” Number Ten said without any emotion. “You might be unfamiliar with the name Black Dharma King… but we mentioned His other name not long ago…”

After a brief pause, Number Ten continued, "Nyarlathotep."

The name of the prostrate chaos was uttered, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Even Emperor Qing, unusually, lost his composure and his expression turned somewhat gloomy.

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