"Qing Chen, as fellow Ti Travelers, I’ve seriously studied you. As far as I know, the Parents’ eting is not an organization that abuses violence, and you are not a person who abuses violence either," Marquis Winston said, sitting under the white light, surveying the surrounding grim gray tal walls: "Before this, I hadn’t even thought you were a threat in the Outer World, but I was wrong."
Qing Chen paused in silence and said, "In life, one must make choices. Though everyone’s personality is equal, the lives of those I care about are indeed a bit more important than yours."
Winston said, "I understand, I indeed beca a Ti Traveler a long ti ago."
"Very well, being open can save much trouble," Qing Chen said.
Marquis Winston sat in the interrogation room, the pale light shining on his face: "So, now do I have no choice but to cooperate with you against the Roosevelt Kingdom?"
"Yes," Qing Chen said, "But I don’t think you need to be so depressed. When we succeed, you’ll be a hero too."
Marquis Winston smiled bitterly: "What will you use to win against the Roosevelt Kingdom? Excuse my bluntness, even if you’ve allied with the Giant Dynasty, it’s not significant. Their departure from the Taboo Forest won’t have much effect in modern warfare. I need you to promise that even if you fail, my identity won’t be exposed."
Qing Chen shook his head: "You’d better hope sincerely that we win, because everyone is already passengers on the sa ship. If we fail, I’ll hand you all over."
Marquis Winston: "..."
Qing Chen said with a smile, "Don’t worry, we will definitely succeed."
"What do you plan to use for?" Marquis Winston calmly asked: "My power isn’t very great."
"Next ti you cross over, we’ll establish Inner World communication, and instructions will be given then," Qing Chen stood up: "Before the war ends, you can only stay in this War Fortress."
Winston watched Qing Chen’s departing figure: "Wait, now that I’m already one of you, can I have so more of those fruits and tea from before? Also, do you have any cultivation heritage? I’ve heard you have tens of thousands of people in the Parents’ eting cultivating, and the pace is very fast. Right, I heard that accepting Empowernt can also lead to a longer life."
Qing Chen’s lips curled slightly as he turned away from Winston.
In the West Continent, not everyone can cultivate, and there are only five cultivation heritages, so Ordinary People will most likely beco Genetic Warriors with severe aftereffects.
Thus, even soone like Winston, though he’s a Marquis, is still just a worker under the Royal Family, and the Drama Master heritage would never be given to him.
But the question is, once in such a world, who wouldn’t want to beco a "superhuman"?
Qing Chen turned back with a slight smile: "You know quite a bit."
Marquis Winston shrugged: "Your affairs aren’t exactly secret, and I suppose that’s also why the Roosevelt Royalty is eager to start a war... although they don’t say it openly, your rapid cultivation speed does make them a bit wary. Of course, the one they’re most cautious of is you."
Qing Chen thought for a mont and said: "The cultivation heritage won’t be given to you, but every ti you complete a task, we’ll arrange for a group of people to collectively Empower you once. After completing roughly 36 tasks, you can be directly Empowered to B-Class, while also gaining 21 years of longevity. Compared to Genetic Potion, this is your best choice."
"36 tasks, huh? Quite a lot," Marquis Winston looked at Qing Chen: "When will the tasks be issued?"
Qing Chen walked out of the interrogation room and said: "No hurry..."
Marquis Winston followed him out and said: "Quite urgent."
Standing in the corridor, Qing Chen looked out the window, overlooking more than three thousand potential Ti Travelers below. The Australian millionaire ’Mosley’ found himself in no imdiate danger, yet he gathered a group of people loudly protesting for the Parents’ eting to send them back.
Mosley stood in the War Fortress, speaking passionately: "The Parents’ eting certainly brought us here hoping to make us their spy tools, to steal information for them within the Roosevelt Kingdom! War is happening in the Inner World, do you know how dangerous being a spy is? Don’t beco tools of others, don’t be used by people!"
Those surrounding him raised their arms and chanted loudly: "Don’t beco tools of others! We want freedom!"
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Westerners are really good at speeches, very inciting."
"Mosley once tried to run for governor, perhaps even considered becoming pri minister," Winston explained: "But his opponents exposed his political bribery case, forcing him to withdraw. There was once soone on the dark web specializing in secretly investigating the Inner World identity of millionaires, charging very high prices. This Mosley probably knows his status in the Inner World isn’t high, hence he doesn’t want to beco a Ti Traveler."
Qing Chen nodded: "In the Inner World, he’s just a baron’s steward, even only has the status of a freedman, not even a citizen, but it’s not up to him."
"The reputation of the Parents’ eting is actually quite good in the West, Mosley is confident you won’t kill innocents arbitrarily, so he’s now sowhat reckless," Winston looked at Qing Chen: "Will you kill him?"
Qing Chen smiled without speaking, making no reply.
He indeed wouldn’t kill Mosley, but it’s not because he has principles, but because he doesn’t want others to panic.
Just as Winston, he’s observing the style of the Parents’ eting to decide his future attitude.
Deterrence is simple, but getting these people to wholeheartedly serve is challenging.
"What’s your plan then?" Winston asked.
"No hurry, let the bullet fly a little longer," Qing Chen said, rembering the last ti he said this, Buddha in the Ginkgo Garden suffered a lot.
After becoming Ti Travelers, is it guaranteed they can smoothly hide away? The individuals they need to replace are each crucial figures in the Roosevelt Kingdom. Upon becoming Ti Travelers, these people must imdiately handle governance and military affairs. Qing Chen seeks the best intelligence network, not just eliminating those Inner World political and military personnel.
The last day of return.
Inside the War Fortress, over three thousand potential Ti Travelers gathered at the entrance.
Mosley looked at Luo Wanya before him, pressing urgently: "Are you planning to arrange for us to beco Ti Travelers?"
"Of course not," Luo Wanya said with a smile: "Actually, Whale Island will no longer provide free food and lodging."
Mosley loudly declared: "I can buy, I’ll cover everyone’s money here."
"But we don’t use cash here, we use points," Luo Wanya said with a gleaming smile: "I’ve prepared so courses for everyone, ones that help you understand your Inner World identity, teach you how to hide, and train professional skills. As long as you learn, you can earn points. Once you earn points, you can buy food, Empowernt, special food... yes, like those you had before, which can directly increase strength without aftereffects."
Everyone exchanged puzzled glances.
The Parents’ eting didn’t do as Mosley had said, directly sending them off to beco Ti Travelers, then controlling them and stripping their freedom.
Instead... they’re letting them attend class?
Qing Chen was not in a hurry. He maintained the God of Thunder Breathing Technique inside the War Fortress, constantly trying to break through upwards.
He had already realized the benefits of the God Cutter. In the face of absolute speed, even other demigods could only beco as insignificant as chickens and dogs. Once facing the Demigod Drama Master, this would be his greatest reliance.
However, the A-Class Thunder System was still too low, with poor endurance.
Qing Chen waited quietly in the dim room.
Ti travel.
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...
What made Qing Chen a bit unaccustod was that he used to ti travel from night to night.
But after arriving in North Arica, he traveled from night to day.
Because of the ti difference, although everyone traveled at the sa ti, Ti Travelers from the Eastern Continent crossed over at midnight, while the West Continent did so at noon.
Qing Chen looked out the window; it was still a scorching midday.
The Black Spider had gone out to buy groceries. She bought so extra beef shoulder today, and when passing a cake shop, she hesitated for a mont before buying a cake.
When passing by that clothing store again, she actually went inside once more.
The sales clerk rembered her and smiled as she stood again in front of the white dress, saying, "It really suits you."
"Really?" the Black Spider asked with interest, "Do you think my current attire doesn’t look good?"
The sales clerk smiled and said, "You have a good figure and a pretty face; everything looks good on you. However, the black leather will make you seem too aloof, and many people won’t dare to approach you."
The Black Spider smiled, "Wrap up this dress, please."
She actually knew she couldn’t wear it yet. Even if she collected her salary, it would take a long ti to replace her bulletproof-grade full nanotech skin.
But today was a special day; she suddenly wanted to buy this dress and hang it in her room to look at every day.
The Black Spider carried the shopping bag, the grocery basket, and the cake on her way ho, but upon entering No. 78 Victor Avenue, she saw that Qing Chen had already changed into a suit and altered his appearance.
Qing Chen said to her, "Get ready, disguise yourself; we’re going out on a mission."
The Black Spider paused, "Now?"
Qing Chen nodded, "Don’t waste ti, we need to arrive at Rose Street at the designated ti."
The Black Spider sighed inwardly.
Qing Chen looked down at the cake in her hand, "Birthday cake?"
The Black Spider smiled and placed the cake on the table, "I told you my real na and birthday, it’s today."
"It doesn’t matter; we can eat it when we get back. This mission is important. Later, you’ll need to play soone’s female companion and attend a private banquet with him; rember to observe him well," Qing Chen said.
The Black Spider replied, "Okay, I understand."
The two of them headed out, discreetly crossing through long streets, waiting under the shadow of the overpass on Rose Boulevard.
Qing Chen instructed, "Rember, tonight you’re just here to attend the banquet; you don’t need to do anything else. I’ll call you if needed."
Just as they arrived, a floating car drove up and stopped in front of them. Qing Chen opened the passenger door and got in, "Black Spider, you sit in the back."
The Black Spider opened the door and saw Marquis Winston sitting in the back, smiling at her, "Hello, please take a seat."
She responded calmly, "Hello."
Winston said, "First ti eting, let introduce myself, I am..."
"No need, Marquis Winston, current Director of the Food Bureau, married into the Roosevelt Royalty, no children," the Black Spider fluently recited the information.
Winston smiled and said, "It seems you know well, it’s an honor to have you as my companion tonight, you are very beautiful."
"Hmm," the Black Spider looked out the window.
The floating car traveled between the Steel Forest, arriving at the Berkeley Building’s rooftop, at the revolving restaurant on the 101st floor, 12 minutes later.
At the entrance of the restaurant, each formally dressed noble presented their invitation; luxury cars lined the parking lots.
Once the floating car landed in the parking lot, Qing Chen got out, as if a servant, to open the doors for Winston and the Black Spider.
As she got out, the Black Spider’s expression was sowhat indifferent. Qing Chen looked at her and said, "Smile more naturally."
The Black Spider managed a smile, "Is this okay?"
"A bit more natural."
At this mont, the Black Spider suddenly froze. She had seen a floating car land in the adjacent parking lot; the person getting out was none other than Duke Wend, soone she would never forget.
She abruptly looked up at Qing Chen, suddenly understanding what he intended to do today.
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