Chapter 5175
Dr. Roman: "Just forget it—you were the one who integrated the deepest before! (Dog face. jpg)"
Su Han raised an eyebrow, then purchased several Transcendence Talismans. Soon, the door opened, and Wugeng Liuli, Lei Mu, Yao Nü Shou, and Tian Nü Shou all entered his room.
"Then next," Su Han smiled, closed his eyes, and used up all the Transcendence Talismans at once.
In the next instant, a dazzling radiance enveloped everyone's bodies; when the light faded, the entire group vanished.
Meanwhile.
The World of the Weird Lord.
Kleine felt restless, scanning his room: "Is this place too messy… and too small!"
Biting his lower lip, Kleine suddenly stood up and began cleaning furiously.
One dazzling radiance after another suddenly rose.
Kleine, who had just picked up the broom, froze stiff.
"Mr. Fool, what are you doing?" Su Han materialized, observing Kleine with keen interest.
"President, aren't you asking a question you already know the answer to?" Nya子 grinned, baring her teeth. "At this moment, we just pretend we're not here and let him scramble around!"
"…Won't that make him even more embarrassed?" Wugeng Liuli stared blankly at Nya子. No wonder she's a邪神—her personality is truly vile!
Kleine's expression shifted several times; finally, he let out a bitter laugh and placed the broom back in the corner. "I'll go brew you some tea… oh damn!"
The moment Kleine saw Su Han, he went utterly dumbfounded. Even though he was certain of his sexual orientation, he now stared blankly, mind empty, unable to look away.
"Cough." Su Han cleared his throat softly, instantly snapping Kleine out of it—sweat broke out all over him. Shit shit shit, scared the hell out of me… he almost thought his orientation had been warped…
"President, your appearance is just… too terrifying!" Kleine finally managed to speak, his voice trembling after calming himself.
"The President's life tier is absurdly high—he comprehends one Dao, and thus all Daos. His charm has thus reached a level approaching the Dao itself," Nya子 said calmly, unsurprised. "By the way, the President has already suppressed his charm… otherwise, a single glance might shatter your sanity."
"And not just your sanity—possibly the sanity of your world's god-tier… or even Ancient Day-level beings!"
"…Damn." At this point, what else could Kleine say but "Damn"?
"I'll help you tidy up," Su Han said noncommittally, snapping his fingers. In the next instant, Kleine's room underwent a massive transformation.
The previously cramped space expanded infinitely.
Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times…
Kleine watched in awe as his room became an entire world—even looking up, he could see the normal moon…
A pure white moon hung high in the sky, dotted with countless stars. Birds chirped, flowers bloomed; beneath the night, a firefly drifted, and insects sang.
Kleine swallowed hard again. "Holy shit…"
Though he had long known this person was a Creator-level being, knowing it and witnessing this… it was too shocking for a 163-person.
Yet, having always gazed upon the blood-red moon…
Suddenly seeing a normal moon, Kleine inexplicably felt moved, nearly to tears…
Though he knew this wasn't his homeland, it truly gave him the illusion of home…
"Next," Su Han snapped his fingers again; with a thunderous crash, the earth rolled, and a vast, magnificent castle materialized from nothing—exactly replicating Su Han's own residence in every detail…
Of course, this castle was merely a castle—possessing no supernatural power whatsoever… unlike Su Han's home, which was filled with supreme divine artifacts…
"This little world, and this castle—they're yours. Consider it rent for staying here. After all, fundamentally, this world is your room," Su Han grinned.
"…" Kleine couldn't speak a word. Is this what a大佬's gift looks like? If he hadn't known Su Han didn't need it, he'd already have offered his knees.
"Oh, by the way," Su Han suddenly remembered, adding casually, "You have authority over this world—just think, and you can manifest a door. Then walk through it…"
Kleine nodded blankly, his expression dazed, then manifested the door and walked out.
He glanced at the still-narrow hall, fell silent for a moment, then turned back to gaze through the door at the star-dappled world and the vast, majestic castle…
He pinched his thigh hard—felt the pain, confirmed he wasn't dreaming, swallowed hard a second time, and shut the door.
Thud—he collapsed onto the floor, legs weak.
End of Chapter
