"Boss!"
"Captain!"
"Damn it, let go of the captain!"
"Wait, look quickly, he doesn’t seem to be a Ghost Master!"
"It’s true, he doesn’t have Ghost Patterns! His eyes are normal!"
"Is he a Priest of the Great Evolution God!? Or a Wilderness Hunter from so gathering place?"
"Such fierce pressure, I even feel he can rival an Emperor Level mutant!"
A group of people were talking noisily, like a chaotic marketplace.
So discussing Lu Wenwu’s power, so scared and timid, so wanting to rescue their leader, and so with furrowed brows shielding the others.
A myriad of human feelings.
The miner’s hat leader was desperately gripping the wrist like iron pincers, trying to lift himself up to slightly alleviate the pain of blood and breath not circulating.
Feeling the increasingly powerful grip on his neck, he struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat.
"Mis...understanding..."
"Misunderstanding?"
Hearing the discussions around him, Lu Wenwu narrowed his eyes slightly and stomped hard.
"Everyone shut up!"
Qi Blood Power circulated, and the overwhelming pressure imdiately caused a ntal intimidation to everyone present.
The ground hit by the heavy stomp instantly cracked, showing several shocking fissures.
The whole camp went silent in an instant.
So with low resistance even blacked out directly, having no ability to resist this rciless ntal oppression.
Lu Wenwu loosened his grip and tossed the miner’s hat leader to the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough...mis...it’s really a misunderstanding..."
He coughed hard a few tis, greedily breathing the air filled with nuclear radiation, looking at Lu Wenwu with eyes full of awe.
"Honorable sir, we didn’t intentionally attack you; it’s truly a misunderstanding! For the sake of the God of Infinite chanical Dragons, we implore you to give a chance to explain, I’m one of the God’s priests, we can offer compensation..."
Lu Wenwu revealed an evil smile and said with a grin: "I just slaughtered that disgusting ghostly creature in the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place trying to usurp the God of Eternal Glory’s power, and you throw a nuke at ? Then tell it’s a misunderstanding? I also want to misunderstand with you, okay?"
What did you just say!? You just killed the ghostly creature in the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place!
My god, that’s indeed a Pseudo-God!
Even though it hadn’t fully awakened, it’s definitely not sothing humans can resist, at least Tier Six Powerhouses absolutely couldn’t do it!
But this person here...
Gasp!
What kind of monster have we provoked!
Is it the legendary Tier Seven Powerhouse?
A group professing to be followers of the God of Infinite chanical Dragons imdiately had their hearts trembling, looking at Lu Wenwu with increasingly fearful and reverent eyes.
The priest leader forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hastily explaining in panic: "Sir, it’s truly an accident, please listen to my explanation."
"A few days ago, we received information from the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place."
"They were holding a massive joint sacrificial ceremony, attempting to fuse a large amount of Power of Faith and Ghost Qi to let the God of Eternal Glory descend into the real world."
"But they only succeeded halfway."
"They created a huge ghostly creature but failed to invoke the God of Eternal Glory for divine descent."
"That ghostly creature killed and controlled the entire Ghost Shadow Gathering Place in a very short ti, even preparing to steal the authority and power of the God of Eternal Glory!"
"We only ca after receiving the last transmission from the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place, wanting to completely eliminate that blasphemous ghostly creature."
"We waited a long ti, only deciding to strike with divine power when the Ghost Qi monitor alarm disconnection occurred, realizing that ghostly creature’s power control had issues."
"But we didn’t expect you, sir, to have such might, and that you completed this step with your companions ahead of us."
"Your powerful strength and broad mind are admirable, may the God of Infinite chanical Dragons and Great Evolution God always bless you!"
Clearly, this self-proclaid priest leader already took Lu Wenwu for at least a Peak of Tier Six Priest of the Great Evolution God.
Lu Wenwu neither had the Ghost Patterns of a Ghost Master nor the mutations of an Evolver.
In his view, having such power could only an this explanation.
"Alright, alright."
Lu Wenwu gently clapped his hands, still smiling.
But to these followers of the God of Infinite chanical Dragons, no matter how they looked at this smile, it seed a bit chilling.
"Your courage and spirit in actively eliminating ghostly creatures make very gratified."
Hearing this, these followers let out a sigh of relief, and finally, a hint of happiness appeared on their faces.
But then Lu Wenwu changed his tone, and the next sentence plunged them into an icy abyss.
"But your brains make very angry!"
"Couldn’t you think with your radiation-scrambled brains before bombing?"
"Could the Ghostly Realm Dominator’s power disappear without reason?"
"Could the demonic realm prototype dissipate without reason?"
"That’s because I punched that ugly bastard into minced at, so the Ghostly Abyss covering opened!"
"Understand?"
"Understood! Sir’s divine fists are invincible! We really didn’t expect such strong existence capable of hamring ghost gods!"
The priest leader was almost crying from fear.
Punch by punch hamring that demigod ghostly creature dead?
Is this even a person!?
Even the High Priest who can communicate with our God wouldn’t be his match!
"Weapons and equipnt, Tier One drinking water, Muscle at, even products from the old era, we can compensate you, just ask you to spare us for our oversight." He quivered as he spoke.
"Alright then, since you’re so sincere, give a hundred blocks of Tier Six Muscle Transformation at first." Lu Wenwu said rrily.
Priest leader: "..."
Bro, do you think I look like a hundred blocks of Tier Six Muscle Transformation at?
He said with a crying face: "Sir, please don’t joke, even if all the resources of the gathering places in the wasteland were pooled, it wouldn’t produce a hundred blocks of Tier Six Muscle Transformation at!"
Lu Wenwu was instantly sowhat displeased: "Then how much do you have?"
"One..."
"One block? One block is fine too."
"Not even one block..."
"...I thought about it, you might as well go die, unless you know how to make egg-filled pancakes."
"No, no, no! Sir, I don’t know what egg-filled pancakes are, but we have Tier Five Muscle Transformation at! We can give you up to six pieces!"
"Just six pieces? You don’t even know egg-filled pancakes? I’m very unhappy now."
"Sir, we really only have six pieces! That’s because we’re from the chanical Dragon Gathering Place, being the headquarters of the Infinite chanical Dragon God Sect, where there’s little demand for Muscle at. As for those ordinary gathering places, they wouldn’t even have Tier Three reserves; they’d eat it imdiately! If you don’t believe it, you and your friends can co back with us! As for egg-filled pancakes...those...those might be products from the old era...right? But we haven’t seen old era foods for over fifty years..."
"Forget it, you’re destined to live a failed life," Lu Wenwu sighed in regret, "However, if you’re lying about the quantity of Muscle at, what shall we do?"
The priest leader guaranteed confidently: "If I lie even one word, you can kill anyti!"
This guy was unexpectedly straightforward and quite simple.
Lu Wenwu crossed his arms, frowning, tapping his fingers sowhat irritably.
"No, raise the price! Because you haven’t even heard of egg-filled pancakes!"
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