Chapter 497: The Beauty God City's Secret Member Zone

The Beauty God City's private member zone is located underground, specifically used for some rather explicit projects, such as descaling skeletons.

Harvey lay prone on a wooden bed, his entire body sunken into a pit. This pit was full of ergonomic flavor, perfectly fitting Harvey's bones. If there was a place that didn't fit, Harvey would rub against it forcefully, scraping off a layer of wood shavings until it fit perfectly—very convenient.

A Tauren auntie held a steel brush—the kind used to brush off oxidation layers when forging iron—and scrubbed Harvey's body vigorously. Layer after layer of old grime was scraped off, revealing the purple-gold undertone of the bones beneath.

Seeing this, the Tauren auntie scrubbed even harder.

She never imagined she could make a living scrubbing baths. Those who scrub others are usually delicate human aunties; Tauren aunties are responsible for carrying logs and moving large stones. Customers dislike her great strength, and no one would ever want a Tauren to scrub them unless they didn't want to live anymore.

This kind of treatment is something only Harvey and Feiti can handle.

As everyone knows, there are many nooks and crannies in a skeleton's bones. From afar, they look fierce and mighty; up close, they look osteoporotic. You have to clean them.

Back then, Ang would rather let a little bird peck at his bones than not have it pick out grass seeds and the like, because if they got stuck inside, the bone seams wouldn't close, and the sprouting grass seeds would crack the bones.

The Wind of Rest has the effect of refining bones, and the soul fire of high-level skeletons actually has a similar effect. After tempering, the bones become metallic, filling in the porous spots, but there is one prerequisite: nothing can be blocking the holes and seams.

This kind of stuff is especially hard to clean because while it blocks the holes and seams, it also undergoes long-term calcination by the soul fire, producing a special change, becoming as hard as glass.

If it's some particularly lazy skeleton, a guy who would rather lie down than stand, then this old grime is even older and harder.

Harvey would absolutely never go to clean this stuff. Anyway, it doesn't look bad, and some people might even like it because it has a patina-like effect—moist and smooth.

However, lying still while someone else scrubs him is different; that is enjoyment.

Scrub—scrub—scrub—the old grime fell off layer by layer. The patina was scrubbed away, revealing the purple-gold true color. The Tauren auntie scrubbed with a beaming smile, her heart full of a sense of accomplishment.

After scrubbing the back, the Tauren auntie patted Harvey's pelvis, thinking to herself: "Really bony."

Harvey didn't react.

The Tauren auntie couldn't help but pat him again, saying, "Customer, turn over."

Harvey still didn't react, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Customer! Customer! Turn over, turn!" The Tauren auntie patted him several times, but there was absolutely no reaction.

With the strength of Harvey's bones, even if the Tauren auntie brought a sledgehammer to smash him, she couldn't scratch his bones, so she couldn't wake the sleeping Harvey at all.

The Tauren auntie was so angry she grabbed him and shook him desperately, but he still didn't wake up.

She gave up. The Tauren auntie gave up, put him back on the wooden bed, and prepared to wait for him to wake up before scrubbing again.

But after waiting for a while, the Tauren auntie suddenly discovered something. She grabbed the prone Harvey again, flipped him over, placed him back on the wooden bed face up, and carefully arranged his hands and feet.

"Isn't this it? Flipped over. I really am a smart cow." The Tauren auntie gave herself a thumbs up and happily scrubbed the skeleton.

Customers like Harvey, whose effect is obvious after one scrub and who are squeaky clean after another, have a special name in Beauty God City—"Treasure Customers." Especially in projects like blackhead removal and foot peeling, they can make people with obsessive-compulsive disorder feel so good that they would rather spend money to watch.

After scrubbing, cleaning, wiping, and drying—halfway through drying, the treasure customer Harvey suddenly straightened up and sat up: "The Titans are coming back?"

"The Titans are coming back?" The Purple Skeleton, who was doing squats while carrying a giant log, suddenly tilted his head to listen to the roar rising from the depths of his soul.

The current Purple Skeleton has grown to four meters tall. Although it is only a one-quarter increase in height, his body weight has more than doubled.

With sufficient nutrition, reasonable training, and high-energy lightning, all the Titans of the Purple Skeleton clan have awakened their bloodlines. However, bloodlines are also divided into levels. At this stage, the Purple Skeleton vaguely feels a bottleneck again and needs some new methods.

"Really? The Titans are back? That's great. You have already entered a bottleneck; it's just the right time to ask the Titans how to break through. We are the bloodline of Thunder, after all," the Great Shaman on the side said happily.

The Great Shaman is now three and a half meters tall. After his bloodline awakened, his lifespan increased significantly, and his body became much younger.

The Purple Skeleton rolled his eyes at him, put down the log, and said solemnly: "Great Shaman, you are wrong. We are the subjects of Lord Ang. Don't say it wrong."

The Great Shaman blinked and was stunned. Born in the Barren Plane, although he is a Great Shaman, he is at most a patriarch and has no political sensitivity.

On the contrary, the Purple Skeleton, because she has been squatting among the ladies, has heard too much messy stuff, so her sensitivity is a bit higher. Plus, there have been too many crazy operations by Lisa, Anthony, and Silver Coin, making her deeply feel the danger of these things, so she specifically asked Lisa.

Lisa didn't give her a long speech, just said one sentence: "You just need to recognize one point: Ang is your god, and everything else is empty. You are not some mixed-blood Titan or Abyss Wanderer; your only identity is Ang's subject. Understand?"

Understand. The Purple Skeleton remembered it seriously. Anyway, no matter what others say, she only recognizes one point: "I am Ang's subject." Now hearing the Great Shaman talk about the Thunder bloodline, she immediately corrected him.

"But... Titan... what about the Titans?" the Great Shaman asked hesitantly.

"Whatever Lord says to do, we do. Lord told us to notify Deity Diluni of Alan Alan Bulu Star, and we will go back to find Au Benli," the Purple Skeleton said.

"But, what about your bottleneck?" the Great Shaman asked.

"When the time comes, I'll tell Lord. Lord should be able to solve it. At worst, we'll just catch a Titan," the Purple Skeleton said.

"This..." The Great Shaman felt a toothache. Not to mention their special relationship with the Thunder Titans, just the six or seven-meter-tall Titan giants—how could they be like Chinese cabbage in the Purple Skeleton's mouth, to be caught whenever they want?

A four-meter-tall giant rumbled into Beauty God City, picked up Au Benli, who was taking a sand bath, and ran out naked.

"Clothes, clothes! Are you crazy!" The sand turned into a giant and grabbed the Purple Skeleton.

Her sand-stone giant rolled away the sand, but it harmed the others who were taking sand baths. They lay naked in the pool, covering their faces and screaming.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone hadn't reacted, Au Benli quickly flipped out a magic robe, put it on, rode on the Purple Skeleton's shoulder, and ran away.

Once outside, Au Benli was so angry that her little fists thumped the Purple Skeleton's head: "Why didn't you say this inside?! You had to drag me out. I thought we were going to fight. You made me waste a membership card usage count. You compensate me! So angry. The mage in front, stop! What grade are you in? Stop!"

What is called "When the Dean of Students is angry, they catch attendance"—the Purple Skeleton has pitted the students of Star Academy who snuck out. In the past, Au Benli would turn a blind eye.

"The Titans are back? Could it be those abnormal changes in the direction of the Dead Star again?" In the middle of the day, before it was time for stargazing, Deity Diluni was lying on the bed like a corpse. Receiving Au Benli's aggressive message, he immediately connected it to some recent abnormal changes in the direction of the Dead Star.

It seems like a meeting is needed. There hasn't been a meeting for more than half a year. In the past, he felt annoyed by meetings from time to time, but now that there hasn't been a meeting for more than half a year, he feels like this plane has lost its vitality.

It's actually quite boring when no one is making trouble. He misses the vitality of the past a bit.

Rolling over and climbing up, Deity Diluni initiated a meeting call. Two hours later, everyone connected to the meeting through the teleportation array.

Five of the seven lights representing the attendees lit up. The two lights that once represented Anthony and Guli Anni did not light up, but everyone knew what was going on because Anthony snatched the Pope's crown from Guli Anni. Theoretically, these two lights have already merged into one.

However, everyone tacitly did not mention the proposal to remove a light. Everyone tacitly assumed that one of them would be replaced by another force—Beauty God City.

Of course, this is just their unified external statement. In fact, everyone knows who is standing behind Beauty God City.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Deity Diluni got straight to the point: "I received a message from Beauty God City. The Thunder Titans are back."

Almost everyone remained silent. Only Bu Lusike hummed a few times to show support, indicating he knew.

Deity Diluni couldn't help but feel strange. It's understandable for others to remain silent, but why did the Dwarf also remain silent?

"Ahem, King Copperbeard, the Thunder Titans are back." Deity Diluni couldn't help but cough a few times and named Copperbeard, seeing how he could still pretend not to hear.

A drunken voice came from the teleportation array: "What? Add some dishes? Okay, add some dishes, cheers." Then there was a sound of cups and dishes clattering. Copperbeard seemed to have passed out drunk, and snoring could be clearly heard.

"Ku Ba Da, this is not a Dwarf; this is an old slippery head!" Deity Diluni cursed inwardly. Copperbeard never drinks during plane safety meetings. Doing this now is clearly pretending to be drunk.

Why pretend to be drunk? Does he not want the Titans to come back? Or does he have other small calculations?

Copperbeard's attitude made Deity Diluni scratch his head. Unable to figure it out for a while, he had to turn to Gai La De: "Your Majesty the Queen, have you Elves received any news?"

Gai La De was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "You just said, is it a message from Beauty God City?"

"Uh, yes, a message from Beauty God City." Deity Diluni was a bit confused. Why ask this?

Gai La De said in a relaxed tone: "That's good. Listen to Beauty God City. The position of our Elves is consistent with Beauty God City."

Deity Diluni was shocked, his eyes wide as copper bells. Gai La De's words were too shocking. What does this represent?

In international relations, this represents obedience. The Elf clan obeys the orders of Beauty God City, takes Beauty God City's position as their own, and acts consistently with the outside world.

Ku Ba Da, what happened? The proud Elves are actually willing to put themselves in a subordinate position? Let outsiders lead foreign relations?

And this doesn't look like they were forced. Gai La De's tone was relaxed, as if she was in a very good mood.

Deity Diluni couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty the Queen, you seem to be in a good mood. Did something wonderful happen?"

It would be fine if he didn't mention this, but as soon as he did, Gai La De couldn't help but laugh: "The Tree of Life has blossomed and borne fruit."

"Oh oh oh, that's a good thing. Congratulations, congratulations." Saying this on his lips, Deity Diluni was already full of question marks in his head.

What's there to be happy about the Tree of Life blossoming and bearing fruit? That old tree has lived for nearly 100,000 years, and it has been bearing fruit for 70,000 or 80,000 years. It blossoms and bears fruit every year. What's there to be happy about?

Deity Diluni certainly doesn't understand. The Tree of Life not only blossomed and bore fruit, but the Elves also ate the newly borne fruit, and they didn't have diarrhea again. The God of Life has forgiven them.

Ever since the God of Life punished them, Gai La De had felt endless pressure, pressing her so hard she couldn't breathe.

This isn't just "the god who protected them is gone, so they have to be self-reliant and protect themselves in the future"; it's that the entire Elf clan would fall from a long-lived species to an ordinary species, and their lifespan would be shortened from 1,000 years to 200 years.

The Elf clan has been accustomed to a lifespan of 1,000 years. All their living habits and behavioral patterns are developed based on being a long-lived species. A 200-year-old Elf has just reached adulthood.

An even more fatal problem is the fertility rate. Their current fertility rate just maintains the stability of the clan. If the lifespan drops to 200 years and the fertility rate does not increase, it is very likely that newly adult Elf couples will die before they have time to have children.

In short, this is a crisis of extinction. Gai La De couldn't even think of a solution, or dared not think of one, because any method would eventually have to be implemented on the God of Life.

Even if they went extinct, they couldn't do anything to harm the God of Life. They wouldn't even think about it.

Just when this crisis of extinction was pressing her so hard she couldn't breathe, the Tree of Life suddenly blossomed and bore fruit.

Kai Lan Dai Er, who is a priest, picked one, ran to the side of the toilet to prepare, and then bravely took a bite.

Fortunately, she didn't have diarrhea. Until she ate the whole fruit of life, there was no abnormality. Instead, a continuous warm current surged toward her waist, just like when she ate the fruit of life in the past.

The fruit of life has returned to normal. The God of Life has forgiven them.

The mountain-like pressure behind Gai La De disappeared instantly. She walked on tiptoes, and it was already very good that she could hold back from laughing out loud.

At the same time, she was also thinking, why did the God of Life suddenly forgive them? Is something big about to happen?

Just as this thought arose in her mind, Deity Diluni sent a meeting call. The meeting also mentioned Beauty God City. Gai La De instantly connected the relationship between them.

Just after expressing her position, Kai Lan Dai Er suddenly came behind her and whispered a few words.

Gai La De had an "I knew it" expression and said again: "I just received a message from the God of Life. It asked me to tell Bu Lusike,..."

Bu Lusike was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know either. The God of Life is only responsible for conveying it. These are the words of the God of Knowledge to you," Gai La De said.

"The God of Knowledge, then I know. The 26th character on the 10th page of the Brass Book, 'Listen', the first character on the 10th page, 'Ang', the 4th on the 1st page... connected together it is 'Listen to Ang...'. Okay, I know. Thank you for conveying it."

Bu Lusike thanked her, but muttered in his heart: When did Grandfather get mixed up with the Elves' God of Life?

After muttering in his heart, Bu Lusike straightened his tone and said seriously: "The position of the Dragon clan is consistent with Beauty God City."

"Fine, Dai Sen, what about you?" Deity Diluni expected it to be like this. The God of Knowledge wanders around Beauty God City every day. Bu Lusike must listen to the God of Knowledge. Now only the Church of Light is left.

Dai Sen quietly wiped his sweat, while perfunctorily saying: "Our Church of Light is a team with faith, ability, and pursuit, led by His Majesty Saint Anthony, the spokesperson of God in the world, spreading the glory of God..."

While speaking, he took out a secret order. This was given to him by Anthony, to be opened only when encountering major events that cannot be decided and when he cannot be contacted.

Opening it, he saw four big characters: "Listen to Beauty God City."

"We are also consistent with the position of Beauty God City," Dai Sen put away those high-sounding words and said seriously.

Deity Diluni was shocked and smiled bitterly helplessly. Au Benli stays in Beauty God City every day now and almost treats it as her own home. The Star Empire must also be consistent with the position of Beauty God City, otherwise Grandma Au Benli would definitely force him to go on blind dates every day.

Okay, the seven major forces of the plane, except for Copperbeard who is pretending to be drunk, are now all consistent with Beauty God City. The plane has become unprecedentedly united:

"Then, everyone, let's get moving. I observed some abnormal situations in the Stargazing Tower. If those abnormalities were caused by the Titans, then they should be arriving soon. Let's get ready and give them a warm welcome."

"Okay," Dai Sen responded, then hurriedly asked: "Then what is Beauty God City's position?"

The Elves have the God of Life, and the Dragons have the God of Knowledge. They all have their own sources of information. Only Dai Sen, after losing contact with Anthony, was in the dark and had no other sources of information.

Deity Diluni rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly: "I don't know if the information is wrong. I'll go ask again later. The message I received now is: Beauty God City is preparing to catch the Titans to farm."

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