Chapter 246
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Chapter 246: The King of Tatsumi City
“A transcendent being at the Crown level… Oh, they actually chose me?”
Maryse was dumbfounded. She vaguely recalled that it had been a hundred years since a transcendent being at the Crown level had emerged in her family.
As the age-old saying goes, in any faction within the world of Noah, the Crown level is an existence that cannot be underestimated.
However, nowadays, at least in Babel Tower, Maryse couldn’t help but feel that the notion of a “Crown level” transcendent being was becoming commonplace, like comparing carrots to cabbages.
The main reason for this shift lies in the contribution of the “Library of Ruina.”
In the world of Noah, there are numerous transcendent beings whose power is confined within the realm of Potential Crown level. For most transcendents, finding a suitable Crown Ceremony is no easy task. Moreover, the difficulty levels of various Crown Ceremonies vary significantly.
The Crown Ceremony that Mu Ling experienced seems to be much more challenging than Bai Yan’s. However, even so, her ceremony was carefully chosen from thousands of suitable ones for her by the Library of Ruina, and it still falls under the category of moderately challenging in terms of ascension difficulty.
Some Crown Ceremonies require intricate steps that may take centuries or even millennia to complete. Others, at the very first threshold, demand life-threatening crises.
For most transcendents who lack support and haven’t joined any influential factions, the only way to break through to the Crown level is by spending years searching, wasting time on complex and difficult ceremonies. Their chances of success are low, with success rates as low as one to two percent—or even lower.
Without the support of “the Library of Ruina,” many transcendents struggle not only to discern the suitability of the Crown Ceremony but also to understand its success rate. Hard work often goes in vain, and ascending to the Crown on the first attempt is an extremely rare occurrence.
In the mainstream consciousness of the Otherworlds, it is considered a fortunate endeavor for Potential Crown transcendents to aspire to ascend to the esteemed rank of Crown, as it requires an immense investment of time and energy.
Maryse gazed at Mu Ling, who had already reached the Crown level, her expression growing increasingly excited. She exclaimed loudly, “Great! I will strive for it. So, what do I need to do?”
[You will naturally know when the time comes.]
Bai Yan didn’t elaborate on the details, intending to teach Maryse separately in the future.
According to the theory of “Silent Mastery,” if he were to blabber about tedious rituals here, it would surely diminish the air of mystique! So, Bai Yan had no intention of saying more.
Next, Amy and two new members of Babel Tower introduced the forums they had developed.
However, the Queen of the Scarlet Moon had some difficulty understanding the internet, so she simply turned away with an indifferent expression, signaling her rejection.
“I’ve already said it, I don’t want to be involved in the affairs of Babel Tower!”
Amy silently complained in her mind, “If you didn’t want to be involved, why were you attentively listening to me explain the usage earlier?”
Ganis, a sinner born in the wilderness, had never used any internet products and completely failed to comprehend this new technology. Fortunately, he had strong learning abilities, so after a while, he understood quite a bit.
However, a problem arose. As a slave, Ganis didn’t possess a mobile phone. In fact, both mobile phones and the internet were prohibited in the Kingdom of Dark Light.
“It’s not a problem at all. Here, take this thing.”
Amy’s wheelchair extended a newly replaced steel mechanical arm. It swiftly reached out toward Ganis.
The movement speed of the mechanical arm was rapid, as it extended a needle-like object from its tip, seemingly attempting to pierce into Ganis’ body.
However, Ganis instinctively reached out and grabbed the mechanical arm with tremendous force. Fearing damage to the arm, Amy hurriedly spoke, “Do not resist, I simply wish to implant micro-machines inside your body for communication purposes.”
Ganis, utterly distrustful of these so-called new companions, coldly refused. “Forget it. I don’t need anything from you now. Thank you for your kindness.”
Amy shook her head, understanding his thoughts, and refrained from pushing further.
She nodded and said, “Alright, alright, I understand… Do the others have anything they desire? I have brought quite a few items from the Night Union, perhaps we can make an exchange.”
Maryse leaned in immediately, whispering softly, “Amy, dear, do you happen to have a potion that can instantaneously mature living organisms? For example, one that could directly transform an A cup into an E cup…”
“Uh.”
Amy fell into contemplation and shook her head. “The Night Union’s beauty industry surely possesses such biotechnologies, but unfortunately, I don’t have them in my possession at the moment.”
“I do have a drug that allows instant resistance to most toxins and enhances physical prowess, along with military-grade computer compartments integrated with the new ‘magic chip,’ and advanced electronic eyes yet to be announced by Noy Military. Lastly, there’s this form-fitting GT reinforced battle suit, which grants agile mobility and formidable defense once worn…”
But the little one clearly showed no interest in any of these.
“Do you have something that can make someone’s chest smaller?”
The murmuring sound of Maryse grew increasingly faint.
Amy was left dumbfounded. What is this person trying to do?
“No!”
“Do you have a machine that can steal body parts from others?”
“Still no! Is this just science fiction?”
Maryse let out a sigh, disdainfully saying, “Sigh, you really have nothing at all.”
“You’re so useless.”
Maryse shook her head and turned away.
“I…” Amy was slightly choked and, for a moment, surprisingly didn’t know what to say.
She could only imagine Maryse being inserted into the works she loved to read!
Just then, the round and massive slime crawled over.
“Hmm?”
Amy was completely stunned. At first, she even thought this slime was someone’s pet.
Until she noticed the imprint of Babel Tower on the surface, she realized it was also a member of Babel Tower.
She cautiously asked, “Do you wish to exchange something with me?”
Slime, “(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ Gulu!”
It started dry heaving, seemingly trying to cough something up for trade.
Amy watched with an unhealthy complexion, feeling an ominous sense of foreboding.
“Wait, don’t! Stay away, please, no!”
The meeting concluded.
The Kingdom of Dark Light
Annottales, District Seven.
In the collective bathroom of the underground abattoir, the dark mist reappeared once again.
While there was still time, Ganis had already been brought back by the “Savior.”
Within the dense black mist, a man who resembled a deity stood with his head held high, his demeanor proud.
The other sinners quickly stood up and surrounded him. His good comrade, Steel Fist, was the first to inquire, shouting, “Ganis! Where exactly did you go just now? Could it be that you’ve already departed from the abattoir?”
“Indeed, how did you suddenly vanish? Did you manage to find a way to escape?”
“What is that black mist, Ganis?”
“Is it true about what you said about the Savior?”
Everyone was buzzing with inquiries. The miraculous scene just now made people believe. Perhaps, in the wilderness, the Savior of the Persecuted truly exists!
On the contrary, Ganis himself felt a flicker of doubt in his heart. Among the members of Babel Tower, everyone except himself and Mr. Profligate was surprisingly composed of “citizens of the city”!
Believing the slime to be a summon of a certain member, Ganis fell into contemplation. Does a mysterious organization, whose main body consists of “citizens of the city,” truly deserve his belief? He must lead all the Persecuted to obtain dignity, carefully weighing the dangers and opportunities.
Every choice one makes does not affect only oneself, but the future of all the Persecuted!
However, Ganis soon realized one thing: he currently had no power of choice!
The only thing he could gamble on was leading everyone aboard the chariot of Babel Tower! Even if it meant becoming cannon fodder, it was better than rotting away here!
Upon realizing this, he felt a sense of relief.
In fact, Ganis, as a visionary leader with grand ideals, possessed remarkable psychological resilience, positioning him as one of the foremost members of Babel Tower.
With a faint smile, he addressed everyone, saying, “I will inform you all about the situation in the future, I promise you.”
As the time arrived, Ganis paused before continuing, “Let’s all put on our clothes and return to our dormitories. If we’re late, we’ll be subjected to punishments.”
“No, you have forgotten,” Chloe remarked.
Chloe shook her head and calmly said, “Today is the day for medical examinations, there’s no need to dress up for now.”
“Oh, right, I forgot about it.” Ganis nodded slightly, contemplating whether accepting what the “Cybertyrant” had offered would inadvertently lead to exposure during the medical examination.
Just then, he sensed something amiss, as though something was in his hair.
No, it wasn’t an illusion!
Just at that moment, the guards entered.
“All individuals are to line up properly and await the medical examination! Hurry up!”
The warden, clad in heavy black armor with a helmet that concealed every inch of skin except for his piercing gaze, commanded the sinners to divide into groups.
Except for Ganis, no one noticed a tiny robot fly out from his hair.
What was this?
Ganis furrowed his brow, recognizing it as something placed by a member of Babel Tower, most likely the “Cybertyrant.”
In no time, the small robot vanished without a trace.
Suddenly, the warden gazed at Ganis with a chilling stare.
He approached slowly, his black armor clanking with each step. In a deep, resonant tone, he said, “You’ve done well, our esteemed champion Ganis, heh heh.”
Ganis remained remarkably composed, his psychological fortitude on full display. Calmly, he shook his head and said, “I don’t understand, Mr. Warden. What do you mean?”
The warden’s sharp gaze lingered for a moment before he slowly uttered, “I can’t help but feel that you’re not training slaves, but attempting to train an army… Perhaps it’s just my imagination, but why do you need to be so serious?”
“Is it necessary to be so harsh on the sinners? I’ve seen the conditions at the abattoirs in every district, and among all the sinner slaves, only you show such vitality and spirit.”
Ganis responded nonchalantly, “Because I want to appease the organizers here. Only by delivering a flawless performance during the New Year celebration can we receive favorable treatment.”
“I don’t think there’s anything
suspicious or problematic.
You may be overthinking it.”
After a brief silence, the
warden refrained from
commenting further. However,
his voice grew more somber,
resonating through the helmet:
“Champion, you show no fear
of me, nor do you dread
death… My intuition tells me
that someone as composed as
you is dangerous.”
“If you weren’t a coveted star
contestant in the abattoir, I
would have killed you by now…
What a pity.”
The warden gradually
approached, leaning in close,
whispering, “You must
remember, a sinner can only be
a sinner, and in the Kingdom
of Dark Light, you are nothing
more than a slave. This is the
god’s mercy… In reality, you
have no purpose for
existence.”
“It was your collusion with the
Outer God that sought to
destroy our world. The current
state of affairs is your
deserved punishment.”
“If you dare resist, you will lose
everything completely!”
Ganis merely smiled,
remaining silent.
Behold, people of the city, just
wait and see. What we will lose
is nothing but shackles and
prisons!
Bai Yan still lingered in
Herendor, occasionally
appearing in the library and
other classrooms, unnoticed
by anyone regarding his true
existence.
Now, he boldly sat in the front
row of that esteemed
professor’s classroom,
nonchalantly playing with his
cellphone. Everyone perceived
this as normal, their minds
controlled by a powerful force,
so no one found it
objectionable.
The professor, still teaching,
had long ceased thinking of
Bai Yan as a student.
Bai Yan organized the “Non-
core Operators” among his
subordinates, realizing the
importance of these peripheral
members.
Currently, among the five major
families and the Tatsumi City
Demon Hunt Agency, only two
individuals can be classified as
“Potential Crown” level
extraordinaires: the
rejuvenated Count Gallard and
Raven Reaper·Mo, the current
director of the Demon Hunt Agency.
Besides that, Babel Tower’s
loyal forces include over
twenty awakening-level
individuals with valuable
combat prowess. However,
only a handful truly have an
impact in the Doomsday Crisis,
and the rest are still evolving
toward complete
transcendence.
“…”
The whole sequence continued
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