These words shocked everyone present.
Whether they secretly believed Number Ten was an evil god or simply thought of him as an ordinary person... everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Had Su Han broken his own established routine?
After all, He stated from the beginning the principle of equivalent exchange.
“Or rather,” Madara Uchiha’s gaze deepened, “the reason He wanted to condense the stars was more to see our reaction after we saw that evil god world star?”
"This may seem to violate His principle of equivalent exchange, but it does not actually violate it... because the equivalent exchange He established is essentially in service of His observation of everything in the world."
Equivalent exchange? That's ridiculous! Madara Uchiha scoffed at this. Knowing one's future value can never be measured by any ability...
Not to mention, the power they provide is utterly meaningless to the Speaker of Parliament. It's merely a means of weakening him...
Just as he was thinking this, Su Han added, "Of course! There will still be a price to pay... but if you want to see it, then those who want to see it will bear that price..."
Madara Uchiha's expression froze.
"...You can do that?" Huang Rong was speechless, her expression changing several times.
“If new members join in the future, and you are willing to pay the price for them, that’s fine too,” Su Han said slowly, “provided that they themselves do not strongly object.”
"Of course, I'll emphasize again! His future is meaningless to you." Su Han's words were devoid of emotion. "I personally do not recommend that you bid to condense his plot star!"
Madara Uchiha, Whitebeard, Tony Stark, Aizen, and the others exchanged glances. Aizen suddenly smiled and said, "Since this newcomer has no objections, let's pay the price for him... After all, we're just too curious about him."
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Chapter 93 Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng recited the sacrificial incantation.
Rukia Kuchiki was dumbfounded, staring at Aizen in disbelief, almost thinking she had made a mistake.
You help others by paying a price to see their storyline and starry skies? When did you become so kind...?
Rukia Kuchiki had sensed the strange atmosphere at the scene before, but hadn't thought much of it. However, when she saw that Aizen's behavior was illogical, she immediately became alert.
Not to mention... those who are helping at the cost right now aren't just Aizen, but also Whitebeard, Tony Stark, and others. None of them are simple characters.
"Are these people really that enthusiastic?" Xiao Zhi muttered to himself. Even someone as oblivious as him vaguely sensed that something was amiss.
"I'll use Conqueror's Haki!" Whitebeard laughed, took out a card from his person, and threw it towards Su Han.
"A brand new version of Iron Man armor assembly technology." Tony Stark also took out a card, which he had painstakingly researched during the Training Month. It was basically equivalent to the level of the original Iron Man armor research three years later.
"Then I'll use Shunpo!" Aizen said with a smile.
Madara Uchiha made the final decision: "I will provide the foundation of ninjutsu."
As he watched the cards appear before him, Su Han felt a strong surge of emotion. He had indeed been thinking of taking advantage of the situation, but he had also thought he would need to use persuasive language to entice the cardholder.
Unexpectedly, this flock of sheep came to our doorstep... and those who came were all strong and intelligent people.
"It's actually quite normal... Smart people are generally more curious, and those with strong curiosity are more easily hooked." Su Han sighed sincerely, outwardly collecting all the cards without making a sound. Then he raised his palm and gently clenched it.
He said softly, "Then... let's begin a new journey through the world!"
With a deafening roar, a river of destiny materialized. As everyone looked up, their pupils dilated in shock, their minds reeling.
They couldn't see what was happening within that long river of fate; it seemed as if they saw octopus tentacles, like mountains of flesh, dancing in the air, or perhaps a centipede spider! Even Whitebeard thought he saw a peculiar evil entity composed of the Five Elders, and Madara Uchiha thought he saw a demon...
"What...what is that thing?" Huang Rong slumped into the chair, her voice sounding like a groan.
Ying Zheng remained silent, his body trembling, feeling as if he were in a vast ocean, almost suffocating.
Su Han could not possibly create a life trajectory based on her own imagination.
Although he could do such a thing, and it wouldn't be difficult to materialize it using the characteristics of the misty space... firstly, it would be too strenuous. Secondly, it would be meaningless... and if he did it this way, there would inevitably be logical flaws in the future.
After all... to cover up one lie, you need to fill it with more lies. And when lies pile up to a certain point, they will explode completely.
So Su Han is doing something else now. He simply extracted all the concepts of the evil beings he had fought against, and then used the spatial amplification function to enhance them to the maximum.
Because he couldn't watch it, as watching too much would affect his mental state, he maintained the mystique of his alternate account.
And then... the plan was complete.
Once the alt account is integrated, he can use it to get whatever he wants from the people present without any major problems.
With a resounding boom, the River of Fate transformed into a twisted, pitch-black star. This star silently adorned the back of Number Ten.
Number 10 remained seated in silence, appearing even more eerie under the distorted light of the stars.
A long silence fell over the space.
Some people were panting heavily, while others clenched their fists and remained silent. Even Ash Ketchum was slumped in his chair, looking completely bewildered, staring at the misty sky above with a look of utter disbelief.
Finally, someone broke the silence.
Madara Uchiha lowered his eyes, his expression returning to calm; at least, apart from his trembling fingers, there was nothing else amiss. He spoke, his voice hoarse.
"I must say... newcomer, no, I should call you number ten... your past! It was truly incredibly fascinating and rich."
"My past is actually quite insignificant," Number Ten said in a low, slow voice.
Aizen remained expressionless, but nodded inwardly. If he were truly a top-tier god, he wouldn't be so humble even before the god he served, would he?
In other words, his previous guess was correct... This should be the weakest god. Aizen thought to himself, "How terrifying... yet so exciting."
“If your past is insignificant, then my life…” Conan stopped abruptly.