Chapter 227: Alliance Between Zhongzhou and the Demon Team (Request Monthly Tickets

Wu Xian said this, and before the Zhongzhou team could react, he meticulously recounted the battle he had just experienced.

Of course, he embellished it considerably—mainly by inflating the enemy's prestige, claiming he had exhausted every technique just to barely repel them, instantly placing considerable pressure on everyone.

Except Chu Xuan and Zhan Lan.

The former had no concept of pressure, while the latter had used a map hack and watched the entire battle, fully understanding what Wu Xian meant by "barely repelling" them, silently scoffing inside.

But she didn't expose him; clearly, she understood her man's intent, found it amusing, and privately messaged Zhao Ying, revealing the truth to the assassin girl so she wouldn't worry excessively.

On the other side, when Wu Xian mentioned the names White Beard and Aizen among the enemies, Zheng Zha, Li Xiaoyi, and Cheng Xiao all couldn't help but look stunned, as if they had never imagined these iconic anime characters would appear in the Lunhui world.

There was no help for it—this era was precisely when the three great shonen manga were most popular, especially among the young; even those who hadn't watched the three series had at least heard the names of their characters.

By the way, Uchiha Madara had not yet appeared in the manga, so most of the Zhongzhou team didn't know of his existence, merely speculating he had some connection to the second male lead, Uchiha Sasuke.

After all, the Lunhui worlds teleported by the Main God were mostly based on horror movie plots; aside from Chu Xuan, no one in the Zhongzhou team would waste time watching anime.

"Captain, are you sure they're real anime characters and not just Lunhuizhe from the East Sea team who bought abilities to impersonate them?"

Zheng Zha still couldn't believe it and asked.

"Of course, I can tell the difference on this point."

Wu Xian didn't mention the chat group's intelligence, instead saying: "But this isn't strange either— Lunhui teams can indeed recruit NPC members from horror worlds, it's just troublesome.

For example, Imhotep in this world—if you're interested, after completing the mission and returning to the Main God space, you can exchange for a Lunhui wristwatch and an enlistment contract to invite him as an unofficial member of the Zhongzhou team."

"Invite Imhotep?"

Zheng Zha blinked, then recalled the mummy's image from the movie, and chuckled awkwardly: "Don't joke, Captain—Imhotep's the villain. How could we possibly recruit someone like him?"

"That's nonsense—we're here to help him resurrect Anck-Su-Namun. Does that make us the villains?"

"Ah… this…"

Zheng Zha was speechless, feeling Wu Xian was twisting logic, yet couldn't refute him—deeply frustrated.

"Set aside recruiting Lunhui members for now; the urgent matter is the upcoming team battle."

At this moment, Chu Xuan—who had barely spoken since their arrival in the The Mummy 1 world—suddenly said: "According to Wu Xian's account, if those anime characters are the originals, then based on the anime's lore, each possesses at least a Level 4 Beginner combat strength.

Worse still, Wu Xian can no longer easily join combat, meaning just these three already pose a threat to the Zhongzhou team, let alone the possibility that the East Sea team has other similar entities… Everyone, prepare yourselves—this team battle may be extremely difficult."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned grim, even tense.

"It's not just that."

Wu Xian added more fuel: "Among those who fought me, there was also a member of the Demon Team—his name is Zhao Zhui… Yes, like Yingkong, he's from the Assassin Clan, formidable in strength, also at Level 4."

Hearing this, everyone paused slightly, instinctively glancing at Zhao Ying, who showed no change in expression—calm, unruffled, as if she barely knew this "Zhao Zhui."

The reason was that Zhan Lan had shown her footage of Wu Xian's earlier battle; she had long known of Zhao Zhui's existence, so she showed no surprise.

Moreover, times had changed—Zhao Ying's alternate personality now knew part of the truth, realizing her past hatred toward Zhao Zhui was built on false lies; naturally, she wouldn't explode at the slightest provocation like in the original story.

Of course, if she ever met Zhao Zhui face-to-face, Zhao Ying would still use every means to kill him—not out of personal grudge, but merely to repay the years of deception and manipulation, nothing more.

"Another Level 4… The Main God space has become this cutthroat? It feels like if you don't have Level 4 strength, you're too embarrassed to call yourself a Lunhuizhe."

Zheng Zha chuckled bitterly; he had thought his year of training with Fan Haixin had given him the confidence to replace Wu Xian and lead them through this team battle, but now he saw how naive he'd been.

"There's no help for it—it's the Main God space. If you don't strive to advance, someone else will overtake you."

Wu Xian also sighed helplessly, then said: "Based on my estimation, the East Sea team has at least six Level 4 combatants. With the Zhongzhou team's current strength and me unable to fight, victory is nearly impossible—so our only option now is to seek outside help."

"Outside help? Captain, are you talking about Imhotep?"

Zheng Zha suddenly had a flash of insight—rarely did he use his brain.

In the movie, Imhotep was a formidable hexagonal mage with immortality; if he could assist, the Zhongzhou team would effectively gain another Level 4 powerhouse, increasing their chances.

"I've considered him, but there's also the Demon Team…"

Wu Xian paused, recalling what he'd seen in Uchiha Madara's memories, his expression oddly twisted.

"Wait a minute? The Demon Team!"

Zheng Zha and the other Zhongzhou members stared blankly; the former rubbed his ear, incredulous: "Captain, did you get it wrong? And didn't you just say the Demon Team allied with the East Sea team?"

"When did I say the Demon Team allied with the East Sea team?"

Wu Xian rolled his eyes. "I said Zhao Zhui's clone allied with the East Sea team—not the entire Demon Team.

In fact, they're in bad shape—their mentalist was controlled immediately, then the East Sea team stormed in; Zhao Zhui, seeing the tide had turned, defected on the spot and used a team-switch contract. Now the Demon Team has only four members left, on the brink of total annihilation."

Here, he glanced at Zheng Zha with a sly smile: "By the way, the current leader of the Demon Team is your clone—he's already broken into Level 4 and is holding off several East Sea team elites by himself, far stronger than your original self."

"What? My clone?!"

Zheng Zha's mouth dropped open, utterly stunned.

"So the Demon Team's situation is even worse than ours. To avoid negative-point elimination and for revenge, their only chance is to ally with us."

Beside him, Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses, a flash of white light glinting across the lenses—he was already formulating a new plan.

"Of course, the reverse is also possible—it depends on whether Zheng Zha's clone is a spineless coward."

Wu Xian smiled, then feigned a regretful sigh: "Alright, I won't participate in the upcoming team battle for now, lest I fall back into my inner demons and cause you trouble…

So, you go support the Demon Team and try to form an alliance. As for me, I'll seek out Imhotep and retrieve the Book of the Sun and the Book of the Dead—both are crucial artifacts for resurrection; since we're in this world, we can't afford to miss them."

"But Captain, aren't you not supposed to fight easily? What if Imhotep…"

Zheng Zha hadn't finished when black smoke rose around Wu Xian.

A few seconds later, a cat with pure black fur and golden eyes appeared on his shoulder.

(End of Chapter)