After Transmigration, I Hide Behind the Scenes

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Overnight, I transmigrated into a superpower world similar to Earth. The protagonist Yuan Honggang a...

Chapter 335 What to do when your child is disobedient

After I beat Nezha up, he sobered up a lot. The creatures I summon aren't usually particularly wicked, since they're already influenced by my personality.

Nezha was just disturbed by his own demonic orb and the evil energy he absorbed when he first arrived, so he acted like a mad dog, biting anything he saw and ignoring what anyone said.

I beat him up, dispelling the condensed evil energy, and he was fine afterward. At most, he'll just be a bit irritable, easily angered, and impatient.

But it will never be chaotic. The summoned creatures this time are the complete opposite of the last one. This one is too noisy, while the one summoned last time seemed to be a robot.

I carried the two little ones, one in each hand, back to the forward base. This was a very fruitful trip.

Both the Demon Orb and the Spirit Orb are divine weapons with abundant energy, but the two little ones had too much energy taken away, which is why their bodies were restricted.

After they absorb the energy for a while, they will be able to return to normal bodies, and their abilities will no longer be limited. I've discovered that now.

As long as the offerings are of high quality, I can directly summon experts from the fifth realm, which should be related to my immortal body.

However, due to insufficient energy, some people will experience temporary limitations, but they will recover in the future. It's just that now that the quantity has increased, I'm starting to face quality issues again.

Like this attack, apart from my personal involvement, none of my subordinates could handle it. If Hatotaki grows stronger in the future, perhaps he can deal with it because of the elemental advantage.

But it will take at least two hundred years for her to grow to the point where she can deal with that beast-headed serpent. By then, a casual strike from me might be enough to kill a whole bunch of those things.

I looked at these problem children with annoyance. The three high monks, unless given orders, usually remained completely still while chanting scriptures.

The remaining two little ones, led by Nezha, kept causing trouble everywhere, while Ao Bing kept apologizing to people and chasing after Nezha to play around.

The Evil Emperor looked at me and asked, "Will all the monsters you summon in the future be like this?" This Dongyi is really strange. Both times I've summoned them, they've been in this bizarre situation. I must remember this next time and avoid it.

I set rules for myself, but things still needed to be arranged. The current defenses of the forward base were sufficient, protected by the Buddhist kingdoms of the three eminent monks.

Ordinary force wouldn't be enough to break through, but I discovered that there were still a large number of second-stage innate martial artists inside the base.

It's giving me a real headache. Just now, a sudden attack caught several innate martial artists off guard.

Their mind has become distorted; they've started attacking those around them without distinguishing friend from foe.

Everyone knows that this distortion is irreversible, and all they can do is tearfully shoot the person who caused the problem.

It was heartbreaking to see. Those who came through this ordeal must have had incredibly strong willpower, which I think is even rarer than those with exceptional talent.

Otherwise, it would be ridiculous to have spent so much effort raising an ungrateful wretch. So I stepped forward and began to address everyone: "From now on, all personnel with combat power below the third realm are to return home. Only those at the third realm and above can participate in this great battle."

Everyone understood why I said that, and although many of them felt bad about it, no one stood up to object.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat somber, I spoke up again to offer some encouragement: "If you have the will, turn your grief and anger into motivation."

We should strive to train hard so we can participate in the next battle, instead of wasting our precious lives here. After all, there is hope as long as we are alive.