Chapter 42 Sincerity [VIP]
Zhan Guo left.
In the brightly lit corridor, the pure white cloak of justice behind him gleamed brightly.
Then, the heavy door was carefully closed by the servants outside.
The inevitable sound of the door closing struck Vegapunk's heart, making him a little nervous.
"Where were we talking, Vegapunk?" Satan turned to Vegapunk again and tapped his fingers twice on the top of his cane.
"By the way, how can you ensure that everything you said just now was your own opinion, and not what Yale wanted you to say?"
"Be frank, Satan." Before Vegapunk could figure out how to respond, the God of Law Topman followed Satan and stated in an unquestionable voice the reason why they really agreed to Vegapunk's application.
"Vegapunk, the reason we agreed to your application isn't because your opinion is important, but because we suspect you've become Yale's puppet. We need you to be a mouthpiece, to convey our voice to Yale."
*
"Respected Captain Yale, should we respond to their request for communication?"
After changing to a more talkative personality and lively voice pack, the ship-borne elf curiously asked Yale about his plans on the current issue.
Its respected captain sat in the royal metal chair, his face, carefully shaped by the algorithm, reflecting the light of the projection screen in front.
From Vegapunk's perspective, Yale saw the appearance of the planet's highest ruler for the first time, not from other people's memories, but from reality.
The name Five Elder Stars has a bit of an interstellar feel to it.
It's a pity that despite having such a name, they are just prisoners in a cage. Their short-sightedness can only see the parts that their masters put into the cage, and they regard them as their whole world.
"Just respond. After all, you are the official manager of this world."
Yale waved his hand, and quickly, a voice appeared in Vegapunk's mind.
Vegapunk was stunned for a moment, then he told the Five Elders truthfully, "I did hear his voice."
The eyes of the Five Elders immediately became sharp.
Sartain simply asked, "What did he say?"
"...I hope your choice won't disappoint him."
Vegapunk relaxed and continued following the voice in his head, "He's already given you plenty of chances."
This was the first time that the Five Elders had heard such impolite words from someone other than Lord Im, but it was impossible for them to get angry at a microphone now.
Vegapunk's death is inevitable, and before he dies, they must make him play his greatest value.
"Is speaking through a megaphone an alien tradition?"
The God of Finance said unhappily, "We are sincere in our dialogue with you, so you should show us sincerity in return."
Vegapunk paused. Although his brain and scalp had been cut off, he still felt an illusion of tingling scalp.
"Excuse me, all I can see from your so-called sincerity is that you sent five minions to bark in front of me, and your..."
Before he could finish repeating Yale's words, the Five Elders were angered by the "minions" in his words.
The financial god's sword was already unsheathed, but he forced it back in by himself.
Vegapunk took a deep breath and argued with the voice in his mind for a while.
If he continued to follow Yale's original words, he might be killed by the attack of one of the Five Elders before the Metal Terminal came to the rescue.
"How boring..." Not even a sarcastic sound could be heard.
Yale didn't have much patience to begin with, and this made him lose the last bit of interest in talking.
"I'll leave it to you. As long as the final result meets my expectations, you can talk to them however you want in the middle."
He handed over the task of communicating with the Five Elders to the ship-borne elves.
The elf's virtual form spun in the air, still using that lively voice pack.
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
The frivolous and mocking voice disappeared.
Instead, a polite and lively voice appeared in my mind.
"Mr. Vegapunk, the respected Captain Yale has entrusted me with the task of communication. The terminal is en route to the Holy Land, and the estimated time remaining is ten minutes. Please follow my instructions and conduct the remaining communication with the Five Elders."
The communication of thoughts in the mind took less than half a second in reality.
Without the Five Elders noticing, Vegapunk already understood what he was going to do next.
He said, "Okay, let's not waste time and get straight to the point—what do you want to talk to me about?"
*
Standing in the corridor inside the ship, Wapol was recalling his wonderful and unrestrained life as a king.
For the first time, he regretted leaving his country during the pirate attack.
If he hadn't left, he might not have provoked such a demon, let alone been enslaved by the demon and forced to work 16 hours a day.
But it's too late to say anything now. The thing has already happened. All he can do is behave well and try to get leniency.
What? Didn’t he run away when you asked him?
Haha, of course he ran away, and escaped back in disgrace during Yale’s global live broadcast.
There is no way, the strength gap is too great.
The East Sea Demon even shattered the Red Earth Continent, so it would be more than enough for him to be shattered.
It is more important to live longer than to escape, enjoy a few days of freedom as a desperado, and then be beaten to death by Yale.
As it turned out, Wapol's choice was absolutely correct.
Not long after he escaped back to the factory, Yale came back with two new islands.
But the island is not important.
The important thing is that after Yale came back, he asked the metal ball to notify him to come to the ship-borne spacecraft.
To be honest, after seeing this huge, technologically advanced spaceship, Wapol's first thought was whether alien metal would taste better.
When the metal ball wasn't paying attention, he sneakily opened his mouth and tried to bite off a piece.
But the next second, he was knocked away by a screaming giant fist.
"Don't touch this precious spaceship!" A tall girl with pink and white hair angrily retracted her fist.
Behind her were three strange guys who were almost sticking to the metal wall of the spacecraft.
"This is a spaceship from outer space—this material, this hardness, this craftsmanship!"
With a golden spring on his head and the appearance of a robot, [Wisdom] Pythagoras carefully stroked the metal wall in front of him, as if he was afraid of scratching the paint off it.
His face, which clearly only had a pair of eyes, was clearly filled with an expression of excitement and shock.
[Thoughts] Edison was flying in the air, muttering "write it down" and "write it all down", while the pen in his hand wrote out afterimages.
[Evil] Lilith seemed to be walking on clouds, with a happy expression on her face.
"Funding...someone pinch me, the research funding here is actually more than what the World Government gives!"
[Desire] York yawned lazily, patted Lilith's shoulder, and gave her affirmation with a smile.
"Don't worry, everyone is listening. We are going to provide more funding now than before."
"I have no regrets in dying!" Lilith closed her eyes happily.
At this moment, perhaps only Shakyamuni, who represents integrity, still remains calm.
Although his helmet was also looking around, he was at least much calmer than his other clones.
When Wapol got up from the ground, they were already walking away, muttering to themselves.
Wapol forced himself to suppress his anger. Forget it, forget it. Anyone who could appear here must have an extraordinary identity, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall his past life as a reckless king.
Then, as the footsteps approached, Yale came in front of Wapol, who was obviously much thinner than before.
"It seems like you've been doing well recently." Yale said with some regret, "Why don't you continue to escape?"
Wapol immediately put on an ingratiating smile.
"How could that be, respected Captain Yale? I was just possessed by the devil before. I am loyal to you now!"
"Really?" Yale smiled noncommittally.
"I actually hope you can escape, then..."
"This... is it like this?" Wapol wanted to guess what Yale was thinking by imitating the way his subordinates guessed his thoughts.
But as a king, he had never done such a thing, and he had no idea what Yale was going to say.
Fortunately, Yale did not hide anything, but the meaning of his words made Wapol terrified.
"This way I can take away your fruit ability and give it to someone more efficient."
As he said this, Yale smiled regretfully and patted Wapol's shoulder.
"It's fun to be lazy, isn't it, Wapol? You think you can hide without being noticed, huh?"
Wapol's sweat was pouring down his face, and his massive frame was almost toppled to the ground by the force of the gentle tap on his shoulder.
After a while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "I will never dare to do it again, Captain Yale..."
"If you can recognize the reality, you still have a chance to correct your mistakes. Since you came back in the end, I'll give you one last chance. Cherish it."
A tap on Wapol's wrist on the shoulder caused the silver bracelet to sound a notification requesting communication.
Yale withdrew his hand and said, "Go back and have a good rest. I look forward to your workload tomorrow."
"Yes... yes!" Wapol ran away, not wanting to stay here any longer.
But before he ran away completely, he still heard a few words after the communication was connected.
"The auction is over, Captain. We have now left the singularity and it is estimated that it will take five wormhole jumps to reach your star system."
The voice was quite unfamiliar, with a coldness similar to that of a metal ball, but no one could question his loyalty.
Then came the voice of Yale.
"It's a bit late, but it doesn't matter. When you get here, just wait quietly. I..."
After that, Wapol could no longer hear.
Yale seemed to enter the room, and the sound soon became so quiet that it could not be heard.
Singularity? Star system?
Wapol chewed on these difficult words, turned around and was about to leave when he almost collided head-on with a metal ball floating in the air.
It watched him quietly, seeing the entire process of his eavesdropping from beginning to end.
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Jump: The most commonly used type of superluminal travel between stars.
Different civilizations or forces have different ways of jumping - warp travel, jump engine, wormhole jump, etc.
Different jump methods have different advantages and disadvantages. For example, the "wormhole jump" used by the Eternal Night Pirates requires artificial creation and maintenance of wormhole stability because natural wormholes are rare.
This requires a very high level of technology, so this is another solid evidence that Captain Yale has obtained a high-dimensional heritage.
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