Chapter 402: The Return of Lu Mingfei from the Myriad Worlds

"'Li Huowang's Return from the Reincarnation Space' is currently being serialized—actually, I think Lu Mingfei fits better." Kleine wrote and scribbled on a parchment with a feather pen, "Then again, I'm not a writer."

He dismissed the projection of 0-08, pulled Lu Mingfei—who had been stolen from his identity and sent to the pyre as the Fool—from the ashes; Lu Mingfei, whose intelligence dropped to negative in love, was indeed "the Fool," and that made perfect sense.

"What are you researching?" Kleine asked curiously.

Su Lin set down the pair of Death-Eye orbs he had brought back from the Reincarnation Space and said:

"Their composition and law structure are completely different from mine; the effect is nearly identical on the surface—by all logic, they're counterfeit items made according to textual descriptions."

"But the magical knowledge and theoretical foundations exchanged are correct, so I'm curious about the Type-Moon instance in the Reincarnation Space—there's no record of any Reincarnator events in the Root's archives."

"Do you want these eyeballs? Trade them for the Fool's Eye."

"I have no interest in plucking out eyes, thank you." Kleine glanced at the two orbs and said, "You'd be better off thinking about how to clean up this mess right now, Great God."

Su Lin: "I know nothing. Don't ask me."

The planet had long vanished; shattered continental plates drifted through the boundless starry void, most of the seals around them—except the core—destroyed beyond repair, likely the work of some future Hun Tian Di who got drunk and used the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

Some chat group members floated in the starry void, their faces coated in a layer of frost.

Song Shuhang drifted beneath the sunset, probably mourning his lost youth.

"So inhumane." Su Lin covered his mouth, weeping silently: "This is already Ncer-level causality."

Kleine grabbed Su Lin's collar and yanked him in another direction: "Use your Omniscience to recall what happened!"

A quadrillion sentient beings were sealed across different dimensions, all staring blankly at this scene.

"Should I use Omnipotence to silence them? I understand." Su Lin nodded.

"We've just awakened and know nothing about the secrets!" The God of Time and Space wiped sweat from his brow: "We saw this horrific scene and assumed some great calamity had struck—only to find Chen Nan passed out drunk."

"Haha, just a joke, don't take it seriously—I know you've just awakened, uh… what happened…"

At first, no one paid attention to this gathering—it was merely a barbecue, a pool party, an offline meetup among netizens, an inquisition—until this disaster became intimately tied to everyone.

When did it start?

Perhaps it began when Tony Stark, half-awake, asked: "Hey guys, who's the strongest here?"

Or perhaps it was because Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan accidentally burned Yi Leina's hair off while performing fire-breathing, encouraged by some enthusiastic onlookers.

Or maybe it started when Pizi Long stiffened into a rod and was mistaken for a sword by Weigong Shilang, who then began practicing sword arts with him.

Other possibilities exist—like Lu Mingfei leering and asking Song Shuhang what he saw in his dreams, then sidling up to the shady woman learning hair-growth techniques to hawk his good buddy Su Lin, inquiring about progress, saying, "Even if you're not into men, you must be interested in pure, radiant God."

The first casualties seemed to have begun right there.

Su Lin's expression grew increasingly grim as he forced a smile, recalling what followed: "Just routine sparring."

What else happened after that?

Su Lin stared at Pizi Long, now sprinkled with cumin, brushed with barbecue sauce, and rotating over open flame—no… not that, that's not important.

He then turned to Li Huowang, who was waking others one by one; at that moment, a scholar-dressed man suddenly appeared, attempting to drag Li Huowang away from the chaos, accompanied by a Mahjong-headed figure who asked a question:

"Two Hun Tian Dis swept the six directions and conquered the eight wastes—but is Ye inferior to Huang, or Huang inferior to Ye?"

Ah yes, Ye Fan and Shi Hao started fighting… damn it, how could Ye Fan even fight Shi Hao?!

Forget it, I won't think about it.

"." Su Lin walked over to Li Huowang and said: "Call out the Red Center."

"Oh." Li Huowang used his cultivation ability to give the Red Center a physical body.

Su Lin: "Give him a slap."

Li Huowang: "Alright."

Li Huowang swung his hand backward, slapping the Red Center into the center of the floating continental plate, leaving a bottomless crater; then Su Lin hurled a Genesis at that continental plate.

"Do you remember how they came out?" Kleine pulled a glowing orb from history and reminded him:

"Someone granted themselves permission and crushed everyone, shouting, 'I am Heaven!' Chen Nan declared he would rebel against Heaven—so someone laughed wildly and said he'd mercifully fulfill the wish."

"Of course, you only did half of it—you several colluded, shoulder-to-shoulder, like rats in a nest, sending the innocent Mr. Fool to the pyre, and Mr. Xiao was bound and thrown into the firewood pile."

"Since you had no fire source, you fished out Liu Li Ge, who had hidden underground with the Earth-Diversion Technique, to light the pyre—you pulled out a sheet of black paper to serve as accelerant."

"Finally, the few among you closest to the pyre vanished from this world."

Su Lin pulled out the Infinite Ammo Desert Eagle he had exchanged from the Reincarnation Space and shattered the historical orb—almost forgot this guy's nickname was the Time-King.

"Why did you still have the strength to act?" Su Lin asked.

"I'm a mythic being—drinking so much Zui Xian Niang doesn't benefit me much." Kleine pulled his usual top hat onto his head and said calmly:

"I followed the gentlemanly principle of prioritizing the elderly, children, and ladies, and the virtue of sacrificing for friends—I only took a sip."

"It seems my kindness wasn't reciprocated by my groupmates—do you have some complaints about me?"

Whenever he raised his cup, his spiritual sense warned him; though Kleine long knew this banquet would go wrong, he didn't ruin others' merriment—only withdrew his projection after a light drunkenness, hiding his true body within history.

Never did he expect these bastards, once drunk, would completely abandon humanity.

"Good people get good rewards—you're still alive, aren't you?" Su Lin laughed it off, changing the subject: "Good thing we sent away Xiao Zhende, Emperor Yufeng, Congniang, and other kids first—their families are safe too, what a relief, what a relief."

Kleine nodded in agreement: "After all, you sent Emperor Yufeng away under the excuse that he hadn't turned eighteen, just to save the alcohol cost of a Saint-King."

"Tsk, what a pity." Su Lin glanced at Kleine, then turned to clean up the mess.

"Tsk, what a pity." Su Lin glanced at Kleine, then turned to clean up the mess.

Shuijing Peak, Wangshu Pavilion.

"There's a place like this?" Zhongli picked up the wristwatch provided by Su Lin and others, examining it: "Truly, the universe holds wonders—but this method of screening Reincarnators is a catastrophe for other worlds."

"Charred…" Lu Mingfei washed his face with a towel in a basin, yet still couldn't remove his skin, blackened as if he'd just returned from a seven-day African trip—everything except his teeth and eyes was black:

"Damn it, what did you add to the fire?! Give me a wristwatch—I need to enter and have the Master God repair me."

Su Lin looked at Ye Fan and said: "Although the public area requires completion of the first team mission before entry, I still feel we should try—what do you think?"

"Try? Hss—" Ye Fan reclined in his chair, leg propped up, cooling his aching face with Xuan Bing, and replied:

"Attempt? Hss—" Ye Fan lay back in his chair, leg propped up, applying Xuan Ice to the aching spot on his face as he shot back a question:

Do you even need to think about this? It's practically meat handed to you on a platter—if you'd brought it up sooner, we'd already be looking down on those holy sects and noble families.

The high-concentration immortal energy in the Drunken Immortal Brew has been fully digested; after multiple accumulations, he now dares to match flesh-strength with experts of the Immortal Platform realm.

But who was the one slapping him in the face earlier?

"Seven thousand Reincarnation points and a B-class Reincarnation medal—we each exchanged for one." Su Lin placed the Reincarnation wristbands on the table and said:

"There's certainly risk, but the advantage is we can bulk-equip and escape anytime using Cross-World talismans."

"The only question is: after completing the first mission, do we head to the public zone to make a quick profit and leave, or do we treat the very existence of this Reincarnation space as an opportunity?"

The first team mission should be offered to invitees—they can try it out and then decide whether to stay or go. Whether it's due to special permissions on the invitation or hidden traps, this humane choice system, in Su Lin's view, was actually quite decent.

"Count me in then." Kleine spoke first, picking up a wristband with a smile:

"I want to see if there's any method in that space's exchange list to suppress Yuanshi Tianzun's will. Of course, before that, I may return to settle things with Amon."

"That means you're about to be dethroned as the second most powerful on the leaderboard—hmm… as for pillars, maybe you'll become number one." Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan carefully peeled off a piece of black skin, his expression slightly disgusted as he left it aside.

"I bet my name isn't even on your leaderboard." Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan picked up a wristband, inspecting it: "Does this count as my golden finger finally arriving? Times have changed."

"Let's wait thirty days." Ye Fan took out some scriptures and secret techniques from his Sea of Qi and handed them to Shi Hao: "These are post-era methods, pioneered and continuously evolved by you—take a look."

Shi Hao's eyes lit up; he didn't hesitate and immediately accepted them.

At this point, he had already established a new cultivation system; though largely complete, these could help him optimize it further.

"I'm in a hurry—I'll finish this in the group. I've been gone too long; if I don't get back, that damn dog might panic." Ye Fan rose to leave:

"Then I'll go first, to fight among my peers and prove my Dao."

"But personally, I think this is a great opportunity."

After speaking, Zhong Li nodded to the group, rose, and walked toward the teleportation gate Ye Fan had opened, still carrying the packed food meant for Divine King Jiang Taixu, Black Emperor Duan De, and others.

Emperor Yufeng had already taken Congniang ahead.

Xing asked curiously: "Isn't fighting a Four Extremes expert with a Dragon Transformation realm power just bullying the weak?"

"Shh!" Hiyori tugged at Xing's sleeve: "Don't say it out loud—it's embarrassing!"

"First suppress your realm. Wait until those people mock or challenge you—then unleash Four Extremes power." Yi Leina tapped her chin with her index finger and said:

"If any elders jump out, crush them and shock everyone—I've read plenty of novels, something like this, right?"

Ye Fan, walking ahead, nearly stumbled—he didn't turn back, but his pace quickened noticeably.

These three…

"Why does the Dragon Elder smell like barbecue?" The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon hadn't been paying attention—he felt he was about to bite himself:

"Can that Reincarnation space provide bathing services? Also, Chen Nan just woke up—he asked me to ask you: what happened to the Divine Tomb inside him? Why can't he revert it?"

"." Trouble arrived—drunkenness brought self-imposed job pressure.

Su Lin rose and left Shuijing Peak, arriving beside Chen Nan; his sudden appearance startled Chen Nan and those nearby, but once they recognized him, they lowered their guard.

"Senior." Chen Nan bowed: "Do you have any leads?"

Can I say I crushed all the protagonists and wanted a bloodbath, so I gave you a continuous buff via the Third Method?

"You've stayed in This World a long time—you must have heard of soul materialization." Su Lin, hands behind his back, slowly scanned the group and said:

"I also know some of you were previously unruly, secretly gathering knowledge and attempting to seize the Holy Grail."

Though the souls within the Divine Tomb are willing to sacrifice themselves to rebel against Heaven, this group isn't virtuous—in their own eras, some were even evil gods who committed unspeakable atrocities.

"Fortunately, you didn't act—otherwise, the Divine Tomb might've lost a few members."

Some onlookers instantly withdrew their gazes—not because they gave up, but because they realized everything they'd done was known to him.

The God of Time and Space stepped forward: "Mr. Su can rest assured—I've watched them all. Who among them entertains improper thoughts? I know better than anyone."

"I know." Su Lin patted Chen Nan's shoulder and said:

"So I've granted you incomplete soul materialization as payment for your previous services."

"Your souls differ from the living of This World; my transformation isn't complete—it doesn't even qualify as a Semi-Finished Product. At best, it lets you walk the mortal realm as a physical soul without draining your origin."

"If you dislike it, I can take it back."

At once, the God of Time and Space hastily denied: "We love it! Don't take it back!"

They already had some understanding of their current state, but didn't know what caused it—so they'd sent the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon to inquire. They never expected it was Mr. Su's doing.

"I'll refine the Divine Tomb inside Chen Nan again." Su Lin spoke softly: "Don't resist."

Actually, if they'd said they disliked it, Su Lin would've been happier—it would've saved him a lot of effort…

Well then, now Chen Nan can occasionally summon tens of thousands of Grandpas to fight.

The indestructible divine consciousness slumbering within the Divine Tomb was meant to one day burn itself to challenge Heaven. Though they won't return to their peak, at least they can now slowly recuperate within Chen Nan's body, no longer forced into perpetual slumber.

In other words—a massive mobile Spirit Hall.

After completing this, under Chen Nan and their thanks, Su Lin gave a slight nod and returned to Wangshu Pavilion on Shuijing Peak.

But upon returning, he found Lu Mingfei wearing a Reincarnation wristband, his expression horrified; everyone looked at Lu Mingfei with an eerily strange gaze.

"I swear! I didn't know anything!" Lu Mingfei groaned: "I only confirmed a slot!"

The virtual screen projected by the wristband read: "Vital signs confirmed. Welcome back, ricardo·m·lu."

【The penalty from your last failed mission will be merged into your current team upon the next mission's start. Please return to the Reincarnation space to confirm.】

Almost forgot…

This loser is a "Return from Ten Thousand Worlds" type.

(End of Chapter)