Chapter 393: Son of Heaven

As for the academic underperformer, DingTalk was dead silent.

No matter what kind of student — academic underperformer or academic overachiever — even the history teacher was stunned, mouth slightly agape.

The history teacher stared fixedly at the academic underperformer on the screen, his gaze one of disbelief.

The hell? Is this really an academic underperformer?

As a history teacher, he was far more familiar with history than any student, knew far more. The moment the underperformer mentioned Divine Right of Kings, Son of Heaven, Human Sovereign, he had already vaguely guessed what the underperformer was trying to express.

Beyond that, he also thought of a historical phenomenon peculiar to ordinary people since ancient times in Hua Nation.

In the past, the emperors of Hua Nation styled themselves as equals to Heaven — peers of Heaven itself.

But in later generations, emperors became things like "sons of Heaven" and "Heaven-mandated rulers of the world."

If the matter of Xia, Shang, and Zhou involved Him...

Then what exactly did this so-called "Heaven" refer to?

Nowadays everyone knows gods and demons exist. Considering that the seven supreme beings of the future once styled themselves Heaven, could this "Heaven" of Xia, Shang, and Zhou actually be the gods!

Recalling the seven supreme beings of that day, the history teacher felt a chill run down his spine.

Ruthless, desireless, indifferent, viewing all living beings as ants...

They herded, enslaved, and controlled world after world, styling themselves Heaven. Living in such a future, all creatures could only despair — life and death not governed by Heaven's mandate.

If the future is like this, could the past also have had such a situation?

Was the mysterious dynasty of Xia such a case — dominated by "Heaven"?

And this "Heaven" referred to a god, and as for which god, it might just be Him!

If this were truly so, could it be that He once used the "past" as a chessboard, but later for some reason switched to the future, using the "future" as a board for his gambit?

The Xia dynasty was the remnant endgame left behind on that board.

Or perhaps... some other possibility — in any case, related to Him.

The more he thought, the more horrifying it became.

The history teacher shook his head, not daring to think further, and subconsciously glanced at the underperformer who had raised the view.

For a moment, he felt this wasn't the underperformer he knew.

In his eyes, an underperformer was an underperformer — a study-loser. He never expected an underperformer to have this side.

Could all academic underperformers be hidden alternative geniuses?

Tokyo, Japan — the Extraordinary Response Department.

Online and around the world people were discussing Him; the Extraordinary Response Department was no exception.

"He entered the Ancient Babylonian Mythic Heaven and Earth, which triggered the betrayal of the Ancient Babylonian Myth. He may well be the one who orchestrated the layout of the Ancient Babylonian Mythic Heaven and Earth."

Director Saito paused here, took a sip of coffee:

"What if our direction of thinking is wrong? What if He isn't the orchestrator of the Ancient Babylonian Myth, but rather... a knowing party."

Hmm?

Director Takahashi and the others stiffened.

"A knowing party? Director Saito, are you trying to say He isn't the one who planted the Ancient Babylonian Myth into the past?" Professor Beishan exclaimed.

Director Saito nodded and set down his coffee cup:

"All we've seen is Him entering the Ancient Babylonian Mythic Heaven and Earth, after which the Ancient Babylonian Myth betrayed. That only proves He was involved in the betrayal.

These circumstances in fact cannot demonstrate on the surface that He is the orchestrator.

Ladies and gentlemen, do you still remember — He used the 'future' as a chessboard, stirring up the future so that the future sought to annihilate the past.

A single person can play out a chess game, true, but a true chess confrontation requires two players."

Even without Director Saito continuing, everyone already knew his thinking.

It was not He who planted the Ancient Babylonian Myth into the past and made it one of the Four Great Myths — the orchestrator was the opposing player locked in the gambit with Him.

Who could it be?

Such a thought surfaced in everyone's minds.

From what is now understood, it's not hard to judge that in the gambit between Him and the other player, the past wasn't dragged in passively just because the future wanted to destroy the past — in fact, the past itself became a chessboard.

The two used past and future as chessboards for their gambit.

However...

Who was this other player locked in the gambit with Him?

And what were they playing for — sheer amusement? Overthinking — impossible.

The急促 clatter of hurried footsteps.

An intelligence officer burst into the meeting room and said hurriedly,

"Director Takahashi, those gods and demons from other worlds have entered the Ancient Babylonian Myth altar."

At these words—

Where did the crowd have any leisure to keep pondering Him? The most pressing matter was still the Ancient Babylonian Myth altar — something terrifying seemed to lurk within, and there might even be some inheritance or机缘.

Although the Ancient Babylonian Myth betrayed, in the end they only wanted to break out of the game.

Different standpoints yield different thoughts; one cannot say who is right or wrong — differing positions decide much.

Still, the Ancient Babylonian Myth ultimately still cared about the past. One cannot forget their contributions to the past just because of their betrayal — after all, they once garrisoned the Primordial Realm and defended it.

Therefore, under no circumstances could the Ancient Babylonian Myth's inheritance be allowed to fall to other worlds.

"What about our people? Have you selected the entrants yet?" Director Takahashi asked hurriedly.

"Not yet. It's very difficult to pick a suicide squad in a short time."

"A short time? You call this a short time? How long has it been — half an hour already. How do you people do things? Are you trying to stall and then let it slide?"

Director Takahashi frowned, dissatisfied with the efficiency of the operation.

For something this important, why is the handling so slow? Where did you learn this tactic of delay?

"Select the suicide squad as soon as possible. For now, send in the small aerial drones—至少 I need to know what's inside."

"Hey!"

Not long after, small aerial drones from various nations, taking advantage of Nidhogg and the others still being asleep, were delivered into the Ancient Babylonian Mythical Altar with the help of the Demon Lord and his allies.

"Lord Ashiya Ushi, shall we enter?"

Having helped the nations deliver the drones, the Demon Lord asked.

The gods, demons, immortals, and devils entered the Ancient Babylonian Mythical Altar, but Ashiya Ushi and the Demon Lord did not enter immediately.

"The Young Master ordered us to protect Earth. If we enter inside and other worlds launch another invasion, harming the people of the First World, we will have no answer to give the Young Master."

"Demon Lord, though you are from the Void Demon Realm, you were created by Sakata no Kintoki—you carry half the blood of the First World. You may enter the Ancient Babylonian Mythical Altar; you need not stay here with us to guard."

"Rest assured, we are enough to hold this place. Don't worry."

Ashiya Ushi spoke, gazing at the Ancient Babylonian Mythical Altar, where the gods, demons, immortals, and devils had already entered, their figures now invisible.

Seeing this, he sneered:

"Even if they enter and receive the inheritance, it won't be so easy to take something from the First World. Even if we agree, the Young Master and those beings of the First World will never consent."

The Demon Lord and his allies shuddered, silently mourning the gods, demons, immortals, and devils.

"Then we shall enter. If we can prevent them from gaining this opportunity, we will spare no effort."

Then the Demon Lord, the Void Lord, and the other great figures of the Void Demon Realm flew into the Ancient Babylonian Mythical Altar, protected by the Yin-Yang Master's divine talismans and other priceless treasures generously given by Ashiya Ushi and the others, granting them added security.

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