Chapter 240

Inside the laboratory, Li Cheng was instructing You Fei, informing her of the precautions to take after she went out.

"No matter who you were before, or who you will become in the future, at least for now, you are Tifeng's mother and daughter, Blood Rose. Understood?"

"Mhm... I understand." You Fei nodded. On matters of principle, she wouldn't deliberately pick a fight: "By the way, then what is your identity...?"

"Oh, nominally, I am Tifeng's father, which makes me your husband."

"!!!" The Abyssal Eye Witch at the side immediately sucked in a sharp breath of cold air, contributing her share to global warming.

"Of course, this is a fake identity."

"Phew!!!" The Abyssal Eye Witch exhaled the cold air she had just sucked in, contributing her share to solving global warming.

"Understood..." You Fei nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly thought of something. Her eyes rolled slyly, and she acted spoiled in a half-reluctant, half-willing way: "That... Cheng Ge, you... you wouldn't be fake-acting-for-real, would you?"

"Huh???" The Abyssal Eye Witch sucked the cold air she had just exhaled back in again.

"Hehe." Li Cheng laughed mockingly, revealing a sunny, cheerful smile: "You wish."

You Fei: "..."

Abyssal Eye Witch: (><) In just a few short seconds, she had made such a huge contribution to global warming. Truly a formidable woman.

On the other side, inside the Wrath Father God's tent.

Due to Tal's Relic severing the connection between the Treasure Vault and the outside world, not much time had passed.

The Wrath Father God sat on a chair a size smaller than himself, doing his utmost to maintain his prestige and keep his balance. He said to his strategist: "Lu Yi, did you understand the detailed situation clearly?"

"Of course, Father God's Crown." Lu Yi nodded, incomparably respectful: "The one who previously talked back to the True Mother Goddess was not you, but the Wrath Explosion Divine General. Because you had more important matters to attend to, you entrusted the task of receiving the Mother Goddess to him."

"Correct." The Wrath Father God stroked his newly grown little beard, his old face unavoidably flushing a bit red.

He had actually gone to romance Li Er; no matter how you sliced it, that didn't count as more important matters...

And the strategist Lu Yi across from him also had a slightly red face.

Damn it, he had just thought the Father God had had an epiphany and turned into that kind of Heroic Ruler, but after all that fuss, it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Thinking back to his praise of the Wrath Explosion Divine General at that time, and those devout prayers expressing his determination, he felt an unparalleled sense of social death.

"Cough cough. Anyway, what do you think of this Wrath Explosion?" The Wrath Father God tapped the table.

"Ambitious, not a thing to be confined to a pond." Lu Yi thought for a moment, then spat out this sentence.

"These things, I naturally know clearly." The Wrath Father God slowly stood up, looking out the window: "I also don't care about my subordinates' ambitions. I'm just worried... that he isn't one of ours."

"Better to kill by mistake than to let go." Lu Yi's eyes gradually turned cold.

"... Mhm." The Wrath Father God stared at the leaves slowly floating down outside the window and let out a long sigh: "But I do truly cherish his talent, you know? He just offered me a stratagem."

"He said I can use this opportunity of offending the True Lady to claim credit with the Plague."

"The Plague has always been an emotional guy. With such words, he would definitely ally with me, and the two of us would then form the Abyss's strongest Allied Forces."

"When that time comes, among the Abyssal Gods, not a single one would be our match. Unifying the Abyss would be effortless."

"At that time, I would then persuade the Plague Mother Goddess, promising her that once I ascend to the God Throne, I would give her countless materials to let her continue researching plagues. She certainly wouldn't make things difficult for me."

"When that time comes, I will be the new Abyss Lord, able to promulgate laws and be crowned a God."

If that happens, I can make all the men in this world become South Tong...

The Wrath Father God added that line in his heart, then looked at Lu Yi: "Such a macroscopic strategy — taking one step, thinking three steps ahead, calculations leaving nothing out, planning from within the tent — this son's talent is something I have never seen in my life."

"Lu Yi, his talent is above yours."

"I..." Lu Yi's mouth corner twitched, nearly exploding with rage.

When he first heard it, he didn't feel anything special.

But the more he listened, the more he realized — this stratagem, wasn't it TMD said by me to Wrath Explosion? And this guy turns around and tells the stratagem to Father God's Crown? And after saying it, claims he thought of it himself?

This TMD was thought up by ME! Thought up by ME! But Lu Yi also knew very well that jumping out now to say this was his idea was already useless.

A scheme is such a thing — whoever proposes it first, it counts as theirs.

His own explanation, in the Wrath Father God's eyes, would just become sophistry done to steal credit.

It would instead make him displeased.

This silent loss, he could only swallow it himself.

Although he thought this in his heart, Lu Yi was still too indignant, causing his face to flush red from holding it in.

"Lu Yi, why is your face so red?" The Wrath Father God looked at him doubtfully: "You wouldn't be jealous of Wrath Explosion's talent, would you?"

Me? Jealous of him?

Joke!!!

"Hah..." Lu Yi let out a long breath: "Of course not, Father God's Crown."

"Then what do you think of this strategy?" The Wrath Father God asked again.

"Mhm... I think it's a very good strategy. If we proceed according to this strategy, we indeed have a very large chance of achieving a great cause." Lu Yi forcibly endured the grief and indignation in his heart to answer.

As a strategist, he naturally couldn't make a judgment detrimental to the overall situation just because of his personal preferences.

"Since even you say so, indeed, Wrath Explosion's talent is one in ten thousand — oh no, it should be said a talent not born in ten thousand years."

"Heh, hehe, yeah." Lu Yi's mouth corner twitched.

"Mhm, you should learn more from him." The Wrath Father God patted his shoulder.

"Heh, hehe, Father God's Crown, ac-actually I thought of this strategy long ago..." Lu Yi could barely hold it in.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" The Wrath Father God asked doubtfully.

"I, I..." Lu Yi's lips went dry, not knowing what to do.

"Lu Yi ah, there's no need to find such a far-fetched reason." The Wrath Father God said impatiently: "The merits you have established for me, I know them all. I also trust you one hundred percent."

"Even with Wrath Explosion here, I won't lose my trust in you because of that. You must not be jealous of him; be modest and learn from him. Understand?"

I'm jealous of him?

I learn from him? That TM was my idea!

I fuck his Immortal ass!!! Lu Yi was about to collapse, but he already had no way out.

This kind of thing, the more you explain, the darker it gets; continue explaining and it instead makes it look like he really is jealous.

"Yes, Subject understands, Subject will study hard." Lu Yi forcibly endured the humiliation and replied.

"Hmm, that's good then. Sigh, such a person of outstanding talent, how could I bear to kill him?" Father God of Rage sighed deeply: "Lu Yi, you say, should I kill him, or not kill him?"

"Your Majesty, Subject thinks..." Lu Yi originally wanted to say the four words "night long, dreams many," but the words reached his mouth, yet he suddenly felt his heart tremble.

Wait, that's not right. Why does Father God's Crown want to chat with me about this topic? A matter of life and death this big, how would it fall to me to decide? Just now in his words, there was full appreciation for Nu Bao, obviously he doesn't want to kill him...

But he insists on asking for my opinion... why is this? At this moment, Lu Yi's CPU was about to burn and explode.

In his head he recalled all the details of the conversation with Father God of Rage, cold sweat flowing straight down.

Wait, could it be...

Father God suspects me?

He suspects that I secretly colluded with Dian Huo, leaked the matter of the large army setting out, leading to this rout? If Father God has already confirmed there is a traitor among us, causing this flash strike's rout...

And he trusts Nu Bao...

Then if I now say to kill Nu Bao, wouldn't that solidify that I have a problem? This is... entrapment? At this moment, Lu Yi only felt sweat profusely, walking on thin ice, one wrong step and it's eternal damnation.

No, not right, this probe is only the first layer...

Above this, there is a second layer.

Own Body this time did not report to Father God, just relying on the power of "acting at own discretion," privately brought elites back to camp.

Originally thought, could be like usual, unstoppable, achieve great merit again.

But never expected, now lost, not only lost, but lost all the elites too.

Victory can conceal all problems, while failure can expose all problems.

If he were Father God of Rage, he would also suspect whether Own Body deliberately set up this bureau, sent the elites to Dian Huo to be killed...

No, not just this.

Perhaps Father God's Crown has long been dissatisfied with Own Body's "acting at own discretion," just Own Body made no mistake, so he had no excuse to move against Own Body.

But this failure has put the knife into Father God's hand...

This is the second layer.

Wait, this knife, was it really Own Body who handed it to Father God's Crown?

No, not right, still too shallow. This matter, perhaps not only two layers! There's a third layer! Is there a possibility this was all that Nu Bao's strategy? He planned all this, he saw through Own Body's arrogance from favor, deliberately used this opportunity, secretly colluded with that Dian Huo, seemingly to deal with True Mother God, actually to deal with me.

He wants to do me in, become this Rage Territory's powerful minister himself! Correct, very possible! After a round of thousand-layer-cake thinking, Lu Yi thought more and more he was approaching the full picture, fingers digging into flesh.

This is also the flaw of meticulous people, prone to overthinking.

At that time Li Cheng blindly operated for half a day, just to torture True Mother God, pin the pot on her head,

Lu Yi after a round of pondering, could brain-supplement a whole "Longzhong Dui" out.

Now Father God of Rage is the same, just can't make up his mind, casually asks, and gets brain-supplemented by Lu Yi into a "Hongmen Banquet."

Just like that, Lu Yi pondered half a day, gritted teeth: "Father God's Crown, Subject thinks, Divine General Nu Bao should be kept."

"Oh? How so?" Rage looked at him with some surprise.

"Loyal mediocre officials are everywhere, but talented ones with some temper are few and far between." Lu Yi hardened his scalp and explained: "Moreover, you also have no way to confirm whether he is loyal or treacherous, you say?"

Actually, Lu Yi's these words were defending himself.

He wanted to use these words to tell Father God, although he has some temper, he is a capable person, can share his worries.

He believes, since Father God Sir can use this Hongmen Banquet to probe him, he certainly can understand his meaning beyond the strings.

And Father God of Rage...

Of course didn't hear any meaning beyond the strings.

He purely felt Lu Yi was like him, cherishing talent.

Thus, Father God of Rage asked again:

"Hmm, like this, then Lu Yi, you say, what if he is not loyal but treacherous, what then?"

Here it comes, a new exam question!

Lu Yi's eyes trembled, heart thought this is Father God of Rage prompting him, asking what he would do if he's not a loyal minister but a treacherous one.

Own Body's next answer relates to whether he can walk out of the tent alive.

"Subject thinks, can confiscate his power, observe more, no one can pretend to be a loyal minister for ten years straight, if truly so, how does he differ from a real loyal minister?"

These words, both tell Father God of Rage that Own Body is willing to delegate power, and implicitly state that Own Body has been a loyal minister for thousands of years, if he wanted to rebel, would have rebelled long ago.

Lu Yi felt his language art was really too clever.

"Hmm, you're right, you're right!" Father God of Rage laughed heartily, he completely didn't hear any language art, just felt Lu Yi's plan was good.

Simply the following battles, won't let Nu Bao participate, won't let him fight. That way, if front line still has issues, then it's unrelated to him.

Can only prove the traitor is someone else.

Worthy of being my strategist, at once thought of a method I couldn't think of — Father God of Rage satisfiedly stroked his beard: "Fine, let's do this! Lu Yi, you, very good!"

Hearing Father God's hearty laughter, Lu Yi relaxed.

Looks like, Own Body bet right.

Father God's Crown is only dissatisfied with Own Body's autocracy, hasn't reached the point of wanting to kill Own Body.

This time, just a warning knock.

Just as he was relieved, Father God of Rage's voice sounded once more: "Alright, you go down, familiarize yourself well with the army, these continuously arriving soldiers in Hengshui Camp are all trained by Nu Bao, you familiarize with them, the final total war, commanded by you."

What!?

Lu Yi instantly got goosebumps.

Wait, why am I being asked to lead the furious Bing Zu?

I understand now, this is a probe! This is the final probe!

The purpose of this Total War is to probe my loyalty.

Inside definitely hides Father God's confidant; if I show the slightest wrongness, they will directly execute me!

No, that may not be Father God's confidant, but even the furious one's confidant...

No, this may not be a probe; perhaps it is a trap set to kill me.

If they kill me and make it look like I died on the battlefield, who could tell? If so, where is my way out? Hateful, has it really come to this?

This bastard, what love potion did he give Father God to make him trust him so much? "Lu Yi, what's wrong with you, why are you unsettled?" The furious Father God asked doubtfully.

"Subject..." Lu Yi's heart almost jumped out of his chest; he knew he had no power to refuse.

If I refuse, I die here.

If I agree, I die on the battlefield.

But at least, dying on the battlefield can still leave a good name.

"Subject obeys the decree." Finally, Lu Yi sighed, knelt to receive the decree.

"Hmm, go on."

"Yes, Father God's Crown." Lu Yi stood up trembling; his figure, like countless losers in political struggles, had aged hundreds of years.

He walked out of the tent like that, staggering; at the tent door, he asked despondently, "Your Majesty, my family, can you take care of them?"

The furious Father God looked at Lu Yi strangely, unable to figure out what was wrong with his strategist today.

It's just one battle; even if we lost, I wouldn't blame him...

Sigh, this guy, he's old after all, and has become afraid.

After thinking, the furious Father God shook his head: "Rest easy, old thing; I will raise your wife well; just do your best."

"Then I thank Your Majesty." Lu Yi raised his head and walked out of the tent sadly.

Father God's answer was his final sentence.

What does "do your best" mean? What does "I will raise your wife" mean? Isn't this telling me that if I live, my wife and children must die?

Half a life of hard work, ending up like this—how sad, how sad.

He walked out the door just as Big Boss, bringing You Fei, bumped into him.

"Strategist Lu Yi." Big Boss bowed with a smile in the sunlight, very courteous.

"Hehe, Strategist, I dare not accept that title, furious Divine General." Lu Yi looked at Big Boss resentfully, but there was not much hatred in his eyes.

Only the rise and fall of heroes through the ages, the desolation of new generations replacing old ones.

"This time, you won."

Big Boss: "Ah?"

"I really didn't expect anyone could calculate to this extent." Lu Yi sighed: "Your depth, your methods, and your talent for playing with human hearts—I have seen them all."

Big Boss: "Ah??"

"You don't need to pretend; you and I are both strategists who plan from afar; I know you, just as you know me." Lu Yi raised his head, looking at the surroundings, feeling regret:

"Pity, I won't see Your Majesty's realm anymore."

Big Boss: "Ah???"

"Furious one, I, Lu Yi, have never submitted to anyone in my life, but this time, I submit; your talent is above mine." Lu Yi lowered his head, but revealed a mocking smile:

"But don't think there's anything to be proud of. Your Majesty could abandon me for you, and could abandon you for someone else."

"I'll return to the Abyss first to wait for you; when you come, tell me then—what's the difference between leaving now and leaving then!"

"Hahahaha!" Lu Yi slapped Big Boss's shoulder, laughing wildly as he walked toward his own tent: "Laughing to the sky as I leave the door, are we men who cling to life! Hahaha!!"

Big Boss: "????"

You Fei tilted her head: "Does he have some grudge with you?"

Big Boss: "I don't know."

You Fei: "Then why did he say all that nonsense to you?"

Big Boss: "I still don't know!"

You Fei: "......"

She looked at Big Boss with a face full of black lines, always feeling the creatures in this place were strange.

But one thing: that old thing just now wasn't wrong.

Big Boss's methods and depth are indeed ruthless.

At a glance, it's the rising Dong Xi! And Big Boss looked at Lu Yi's back view, raising his eyebrows.

Although I don't know what happened, this Lu Yi seems to think he's going to die.

Want to die?

Hehe, in front of Big Boss Li Cheng, even dead people have value.

He smiled cheerfully and turned around; a small tear drop secreted from the sole of his foot, quickly crawled to Lu Yi's feet, and burrowed into his body, turning invisible.

This is also a small function of the tear drop.

It can split off a part and attach to other targets.

Of course, this tear drop cannot lay eggs in a human body like the Broken Chest Worm, nor does it have eavesdropping or surveillance functions.

Its only function is to pick up corpses and eat them.

But unfortunately, Big Boss Li Cheng has a Dragon Language Magic—

【Dragon Language Magic: All Things Decree of Words (Legend):】

【At the cost of Spiritual Power, you can form a face on all things in the world; you can share this face's vision, and can also communicate with this face; duration depends on the Spiritual Power you expend.】

Relying on this magic, he could place a face upon the split tear drop.

Thus, this tear drop became an excellent information collector and scope.

Li Cheng could also, at any time, through the Crooked Mouth Evil Smile, guarantee his magic hit the target entangled by the tear drop.

It could be called a bug to the extreme.

At this moment, he could see what Lu Yi this old fogey actually wanted to do, and whether there was profit to be had.

While thinking this, he pulled away from You Fei's distance and walked into the tent.

You Fei followed behind him, acting as if they were not familiar.

This was naturally Li Cheng's arrangement.

"Oh, you're here, Nu Bao, how is it, did you choose something you like?"

Upon seeing Li Cheng, the Furious Father God revealed an apologetic smile.

He had now made up his mind to first control Li Cheng, not letting him interfere in the matters behind.

If he was not a traitor, best; if he was Dian Huo's traitor, then after killing Dian Huo, subduing his heart would not be too late.

Of course, the Furious Father God also knew that confiscating military power would definitely cause Li Cheng to have misgivings, so he had already prepared to give Li Cheng more rewards as compensation.

The only remaining problem now was who to assign to monitor Li Cheng.

The Demon Race within this Hengshui First Camp were all cultivated by Li Cheng himself, counted as his confidants, naturally could not be used.

The three Divine Generals on Lu Yi's side would definitely go to the battlefield, could not be used.

Exactly who should be sent?

"Your Majesty, regarding the matter of rewards, I have not yet chosen, because another matter has come up." Li Cheng answered respectfully.

"Oh? What matter?"

"It is Mr. Tal, he has died." Li Cheng said, waving his hand, gesturing for You Fei to step forward: "He gave his own life to save this Lady."

"What?" The Furious Father God was stunned, just about to doubt Li Cheng, but saw the Blood Rose with all limbs intact, already awake.

At this moment, the doubt in his heart disappeared quite a bit.

That's right, this Blood Rose had slept for many years, and he himself had sought famous doctors everywhere but was helpless.

Now waking up, she must have paid a huge price.

"He... how did he die?" The Furious Father God asked.

"Like this, like that." Li Cheng produced the prepared excuse.

The gist was that Tal, during treatment, was also eroded by the thing inside the Blood Rose's body, but because of a promise, he chose to fight to the death, saving the Blood Rose, but sacrificing himself.

After a long while, the Furious Father God sighed: "Originally so, Tal, did not expect that for the promise with this old man of mine, you would actually be willing to do to this extent."

"You can rest assured and go, your wife, I will raise her!"

After speaking, his gaze also moved onto the face of the Blood Rose (You Fei).

Hiss...

Wasn't this a ready-made candidate to monitor Nu Bao?

This Blood Rose and Nu Bao did not know each other originally.

Now, having woken up thanks to his own grace, counted as owing him a favor.

And her father Tifeng was still his subordinate.

He could not only use her to control Tifeng, but also use Tifeng as leverage to control her!

Thus, her loyalty could be completely guaranteed.

Thinking to this point, the Furious Father God stroked his beard and smiled confidently.

Using the Blood Rose to monitor Li Cheng, wouldn't that be...

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