Chapter 83 Fungal Remains Frenzy 44 He must be a subordinate.
The cloaked figure stared at her for a long time. Nanmen Jue couldn't see the expression on his face beneath the veil, but she smiled.
"I've digressed, let's get back to the point," Nanmen Jue said. "My previous average score was only 81, does that mean I still have a chance to take him down?"
The cloaked man asked, "What is your current average level?"
Nanmen Jue didn't move for a moment. The cloaked figure waited for two seconds, then looked at her with a puzzled expression. Nanmen Jue turned her face away, secretly pursed her lips, and then reluctantly opened the data panel.
She thought it was all very carefree, but her actions betrayed her true feelings; she didn't want to open the panel and see the data drop.
Cheng Xiuye. Nanmen Jue gritted her teeth, chewed the name over and over again, and swallowed it down. Although she had entered the game willingly to break the deadlock, she still remembered this debt clearly.
She opened the panel, squinted, quickly scanned it, and began to calculate in her mind.
"Seventy-eight," she said, giving a number.
Cheng Xiuye's stats are indeed quite high, especially her physical strength, which is over 83, higher than Cheng Xiuye's 78. No wonder she was able to hold her own against Cheng Xiuye in the previous battles by relying on items.
But compared to her own, it's still not enough.
"And what about you before?" the cloaked man asked.
"Eighty-two."
“Unless you have a high-level item like ‘turning the tables’ or have heavy firepower to help you set a trap, you can’t kill him.” The cloaked man made a decisive decision. “I’ve said it before, every change above eighty is a huge improvement. You have no chance of winning if you go up against him directly.”
Nanmen Jue knew perfectly well that when she clashed with Cheng Xiuye before, even if he wasn't deliberately setting up a scheme to turn his life around, he was no match for her. He was easily manipulated by her. If Cheng Xiuye wanted to deal with her, he would have to resort to many extra methods, such as arranging a lot of weapons from the Furnace Base, or threatening her with the lives of other people.
With enough strength, one can thwart a significant portion of conspiracies and schemes. In this space, everything operates on the naked law of the jungle.
Nanmen Jue sighed inwardly, but his face didn't show any disappointment. Instead, he asked with a hint of probing that both of them could sense, "So there's no other way?"
She felt that this person probably had something good, but there was no need to give it to her, and she didn't intend to take it.
But she did not despair because of this, after all, she had an ultimate weapon that no one could have imagined, not even the mysterious Crimson Church could know about—that raven.
She was able to survive in the first world and save so many people, thanks in no small part to Raven. Although after leaving the world, Raven repeatedly emphasized that the world was just an accident and that he was able to do so much because his arrival broke the law of conservation of energy, which was like a bug in the program and wouldn't work in other worlds, Nanmen Jue still felt that this guy wouldn't be so useless.
The only thing that can make the Supreme God wary and on guard is something at the same level as the Supreme God.
As I was lost in thought, something was handed to me.
"What is this?" Nanmen Jue was surprised that the cloaked man would actually give her something. She was slightly taken aback and looked down. Then she stared at the bag of potato chips in front of her, dumbfounded.
Although she knew that the props in this space were of all shapes and sizes, the strangeness of these potato chips was too unexpected. For a moment, she really couldn't tell whether they were props or if the person thought she was hungry.
"The Fat Otaku Happiness Shield." The cloaked man said calmly, "Eating one piece can offset an attack with a value between fifty and seventy, but it's a bit random and only works at that moment."
Nanmen Jue hesitated before touching the bag of potato chips. Information about the item instantly entered her consciousness, and she exclaimed in surprise, "A purple item?"
The cloaked figure nodded silently, "It was a bit of a waste of your time before, but it's perfect for you now."
Nanmen Jue opened his mouth, then fell silent.
She was somewhat confused by this cloaked figure; even for her sister's sake, the favor was indeed too great.
As an old monster who has been in this space for countless years, would he really take such good care of her because of that past relationship?
It's almost like being overprotective of one's own offspring.
Seemingly sensing her thoughts, the cloaked figure more firmly shoved the potato chips into her hand.
"Now that we've met, your safety is the most important thing." He said in an unyielding tone, "Like I said before, if necessary, I can also help you kill Cheng Xiuye directly."
Nanmen Jue looked down at the bag of potato chips in her hand. Judging from the packaging, it was beer-flavored. She wondered if it actually contained alcohol, just then she heard the cloaked man's words.
“No,” she shook her head firmly, “I can’t refuse your kindness, because I really need something to protect myself, but I can’t bring you any more trouble.”
She wasn't just being polite; she genuinely meant it. The cloaked figure wasn't one to mince words either, and the two reached an agreement: the cloaked figure would first take Zhang Zhi to Ningde Town to conceal their tracks, while Nanmen Jue would go to the quarantine facility to retrieve the letter.
"Seventy-eight against eighty-two, even with some tricks and multiple people attacking, they still have a fighting chance. Just like Cheng Xiuye and Yu Wanyan can use props to trick you. Theoretically speaking, the combat power assessed by the main god is capable of challenging opponents of higher levels, but there is one exception."
The cloaked figure suddenly spoke in a serious tone, and Nanmen Jue's heart skipped a beat. "You mean max level?"
The cloaked figure nodded slightly. "Once you reach the maximum level in all aspects, you'll be on a completely different level. No matter how many methods you use or how many people you gather to attack, it won't make a difference. Even if there are level 99 people among those attacking, they still can't shake your maximum level."
Nanmen Jue was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you ever seen a fully leveled Reincarnator?"
The cloaked man shook his head.
"Are there any max-level reincarnators among the current ones?" Nanmen Jue asked again.
The implication of this statement is quite clear: there are only five Jin Ming in total, so she is essentially asking if there are such terrifying beings among her enemies.
“I don’t know,” the cloaked man said. “The information is incomplete, so I can’t make a judgment.”
Nanmen Jue wasn't disappointed. Anyway, she knew she was still inexperienced and that even a max-level player could kill her.
Nanmen Jue didn't say goodbye to the others, but simply called Zhang Zhi back to entertain her. Before she left, the cloaked man suddenly said, "My name is Ying Yao."
Ying Yao? Ying Yao? Ying Yao? Nanmen Jue still couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman from the sound of the voice. He didn't dwell on it, waved his arm with his back to them, and left as casually as he had come.
...
This world isn't small, but compared to the post-apocalyptic, icy landscape of the Gray Dome, the most convenient thing here is finding abandoned but usable vehicles, which greatly reduces travel costs and saves the most crucial element: time.
With Jinjian, finding a car has become much easier.
After all, he was a reincarnator who had gone through more than a dozen worlds than Nanmenjue, so he was very good at these kinds of things. Before long, he found a usable vehicle, and after some tinkering and fixing, the vehicle was able to move.
On her way back to Hong Chenxi's house, Nanmen Jue encountered three people who had come looking for her. They had lost Zhang Zhi, and the three of them were incredibly timid when they saw her. Nanmen Jue explained the situation and asked Guan Junren and Mo Gui to meet up with Deng Erhuai, while she took Jin Jian away alone.
Guan Junren and Mo Gui were naturally unwilling, but Nanmen Jue was determined not to let anyone else be affected. As for Jin Jian, Cheng Xiuye originally wanted to kill him, so having someone by her side would actually be a good option.
As Jin Jian drove, he would occasionally glance back at Nanmen Jue. Nanmen Jue was resting her chin on her hand, looking out the window, where a ravenous crow was preening its chest feathers on her leg.
Jin Jian glanced at her again and again, but dared not utter a sound. When Nanmen Jue looked back at him again, Jin Jian was so startled that he swerved the steering wheel.
“Say what you want to say, I’m not eating people,” Nanmen Jue said.
Jin Jian tried to come up with a reason, something nice, as he wasn't sure what answer he'd get for asking this question. Nanmen Jue was his only hope now. He was afraid of her, but he genuinely didn't want to provoke her. However, thinking of what Nanmen Jue had done for Hong Chenxi and for that grandfather and grandson, he swallowed his words and asked the most straightforward question instead, "I just didn't expect... that you would actually come all this way to take me away."
"After all, I promised you. Even if there's no after-sales service, I should at least keep an eye on you in this world," Nanmen Jue said.
Jin Jian shook his head with a wry smile, "Even if you don't acknowledge it, let me die quietly in this world, and who would know?"
"Then you shameless ouroboros will surely pin the murders on me again."
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Jin Jian seemed much more relaxed. He freed one hand to reach into his pocket, took out a nutrient solution, and handed it to Nanmen Jue.
Nanmen Jue had been fighting all night and had her abilities stolen, so she was indeed exhausted and hungry. Now that Jin Jian was one of her own, she didn't hesitate to take the food and put it in her mouth.
The tasteless, gelatinous substance slid smoothly down her throat. Nanmen Jue didn't try to hide her glance at the thin, middle-aged man beside her. Strictly speaking, this was her first... uh, subordinate?
Knowing that Jin Jian would basically not be able to live without her, Nanmen Jue sighed with a sense of dread.
When she first entered this reincarnation space, she never thought she would do anything earth-shattering. She was filled with anger, self-blame, and grievances, and her only thought was to find her sister. She didn't even care much about her own life. Later, she accomplished many things mainly because of her reckless spirit. She once thought that she didn't care about anything and would give up her life for it.
But things are different now; she has to survive.
It wasn't just because someone needed her to survive; more importantly, she sensed something ominous about her sister's situation.
Those who knew of Nanmen Yu's existence had all confirmed her power, either directly or indirectly. Even if this world of reincarnation was filled with man-eating demons, she did not believe that such a person could disappear without a trace.
Moreover, she remembered what Mo Gui had said: Nanmen Yu was attacked.
This was just hearsay from low-level reincarnators. Ying Yao hadn't said anything about it, and Nanmen Jue wasn't in a hurry to ask. They both had more important things to do now. As for a more detailed investigation... they would have to wait until they returned to the Main God Space.
Nanmen Jue's eyes were heavy, and his heart was fluctuating wildly, sometimes feeling as if it were being torn apart, and sometimes as calm as if he had become a different person.
If Nanmen Yu was truly murdered, then she should live on even more.
Find the person who killed Nanmen Yu, and then take revenge.
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