Chapter 686: Fu Lan Ke

After soothing Su Xi, Ao Deli only then began to recall her recent condition, but she could not at that moment figure out what had just happened; the only thing she could be sure of was that she had not been in danger.

It was probably just caught in the crossfire of some beings, and later she would need to find a suitable chance to pray to Mr. Fool, regardless of whether the recent change left any lingering negative effects; at the very least she needed to know what she had encountered.

On some island in the Suniya Sea, Fuersi stared blankly at the frantic notes he had just scribbled: "What on earth was I writing just now? Chaotic sentences, meaningless words, some of which weren't even words at all."

On the Future, Jia Deli Ya looked at the manuscript that had resurfaced, and her expression involuntarily grew solemn.

As a demigod on the "Peeker of Secrets" path, she could sense far more than ordinary extraordinary beings. The recent change was informational chaos, most likely caused by the Hidden Sage. What was He doing? Or fighting whom? Yin Disi, that God of Steam and Machinery? In Kukwa City of the Northern Province, Ai Mu Lin was frantically pouring the black, foul‑smelling residue from a crucible and cleaning it away.

"What on earth just happened? I almost turned a pain‑relieving remedy into a deadly poison!"

As he muttered to himself, shouts echoed around the room, making it clear that he was not the only one who had just experienced the incident.

The True Creator, now in human form, flickered in midair and then appeared directly before Leiketon.

He always wore a gentle smile, revealing no joy, anger, or true feeling, and spoke in an unusually calm tone: "Regrettably, He La Bo Gen acted too decisively; otherwise I could have torn at least one of Leonardo's Sequence‑One traits."

"I used the Sleep as a trap so that Leonardo or Ao Sai Ku Si might dare to test, allowing me to reclaim part of the authority; the outcome wasn't perfect, but my goal was achieved."

While speaking, He tossed the constantly leaping bolt of lightning in his hand into the shadows at his feet, herding it.

"With this fallen fragment ripped from Leonardo, the Storm's authority will eventually return to my hand, sooner or later."

Leiketon calmly stared at the True Creator before him until his figure merged with the surrounding shadows and vanished completely.

He let out a long sigh, then whispered to the spot where the True Creator had disappeared: "You never merged with Adam; you merely herded Him. The so‑called Sleep was a façade to conceal your condition, and more so, to treat your own mental issues."

"Indeed, before reclaiming the first profane stone tablet, our fusion was not easy; rather than trap ourselves, it's better to give up for now."

The True Creator's voice echoed around like a whisper, growing fainter until it vanished entirely.

Leiketon shook his head, his form turning into a torrent of surging information that flowed onto the Dawn docked at the pier.

Luo Sai Er was leisurely leaning against the glass window of the captain's cabin, watching the sky gradually darken with clouds; noticing Leiketon's arrival, he said with a somewhat wistful tone:

"No wonder you're the ancient deity who once ended the Old Gods' rule in the Second Era; such scheming is beyond what we youngsters can match."

"That Storm Brute was almost already food on His chopping board; I wonder if He will panic and act rashly."

"But the one we should worry about now is the Goddess of Night; according to your intel, She is currently in the crucial stage of monopolizing the Death God's uniqueness, lacking the power to intervene heavily in reality. I wonder if She can withstand the pressure from Mother Earth Goddess and War God."

"The Seven‑God Alliance that had tightly controlled the real world since the end of the Fourth Era has finally shattered, and it's highly likely that two—or even more—of them will fall."

Leiketon nodded and continued, "In Adam's words, this is the choice of the age."

"It's a good chance; Fu Sa Ke should intensify the war against Lu En. After destabilizing a certain number of Night's anchors, the War God will likely charge straight into the Deep Dark Heaven."

Thinking of the War God confidently storming into the Deep Dark Heaven made Leiketon's mouth curl slightly. That scene would certainly be entertaining, but unfortunately, I have no time to watch it.

Luo Sai Er nodded in agreement, then asked, "What do you plan to do during this period? Yin Disi's coalition suffered heavy losses from the Lord of Storms' sudden strike; Steam and Eternal Blazing Sun also dare not easily launch a Divine War, so it will be difficult to organize attacks of this scale for a while."

Leiketon shook his head and said:

"For Yin Disi, it's enough to stall. The Southern Continent's industrial chains are still immature; if the war drags on too long, this side will collapse on its own, especially with a swarm of cultists leaping about."

"The next priority is to use the lull in the war to develop steadily for a while; I'll try to purge the Rose Sect and the followers of the Primal Moon. With the True Creator around, the process will be much easier."

In the southern part of the Suniya Sea, near the Raging Sea, the Future was sailing toward an ancient forest, preparing to obtain necessary supplies on the Southern Continent.

In the captain's cabin of the upper deck, Jia Deli Ya stood by the open window, gazing toward the Raging Sea, a deep lilac flash in her eyes. "The weather over the Raging Sea has become even more violent and abnormal; lightning strikes constantly, and the raging wind seems to echo with remnants of corruption and the realm of the mind."

"Perhaps, when information turned chaotic and I lost sharp perception of my surroundings, a divine descent occurred, maybe even a Divine War."

While muttering to herself, she saw Fu Lan Ke happily drinking barrel beer with a crew on deck, his face exuberant, lively, and satisfied.

A flicker of doubt crossed Jia Deli Ya's mind; she worried that Fu Lan Ke might have invented another astonishing device. During the period of intercepting and harassing Yin Disi's fleet at sea, his mushrooms had played a crucial role, yet they also made her see more clearly the danger Fu Lan Ke posed.

As the captain of the Future, I must be responsible for the crew's safety, she thought, and she scattered brilliant starlight, constructing a glittering bridge from the window that led straight onto the deck.

Watching Fu Lan Ke gulp down another large mug of beer, she cleared her throat and asked, "Fu Lan Ke, why are you drinking with them? Didn't you say alcohol affects your active brain?"

Fu Lan Ke turned his head at the sound, swallowed the beer, wiped his lips, and excitedly said, "Captain, my experiment finally succeeded; based on the Southern Continent's environment, I've invented the plants best suited for their seed‑carrying."

"According to A Er, I am now the Father of Food for the Southern Continent, a messenger of harvest and joy!"

Jia Deli Ya hesitantly nodded, retaining some doubt about Fu Lan Ke's claim, and then followed up with another question:

"What have you invented?"

Fu Lan Ke let out a chuckle, excitedly presenting to his captain the various strange plants he had developed:

"According to A Er's needs, I hybridized a sunflower that can harvest sunlight and convert it into usable energy. This energy spans the solar and life realms; it can be used in daily life or to catalyze other plants' growth. They also love to dance to a beat, adjusting a dull atmosphere anytime, anywhere."

"There's also a special potato that's inedible but makes a fine weapon; buried underground it's hard to detect, and when someone passes by it detonates, its blast far exceeding that of an equal amount of low‑grade gunpowder."

"There are also carnivorous flowers that devour corpses and monster flesh, converting them into special fertilizer; they're perfect for cleaning battlefields and dealing with buried living corpses and monsters."

"Of course, there are pea pods that can fire bullets; in the unsafe Southern Continent they can provide nutritious food for their owners and also use pea‑bullet fire to repel intruding thugs and thieves."

"Beyond those, there are many varieties of mushrooms with different flavors, easy to grow and reproduce, supplying all essential human nutrients, greatly solving the Southern Continent's food problem."

"In addition, the mushroom that A Er previously asked me to study—one that can grow in darkness and replace everyday food—has also succeeded."

After hearing Fu Lan Ke's description, Jia Deli Ya didn't know what attitude to take.

Fortunately, his inventions are at least benign and won't be used on the Future; over on the Southern Continent there are multiple angels and even true gods, so Fu Lan Ke's creations shouldn't cause severe repercussions.

As the thought drifted, she asked again, "You, how did you develop so many things within a few months?"

Fu Lan Ke scratched his head sheepishly and said:

"If it weren't for the war's delay, it could have been even faster."

"Whenever I hit a snag, I simply ask A Er for help and receive the needed knowledge, saving me a great deal of trial‑and‑error time."

Jia Deli Ya expressionlessly nodded. At least now Fu Lan Ke's inventions are meaningful, concretely solving some of the Southern Continent's problems.

While pondering, Jia Deli Ya thought of a question and looked at Fu Lan Ke again, asking:

"How's your Druidic potion mastery coming along?"

Fu Lan Ke chuckled, indifferent, "I've mastered it well; it's no problem for me."

(End of Chapter)