Chapter 184: 183: Demon Tribe Compatriots

Wang Wu didn't want to reveal his identity, so Ling Luo naturally didn't tell the immigration office staff his detailed information, only gave Wang Wu a vague identity.

She originally wanted to assign Wang Wu an identity like "son of a great clan," but Wang Wu refused, so his current identity is just an ordinary person.

The transcendent who fled here behind that wealthy heiress, a transcendent whose strength is about the same as theirs.

Because of Wang Wu's appearance, the registration officer gave Wang Wu a slightly annoyed look.

Catherine's family is also quite wealthy, but in the North Light District they are only middle‑class, still not comparable to a noble lady like Ling Luo who comes from a super‑big family.

While Wang Wu was registering, Yin Shenli stayed by his side; because she had been fairly satisfied before, her attitude toward Wang Wu had improved considerably.

Seeing Wang Wu dutifully registering, with a gaze beside him that never left Wang Wu and a woman whose eyes kept drifting to him, Yin Shenli couldn't help but remark:

"I'm actually quite curious—why do you always run into women whenever something happens? All kinds of women?"

"Is there some special constitution you have? Every time something occurs, it's related to women. Isn't that a bit too unreasonable?"

"Indeed, it's quite unreasonable," Wang Wu, who was registering, turned his head and said to his master, "But this is a harem story."

"Indeed," Yin Shenli nodded.

Although that conversation truly occurred between them, it also seemed as if it never happened; neither the others present nor the speakers themselves seemed aware that they had said it.

It's like some of the conversations back in Yin Shenli's hometown, for example about a certain "World's Number One Assassin."

Of course, that assassin is a fake; Yin Shenli is the real World's Number One Assassin.

Even though that Super World's Number One Assassin can't match Yin Shenli in strength, in reputation—well, Yin Shenli is indeed a very professional killer. Although the Shura Blood Assassin is famous, very few actually know her.

"All right, registration is complete. Miss Ling, I didn't expect you could escape from the North Light District; I'm sure your relatives in the South Light District will be very pleased."

The three of them finished registration in no time, and after that the registration officer didn't forget to flatter Ling Luo.

As the highest‑ranking among the three, even though Ling Luo is just an insignificant daughter of a branch family in the North Light District, for ordinary people like them she is already a fairly high‑class aristocrat.

Not to mention Ling Luo herself is a Level‑5 transcendent; locals grade transcendent strength into nine levels, and although Level 5 sounds modest, it's actually quite impressive.

These nine transcendent tiers are similar to the old True Dao system on Tianyuan Star before its version update; before Wang Wu passed down his technique, the highest True Dao rank there was "Entry into Law," also one of the nine levels.

The planet they inhabit is called Tianlu; Tianlu is not the only habitable world for humans in this star system, nor is it the cradle of human civilization here.

However, for now, within the entire system, Tianlu is the place with the best conditions and the largest population.

As for humanity's homeworld, that place is called Bailu, and now only a small portion of it still hosts survivor bases.

But judging from the planet's condition, those bases probably won't last much longer.

Within the system, interplanetary contact is sparse. The last communication between Bailu and Tianlu was three years ago, and the current situation is unknown.

This civilization's development level is decent, but it certainly lags far behind the March Civilization that can launch inter‑stellar expeditions.

Of course, it's also far better than Wang Wu's hometown. After all, it's a culture that can establish cities beyond its homeworld…

Well, okay, the main reason is that this star system has several habitable planets.

So they don't need to spend time on planetary terraforming; they can just pack their bags and move in…

Wang Wu is a "black account" in this civilization, because he has no identification; there were no traces of him on this planet before.

However, in these times that's obviously not an issue; for safety, all survivor settlement data on the planet are shared, including household registration.

The North Light District has fallen, but its population data can still be found in the South Light District.

Wang Wu's records are not in there; in this civilization's database he is a person who never existed.

But his strength is sufficient, and he is accompanied by Ling Luo, the daughter of the Ling family, so he doesn't need any means; Ling Luo will help resolve it.

Soon, Wang Wu obtained his identification documents in this world.

"We can enter the city now, Wang… Brother Wang?"

Stepping out into the city, Ling Luo initially wanted to address Wang Wu as "Mr. Wang" as before, but she quickly recalled their earlier agreement, hesitated, and then called him simply "Wang Wu."

"You're calling me 'brother' just because you're that old?" Wang Wu glanced at her; the woman looks very young, but as a transcendent, a youthful appearance doesn't mean she's truly young.

"Um, I'm just turned thirty."

"Then just call me Wang Wu," Wang Wu said, "I'm a bit younger than you."

"Ah?" Ling Luo was startled, but quickly recovered and nodded at Wang Wu.

Although she is actually older, Ling Luo looks only a little over twenty.

"Hurry! Hurry! Lord Chai is arriving soon!"

From this immigration office into the city, the party's first stop was a massive plaza.

On the plaza, countless hovering cars flashing police lights hovered in the air, while uniformed staff moved back and forth below.

"Lord Chai?" Wang Wu was somewhat curious.

"Lord Chai is the supreme commander of Base No. 1 in the South Light District; you can call her Major General Chai."

As for her mother who died in the disaster, of course Ling Luo is quite sad—no, truly sad.

That doesn't mean she's cold‑hearted; it's just that Ling Luo didn't have much interaction with her biological mother.

As for the woman who raised her, she wasn't fortunate enough to meet someone who could treat and raise her like a mother or father.

Many children from great families are like this; it's not the norm.

Life is comfortable; although there is pressure and they are often oppressed, compared with ordinary people this is…

Upper‑class nobles may oppress lower‑class nobles, but both are still the same class; however, nobles and commoners are a different story.

Chai is a very rare surname; Wang Wu had never heard of it before.

Although monsters' surnames are often odd—like Wu Er Niang, Zhu San Niang, and Shu Niang—the first character of each name is their surname.

But however odd those surnames are, you can at least link them to some homophonous characters—like Wu, Zhu, Shu. Though people with the surname Shu are very rare, they do exist.

Moreover, the Shu Kingdom is a name Wang Wu is quite familiar with.

But this Chai… alright, he's truly unheard of.

"Major General?" Wang Wu wasn't especially surprised by the female general's surname; he was more curious about another thing.

"Is this first base quite large in area?" he asked.

"Yes." Ling Luo nodded.

"A city this big, and the person in charge is only a major general?" Wang Wu asked curiously.

"A major general isn't a very small rank, Wu." Catherine interjected at this moment. "Where we are, a major general is already a very high rank."

"This is a post-apocalyptic world. The old nations no longer exist. The size of a military rank has long lost its meaning. Being able to control an entire base city means that Major General Chai has a considerable military force."

"Is that so?" Wang Wu suddenly understood. It seemed this was still a chaotic world, where the strong and well-armed were the ones who mattered.

As for military ranks, they were nothing but empty titles.

"Major General Chai is the supreme commander of the First Base and also a member of the Supreme Council of the Nanguang District," Ling Luo added from the side. "She's also very famous in the Beiguang District, not only for her exceptional abilities but also for her peerless beauty."

"Peerless beauty?" Wang Wu was taken aback. "That's not exactly a rare thing, is it?"

"For you, Wang Wu, it is," Ling Luo said, looking at him. Her mind seemed to flash with some image again, and her face flushed. "But..."

"Major General Chai's beauty is probably not inferior to yours."

"Ah." Wang Wu was speechless.

That, he could understand.

For someone to have beauty on par with his own monstrous level, that monster was indeed quite something.

"Lady Chai is coming! Lady Chai's airship is here!"

At that moment, an aircraft appeared in the sky. It flew out from behind a distant tall building and came to hover over the square.

Now, in the square, the people gathered there were not only uniformed public officials but also a large number of civilians.

They weren't all men, either; there was a considerable number of women. Wang Wu even saw excitement and anticipation on the faces of many women.

It was hard to imagine that in a world like this, you could still see such expressions on ordinary people's faces.

This showed that the people of this First Base were probably living fairly well. It seemed, as Ling Luo had said, that this female general was indeed exceptionally capable.

The aircraft descended slowly. The hatch opened, and the first to emerge were a squad of soldiers, chests puffed out. Behind them, a tall leather boot stepped out of the hatch.

"Getting a little antsy, are we?"

His master's voice, Yin Shenli, came from beside him. Wang Wu glanced at his master. "I prefer yours, Master."

"Shut up."

"Master, I did as you said, so tonight..."

"I said, shut up!"

"Oh..." Wang Wu turned his head back, a little disappointed, and continued watching the aircraft.

After that tall boot, soon, Major General Chai herself walked out of the hatch.

"General Chai! General Chai!"

The moment Major General Chai appeared, thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd.

"General Chai! General Chai!!!"

Wang Wu could feel the joy in those cheers, the genuine emotion contained within those waves of sound.

This general was truly beloved by the city's residents.

Amidst the roaring cheers like a mountain and a tsunami, General Chai wore a faint smile as she looked around, raising her hand to greet the people.

General Chai was a woman with very distinctive features, a pair of eyes like a scorpion's. Wang Wu rarely used such a creature to describe a person's eyes.

But she was indeed that style—eyes like a viper and a scorpion.

A pair of slanted, triangular phoenix eyes, and two curved, willow-leaf eyebrows. But eyes were eyes, and temperament was temperament.

Despite having such sharp, ruthless eyes, the aura she exuded didn't make her seem like a cruel person.

Bold and hearty—that was the first impression she gave others.

When General Chai looked around, she naturally swept her gaze over Wang Wu and his group in the crowd.

After all, she was also a transcendent, and not of a low level.

Not just not low—it could even be called very high, even by the standards of Wang Wu's home world, Tianyuan Star.

The highest level of the transcendent power system here was the Ninth Grade, equivalent to the Rùfǎ level of the True Dao power system in the Tianyuan Realm.

But this General Chai was different. Her strength had far surpassed the Ninth Grade here, reaching the pinnacle of the Demonic Dao power system in the Tianyuan Realm:

the Tiantong Realm.

Also, this woman was a compatriot of Wang Wu's.

Not a fellow Earthling, but a fellow demonic beast.

She was a monster, possibly even an alien monster.

When he realized this, Wang Wu didn't know what to say. He could only... uh, only...

No, why? Why were alien monsters like this too? Why?!

Now he naturally knew why her surname was 'Chai'—because, dammit, 'chai' was the ancient term for a scorpion, wasn't it???

Even Wang Wu couldn't deduce a monster's true form from its human appearance, but a monster's surname could give it away.

Even though Wang Wu's Chinese grades in the past hadn't been great, his Chinese knowledge became exceptionally useful at times like this.

Just as Wang Wu was looking at Chai Zhi, Chai Zhi's gaze met his at that very moment.

Their eyes briefly connected, then looked away.

Although it was a short time, Wang Wu still felt her momentary pause.

But he didn't think much of it, assuming she had probably recognized Ling Luo as a member of the Ling family.

"Why did she look at you like that?"

But just because Wang Wu didn't think much of it didn't mean others didn't. For instance, a certain number-one assassin in the world—the genuine article.

It wasn't jealousy, of course, just curiosity.

"Look at who?" Wang Wu was startled. "Who was looking at me?"

"Fine." Yin Shenli glanced at her disciple's dimwitted appearance and rolled her eyes.

Chi Zhi, after leaving the aircraft and briefly interacting with the crowd in the square, quickly got into a car and vanished from everyone's sight.

In the car, even though there were still a lot of unfinished business today, Chi Zhi's mind kept flashing the figure he had just seen in the square several times.

That was definitely a very strange occurrence.

It wasn't love at first sight, but… how to put it, a certain very familiar feeling.

Familiar, friendly, as if a compatriot.

But Chi Zhi didn't think the other was of his own kind, because the power he possessed was something a demon race could never have.

"What is it?"

Chi Zhi was somewhat curious, but he didn't waste time on it.

It was just a routine interlude, no need to invest much effort.

Half an hour later, South Light District First Base, Ling family.

"Wu, I'm going to wash…"

As soon as she entered, Catherine let out a provocation and pecked at Wang Wu.

A few minutes later, the muscular connective tissue between Wang Wu's upper and lower jaws finally untangled from Catherine, and he stared at her with a cold gaze, saying:

"Wash what?"

This is the entryway foyer, but Wang Wu had no intention of giving Catherine any face.

"Ew!!"

Next to the two, Ling Luo, whose mind briefly short‑circuited because Catherine struck first, stood there.

She was, of course, there too, since this was the Ling family, and she counted as a quarter host.

Watching her endangered friend and the raging Wang Wu, Ling Luo just stood dumbfounded in place for about ten minutes.

At this moment, her body trembled with fear, and her freshly dried pants were again soaked with fright.

But in the end, friendship still overcame the fear.

Ling Luo, trembling, forced down her fear and lunged toward Wang Wu.

"Damn it, why does this guy still love this smell so much…"

Yin Shenli looked at her disciple and shook her head helplessly.

Time passed quickly; the next day, yawning, Wang Wu stretched lazily and sat up from the bed.

He glanced at the clock that had fallen on the floor; it was already eight in the morning.

But outside it was still pitch black, though it was time for breakfast.

He didn't wake Ling Luo and Catherine, because they had fallen asleep two hours earlier.

Perhaps "asleep" isn't quite right, but that's a more elegant way to say it.

Get up, wash up, then eat.

They didn't need to eat, because in this state they probably couldn't ingest anything.

At this level, a transcendent's digestive capacity is still rather limited.

(End of chapter)