Chapter 191: A Gluttonous Feast, the Phoenix Chick Teaches Online!

Wang, this...

Meng Die suppressed the shock in her heart, about to speak, when a thought detonated directly in her mind.

Wang actually passed down the astonishing Karma Overview of those seven altars, intact, to her!

Meng Die's body stiffened suddenly.

Seek one thing that can establish certainty amidst impermanence!

Seek a wisp of truly selfless incense!

Hiss—

Meng Die felt her scalp tingle, her mouth slightly agape, unable to close it for a moment.

What the hell is this?!

These demands are no longer mere nitpicking...

This is practically making things difficult for a beautiful girl!

Exhale!

She drew a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She then turned around, quietly recounting those pervert-level test requirements to the few behind her.

As expected.

After listening, the two girls' faces showed expressions, each more spectacular than the last.

Jing Zhe's soaring fighting spirit instantly waned, leaving a blank stare.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Let her fight, she wouldn't even blink.

But this... is countless times harder than fighting Wang ten thousand times!

How do we answer this?

Answer with our heads?

However, Jing Zhe and Ling Xi, though shocked, tacitly refrained from asking further.

Since Wang had them come, he also told them these...

Then they just need to listen.

Don't understand?

Not understanding is correct!

Follow Wang, and it's settled!

Wang, omnipotent!

At that moment, Su Ming finally jumped down from that old prop box.

His gaze swept past the three women and landed on Pang Tong at the rear.

Just a glance, Pang Tong understood.

He gave Su Ming a faint smile, barely nodding.

Lord, this is testing him!

And testing everyone!

He saw it.

Such immense wealth is precisely the opportunity granted by the Lord.

Whether one can seize it depends on their own ability!

Here are seven altars.

Each, once offered, will be scrapped on the spot and vanish!

Su Ming had his hands in his pockets, his tone flat.

So...

Meng Die, you pick three.

Jing Zhe, Ling Xi, you each get two.

Ah?!

As soon as these words were spoken, the three women lifted their heads in unison, faces full of disbelief.

Wang...

To give all these heaven-defying opportunities to them?!

Even thinking with your toes, you know how terrifying the returns of such one-time altars are!

Once the offering is precise...

Tsk tsk tsk!

But Wang just casually tossed them out, handing them off with a wave of the hand?

How?

Su Ming raised his eyebrows.

Unwilling?

No! Subordinate obeys!

Meng Die was the first to react, without hesitation, immediately dropping to one knee, voice resolute.

She knew, Wang's intention was already set.

Any excuse is questioning and disrespect toward the king!

Jing Zhe and Ling Xi exchanged a glance, also imitating Meng Die's manner, and quickly knelt down.

Yes, sir!

Alright, cut it out.

Su Ming waved his hand impatiently.

How can you choose while kneeling? Get up and pick for yourself!

If you didn't understand the request, you can ask me again!

Don't waste it!

Yes!

The three women rose, each with a different expression.

Meng Die's gaze grew solemn as she began to carefully examine each altar's requirements, weighing the pros and cons.

She couldn't afford to miss any chance to grow stronger!

She didn't want to be left far behind by the king!

Ling Xi, however, felt somewhat uneasy.

After a moment's consideration, she closed her eyes.

Under Su Ming's Eye of Truth's gaze, the red-black aura unique to the Qualified Sequence surged again around her!

She also didn't want to betray the king's trust!

So…

She wants to listen!

Listen to which altar's sound matches her best!

Su Ming watched with interest, then shifted his gaze to Jing Zhe.

This guy…

He again assumed that antiquated starting stance, his qi and blood surging!

Are you trying to sense with battle instinct?

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and pointed straight at the altar made of broken armor.

King, I choose it!

This altar has the strongest killing aura, and it suits her temperament perfectly!

Jing Zhe, this altar's request is for a defeated general's final glory at the end of the road.

Meng Die spoke up from the side to remind.

Oh.

Jing Zhe nodded, half-understanding, and the doubt in her eyes made her earlier unstoppable momentum collapse instantly.

What… what should we do?

Su Ming watched the few people caught in their dilemma and shook his head.

He walked toward Feng Chu Pang Tong, who was always smiling silently.

Sir.

My lord, what are your orders?

Pang Tong clasped his fists and responded with a hearty laugh.

These girls aren't very bright.

Su Ming pointed to those girls on stage scratching their ears and cheeks, half-joking.

They don't seem to have enough brains.

Sir, you are a talent capable of governing the world; why not also give them some counsel?

How about an online teaching session?

My lord, this is… you're testing me, aren't you?

Pang Tong clapped his palms and laughed loudly, a gleam of brilliance flashing in his eyes.

He naturally understood Su Ming's meaning.

This is both a test and a trust!

Furthermore, this newly recognized lord, in showing this strategist from a thousand years ago, displays the new era's Rule and Measure and play!

Good!

Since my lord thinks highly of me, Pang Mou will then make a fool of himself!

Pang Tong's laughter faded, and he slowly walked onto the stage.

He didn't rush to look at those altars, but first bowed deeply to Su Ming.

May I ask, my lord, how were those three previous sacrifices solved?

Su Ming was stunned upon hearing that, then immediately laughed.

No wonder, as Feng Chu, his mind works quickly.

At a glance, it was clear he had previously pulled some shady moves.

Moreover, he doesn't stand on ceremony; with a ready-made example, of course he'd first copy the homework!

After a moment's thought, Su Ming did not conceal anything.

He briefly explained the process of creating his own Audience Group and conducting left-right mutual combat-style debate.

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

Meng Die, Jing Zhe, and Ling Xi were completely dumbstruck by what they heard.

Their worldview was blasted to pieces by Wang's operation, which could be called a divine stroke.

I damn...

One can still play like this?!

Wang...

How terrifying!

The Smile Mask on Pang Tong's face also froze.

He stared fixedly at Su Ming.

After a full ten or so seconds, he suddenly came alive, unable to restrain himself from clapping and laughing loudly.

「Marvelous! 」

「Using the false to enact the real, using the fake to prove the true! 」

「My lord, this plan is no longer mere mortal strategy, but… the Dao! 」

「In modern terms… it is truly a Dimensional Reduction Strike! 」

He suddenly understood!

What these altars demand is fundamentally not some standard answer.

But rather the 【meaning】 displayed by the very process of 【solving the problem】!

It is that skill which could make even these 【actors】 astonished, a 【supreme skill】!

「My lord! 」

Pang Tong bowed again to Su Ming.

This time, his expression was solemn, his eyes filled only with boundless reverence…

and a fervor that could not be concealed!

「Subject, I already have a way to break the situation! 」