Chapter 502: Nüwa: I have two strategists under my command—Fengxi on the left, Hougang on the right—what's there to worry about whe

Stabilize Sea will exist, but the timing and the executor's identity......

Fuxi said this, smiling without speaking.

Bai's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood.

"I understand."

He clapped his hands, then sighed, "If that's the case, if Nüwa misunderstands any of these key points……it will surely cause big trouble!"

A strategy, it looks like a good strategy.

It is indeed a good strategy.

But......

If the timing of the launch goes wrong？

Then who ends up grasping the victory fruit might have to be someone else! Who laughs last? This is a big problem!

Báizé looked at Fuxi with a somewhat strange gaze, constantly complaining in his heart.

"So skilled."

"The plan is so thorough."

"Looks like it's been arranged for a long time, huh?"

"Even......"

"In the previous era, haven't they done this kind of thing a lot? Gained experience from it?"

Suddenly, Bai actually felt some sympathy for Nüwa.

--You say you're fine, why provoke your brother for nothing? Just be a sister, just work overtime, always wanting to stand up and take charge—is that something you can do to mess with your brother's life? Actually.

These are not the most important.

The most important thing is......

Noob!

Being a noob is the greatest original sin!

"But...... this has nothing to do with me."

Bai's eyes rolled, and he made up his mind.

"I, Báizé, am just an ordinary double agent."

"Do a job, get paid."

"That is, sell Nüwa to her brother, then have her count money for me, give me a kickback, and clarify the ownership of the text."

"What do other matters have to do with me?"

"As long as I achieve the Dao of Pangu before Nüwa figures things out afterward……what do I have to fear?"

Báizé thought of this, and his heart settled.

Since we've boarded the pirate ship, and it looks like we can't get off anytime soon, we might as well go all the way to the dark.

Moreover.

This path may not necessarily be dark.

--As long as he performs well in this play, he can still keep Nüwa from discovering his betrayal after the finale!

Just as Fuxi said.

--It's not that Bai isn't trying; it's that Fuxi is too cunning! —The information he gave Nüwa is all true……if something is missing, it's not his fault! He's just a pure "noob", his intelligence work is lacking—how can that be said to be deliberately harming Nüwa? Bai is also a victim!

On the contrary!

Besides blaming Nüwa——I've done my part as support, yet you make decisions so poorly, can you blame me?

Actor, is a profession with many particulars.

Playing well, playing marvelously, having the highest overall output and most kills……but every time at the crucial moment of a dragon team fight, it's because the timing is off, because teammates' support "isn't strong enough", leading to being gang‑killed by the opposing side, forced to tearfully give up, collapsing again and again, ultimately losing the match regretfully……

As an actor, not only lacking humility, but also needing to berate teammates!

Doing this requires suppression by rank awareness!

"Nüwa's rank, how many eras can I deceive her?"

Báizé reckoned in his heart, and suddenly felt the future bright and optimistic.

There once was a great figure who was killed by a similar big pit, and up to now, no one has suspected Bai's head!

Who is it?

No need to look, it's——

Dragon Ancestor!

This tragic victim of the divine birth, forever unwilling, constantly reviewing, still unable to uncover the full background of how the Lord of the Eastern Splendor schemed to kill him, at most shouting "sibling black workshop", focusing fire on Fuxi.

Little did he know, Bai himself also made a significant contribution in there!

Making a fortune in silence is the only way to last long.

"With Fuxi front and center, drawing Nüwa's hatred and firepower, I might actually be able to deceive her for a long, long time……"

"This……isn't a one‑hammer deal!"

Bai stroked his chin, the smile on his face gradually becoming wanton.

"If we can get through this era unnoticed."

"Then in the next era, I'll again form a strategic partnership with Nüwa, continue to actively help her "go undercover" by her brother's side, actually to swindle Pangu's resource aid……is that feasible?"

"Seems very feasible!"

Báizé thought of the clever point, his smile becoming even more brilliant.

This left Xihuang speechless, looking at him, his expression very strange.

"You……what are you thinking? Your smile is so lewd?"

"Nothing much, nothing much?" Mr. Bai immediately regained his composed posture, "I just feel that I might have truly understood the fun of being an undercover agent..."

Playing with others in the palm of one's hand, making them spin around in circles…… This is indeed a great joy! Of course.

If you play this well, you're awesome; if you play it badly, you might just drop dead on the spot.

Báizé brushed it off with a vague remark, not intending to explain his thoughts to Fuxi, after all…… this deception is, after all, Nüwa's little money.

Don't look at them now, the siblings are in a cold war.

If one day Fuxi, that thick‑eyed big‑eyed guy, goes soft and sells him out…… Báizé, who would he cry to? So Mr. Bai shifted the topic and began discussing with Fuxi the detailed steps to deceive Nüwa.

Acting, one must still perform the whole set.

Why can Mr. Bai know this secret?

Under what circumstances did Fuxi blab the secret with his big mouth?

……

These scripts are all meant to be paired one‑on‑one.

Fuxi said, Báizé noted, and the process was soon completed.

"From now on, I'll leave it to you."

Fuxi patted the shoulder of his old comrade-in-arms.

"I will not fail the Majesty's trust!" Mr. Bai said with a resolute face, "For the justice of Honghuang, for love and peace, I will lead the charge to crush Nüwa's evil schemes!"

"Excellent!" Fuxi said with relief, "For the sake of all beings under heaven, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Báizé raised his wine cup, the two peerless powers clinked glasses, and drained them in one gulp.

After drinking, Mr. Bai stood up, performed a salute, and strode off with dragon‑like vigor and tiger‑like steps.

For Fuxi's cause, he doesn't want to waste a single moment!

——That's high emotional intelligence.

Being with Fuxi, he feels too much pressure and doesn't want to stay a moment longer.

——That's low emotional intelligence.

Fuxi watched Báizé go, until his figure vanished completely, then he shook his head and gave a self‑deprecating smile.

He never cared what Báizé thought.

Because……

"Mm."

"It seems that, although I, Fuxi, have retired, my deterrent power over old friends hasn't diminished much……"

Fuxi sighed, and in passing poured himself a cup of wine, which he drank alone.

"Earlier I hinted at history through veiled words, pointing to Pangu…… but now only Old Bai has plucked up the courage to knock on Nüwa's door…… tsk!"

"I almost delayed my plan……"

In this world, many times there is no love without reason.

A hint from Pangu told the old friend how to proceed to most efficiently pursue Pangu's achievements…… behind this, however, lie many ulterior motives!

In ignorance and oblivion, some people become mere pawns.

He thought his ideas were all in line with his own interests, that they were his true heart's desire, and that he had never been controlled by anyone.

But in fact……

At the moment his heart was moved, he had already fallen into the trap.

The world bustles, all coming for profit; the world hustles, all going for profit.

Grasp profit, and you can move hearts, wield the pieces of all beings, and place them upon the world!

Fuxi smiled, drained the wine in his cup, then turned the cup upside down; in a daze, a piece of the deepest, darkest shadow silently covered the Suiyue Changhe.

A list fluttered down from his sleeve, just covered by that shadow.

On it were the names of ancient god‑great sages, followed by markings that looked like chips.

Mr. Bai was conspicuously on the list, and quite high up.

"Báizé—writing"! That's how it is.

And he is not the only one: "Kunpeng—Hetu"……

"Di Jun—White Emperor"……

……

Vast and numerous, there are dozens upon dozens, involving the vast majority of the top figures of the Honghuang world.

Among them are demon emperors and ancestral witches.

Yes.

Even the ancestral witches are present! Zhuyin, Jumang, Shebi Shi, Tiānwú……

Unbeknownst to Nüwa, a great net was woven, surrounding her.

Xihuang looked at the list and smiled with satisfaction.

"The 'Pingxin' plan is now officially launched."

"I don't know if my sister…… will be moved when she learns of this in the future?"

"With a brother like me, what more could one ask for in this life?"

……

"Is this reasonable?"

"This is unreasonable!"

In the royal court, Fengxi widened his eyes and let out a great sigh.

Hougang, your promotion—what you got promoted to—caught me off guard!

He glanced, and suddenly his power greatly increased; he began taking charge of revising human history, education, and script reform, an old friend strongly supported and pushed by the girl, constantly muttering.

Going through the back door, ending up like this…… I'm utterly impressed!

I never expected…… really never expected……

You bushy‑eyed guy, actually having an affair with the Heavenly Court's ancient god Báizé!

This!

Is it a distortion of divinity? Or a decline of morality?

Is it that Báizé, for profit, betrayed the Heavenly Court group and switched sides to the human faction?

Or is it that you, Hougang, upheld justice and persuaded the ancient god Báizé to abandon darkness and embrace the light?

Fengxi sighed repeatedly.

"Cut the crap!" Hougang rolled his eyes, while organizing his work at hand, his tone sounding somewhat gritting his teeth to Fengxi's ear: "You were the party involved back then, listening clearly, and now you're pretending to be shocked?"

Under the girl's gaze nearby, this pair of close friends argued noisily, not happy at all.

"Alright, alright…… I'm not shocked, I'm not shocked……" Fengxi muttered, his nerves suddenly snapping, "By the way, are you reliable?"

"Just entrusted with an important task, I immediately started compiling the human race's dictionary, even shouting a slogan to make this dictionary the greatest toolbook in all Honghuang, containing translation correspondences for all languages and scripts, including but not limited to the myriad peoples of the Demon Race…… Can you do it?"

Fengxi said, unable to help but marvel.

This is an extremely grandiose project!

Writing, is a civilization's wisdom inheritance.

When humanity achieved the universal port, casually catching any group, they could plug in and absorb its wisdom crystals…… This would be a leap and sublimation!

Having come this far.

This is not just a dictionary and encyclopedia, but the greatest encyclopedia of all Honghuang, covering all possessed civilizational wisdom.

With a dictionary in hand, one knows astronomy and geography above, and trivial matters below…… Even if unaware, one can ask!

Communication, is the ladder of civilization's progress! Hougang gained great authority, evidently intending to do great things.

"How could I possibly not be able to!"

Mr. Hou smiled faintly, "I'm just eating this bowl of rice!"

"How many years have I served as Historian!"

"Moreover, back then I was the director of both the Heavenly Court's archives and library!"

He was confident, even arrogant! But he indeed had the qualifications for such arrogance.

His seniority is too great; no one can shake his position.

"For others, this consumes much effort, requiring constant review of materials and conducting civilizational deductions, striving to give authoritative explanations."

"But me?"

"It's authority itself!"

Hougang, overbearing and boundless, slapped the corner of the desk where the draft's early outline already showed, "The rough draft is basically done; as long as I edit for a while longer, concrete results will appear!"

"Really? Let me take a look!" Fengxi's eyes lit up.

He is a studious child.

Hougang glanced at that bushy‑eyed guy, smirking—exactly this jerk who caused him to be bullied by Xihuang with the Reason Divine Axe.

If possible, he'd like to spit a mouthful of salt soda at him.

However, the girl is right here now; he thinks, as fellow comrades, it wouldn't be good to betray each other.

Especially now.

Fengxi, with years of merit and hard work, is the first Strategist under Nüwa's command!

Hougang declared his stance, wholeheartedly loyal, with backing "willing to brave peril," ready to go undercover for Nüwa as Fuxi, executing the most dangerous plan…… Such an important good friend, you'd hardly find a few even with a lantern; Nüwa looks upon him differently, values him more, and has already promoted him to second Strategist under her command!

The two chief Strategists are the left and right arms of the Nüwa Emperor!

Nüwa: Hehe…… I have two great strategists under my command, Fengxi and Hougang; what great undertaking could fail?

However, in reality……

Hehe!

Hehehe! Who's laughing? Really hard to say.

……

At this very moment, Hougang and Fengxi are like grasshoppers on the same rope.

No matter how unhappy he felt inside, Hougang endured.

His face drawn long, yet he ultimately took the draft and presented it.

But, just after handing it to Fengxi, Mr. Hou suddenly whispered, "This draft of mine has some parts untranslated, not a simplified version, so it tests one's knowledge reserves."

"Fengxi, have you learned all the characters?"

The moment that was asked, Fengxi's face turned black.

——Pah!

He's a leader—how could he possibly not know all the characters?! Fengxi snorted, casually flipped a page, glanced, and then was stunned.

'Damn……'

'Careless!'

'What the hell is this?'

'Even with my Daluo knowledge reserves, I couldn't grasp it at first glance?'

He blinked, blinked again, fell silent, turned the pages forward to look at the detailed record.

Oh.

It's fine.

This is a remote corner of Honghuang, in an insignificant tiny tribe, the Patriarch had just invented this script less than three days ago.

And then, before the script could even warm up, it went cold.

Why? Because the leader of this tribe decided to go join the Demon Race family.

Such things sprout and fade away constantly in the Honghuang world, too many to count.

Too many, too many! Even a typical Great Luo, despite observing myriad worlds, taking countless incarnations, and studying painstakingly… but if it weren't for eating this bowl of rice, who the hell, stuffed and bored, would go memorize the script that the person involved just randomly invented and then can't even understand what they themselves wrote?!

This isn't erudition anymore—it's sick! Fengxi really wanted to complain, but didn't know how.

After all.

You might want to object, but they have a perfectly good reason—

Many subtle inspirations, a flash of insight, are precisely hidden in such matters that even the person involved finds confusing… If these were refined, they might possibly help even a Great Luo in some places! Mr. Hou also wrote about this in detail in the manuscript.

A detailed analysis examined, when the chief of that tiny tribe created this script that 'even ghosts don't recognize,' what his psychological state was, and which of his own life's worldviews he concretely distilled, ultimately shaping it into these bizarre characters.

Which of these points could be novel ideas that would refresh the eyes of ordinary cultivators of the immortal Dao?

Fengxi's mouth twitched.

He felt that such a worldview‑shocking matter shouldn't be borne by him alone.

So…

He clapped his hand, then drew a stroke.

The copy appeared.

Then?

He wore a grin, instinctively putting on the expression of an older brother supervising and caring for his younger sister's studies, and called over the girl who was happily watching the drama.

「Come on, come on, come on… 」

With the girl's bewildered look, the copy was set before her.

「Girl, listen to me… 」

「You are destined to become the king of the human royal court, destined to rule the world and govern the masses… 」

「You cannot neglect any of your subjects… 」

「Come. 」

「I have the best study material here; you can read it carefully, study hard, ponder it, and figure out why such things develop… 」

(End of chapter)