Chapter 390 One Order, Multiple Receipts

"Oh no, Master, because the character setting in the last world didn't meet the standards, a fixed punishment character setting has been created."

After having too much fun, Fei Bai left the small world and transformed back into a Qilin. The first thing he noticed was this "worrying" fact.

"What kind of persona?"

Landis stretched, feeling his bones cracking. He had been slacking off for far too long in the last world, but it was definitely a great time.

"To be precise, it's not a persona..."

Wu Mo slapped him with his tiger paw, saying, "You're so slow."

Fei Bai turned and glared at him. Had he grown bold by not saying a word all this time?

In his mind, Fei Bai and Wu Mo had a full-blown fight, but on the surface, Fei Bai still began to explain without hesitation: "Because the fixed persona we've created is called 'King of Disguise.' We need to play different characters, and each character must have a different persona."

"This sounds really interesting!"

It was Wu Mo who actually said those words. Fei Bai looked at the little white tiger beside him with some surprise. He saw the little tiger's tail swaying back and forth, without any sign of worry.

"Indeed, it's quite interesting."

Landis smiled and echoed Wu Mo's words. Fei Bai then realized that he had been overthinking things. How could this be considered a punishment for the Great Demon King? It was more like a new toy.

Only a naive and innocent person can see things clearly. It's true that people who aren't very bright think simply, which is why they hit the mark with their master.

Fei Bai glanced at Wu Mo. Sure enough, the road to becoming the eldest brother was long and arduous. He would tolerate this naive and innocent girl for now, and once he had learned everything, hmph...

"Master, Master, there's an express order!"

Wu Mo had no idea what Fei Bai was thinking. He hadn't even had a moment of peace after returning to his own space when his ears suddenly perked up. He trotted over to Landis and tugged at his clothes with his paw.

“Express order,” Landis raised an eyebrow. “Please come in.”

"Okay!"

Soon, a somewhat familiar blue ball of light followed Fei Bai in.

"I have long admired your name."

The ball of light politely made a small gesture, but the blue light on its body would occasionally malfunction as if it had short-circuited.

Without Landis having to say a word, Fei Bai and Wu Mo took on the responsibility of entertaining the client.

Tell me, what are you doing this for, and what are you willing to sacrifice?

"I am the world consciousness of the Qing Dynasty 329 world. I was introduced here by my second and fourth brothers, who said that you guys are much more powerful than the System Bureau."

Even though they had already paid for the expedited service, Qing329 didn't rush to discuss the matter; instead, he started building relationships.

"Second Brother? Fourth Brother? Are you related in your world consciousness?" Wu Mo asked curiously.

“Hey,” Qing 329 said excitedly, “We’ve been waiting for this question. The world consciousness needs to band together too. We’re all in similar planes, so we’re naturally one family. My second brother is the Buddhist monk from the Beijing circle, and my fourth brother is the heartthrob Hongli.”

Upon hearing this, Fei Bai and Wu Mo exchanged a glance, realizing it really was an introduction from an "acquaintance."

But... Fei Bai looked the blue ball of light up and down, "Judging from your appearance, there seems to be something wrong with your little world, doesn't there?"

"Insightful eyes, very insightful indeed." Qing 329 smiled sheepishly. "As you all know, advancing in a small world is a hurdle; I've failed nine times already..."

"You're so persistent."

Wu Mo's words weren't sarcastic; they were genuine admiration. A small world only has a maximum of 10 chances to advance, and most world consciousnesses will give up after their third attempt. Each failure is a fatal blow to them, and by giving up, maintaining the status quo allows the small world to continue operating.

When they truly reach the end of their rope, they will choose to abandon this small world and give birth to a new one.

However, if it remains unsuccessful, the world consciousness will dissipate along with the annihilation of the smaller world.

Therefore, Qing329, who failed 9 times but clearly did not give up, can be said to truly love His little world.

“There’s no other way,” Qing 329, who had seemed very “street-smart” before, said sincerely and bluntly at this moment, “I can’t bear to give it up. I am a newly born world consciousness, a consciousness that was born with this world. I can’t give it up, so I came to find you. This is my last chance.”

"So, what do you want us to do for you?"

Landis spoke for the first time, looking with a hint of interest at the world consciousness before him, which was putting on a show of calm but was actually so fragile that it could be shattered with a single finger.

The light emanating from 329 grew fainter and fainter, but a human-like determination appeared on its expressionless face: "It's because my abilities are insufficient that my small world cannot advance... Therefore, I signed up for the Small World Fusion Competition."

"Are you crazy?"

Wu Mo blurted out, but seeing Fei Bai's surprised look, he realized that Fei Bai was a wild leader and he really didn't know such a secret.

It's fine if he doesn't know, but the master can't be unaware!

Wu Mo turned to Landis and explained earnestly, "The Small World Fusion Competition is a competition in which the world consciousnesses of many high-risk small worlds choose to merge into one large world. Then, the core figures of their respective small worlds compete, and the victorious small world consciousness can devour the consciousnesses of other worlds and become the master of the large world. The devoured world consciousnesses have no chance of being revived."

After saying that, Wu Mo looked at 329 with confusion, "But that's usually the choice of a small world's consciousness when it's on the verge of death, but you..."

"If I fail again, I will die."

“You can completely give up your last promotion. The annihilation of the small world and the death of the world consciousness are two different things.”

Wu Mo's words were cold, but that's the reality.

329 shook his head helplessly. "No, I couldn't do it. The advancement was originally for my own benefit, but I messed up the small world because of the failure. It's all my fault. How can I just watch the small world head towards annihilation?"

Fei Bai looked at Wu Mo, then at 329, "Then why did you come to us? You've clearly placed all your hopes on the Fusion Competition."

329 smiled wryly: "Because according to my calculations, given my current situation, the chance of winning the competition is zero. So I hope you can enter my world and help my child improve his competitive ability. I am willing to give everything I can for this."

Fei Bai and Wu Mo fell silent, turning to look at Landis.

Under 329's pleading gaze, Landis nodded slightly, "I'll take it."

"Thank you, thank you—"

After seeing off the excited 329, Fei Bai didn't ask why. He figured he'd find out what interested him once they were inside. Skillfully opening the character design panel, Fei Bai asked, "Master, why don't you try drawing different character designs?"

Landis casually tapped the stop button, and the rapidly spinning character design wheel landed on the three words "Lin Daiyu".

The character design has been given a real name? Is this the first time this has happened?

Seeing Landis's curiosity, Fei Bai was about to explain to him when Wu Mo exclaimed again, "Wait, the world consciousness is here again!"

Fei Bai glared at him: "Why didn't you put up a stop sign?"

"I'm dead!" Wu Mo said aggrievedly. "Logically speaking, under the restriction of the cutoff sign, no world consciousness should be able to enter, unless it has something to do with 329 who just left."

"Another relative?"

As soon as Fei Bai finished speaking, a tall, black ball of light carrying a Xuan Tie sword walked in.

"Da Qin 127 greets everyone. I was recommended by Brother Qin 1."

"Who is Brother Qin?" Wu Mo asked subconsciously.

"It is none other than His Majesty's eternal life, the immortal Qin 1st Brother."

Okay, now that we know which world it is, Fei Bai couldn't help but complain: "Your Qin world consciousness really has a deep love for Qin Shi Huang."

"Your Majesty deserves it."

"Okay, why did you come?" Wu Mo changed the subject. To be honest, he was more curious about how Qin 127 got in.

"I've signed up for the Small World Fusion Competition..."

"You signed up too?"

Fei Bai and Wu Mo exclaimed in surprise at the same time, the two little ones looking at each other in bewilderment. They had some idea as to why He was able to get in.

"You don't see any issues with promotion, nor do you see any signs of a small world being endangered, so... it's for Qin Shi Huang?"

Without hesitation, Wu Mo guessed, but Qin 127 nodded without hesitation: "That's right. Ever since I saw Qin 1's success, I can't let my Majesty suffer. So I signed up for the Fusion Competition. Even if I can't let Majesty cross the world barrier, I still want to give him a bigger world!"

"I misspoke," Fei Bai wiped his face with his little paws, "This isn't deep love, this is mad love! You've given him your very life?"

Wu Mo pushed aside Fei Bai, who was complaining, and looked at Qin 127, "Then what are you doing here? Don't you have the determination to win?"

"No, I do! But what I want is not just victory, but a resounding victory for His Majesty! That's why I've come to seek help! His Majesty of Qin has the assistance of the Imperial Advisor, and my Majesty also has a strong backing!"

"It's the mentality of a die-hard fan: my idol has to have all the good stuff." Fei Bai whispered in Wu Mo's ear.

Wu Mo flicked his tail away and turned to look at Landis. Another one is coming. What should we do?

Landis nodded indifferently: "Take it."

"Huh?" Wu Mo hesitated, seemingly unconcealing that we were no longer a shady business. Didn't we just agree to help Da Qing 329? "Sign the contract!"

Wu Mo turned around and took out the drafted contract. He saw that Da Qin 127 had signed it. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Da Qing, Da Qin, who can tell the difference?" He certainly couldn't, so it wasn't considered deception. :)

After seeing off Da Qin 127, Wu Mo eagerly asked, "How can we just take the money and not do anything?"

Landis looked at Wu Mo with surprise, "Are we that kind of people?"

"Aren't we...?"

“Of course not,” Landis said with an upright expression. “It just so happens that Fei Bai has a requirement for alternate accounts, so one alternate account per world will suffice.”

"Is this okay?" Wu Mo asked, confused.

Fei Bai, who had just realized what was happening, looked at him with a reproachful expression: "Of course that's how it is, Wu Mo, what kind of person do you take the master for?"

"I……"

"Stop explaining. Explaining is just covering up, and covering up is the truth. You should reflect on your actions," Fei Bai said righteously, then turned to look at Landis with a fawning expression. "Master, then you can draw another one."

This time, before the drawing even started, Wu Mo hesitated and said, "Um... well, it seems like another one has come in..."

The small, yellowish-brown ball of light had just walked in and hadn't even spoken when Fei Bai asked directly, "What's your name?"

"Dahan 707".

Have you registered for the Small World Fusion Competition?

"Yes, I have."

Who referred you?

"No one introduced us."

“Oh, no one introduced me…” Fei Bai paused for a moment, “Then how did you find me?”

Han 707 smiled slyly, "I found out about the opponent in advance and followed Da Qin 127 to find him."

Fei Bai gave a thumbs up, indicating he had no further questions, and handed the stage over to Wu Mo.

Wu Mo calmly stepped forward and uttered only two words: "Sign?"

"sign!"

Seeing Han 707's swift movements, Fei Bai was somewhat surprised. "Wait, aren't you going to hesitate? Didn't you say you were coming in because of Qin 127? Aren't you afraid of being deceived?"

"Qin had its First Emperor, and I had its Emperor Wu. If Qin wasn't afraid, why should my Han Dynasty be?"

"Okay, I get it, solo fan battle."

After seeing off Big Han 707, looking at the three contracts in his hand, Wu Mo couldn't help but sigh, "One order, three contracts, who else could do that?"

Landis glanced outside the space: "Perhaps it's not just three hits?"

"Varied……"

A round, reddish-yellow ball of light bounced in, "Greetings, gentlemen. I am from Tang Dynasty 128..."