"You ask who's the one who ultimately gets rich in the success cult I'm talking about?
Is that even a question? Of course, it's !
If those students didn't hand over their tuition and themselves, and then donate more than half of their monthly salaries to , on what basis could I succeed?
And how else could I have so many properties, estates, won, slaves, and so much cannon fodder at my disposal?
Here's a joke for you—what should you do after acquiring three thousand death soldiers at the start?
Obviously, send them all to the plantation to pick cotton and eat waterlon, from then on work to support ."
"Have you ever seen soone who, after finding a path to success, doesn't keep it to themselves and quietly makes a fortune, but sincerely teaches others?
What a joke.
Most of those who say they want you to pay a hefty tuition fee to then teach you hand-in-hand how to make money are swindlers.
For instance, there was that Online Financial Street group so ti ago, a bunch of 'economists' ford an 'investnt stock recomndation group', charging people to learn how to make money from the stock market.
Smart as I am, I imdiately saw through that they're not... good people!
These guys can't fool a scamr like ; I certainly wouldn't fall for such a bad deal, maybe just exchange so scam insights another day."
Though the Dung Eater One-Eyed Owl thought this, he didn't say it out loud.
If he voluntarily removes the veil, the "Herding Humans" effect would disappear in an instant.
It would be equivalent to negating his years of relentless brainwashing of those "Zealots", and everyone in the Pirate Group would rebel on the spot.
Moreover, having risen to the position of Fourth Order Marshal in the "Survivor King" pirate ranks, he certainly wouldn't believe that this sudden puppet appearing on the battlefield is so genuinely innocent child.
Nor does he believe that answering the other's questions honestly would end well.
"Where did this little brat co from? Get lost!"
Shouting harshly, at the sa ti stepping back instinctively, making a defensive stance with great vigilance.
anwhile, he opened the Spiritual Vision imdiately.
Under the Spiritual Vision, the puppet calling itself [Pinocchio] drastically changed its appearance.
A heavy, extre ominous aura on its body had already transford into a black-red cloud.
The originally wooden puppet body was bloodstained, and aside from wood, there were bones, flesh, organs, hair... all sorts of creepy "raw materials".
It seed pieced together with bloody parts from an unknown number of bodies.
Every seam on its body was hiding countless wailing ghostly faces, who knows how many people this thing had killed before.
The sticky stench of blood on its body nearly suffocated this old sea dog, who equally had killed many.
anwhile, dozens of thread-like tendrils resembling pork tapeworms or tentacles grew from the puppet's joints, stretching upwards into the void, clenched in an invisible hand.
The little boy was just a facade; the puppet with strings was the essence.
"Hiss—!"
Seeing its true form, the One-Eyed Owl imdiately gasped.
Compared to this eerie, sinister thing, that [Gigantic Kind Sea Monster · King Ribbonfish] seed kind and endearing.
"Go to hell! Mad God's Descent!"
Followed by a roar.
Inside the stern of the [Suffering Cathedral], built to resemble a church, the golden-shining Cyclops bronze statue suddenly opened its lone eye (Chapter 472).
The eye was surprisingly a normal fleshy one, making people suspect that the One-Eyed Owl didn't lose it to injury, but dug it out himself to place here.
This was indeed the case.
His title ability [Great Impurity] allowed him to transfer various ingested pollutants, artificially creating various Fallen Ones or Cursed Objects.
Among them, his most proud work was this Bronze Statue.
It also entrusted with his lone eye, all the "Zealots'" Mind Wish Power and most pollutants' "Self God"!
Others need to awaken the Self God in three steps: "Flow State", "Divine Sight", "Self God".
But the Dung Eater bypassed the "Divine Sight" prerequisite through his title ability, blazing a new trail.
This was his most powerful Guardian Beast and a final trump card he kept up his sleeve.
A blood-red halo exploded atop the Bronze Statue's head.
The left half of its body and intact left eye remained a golden majestic human form, while the right half and blinded right eye seed burnt by high heat, grotesquely black like a demon.
Boom!!!
Slight squatting, then the whole being burst through the stern like a cannonball, crashing heavily, slamming towards the puppet Pinocchio.
With straight fists, the rain curtain exploded into mist under the air blast ring, more intensely than a coastal defense shell fired at point-blank range.
In the "Mad God's Descent" state, the strongest primal instinct at the top of the food chain dominated the body, and without weighing options, the instinctive attack was the best.
Even a farr who knew nothing about combat skills would instantly transform into a martial master upon grasping this ability.
Compared to the sa fourth-order Beast Tar [Blue Hair] Barbarossa Halding, this disgrace to the fourth order, the One-Eyed Owl fought his way up and was evidently much stronger.
However.
Facing the Dung Eater's astonishing strike that revealed the trump card, Pinocchio rely wiggled its finger, opened its mouth showing rows of sharp white teeth, and mockingly said, "Incorrect answer. Please accept punishnt!
One, two, three..."
Crack!
The Dung Eater suddenly heard a bizarre noise from inside his body. Just as he was about to withdraw, he horrifically found his body extra sluggish as if it had rusted.
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