Chapter 10

Hou Jue Wo Ban held a belief in the Ciyuangong Society.

After all, the world he currently inhabited could never produce such a scientific artifact.

So when Hou Jue Wo Ban saw the True Person Zhang Sanfeng, he felt a flicker of excitement. If the historical figures deified in their world truly appeared, could he pull those deified gods out of history and make them into Unsubjugated Gods?

Hou Jue Wo Ban found this highly intriguing.

After all, Hou Jue Wo Ban had been searching the entire world for Unsubjugated Gods for a very, very long time; now, any hint of a chance to manifest an Unsubjugated God would ignite his intense interest.

True Person Zhang Sanfeng: "??? Could this old man become part of future myth and legend? So does that mean I'll become an immortal in the future!"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned. He had spent his entire life seeking immortality and the Dao, yet the path ahead remained hazy; coupled with the chaos of the world and the tyranny of the Yuan dynasty, it had even made him feel despair.

He never expected that, by chance, he had joined a chatroom called the Ciyuangong Society—and now, from the mouth of a demon king from another world, he learned that in another world, he might truly have become an immortal, part of myth itself.

His emotions were unimaginably complex.

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "Do you think I'd lie to you about something like this?"

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "The only pity is you can't come to my world right now—otherwise, we could test this method immediately!"

Su Han's eyelid twitched slightly as he read this, and he could only sigh: Hou Jue Wo Ban really didn't hold back.

After all, when you invite someone to your world, it's not for some face-to-face meeting—it's to see if their arrival triggers a reaction in myth, so you can kill their Unsubjugated God avatar within it.

No matter how you looked at it, this felt far too bizarre.

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "Oh hahaha, but speaking of this, I just remembered something! @Su Xiao Xiao. President, you previously gave out a memory copy of Tony Stark, and now you can identify everyone here's identity—I'm curious, do you know all our futures?"

After Bai Hu raised this question, the entire chatroom fell silent. No one had mentioned it before, and they hadn't thought of it—but now that Bai Hu had brought it up, everyone had to confront it.

And upon thinking, they instinctively felt terror.

The Ciyuangong Society's president appeared utterly unassuming; even when asked why he was president, he humbly claimed it was merely due to chance.

But if you thought carefully, could a mere ordinary person possibly know their futures?

Su Han sat on his bed, lost in thought. Sensing the atmosphere had turned strange, he paused, then began to reply.

Su Xiao Xiao: "Strictly speaking… I do know all your futures! But… put it this way: in our world, you are all protagonists of films, TV dramas, and anime. That's how I came to know your futures."

Su Xiao Xiao: "But now that you've joined this society and learned of your world's future, you've already altered your own history—so there's no need to obsess over whether you're fictional or anime characters, right?"

After a brief silence, Bai Hu was the first to reply.

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "... Sounds incredible. But when tied to your earlier words, it leaves no flaw. I believe you—the more impossible something is, the more likely it might be true."

Bai Hu had always presented himself to the world as grand in spirit and mighty in strength—but this did not mean he was a mindless brute who only knew how to fight.

Could someone who became one of the Four Emperors of the New World, the strongest man on earth, hailed as possessing power to destroy the world, and feared by the World Government, really be nothing more than a brute with strength alone?

Impossible.

Bai Hu merely appeared brutish. The reason was simply that his strength was so overwhelming—he could resolve most problems with his power alone, with no need to think.

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "You think you can shake my mind this way? Who do you think you are? A fantasy work? Hah! Even if a god high above appeared before me, I would still defeat him in battle! Even the Creator God? Who is stronger? Only battle will tell!"

Tony Not the Richest: "Interesting! Am I also a character from a fantasy work? If someone truly created a figure as excellent as me, then the original author must be an extraordinary genius!"

The Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Black Cat Clan and True Person Zhang Sanfeng said nothing.

Su Han roughly guessed that these two might find it hard to accept—but this was understandable. Bai Hu had the carefree nature of a pirate, Hou Jue Wo Ban the arrogance of a demon king, and Tony was simply arrogant and conceited.

Zhang Sanfeng was different from the Black Cat.

Zhang Sanfeng was an ancient man; his ability to absorb information was far inferior to that of modern people.

As for the Black Cat, she was a true ordinary person—completely ordinary, unlike Tony, who was nominally ordinary but in reality possessed the world's sharpest mind and was also the richest man on earth.

Su Xiao Xiao: "@Hou Jue Wo Ban. Do you want to know your own future, Bai Hu?"

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "Oh hahaha, knowing the future would be nice… but not knowing it, and stepping into the unknown future, is also a kind of blessing."

Su Han watched Bai Hu's response without surprise.

He knew Bai Hu wasn't stringing him along—he genuinely thought this way. Bai Hu was simply this kind of carefree man.

Even during the Summit War, when Bai Hu faced death with dignity, he showed no fear or retreat. He was a true free and mighty pirate; apart from his family, nothing else mattered to him.

Facing such a Bai Hu, Su Han sent only one message.

Su Xiao Xiao: "Even if your own son will kill you in the future, you still think this way?"