"That’s right," the man said.
"The laws support people lying flat?" Shen Ye was incredulous.
"Look at their desires—it’s all kinds of extremely personalized wants, so the support they get is limited," the man explained.
"Huh? Then why do the laws support you?" Shen Ye asked again.
"Because your desire aligns with the essence of the laws—"
"Life has countless possibilities; it shouldn’t be defined, but rather experienced by following the heart, to experience a world made up of countless laws, to engage with them, to feel them, bee friends with them, live a life mixed with joy and sorrow, and finally transform into them."
The man’s tone became solemn:
"The desires of other trialists, when incubated and formed, all point to unparalleled authority and infinite strength."
"Your desire does not achieve that, yet it aligns with the true intention of life’s countless beings."
"So the laws support you."
"The laws not only support you, they uphold the passion in your heart that relates to all beings."
"Therefore."
"As your incubated form, my strength pletely surpasses other incubated forms."
At that moment, another monster entered.
The man broke the cookie in his hand, giving one half to the monster and eating the other half himself.
The monster looked at the cookie in its hand, then looked at the man.
"Cheese flavor, very tasty."
The man said earnestly.
The monster carried the cookie in its mouth, turned around silently, and quietly walked out of the safe house.
—At this time, no monster came.
The roar of technique, the screams of monsters, and the tremors from the ground kept ing from outside.
But none of this happened in the room.
The graceful music from figure skating played from the TV.
Shen Ye acpanied his man, watching the performance on TV together.
The panda tilted its head to the side, sometimes looking at Shen Ye, sometimes looking at the man.
"Is this your life’s ideal?"
The panda asked with crossed arms.
"Obsession—it’s just an obsession," Shen Ye emphasized, "Not really a life’s ideal."
"Speaking of which, I also like lying in Cui’s arms, why can’t I be like you?" The panda lit a cigarette, saying melancholically.
"Do you want to participate in this battle as a trialist?" Shen Ye turned and asked it.
"No—I’m just kidding—I still want to live a couple more years!" The panda immediately replied.
Suddenly.
The pocket watch appeared in the room, looking at Shen Ye.
"Undoubtedly, you have passed this level."
The pocket watch said.
"Thank you, is there any arrangement next?" Shen Ye asked.
"Not at the moment—you need to wait until the outside ends, but your incubated form is a good thing for the nest, enhancing its evolution and construction direction."
The pocket watch’s voice fell.
The incubated form lying on the sofa gradually transformed into countless flesh and blood, flying out to integrate into the walls of the nest.
—The nest is absorbing Shen Ye’s incubated form!
In fact.
This incubated form itself belongs to the nest, only through the inner desires of several trialists did it develop relevant abilities.
Now, the nest took it back.
This is a certain degree of recognition.
The pocket watch pulled out the minute hand, pierced a cookie, and flew up, heading outside.
"I’m taking a piece of the cookie because—"
"You have already received this time’s reward."
It flew away.
Suddently, lines of dim light appeared before Shen Ye’s eyes:
"You have received the first recognition of the nest."
"Currently, your status has been elevated from ’King,’ along with it, your ’King Skill’ has also been elevated."
"Congratulations."
"Your King Skill ’Catastrophe Demon Eye’ has been upgraded to Saint Level. Its ability to create a disaster that wipes out friend and foe is gone, replaced by a higher level."
"You have already dominated the law ’Dream.’
"Thus, you prematurely obtained Saint Skill:
"Curse Evil Eye."
"Saint Level Manifestation Pupil Skill."
"Description: Initiates an accident to enhance the emotional bond between the enemy and yourself, putting them in a dilemma."
"—This is a wrong emotion occurring at the wrong time and place."
Shen Ye silently looked at this Saint Skill.
This is not a Saint Skill at all.
This is clearly an eerie skill.
—Saints are so disgusting, finally found the reason.
Now I understand them.
No way—
Saints are so twisted, I absolutely cannot be satisfied with being a Saint!
I must pursue a realm beyond Saints!
Shen Ye secretly vowed.
At this time, the battle outside was also nearing its end.
The Cloak Man’s catapult had been pletely dismantled by the monsters.
The pocket watch laughed heartily nearby:
"You yourself are almost ordinary, the nest pletely disregards your negligible strength."
"Considering you contributed so much wealth to propel the catapult—"
"—I’ll spare your life!"
Spatial ripples appeared around the Cloak Man.
The next second.
He suddenly disappeared from his original location.
—Most likely teleported away.
Left are the "King" and Rahu.
The "King’s" three guards were covered in wounds, but they had slaughtered all the surrounding monsters.
Rahu’s surroundings were piled with corpses.
—No monster can break through the law circle it constructed!
So this round, one person was eliminated again.
Three people remain.
Shen Ye, "King", Rahu!
The pocket watch flew around them, saying:
"Building a nest is the most magnificent historical event, and if you are not proficient in battle, you will not gain true recognition."
"Go through history and experience real bat."
In the void.
Three large doors suddenly fell, opening in front of them.
Shen Ye looked at the door opposite him, only to see flames of war raging inside, human battle formations arranged neatly, seemingly waiting for something.
Inside the door opposite the "King," it was filled with ferocious figures, each emitting an aura stronger than the "King," more terrifying because—
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