Chapter 1055: Porcelain Covered in Cracks?! Big Appetite!

"Press that green Button, initiate Re-modification," Su Yang nodded.

"This..." Ximen Zhirou hesitated a bit and looked around.

At this moment, Lu Junsheng stepped forward and offered, "I'll do it then."

Wang Yuning agreed with a nod, "Sheng Ge is steady and meticulous; this job is most suitable for him to handle."

Ximen Zhirou heard those words, felt a bit offended, but did not show much emotion.

Obviously, his previous actions had left a bad impression in the hearts of the various Dependents.

First, he committed an act of betrayal.

Then he was hesitant and disagreed with Su Yang going to the Old Era.

Regarding the Plunder Plan, he also held a dissenting opinion.

It can be said that many of his decisions ran counter to the others.

If not for the Binding of his Dependents status.

He was probably expelled from the team long ago.

Yet in this game, Ximen Zhirou's performance was commendable.

It also reduced the grievances considerably.

But, like shattered porcelain.

Even if repaired and pieced together, cracks still spread everywhere.

Human relationships are the same.

If it's just a minor friction, the big guy wouldn't remember it so deeply.

But betrayal is different.

If Jiang Chengyu was forced into a reluctant choice,

then Ximen Zhirou was completely bewitched by a ghost.

Choosing a side without any profit links or coercion.

Therefore, his actions could not be forgiven by anyone.

The big guy doesn't speak of it, not because he has already forgotten.

He just doesn't want to tear off the façade.

Now Su Yang suddenly handed this important Task to him.

Wang Yuning and Lu Junsheng both felt confusion and vigilance.

Can't understand why they'd entrust their life to him.

Seeing this, Ximen Zhirou seized the moment to give himself a foothold, "Yeah, Boss, let's still let Sheng Ge handle it, I'm afraid I won't do it well."

Su Yang shook his head, "You then."

Hearing his resolute tone, Wang Yuning sighed inwardly and said nothing more.

Lu Junsheng also stopped insisting, silently retreating to a side.

The gaze continuously followed Ximen Zhirou.

"What's the situation?" Zhuang Wu, seeing something amiss, leaned close to Wang Defa's ear and whispered.

"How would I know?" Wang Defa's lips twitched.

"How about a Mind Control?" Zhuang Wu suggested.

"Are you crazy? Damn, that's the Boss; if you want me dead, just say it," Wang Defa raised his hand as if to slap him.

"I was just kidding, look how seriously you took it," Zhuang Wu leapt backward to dodge.

"Jokes have to suit the occasion; don't say that again next time, or I'll be the first to deal with you," Wang Defa warned.

Zhuang Wu nodded like a pestle, obediently standing motionless by the side.

Yue Lan and the others did not intervene in this decision.

After all, this was someone else's team's 'family matters'.

She, being an outsider, ultimately couldn't offer opinions.

Nevertheless, from their conversation it's not hard to infer the origin of the matter.

"Yue Jie, what's your take?" Zhang Tiancheng whispered.

"What do you mean, what to look at?" Yue Lan shot him a glance.

"Look at this stance; they seemed to have a prior conflict, and the matter is not small," Zhang Tiancheng clicked his tongue and spoke.

"None of your damn business, just shut up and stand still," Yue Lan said irritably.

"Alright~"

Seeing Ximen Zhirou unmoved, Su Yang furrowed his brow and urged, "What are you still hesitating for? Get moving!"

Ximen Zhirou was internally conflicted, but after seeing Su Yang's gaze, he resolutely made a decision.

He walked to the control console, slowly touching the green Button.

At this moment, the surrounding people's gazes converged, each with a different look.

"Only by elevating my physical condition a notch higher will I have the strength to re-modify you all,"

"So..."

"Help me, and you're also helping yourself," Su Yang said.

He gritted his teeth and pressed it.

"Bzz—"

In an instant, a violent Electric Current surged into his body, instantly filling him entirely.

The intensity was like the world's most terrifying Poison, ravaging Cell tissue.

Su Yang grunted, gritted his teeth and filled his whole body with Angel power, protecting every corner.

The familiar pain surged; Su Yang was prepared, yet he was caught off guard and put on a pain mask.

"Why is it more painful than last time?" Su Yang inhaled deeply, unable to help but curse.

Logically, he has already reached the Fifth Tier, his physical quality more than ten times stronger.

There is also second‑stage Angel protection.

He shouldn't have shown a disgraceful demeanor before the lowest‑level Electric Current.

"Could it be that damned technique?" Su Yang forced his eyes open, looking at the red‑glowing internal structure of the Machine.

Countless electric arcs flared, ravaging all directions.

The surrounding people were terrified, constantly retreating to keep a relative Safe Zone distance.

In front of the control console, Ximen Zhirou, although in a Safe Zone, was completely stunned by Su Yang's performance at this moment.

Vision Perception his suffering, as if the one lying there were himself.

"Not enough, increase the intensity!" Su Yang shouted hoarsely.

Ximen Zhirou did not stare blankly, immediately grasped the lever and pushed it up slowly.

Su Yang concentrated, held his breath, his complexion turning pale instantly.

He felt his body constantly tearing and recombining, the pain nearly drowning his spirit.

As the Electric Current increased, the pain grew ever stronger.

Su Yang couldn't control his painful roar.

But he suddenly recalled that Gao Zhiyi could endure everything without a word.

Why can't he?

At this point, Su Yang focused on his body's Transform, casting all scattered thoughts from his mind far into the clouds.

"Maximum power!" Su Yang suddenly said.

Ximen Zhirou instinctively pushed it to the top, and the Machine immediately emitted a loud roar.

"Come on, I want to see how high the intensity is!" Su Yang thought to himself.

…

Upper City District, Emperor Garden.

A standalone villa covering several hundred square meters was brightly lit.

In all directions, Mecha Soldiers clad in sturdy Armor were everywhere.

At this moment, in front of the Second Floor floor‑to‑ceiling window, a tall silhouette wore a purple one‑piece silk nightgown, her eyes deeply contemplative as they gazed into the distance.

She was seen holding a glass of red wine, gently swaying.

She then took a light sip, a hint of haziness appearing in her eyes.

"Ding—"

Hand Ring rang.

Gao Zhiyi lowered his gaze to assess, and after a moment chose to answer.

"How's it?"

"Everything is arranged, all is ready, only lacking East Wind Tile."

"What quantity?"

"Thirty thousand!"

"Not enough, need more."

"Five thousand would be enough to scare them into shitting and peeing, thirty thousand not enough?"

"My dear doesn't have enough to eat, at least fifty thousand!"

"Hehe, seems its appetite is as big as yours."

"Su Yang has already sensed my plan, you over there also need to speed up progress."

"You've painstakingly managed for over three months, even if he sees through it, what's the harm?"

"The emblem he wears is not simple; there will inevitably be variables."

"How can ten years of hardship compare to three generations of others' accumulation, let alone he's only been in this world for a few short days; how could he be your opponent?"

"You have witnessed his abilities at the Round Table Meeting, so you should know better than I do."

"I have already arranged everything; I'm not afraid of his arrival, only afraid he won't come!"