Zongman: A Traveling Journey Starting from the Supreme

Saigo noticed Momonga's unconcealable emotion and said it funny.

It's just that his smile is treacherous, which makes people tremble.

Like Momonga, who pays attention to emotions, is a good guy, and has a neither extreme nor stubborn personality, even if someone doesn't like him, he won't hate him.

At least after Xixiang was reborn in this world, he spent 12 years with Momonga in the game, and he still liked this good guy.

"Hey, hey Zaratul, don't slander me like that, why did I cry!"

Momonga's terrifying skeletal head hastily shook his head, refusing to admit his agitation just now.

However, the brief chat with Xixiang warmed Momonga's heart.

Back then when all the members of Ainz-Wur-Gon were there, everyone was laughing and joking, chatting and farting like this.

At this time Xixiang also walked slowly to the huge throne and sat down, took out a book in his hand and flipped through it.

Momonga looked secretly and saw the book titled "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" in Xixiang's hand.

Momonga knew that this book was written by a German philosopher named Nietzsche about 200 years ago.

The reason why he knew this was not because Momonga was very knowledgeable, but because Xixiang had been reading this book all the time, which made Momonga look it up on the Internet out of curiosity.

"Zaratul, are you going offline soon, or are you going to stay here until the server is shut down?"

Momonga's scarlet eyes were tinged with hope, and asked cautiously.

"I'll stay with you until the customs server, anyway, the time to leave the customs server is not long."

Xixiang glanced at the countdown timer on his interface, and said casually.

Hearing Xixiang's words, Momonga's inner emotions were tinged with joy, his mind jumped up, he tried hard to think, and began to find a topic.

"Heiluo Heiluo went online just now, but he went offline again after a few minutes. It can be seen that he is very tired in reality."

Momonga sighed and said that he understood Heiluo Heiluo's early offline.

As a social animal, as a screw in this 'cyberpunk' society, Momonga feels the same about Helo Helo's exhaustion.

"By the way, Helo Heluo said that there might be Yggdrasills2, if there is, Zaratul, would you like to come and play together?"

Momonga thought of something at this moment, and said hastily.

Xixiang closed the book in his hand. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "...I haven't heard of the game development of Yggdrasills2."

Hearing this, Momonga felt lost for a while.

"That's right, it seems that Hei Luo Hei Luo got the fake news."

Momonga trusted Saigo's words very much.

He knew that Xixiang should be a person of great social status in the real world, since even he said so, it must be true.

"You don't have to be like this, Feishu. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. There is no feast that lasts forever."

"...In any case, we laughed and laughed together, and spent so many years of happy time in this game."

"This emotion will be engraved in the bottom of my heart, and it will be recalled occasionally. It is also the most important memory in our life."

Xixiang comforted Momonga.

He knew that Momonga actually wanted to regroup Ainz-Wur-Gon in other games, but Saigo knew it was just a delusion.

It is impossible for a person to live in the game all his life, especially after having a family, the game time must always be put aside.

Those members of Anzi Urgon have long been scattered, just like Saigo said, they have become precious memories.

"Actually, I understand, Zaratul, but sometimes I still don't want to be reconciled."

Momonga lowered his head and said bitterly.

At this time, Xixiang changed the subject and said: "...I remember hearing you complain about your real job when we met last time. Are you still doing that job now?"

"Yeah, I'm still working on it. Zarath, you also know that the unemployment rate is so high now that it's not easy to have a job. No matter how tired you are, you have to keep going."

Momonga felt a headache when he heard Saigo mention the real world.

One of the reasons why he cared so much about Ainz Ooal Gown was because he wanted to escape from reality.

"In that case, please give me your contact information. I will contact you after you log out and help you change to a high-paying, easy and simple job."

Saigo said lazily while leaning on the huge throne chair.

"Would this...wouldn't be very good, and would it cause you trouble?"

Momonga was pleasantly surprised, and his tone trembled a little.

"No trouble, it's a trivial matter. We are friends who have known each other for nearly 12 years. It is only natural to do a little favor to a friend."

Xixiang waved his hand indifferently.

Momonga was deeply moved.

If it weren't for the current environment, he would have rushed over and hugged Xixiang's thigh and shouted loudly: "...Big brother, take me!"

There is nothing embarrassing about this, and there is nothing shameful about it, because he has done this in the past games.

Momonga also sighed, as expected, Zaratul is also a big boss in reality.

In today's society, those who can easily do this kind of thing are those who really hold power.

The two started chatting like this, and when the countdown to closing the server was still 5 minutes away, both Xixiang and Momonga fell silent in unison.

Momonga looked at the countdown with a dazed expression, feeling reluctant but also relieved.

He didn't feel too much sadness and loneliness in his heart, because this time he had friends to accompany him to the end.

Xixiang looked at the book in his hand again, but his attention was not on the book, he just stared at the countdown, feeling very uneasy.

This is the second world he traveled through.

In the world called Hakoniwa, after "died" in the experiment called "The Third Star Particle Body", Xixiang traveled to here.

It's still a baby, but this time it's unlucky, it didn't travel to the rich and powerful family, but became a low-level figure in society.

To Xixiang's surprise, he didn't start from scratch this time. The mysterious thing called "the third star particle body" has been flowing in his blood.

Although the "Third Star Particle Body" did not bring Xixiang any destructive power, it also brought him a physique and intelligence beyond ordinary people.

Although the overall social environment in this time-traveled world is too gloomy, but with this golden finger, he thinks that he can easily become a master.

With longing and hope for the future, Xixiang lived like this for more than ten years.

Even in this world where the class is extremely solidified, he has completed the continuous jump of the class by virtue of his impressive intelligence.

It was at Xixiang that he set a goal for himself, and after he gained enough power, he began to study the "third star particle body" in his blood.

When he was in the laboratory, he heard from his father that this thing was related to the third type of perpetual motion machine.

It just so happens that the world I live in today is experiencing an energy crisis.

As long as he develops the third type of perpetual motion machine, he will become the savior of mankind, completely rewrite human civilization, and at the same time gain the highest prestige and power.

This is the goal Xixiang set for himself, to become the 'emperor' of mankind!

But the appearance of the game 'Yggdrasills' interrupted Saigo's goal, and he found himself in the world of "overlord"!

This anime Saigo has only watched the first season. Although I don't understand the content after that, I still know the basic setting.

Under such circumstances, he entered the game as a matter of course, joined Ainzi Urgong, and spared no expense, cared and willingly.

At the same time, with his consciousness and physical reaction speed that surpassed ordinary people, he became the world champion for five consecutive times, gaining great prestige and benefits.

Even Xixiang was thinking about whether he could use practical means to directly modify the game data.

In the end, however, the idea fell through.

Under the social environment at that time, the first to release virtual games in response to the calls of governments around the world were the big chaebols of various countries.

Even if Xixiang's wisdom is far beyond that of ordinary people, in this extremely class-solidified society, it will take at least five to ten years in Xixiang's opinion to reach that level.

It's just that Xixiang somehow feels that there seems to be some kind of 'will', some kind of 'reason' preventing him from doing so.

So he can't accomplish this goal in the 12 years of the game.

He even had a premonition that those values ​​in this game were not game data, but his power itself!

In this game, he just realized his power into numbers, even if it is changed, it is useless.

"Forget it, if the game data is really tampered with, maybe things like time travel will never happen again."

"...Compared to the weight of despair in the reality of this world, the world of sword and magic is more interesting."

"If you don't succeed in traveling this time, it's a big deal to continue to study the 'third type of perpetual motion machine'."

Xixiang thought of this in his heart, and the anxiety in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Anyway, regardless of whether he can cross again this time, he has paved the way for himself.

Besides this game, Xixiang has another biggest secret, which is related to the dark space where his consciousness was originally located.

23:59:10, 9——

Looking at the countdown on the screen, Momonga looked at Xixiang and said, "...Then Zaratul, shall we contact reality later?"

"...By the way, I've known you for so long, but I still don't know your real name."

Momonga touched his big bald head and said embarrassedly.

"Xixiang!"

Xixiang said loudly.

At the same time, the number on the timer changed to 0:00:00.

"Ok?"

Momonga found that he was not kicked off the assembly line forcibly, and the number on the timer continued to go backwards.

'What's going on, is it a server delay? '

Momonga thought hesitantly.

But at this time, the expression on Xixiang's devil face formed by the black flames changed slightly.

He clearly felt the power gushing out of his body.

That power is roaring, that power is crazy, as if Xixiang at this time can really bestow aging on all things, turning into one of the six great demons in Zoroastrianism!

At the same time, the 'third star particle body' that had been flowing slowly in his body in the past also suddenly became agitated at this time, flowing endlessly in his body.

With the surging of the 'third star particle body', 'energy' is produced from scratch!

Just when Xixiang was indulging in this sudden 'power', a pure and seductive female voice resounded between the throne in respect:

"...Do you have any orders? The two supreme masters!"

Xixiang came back to his senses, his head slowly looked to the side.

At this time, the beautiful pure white demon was drooping its head, with a faint smile on its lips.

This goddess-like beautiful sculpture is finally alive.

Xixiang put a hand on his chin, he stared at the pure white demon with interest for a while, his tone changed, and he gave a low and majestic order:

"...Come here, kneel before me, Albedo!".

Chapter 5 God Is Dead

(Thank you for your support of the new book!)

(However, I really can’t guarantee the update speed this time. After writing the book for so many years, my hands are really a bit useless, and I have serious occupational diseases. Sorry~)

"Yes, Master Zaratul!"

Hearing Saigo's order that almost trampled on her self-esteem completely, Albedo didn't hesitate at all.

The beautiful pure white demon responded respectfully, and walked lightly in lotus steps wearing the gown that showed its figure to the fullest.

Albedo's steps were light and graceful, like a gentle and refined lady.

Wearing white silk gloves on her slender jade hands, she walked in front of Xixiang like this, bent her infinitely beautiful waist, and knelt down on the ground with a five-body bow.

A faint fragrance came to the nostrils, and the seductive fragrance made the black flame that formed the body of Xixiang's demon shake slightly.