Chapter 119: Are You More Reassured Now?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Are You More Reassured Now?

When it comes to the most destructive weapon on Earth, it would undoubtedly be the Big Ivan. Even out of sheer curiosity, Shen Yundu wanted to see what it would look like if an Ivan turned into a monster. If that so-called Buddy really had one in his hands, that would be absolutely perfect, because it was incredibly difficult to obtain through normal means.

"Although there’s no confirmed news that the missing big guy is in Buddy’s hands... it’s certainly possible." Wei Er paused and couldn’t help but look at Shen Yun. "So, while I want to ask if you have a solution, safety is our top priority. Our search for the Bronze Hall in World One has already begun."

A month ago, an exploration team equipped with Detectors had been dispatched to conduct a carpet search in the Otherworld, World One. As long as they bore the emblem of the Jiuzhou Sect, absolutely no one dared to stand in their way. Once the Bronze Hall was found, they would definitely have to rely on Shen Yun.

"If it’s just Buddy, you don’t need to worry too much about him," Shen Yun said casually. "There’s no need to wait until I fully step into the Void God realm. Once my Divine Thought grows to twenty thousand meters and can cover the entire island, I’ll go and kill him. I estimate... it will take two months at most."

The attack range of Spiritual Power was the exact range of his Divine Thought. Coupled with Xiao Jiu’s precise control, wherever his Divine Thought reached, the life and death of ordinary people could be decided in a single thought.

"Did you not hear what I just said?" Wei Er’s eyes remained wide open. "Those bombs are controlled by computer systems, and we don’t know the control algorithms. What if they detonate once casualties exceed half? Destroying them with electromagnetic pulses won’t work either—what if they blow up when the power is cut?"

"You..." Shen Yun fell silent for a moment before suddenly sighing. "Did you bring your phone?"

"I did." Wei Er had no idea why Shen Yun was suddenly asking this.

"Take it out and take a look. You’ll understand once you see it." Shen Yun picked up his teacup and took a sip, looking unfathomable.

Wei Er knew at a glance that this guy was deliberately acting pretentious, but he didn’t say anything. He took out his phone. Then, he discovered that his phone wallpaper had somehow changed into a bald, muscular hunk.

Holy crap!? Where was his Luo Tianyi?

Wei Er tried to unlock it but found he couldn’t. Immediately after, the phone’s notepad app popped up automatically, and lines of text began to appear one by one.

"All electronic devices within the range of my Divine Thought are completely under my control."

GASP.

Wei Er couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air. Although he had long known Shen Yun was going to show off, this was way too... absurd! How was this even possible!?

"How on earth did you do that?" Wei Er looked at Shen Yun as if he were an alien.

"As a hardcore otaku, don’t you know that electronic hacking is a standard ability for electro-masters?" Shen Yun maintained his calm expression.

"No, no, no, no." Wei Er shook his head so fast it was almost a blur. "This isn’t scientific at all!"

"What you call unscientific is simply a realm that science has yet to reach," Shen Yun said mildly. "I can make thunderclouds precisely attack enemies outside the range of my Divine Thought. Is that possible according to your common sense of cultivation? At the end of the day, I never told you guys what kind of cultivation legacy I actually obtained, did I?"

Wei Er suddenly fell silent.

Indeed, Shen Yun definitely had a legacy, and a tremendously powerful one at that. His unbelievable strength and incomprehensible cultivation speed were enough to prove everything. But since Shen Yun didn’t speak of it, they wouldn’t pry. Shen Yun’s strength was more than enough to protect a massive secret. Just as they had discussed before, they couldn’t afford the consequences of losing him now.

"In that case..." Wei Er smacked his lips. "You never took Buddy seriously from the very beginning, did you?"

"Calling him an insignificant clown would make me sound too arrogant, but the few tricks he’s shown so far are indeed not enough to trouble me." Shen Yun merely smiled softly.

Revealing a portion of his electronic hacking capabilities was something he had planned long ago. In reality, with his current strength, he didn’t even need to explain the things that were difficult to explain. This was also meant to serve as a preemptive vaccination.

It wouldn’t be long before he could grant Enlightenment to another companion, and when that time came, another powerhouse would suddenly appear by his side. It would be hard to explain, as such occurrences would only become more frequent in the future. Therefore, it was better to display more mystery and more strength. Between a powerful, mysterious collaborator and a powerful, mysterious enemy, an individual might impulsively choose the latter, but collective interest would undoubtedly dictate choosing the former.

"As long as we know you’re on our side, that’s all that matters." Wei Er naturally understood this as well, a smile spreading across his chubby face. "Don’t worry. Whether from a professional or personal standpoint, I trust you. If it weren’t for you, who knows how many people would have died before we reached this step today? If there are things you don’t want to disclose, no one will dare force you."

He specifically said no one "dared," not no one "would." In such a monumental era, no one could guarantee whether a sudden crisis would descend. From the initial He Anhe to Ludwig, then the Demon King, and now Buddy—these were vivid examples placed right in front of them. Shen Yun was a critically important safeguard for world security.

"I also figured that someone like you would be able to understand my stance and feelings," Shen Yun looked at Wei Er and smiled.

This big fat guy did indeed give him a sense of affinity. In the past, they were both ordinary people. Now, neither was ordinary, and Wei Er had clearly found his life’s value, ready to dedicate all his struggles to the country. Shen Yun couldn’t do it himself, but that didn’t stop him from respecting those who could.

"I understand, of course I understand. Hehe, before I met you, I thought I was definitely the main character." Wei Er gave a sleazy smile. "However, I now feel that following behind a big shot and acting tough feels even better. With your words today, I can go flex hard at the coalition meeting tomorrow. Just thinking about it gets me excited."

He knew very well that the other nations all seemed prepared to compromise first. If there was no surefire solution, even Huaxia could only prioritize its own interests. But now—if Shen Yun actually had a way, things would be completely different. Reject! They definitely had to reject it with righteous indignation and stern words, displaying Huaxia’s absolute refusal to be threatened by any criminal.

"Alright, business is done." Shen Yun stood up and stretched. "Time to eat. I guarantee that once you taste Xiao Jiu’s cooking, you’ll never be able to eat anything else."

"Don’t say something so terrifying. I’d be doomed if I couldn’t eat." Wei Er patted his round belly.

Through his legacy, he had acquired a portion of the Taotie bloodline. It was also incredibly powerful. The more he ate, the stronger he became. The only reason he was this fat now was that his mastery of the art wasn’t profound enough yet. However, once the dishes were served and he took his seat, he finally understood why Shen Yun had said that.

"This... this smells way too good! And this Spiritual Qi! Holy crap, these aren’t Earth’s ingredients at all, are they?" Wei Er felt like he was about to drool. Foregoing all politeness, he used his chopsticks to grab a huge chunk of meat from the braised fish and shoved it into his mouth. "Mmm—it melts in the mouth! It’s sweet, savory, and surging with Spiritual Qi! I’ve never had fish this delicious before."

As he spoke, he went in for a few more bites. He loved fish to begin with, and now it was so good he simply couldn’t stop. But after just a short moment, he noticed something was wrong. The others hadn’t touched their chopsticks; they were all just staring at him.

"What’s wrong? Did my atrocious table manners scare you?" Wei Er felt a bit embarrassed. Eating like that while being a guest at someone else’s house was indeed rather impolite.

Shen Yun tilted his chin, gesturing for him to look across the table. Sitting cross-legged on her chair, Erin’s large eyes were already brimming with tears. She looked at Shen Yun with an anxious and wronged expression.

"Master, meow..."

"Wei Er," Shen Yun patted his shoulder. "I forgot to tell you, but this fish is cat food prepared specifically for Erin. Look at the poor girl, you’ve made her cry."

"You should have said so earlier!" Wei Er’s jaw dropped. He looked at Erin, wanting to weep but lacking the tears. The guilt was overwhelming. "Then... what should I do?" He could only turn to Shen Yun for help.

"Forget it, it’s not like you did it on purpose." Shen Yun looked as if he was helpless against him. He then stood up, walked over to Erin, and reached out to rub her head, speaking softly, "Let’s just eat something else for lunch. I’ll have Xiao Jiu make an extra braised fish for you tonight, okay?"

"Meow—"

With a tiny voice, Erin affectionately rubbed her little head against him, finally revealing a smile.

It wasn’t that she was unwilling to share. It was just that the braised fish Xiao Jiu made especially for her had been gobbled up by a stranger so suddenly. It felt as if something precious had been snatched away from her. But since she had received her master’s comfort in exchange, she felt much better.

"Hmm, not a loss meow," she thought.

"See, all sorted." Shen Yun turned his head and chuckled at Wei Er. "Erin is very cute, isn’t she?"

"You bastard." Wei Er really wanted to cry now. "You’re showing off, aren’t you? You’re definitely just showing off! This is way too much!"

Couldn’t he spare a thought for the intense envy and jealousy a fat otaku felt towards someone who owned a catgirl? Furthermore, wasn’t her cuteness completely against the rules!?

"You’re overthinking it." Shen Yun sat back in his seat, looking at him with a half-smile. "I just wanted to tell you how satisfied with and deeply I cherish my current life. I figured someone like you could definitely understand this feeling of mine. So, do you feel more at ease now?"

Wei Er didn’t say another word. He silently shoveled food into his mouth, leaving behind two streams of jealous tears.

Beside them, Xiao Jiu was already peeling shrimp for Shen Yun. She gently and meticulously removed the digestive tracts, dipped them in sauce, and placed them into Shen Yun’s bowl.

He knew it! Why would Shen Yun be so kind as to ask him to stay for lunch? This bastard did it on purpose!