Chapter 147
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Chapter 147: The Wealth-Bringing Dragon
“Why are you so stubborn?”
The God of Theater said, “The past is set, but the future is always changing.”
“So why be sad about it?”
“If you really don’t want to end up alone in the future, then work hard to improve your Level and combat power. Why not go ahead and take out the Earth Deities of the Magic Clan before things get worse?”
The Fighting God’s eyes lit up at these words. That’s right!
If he becomes strong enough, the tragic future can be avoided!
He’s different from others—he has the ability to fight above his Level!
So, if he reaches the peak of the Emperor Level and heads to the dangerous areas of the Arrow Realm, he can just take down the Earth Deities one by one, right?
Besides, if he truly gains unmatched power, would the Arrow Realm even dare to challenge him?
The root of all problems lies in his lack of strength.
“God of Theater, I want to explore the Arrow Realm.”
The Fighting God looked at the God of Theater and spoke up.
The God of Theater chuckled and said, “If you want to go, then go!”
“Really? I can go?”
“Go! Use your strengths. We all need to work together, play to our strengths, and cover each other’s weaknesses to have a stronger say in the future.”
“Alright!”
The Fighting God gave a slight nod, glanced at the group, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and then turned to leave the Theater World.
The Star God and the God of Theater were right—he just needed to focus on what he did best.
His comrades would handle the rest.
Besides, staying here wasn’t doing much good.
No matter how things unfolded, he was still alive, even with the bleak future and grim scenes predicted by the Wealth God.
His fate was tough, so listening to all this felt like a waste of time.
“What did Fighting God mean by that gesture?”
After the Fighting God left, the Wind God suddenly asked, “Was that… some kind of ancient etiquette?”
Beside him, the Star God said softly, “Maybe the moment called for it. Fighting God clasped his hands to express his inner emotions.”
“Let him go fight and level up!”
“We’ll leave him to it. Let’s get back to our discussion.”
With that, the Star God turned to Su Wen and said, “God of Martial Arts, I think the Shadow God has a point.”
“If you hadn’t foreseen the Shadow God’s situation thirty years from now, the Shadow God… might not be any better off than the rest of us.”
The Wind God’s mouth twitched as he said, “So, in thirty years, we’re pretty much wiped out?”
The Star God sighed and replied, “From what we can see now, it looks that way.”
Even though the Fighting God will remain for the next thirty years,
it’s undeniable that his combat power is unmatched.
But if only the Fighting God is left, there’s basically no hope for Huaxia.
Perhaps the most he can do is protect the last fragile seedling of Huaxia civilization from extinction.
The strength and knowledge of the Arrow Realm are simply too overwhelming.
The two sides might not even exist on the same plane.
“Nietzsche once said, ‘Life has no purpose, only a process; the so-called ultimate purpose is nothingness,’”
the Shadow God spoke up. “So I don’t think we need to feel sorrow.”
“We should use the knowledge from the future to seize the present and change the future!”
“Even if the future ends in destruction, we’ll still have the beautiful memories of our struggle to cherish.”
Su Wen couldn’t help but glance at the Shadow God as he quoted Nietzsche again.
What’s going on with him?
Did he turn into some kind of melancholic, artsy type after emotional trauma?
Is this… sad literature or something?
“That’s right. As long as we’ve fought, it’s meaningful,”
the Star God said with a smile. “And before we die, we’ll stand on the front lines to shield our nation. After we’re gone… all we can do is trust those who come after us.”
“God of Martial Arts, don’t you think I’m right?”
Truthfully, he’s a rationalist.
And rationalists care more about results than the process.
If the result is good, even if the journey is full of hardship and pain, he’s willing to endure it all for that beautiful outcome.
But if the result is unacceptable, then no matter how fulfilling or memorable the process was, what’s the point?
“I believe our future will be bright,”
Su Wen said after a moment of silence. “And the journey of our struggle will be something to remember.”
“Both the process and the outcome will keep getting better.”
Although this exploration of the sub-timelines brought some bad news,
compared to previous ones, this outcome is almost absurdly tragic.
But compared to the first exploration, when martial arts hadn’t even emerged yet, this sub-timeline’s result is already much better.
Most importantly, back then, it was only ten years later.
Without the early emergence of martial arts and the future insights from his explorations, Huaxia’s future would have seemed utterly hopeless.
Now, at least Huaxia hasn’t perished for another thirty years.
The Imperial Capital has also returned to Huaxia’s control.
It’s still a bit tragic, but it hasn’t reached an unbearable level.
At least… the Fighting God is still alive, right?
“Yes, everything will be fine…”
The Star God looked up at the sky, murmuring softly.
Beside him, the God of Theater smiled and said, “Alright, let’s get back to the point. What should we do with this Little White Dragon? Will it stay with me, or what’s the plan?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Ao Xiu, who was in the cage, immediately perked up.
To be honest, he had just listened to a lot of talk and had a rough idea of his current situation.
The one claiming to be his successor… the God of Martial Arts, seemed to have the ability to explore the future timeline, and had discovered that their country faced a grim fate.
In other words, the future wasn’t looking good.
Now that he was in the hands of this God of Martial Arts, and knowing that the other’s future was bleak, how could his own situation be any better?
Most importantly, they had obtained his information from the future.
So, was he being set up by his future self?
He felt so uneasy!
“If it’s not possible, let Ao Xiu join our organization!”
The Wind God looked at Ao Xiu and said with a smile, “When I go to school in the future, I’ll have Ao Xiu take me with him.”
“Riding a Dragon, how impressive is that!”
After saying this, the Wind God noticed the strange looks everyone was giving him and quickly added, “Of course, I’m just making a small suggestion.”
“After all, what could be more thrilling than flying on a Dragon?”
“From now on, Ao Xiu will be our organization’s public transportation. Hmm… a new type of public Dragon bus?”
“Alright! I’ll stop talking now, you all carry on.”
He didn’t have any grand thoughts; he just felt that having a majestic White Dragon take him to school would be quite a show.
“Keeping Ao Xiu here isn’t a good idea,”
the Star God said as he looked at Su Wen. “Do you have any thoughts? If not, I can come up with a solution.”
“After my last insight, I have some conceptual ideas for a Star Martial Arts production line.”
“So I’m planning to set up a Star Martial Arts workshop soon and have Ao Xiu help me keep an eye on things; that seems like a good idea.”
Upon hearing this, Su Wen smiled, and just as he was about to reply, he suddenly received a message from a golden ingot.
“God of Wealth!”
“This Little White Dragon is useful to you, and it has fortune backing it. Having it as a Money Dragon would be very beneficial for you.”
