The Black Book

In a daze, Feng Zhaobai looked at Zhu Haomiao with complicated eyes, vaguely understanding Wang Hua's mood.

You really deserve to die! ! ! ! !

It’s also [God’s destiny], why are you so good? ! !

But as a mature hegemonic transcendent, Feng Zhaobai [Dao Xin] is tenacious. After a brief emotional imbalance, he quickly adjusted his mentality and regained his composure.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Just come over. I have something to tell you."

Seeing Feng Zhaobai's serious look, Zhu Haomiao cheered up slightly.

"you say."

"The third stage of the Ascension Tournament has begun. It is a camp confrontation, with the Sino-Japanese War as the background, and the location is on the peninsula!"

"What?!!"

His heart skipped a beat, and the young man asked subconsciously.

"Can you still play like this?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai gave him a strange look.

"We used to do this kind of thing all the time, the Civil War in the Chou Kingdom, the Crusades, the Hundred Years' War, the Thirty Years' War in Europe, the Han-Hungarian War..."

"Every time we encounter a similar Fantasyland organizing committee, they like to engage in camp confrontations. They call it an epic feeling, but in fact it means that real-life audiences have a sense of involvement, the ratings are high, and they can also engage in gambling."

"…………"

Seeing the young man's speechless expression, Feng Zhaobai laughed and raised the corners of his mouth.

"A little disillusioned?"

"Well... I originally thought that the Ascension Tournament was very high-end, but I didn't expect..."

"Didn't you expect it smells like copper?"

"Um."

"Haha, there is not so much idealism in this world, everything must be bowed to practical interests."

"The Olympic Organizing Committee was like this, FIFA was like this, and the Ascension Tournament Organizing Committee is like this now..."

Listening to Feng Zhaobai's faint whisper, Zhu Haomiao was filled with emotions.

So true!

The extraordinary beings in the first heaven are far from being detached. Perhaps only when they reach the middle heaven or even the high heaven can they truly get rid of the cause and effect of reality and overlook all living beings with a transcendent attitude!

Seeing Zhu Haomiao's lowered eyebrows in deep thought, Feng Zhaobai smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"However, this time the schedule is slightly special and also includes some other factors to consider..."

"Other considerations?"

"Well, a certain superpower is dissatisfied with the war that happened decades ago and wants to regain its position, but it does not dare to turn its back in reality, so it can only promote a 'bloodless' war in the fantasy realm."

Zhu Haomiao suddenly understood as his eyes moved, and then he frowned again.

"We have no objection?"

Pursing his lips meaningfully, Feng Zhaobai shook his head.

"It's better to say that it suits me..."

"We also need a chance, a chance to shake the majesty of the old king!"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhaobai suddenly remembered something and curled up his lips with a smile.

"The one who really reacted fiercely was South Korea. The peninsula was a chessboard a few decades ago, and it is still a chessboard a few decades later. The strong foreign propaganda for so many years has instantly become a joke."

"Their self-esteem was a bit morbid in the first place, but now they broke through their defenses and performed many hysterical and confusing operations... such as clamoring to make the commander of the Ugly Kingdom kneel down to apologize..."

"In comparison, Xiao Baga is much more sensible. He knows that gods can't get involved in fights. The most he can do is complain in a weird way."

"However, when both powers want to fight, no one cares about the opinions of the two colonies."

"A weak country has no diplomacy~"

Seeing Feng Zhaobai lamenting and sighing, Zhu Haomiao was slapping his mouth. For the first time, he felt that the geopolitical contradictions in reality extended into the fantasy world!

After saying this, Feng Zhaobai sighed and patted the young man on the shoulder, his eyes filled with expectation.

"Go ahead, the battlefield is where you can show off your skills."

Stop messing around in the country!

Secretly complaining, Feng Zhaobai felt a sense of relief inexplicably, as if a huge burden had been lifted.

Finally, we have to send this scourge abroad...

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao also felt a sense of excitement and expectation in his heart, and nodded vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, after discussing some details with Feng Zhaobai, Zhu Haomiao left decisively and ran straight to the dock.

"Wilson, is the cruise ready?"

"Both people and ships are ready and waiting for your arrival at any time."

"very good!"

Cutting off the mental connection, Zhu Haomiao followed Wilson's guidance to a British exclusive pier. In the distance, he saw a huge and gorgeous cruise ship floating on the sea like a hill.

"My lord."

Wilson, in a crisp suit, came forward, like a competent butler, respectfully guiding the young man onto the red carpet.

"It's a bit too high-profile. From now on, keep everything simple."

Noticing the curious looks of some people on the pier, Zhu Haomiao pulled up his hood to cover his face and strode onto the cruise ship.

"As commanded."

Wilson followed the young man step by step and whispered to him about the car at his feet.

"According to your previous instructions, we have prepared this high-speed cruise ship. It will only take two or three days to reach the Koryo Peninsula from the capital city."

"In addition, the chef team on board the ship is also a royal chef hired at a high price. There are more than 100 service staff on the entire cruise ship, who can meet any of your needs."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao glanced at him with a complicated expression.

Any needs?

There is something in your words, kid!

Could it be that the top lady of the brothel is also brought here?

I just mentioned the logistics requirements casually, but I didn’t expect you to make them so exaggerated...

Such a big cruise ship serves me alone...

So decadent!

With a long sigh, Zhu Haomiao touched his shriveled stomach and smacked his lips.

"It just so happens that I woke up and haven't eaten yet."

"I'll arrange for the kitchen to prepare food right away."

Woo~~~~~

As the boy walked into the cabin restaurant to eat, the deep sound of the whistle rose to the sky, and the cruise ship weighing thousands of tons slowly left the port of Magic City and headed north.

A few hours later, Zhu Haomiao, who had eaten and drunk enough, lay on the magnificent and luxurious bed, untied the sword at his waist and threw it aside.

Smacking his lips, savoring the taste of the feast, the boy couldn't help but nod slightly.

Not worse than the chef team of [Xinghualou], just the taste of the dishes they are good at is slightly different, and the extraordinary nutrition is basically at the same level.

Touching the refilled four-dimensional stomach, Zhu Haomiao narrowed his eyes and thought about whether to continue [Pupation] breakthrough.

The closer he got to the war, the more he wanted to push all his skills to the limit.

But there was obviously not enough time, so he could only choose the most important breakthrough, and then see how intense the war was before making a decision...

I heard that it was normal for this kind of faction competition to last for several virtual years. In such a long war, it was impossible for him not to [transform] all the time.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Haomiao decided to follow the established plan. He would not rush to get involved when he arrived at the front line, but would first find out the situation.

With a thought, the gray-white silk thread snaked out from the void, wrapping the boy in a layer invisible to the naked eye.

Typhoon Gemei seems to be about to land, brothers along the coast, please be safe|ω｀)