Chapter 1755: with translation of chapter title

NO. 369: I fantasized again, imagining that the other side hides a chain of interlocking links.

NO. 369 I fantasized again, imagining that the other side hides a chain of interlocking links.

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【1】 NO. 369: I fantasized again, imagining that the other side hides a chain of interlocking links.

【2】 NO. 369 I fantasized again, imagining that the other side hides a chain of interlocking links.

I fantasized again, imagining that the other side hides a chain of interlocking links.

The digital world, expanded like a super-Earth comparable to some Eastern Flame webnovels after the revival of spiritual energy, is vast.

In the vast digital world, comparable to some Eastern Yan web novels after the spiritual energy revival, which has expanded like a super-Earth.

As long as you can gather a few badass ultimate forms and then form an organization that is a bit active, you can quickly become famous.

Of course, what matters most is after becoming famous.

Perhaps it can stay stable, but it's more likely to quietly fade away, or else fail to seize any active opportunities and end up at the bottom.

The positions of such well-known veteran forces as the 'Three Great Angels', 'Olympus Twelve Gods', 'Royal Knights', and 'Ten Fighters' are unshakable, but the niche for new organizations has always been like the hot topics on today's internet—one batch after another, with few truly able to stay stable.

And among those stable organizations, 'Heaven's Extreme' is one of them.

But it is not famous merely for its active deeds of eliminating evil and upholding justice; rather, it is known as a new second team that, like the Royal Knights, can also listen to the voice of the World Tree, overlapping in positioning.

Even the leader of 'Heaven's Extreme', the True Monarch Beast, can directly convey orders from the World Tree to the Royal Knights.

This somewhat carries the implication of an airborne leadership; let alone others in the digital circle, even within the Royal Knights themselves there have been quite a few complaints, with several instances where the combat-obsessed in the net-investigation and net-police circles sparked long discussions of friction events.

That commotion was such that even Aomo could get one or two pushes from big data, and then learn of the digital beast organization formed by the accumulation of data from the Asian civilization circle.

True Monarch Beast, Vaisravana Beast, Soaring Peng Beast… If put this way it's a bit vague; we might as well speak plainly of their prototypes: Erlang True Monarch, Pagoda-bearing Heavenly King, Kun-peng and the like.

To be frank, Aomo doesn't really feel anything about this. After all, the Royal Knights themselves are a loose organization like thugs, just like the Ten Fighters, not like the Olympus Twelve Gods or the Three Great Angels, which have semi-political and semi-military functions.

Even internal disagreements within the Royal Knights have always been numerous.

The troublemakers centered on the Duke Beast/Crimson Lotus Knight Beast often want to lead a overthrow and launch a logging campaign; when this commotion occurs, Alpha Beast stays completely silent, Omega Beast occasionally acts as a mediator, but more often directly sides with the Golden Armor Dragon Beast alongside the Duke Beast, causing internal disagreements to become extremely imbalanced in combat power, and the World Tree has several times nearly been truly destroyed.

Therefore, Little Aomo can fully understand that the World Tree would absorb new subordinate organizations and grant them certain administrative rights.

As the earliest sole god of the digital world, the World Tree, although it launched the Ark Project, that is often standard procedure for a sole god—a great cleansing, you know, which Brother Ye did most famously.

But aside from that, the World Tree appears too laid-back, rarely displaying the paternal charm of a sole god; its words couldn't even fill a book of quotes.

The only thing that befits its identity is that each time it acts, it must make a big move, prompting some subordinates to eagerly seek to overthrow.

To be frank, it has a bit of self-invited trouble.

You've let them roam free, so isn't it inevitable that there are times when things don't go smoothly? If only you could bring the Three Great Angels under your command, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

Always leaving the children unattended and uneducated, then turning around to point fingers and say they've gone astray— isn't that just asking for it?

Now adding Heaven's Extreme is not too late.

After all, the new god named Constancy is also a laid-back type, long-term ignoring everything, only selecting the role of a prophet when a crisis arises.

Just because the principle is this principle, whether we can get along well is another matter.

True Monarch Beast, in the information known to Aomo, is a clean and righteous digital beast that acts with the goal of eliminating all evil thoughts of digital beasts, visibly able to clash with individual Royal Knights.

And if such beings are overly sensitive, they are actually rather difficult to approach.

Whether digital beasts or humans, they are highly dynamic lives, with thoughts in the heart constantly changing from moment to moment.

Some digital beasts have their digital cores engraved with evil, occasionally giving rise to good thoughts; conversely, those engraved with goodness occasionally produce evil thoughts, which is normal, and humans are even more complex, but for the latter, most of the time evil thoughts remain just evil thoughts.

They won't act on them, being self-constrained; they flash and pass, but then adding True Monarch Beast as a variable will cause trouble.

Even if I control puppets remotely with techniques, the other party should ideally not be able to discern my essence, yet Little Aomo doesn't really want to meet something that, rounding off, can read minds.

The small problem that once arose with Miss Teresia was enough; if it were replaced by a martial artist coming up, who knows—maybe a three-pointed two-edged blade would strike first, then retreat an inch, then execute a technique, then the Pure Source Wonderful Dao, manifesting sage's spiritual potency… It seems off-frequency, but it's not really a problem.

However, meeting him is not entirely a risk for Little Aomo; at least before Amy mentioned him, the little demon still felt that the information on Barbaric Beast. X was somewhat tricky, somewhat unclear as to what the Fallen-type Holy Beast was aiming for.

If one were to say that this is really the other side's permission moving, suddenly 'arrogance' maxed out, not having a slow heart—how to be king? Then they start dispensing information to themselves to find some displeasure… Little Aomo cannot say this possibility doesn't exist, but it's also low enough that it's not worth expecting.

But now Amy has mentioned him.

The worries haven't dissipated, but they have found a new outlet.

"The contradictions among the Seven Great Demon Kings—should we say it's a power turnover or a forceful annexation?"

That's how it is.

Gazing at the other's massive gauntleted finger supporting their proportionally small chin in thought, Little Aomo, although he had once fantasized that the other would understand things so clearly as to need no extra explanation from him, when events actually unfolded this smoothly, he instead felt somewhat moved.

And besides that feeling, he also had some worry about whether misfortune would come later.

It's not some intuition, but simply a review and summary of Aomo Lindun's twenty years of memory.

In this regard, Aomo can also be considered a believer in the law of conservation of luck, believing that in the corners where his calculations are incomplete, pleasant surprises often bring along some troublesome accidents.

However, after having Jesst Beast sit in on his sharing of information about True Monarch Beast, that possible troublesome accident is unlikely to be from the digital world side.

"I'm not entirely sure either; rather, I feel the other side might just want Barbaric Beast X to leak information, but I can't figure out what they want to do—whether they want us to stop it or want us to hesitate here."

The most important thing is this! After saying this, Little Aomo feels a genuine sense of being a bit more relaxed.

It should have been handed over to professionals long ago.

Thinking that my past self often did this in memory, yet I, due to unfamiliarity with handling affairs, unconsciously proceed slowly, I even feel somewhat grateful to Amy for bringing up True Monarch Beast to me.

However, this gratitude should be set aside for later; after transferring this pressure and knowing roughly the extent to which network fluctuations will persist, he should turn his attention to the brown-haired man sitting by the small alley trash can, knocked unconscious by True Monarch Beast.

"True Monarch Beast, have you investigated him?"

Little Aomo feels that, given how smoothly things are going, any accident should occur here, after all he has handed over—or rather pushed—the troubles of the digital world onto these people, and in the short term there should be no problems.

"Of course, what aspect do you want to know about?"

The third eye on the forehead, which almost passively detects weaknesses and evil thoughts of True Monarch Beast, didn't stare any less at Aomo's puppet upon first sight; now hearing the inquiry, it helpfully responds.

"Beast Cult, can your evil‑thought perception cover memory as well?"

If not, we could just toss it to Shihuai Ya and the others to handle; he currently has ample and professional manpower for interrogation.

"Partly, but indeed there is the organization you mentioned with that pronunciation; it seems to be where he has been staying."

"Huh? Please elaborate."

What is this supposed to be? No twists or traps?

Or are we talking about a trap within a trap?

Again, he glanced over his own life memories from the past year; Little Aomo was somewhat uncertain, take another look.

(End of chapter)