Chapter 44

"I waive my rights."

The top six who will receive awards from the city lord himself have been decided. Standing on the stage where the next step is to decide the championship, Xiaoman said directly to the referee.

There was an uproar in the audience.

The young man opposite her, who had semi-long gray hair but was not very old, had been hesitant and determined at first, but when he saw this unexpected development, he did not feel any joy as if pie had fallen from the sky, and was completely stunned.

"—Why? Answer me, Pan—!"

He tried to save the situation by shouting loudly, but seeing that Xiaoman ignored him, he simply jumped off the stage and followed Xiaoman into the contestants' passage.

"I want to have a fair fight with you!" He followed Xiaoman and kept saying similar words unwillingly.

This competitor is also a lion. After all, in the end, the lions always account for the largest number of people in the competition. His eyebrows and eyelashes are still dark, so he must have dyed his hair like this later.

"I have no idea about the championship." Xiaoman said this as she walked out of the passage and was about to leave the arena, with her opponent still following her.

"And you, too." She glanced at the man's obviously recently retouched features and newly polished light armor.

The young lion's face flushed, and he stood there disappointed, watching "Pan" who stopped after getting sixth place and left him behind, walking towards the boxer of the same tribe and the unfamiliar blond man.

Bernaludos knew all the strength and combat data he had shown in the past, but he didn't know the relationship between "Pan" and these people. Maybe they were companions who had been in the mercenary guild in the past, or maybe they were a foster father and daughter who had finally formed a small family in this chaotic world.

He knew nothing about her and was just looking forward to meeting her on the court.

The young man hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth, took out something with a thin rope from his pocket, and chased after him.

"Pan, this is... this is a gift from my mother. I want to give it to you as a souvenir. If there is a chance, I would really like to compete with you!"

He mustered up the courage to say this and ran away, not daring to look back, so the souvenir he handed over with his eyes closed was not actually taken by Xiaoman.

A blue scale was hanging from the Dragon King's fingertips by a thin rope, as if watching its former owner leave.

Lielie took a closer look out of curiosity and found that it seemed to be made up of many layers of thin sheets stacked together almost seamlessly, with a faint pearlescent sheen between the layers, looking like water waves. So only the edges were transparent, and it was not clear as a whole, but it could let light pass through.

"Ah? So what is this?" Lielie asked.

The Dragon King lowered his eyes and looked at this special scale. He was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly smiled with a feeling of regret about fate.

"Siren scales," he answered.

At this moment, Yuan Qian had already set his eyes on the young man who ran away. He just thought that since they were so destined to be together, he might be able to make him an elder by modifying his emotional value, so as to discipline the boy and not to have a blind crush on a girl.

Xiaoman showed a look of realization when he heard this, and hiding it in his pocket, he took out another similar scale, and then caught the one that Bernaludos casually threw to him.

Two blue scales that once belonged to the Siren were placed together for comparison. Unlike the former one that was punched and rubbed, the one Xiaoman took out was a little bigger and still looked very new. The surface had a slightly raw and refreshing luster that came from being carefully preserved in a solution for a long time. There was also a faint power lingering inside, making it look particularly fresh, making the former one look like an empty shell of an inferior gem.

"It's in the materials the teacher gave me." Xiao Man said to Bernaludos.

"If he gives it to you, of course it's yours." Dragon King Hun walked nonchalantly towards another restaurant he had chosen that was fortunate enough to be booked out, showing his attitude that he would not snatch things from a child.

"...Why?" Lielie, who was looking forward to the feast, had already run ahead. Xiaoman followed him closely and asked in confusion.

She knew that Siren was the teacher's main material for repairing the body, but the teacher gave her Siren scales without any corresponding tasks, so she didn't know what it meant.

"Because there is no ocean in this world anymore."

——So he sends you the last pool of sea water engraved in the Siren's scales, with glimmering shadows.

The golden-haired dragon understood her doubts and threw out a message with an indifferent expression. This was something that most beastmen who could not leave the town and the main roads did not know at all. Anyway, they might never see the desolate and distant scenery in their entire lives. The sea existed only in stories and songs, and it would only be there.

"Otherwise, how do you think he got most of the fresh and complete Siren corpse?" Bernaludus, as an adult who had long known and accepted the facts, even made a joke when he said this, "It can't be that I killed it."

So, as long as the teacher needs you, will you really do it? Xiaoman thought silently.

"You said now...so what happened?" she asked.

"That has nothing to do with you now." The Dragon King flicked her forehead lightly.

He looks tall, cold and arrogant, and seems particularly unkind, but he is surprisingly good at controlling his strength when dealing with cubs and small animals trapped in trees, so much so that Lielie adapts well to being carried by him as if it is a matter of course.

Xiaoman was criticized but didn't mind. She thought he was right. She had a lot of things to do, such as attacking the mayor of Flora and visiting other main cities. As for exploring the truth of the changes in the world, it seemed too far away and not something she could get involved in.

——It was only after becoming Lazarus that Yuan Qian learned that the sea had disappeared before the earth.

It has nothing to do with the ecological cycle; it is a "disappearance" on another level, a higher-dimensional destruction, like tearing off half of a map with your hands.

So, the precarious situation of the Star Gods is reflected in many aspects. It is far more than just the small matter that the beastmen are not allowed to use elements other than nature, from the disappearance of the Sirens to the near extinction of the Nymphs, to the Dragons that have not appeared for hundreds of years.

Just like a sick fruit tree can no longer bear fruit, for this world to be so bad, its connection with the Star God must be extremely close.

So even though the method was a bit bestial, the immense being probably had good intentions when it wanted to appoint someone to kill Him and end His dying struggle.

Or should I say...kindness.

Since the creation of the dragon personality and its use, Yuan Qian has not communicated with Him again - the indirect contact with this fellow by the Eye of Foreseeing brought him huge mental damage. Even a skinny star god is countless times stronger than Yuan Qian. It is really not advisable to talk too much. It is enough to know the user's needs - but because of this identity that has become a fact, he has some understanding of His attitude towards the world.

First of all, He certainly loves the beasts. The beasts are the "happiest children" He created, so He carefully arranged the division of labor among the various tribes, gave them sufficient resources and strong bodies, and their natural lifespan is also long considering the speed of their reproduction. That blind and primitive love is like a wild beast carefully licking its blind cub, not allowing it to touch even the slightest harm.

He wanted to die, to be cut off and separated as a cancerous part, and it was also based on his instinct not to drag down this world. This world was the nest he prepared for the beastmen and other races. It should be warm and safe, and should not be shattered along with his terminal illness.

As a fellow being who is not as strong as him but at least a better human being and possesses reason, Yuan Qian finds it difficult to describe his feelings towards Star God's actions. It is similar to watching a large dog sneak away from home and wait for death.

Of course the dog didn't know that he could go to the hospital if he was sick. The Star God's condition must be incurable. Otherwise, given that he is weak but still carries the power of an entire world, no matter how confused his mind is, he would not seek death as long as there is a possibility of other solutions.

Therefore, even Yuan Qian can only choose to help Xiaoman complete the plan to kill him.

So the complexity of the original Qian lies mainly in... what? Those beastmen who play power games in the Holy City are your dearest babies. Xiaoman and those previous generations of defectives should be born with the mission of killing you. If they can't do it, they will die young and go to the recycling station? Brother, you are handsome, why do you do things so unfairly? You don't need training classes to become a god?

[Of course there is no threshold to being a parent, Xinghui’s father is also a father.] The Demon King from another world suddenly came online and answered quietly, and even used himself as an example, [If my ‘world’ didn’t take ruthless measures against the mental state of the demons, do you think I would have this personality…]

Yuan Qian, who was immersed in thought just now, wiped his sweat and said, "Sorry, I thought you were just like that."

[I can list two and a half pages of debuffs to hang on your head. Considering the special treatment of the Demon King, I am already very optimistic, positive, healthy and cute. In comparison, the Father of Starlight is really a kind and loving rainbow old horse! Even if staying here is like lying in a leaky boat and counting stars, I am willing to emigrate, but unfortunately I can't.]

Yuan Qian had not expected that the other party would think that the comic world with its critical situation was a good place. This was too sad and miserable. The tone of the adjutant's speech was ups and downs, and his emotions changed at least four times. No matter how you looked at it, he was in a very unhappy mood.

He quickly comforted her, "If you can come, why don't you come to my place and play for a while? My family doesn't seem to have any major problems with planetary destruction except the sun in five billion years. You are researching the technique of the true body's descent, aren't you?"

[There was that, I forgot. It’s a deal then.] The adjutant, who was very good at healing himself, suddenly became cheerful, [Thank you for remembering what I said. I’ll give you something good as a reward.]

Yuan Qian accepted it with confusion, and found out that it was a scan of a new extra chapter of the physical volume of the "The Incomplete" comic book.

"How did you get it?" He was surprised and delighted.

You have to know that the comic book's single volume 1 and 2 were just released two days ago, and the only channel for him to contact his hometown was this reader forum that Mr. Adjutant had worked hard to set up. And recently, the probability of someone posting resources on the forum casually is too low, and if they do, they will be deleted immediately by the administrator, so even if Yuan Qian wanted to know the content, he had to give up.

[Of course, I have worked hard to build good relationships with the kind gods these days, and it took a lot of effort to get this. Well, it's written above, it's only for reading and communication, and it's an electronic version that I made by myself so that I can check the details anytime and anywhere. If you spread it randomly, it will hurt everyone's heart, so don't do it.]

The adjutant said. Yuan Qian thought of the knocking sound on the console that he had always heard during the chat some time ago, and wondered what this guy was doing. The case was finally solved.

"Thank you for your hard work. But is it okay for you to sneak in?" Yuan Qian was a little worried.

The adjutant who found a way to obtain important intelligence in a timely manner certainly deserves recognition for his duty, but it is still a bit strange to allow a demon king from another world to deeply blend into the small circle of readers.

[It's okay, just get rid of the disgusting self-showing and just express your love for the work. Treat everyone with respect. Of course, you also have to have the mentality to ignore unwarranted malice, which I have plenty of... and the possibility of seriously studying the relationship between the characters, and then write more fan fiction that cannot be posted on the forum.] The adjutant's tone at this moment is rare and extremely calm and even holy.

"..." Yuan Qian almost wanted to grab the ground with his head. Just a little bit. But he chose to suppress his curiosity and just read the extra chapter honestly, and never ask what it is. He wanted to say that you and the Star God are more like the same kind, such a powerful spiritual pollution force, I am just an ordinary resident who died, what can I do——!