Chapter 484: Robbing is Still the Fastest

“It… it, it’s standing up!”

“How the fuck can a building stand up?”

Yan Guihen’s expression turned grim. With his vast experience, he recognized it instantly. “An ultimate!”

“What ultimate?” The red-clothed man’s face changed drastically. He sensed something was wrong.

Just as he was about to retreat,

BOOM!!!

The red-clothed man vanished from everyone’s sight, leaving behind an expanding stain on the ground like a squashed mosquito.

All that remained was a thin, red film of flesh plastered to the ground.

“ROAR…”

A low roar rumbled like thunder as the mountain-sized black Giant Beast stood up, its pair of shining eyes like two bright moons hanging in the sky.

Yan Guihen stared intently at the black Giant Beast as it rose. In silhouette, it resembled an alligator. Its head was enormous, absurdly so, taking up nearly half its body’s volume.

As the Giant Beast opened its mouth, a potent stench spewed from its maw.

A blurry mirage centered on the Giant Beast enveloped a radius of several hundred meters, covering the entire surrounding area in less than a breath.

Black smoke billowed, and within the thick smog, projections of modern industrial factories rose from the ground.

Yan Guihen’s eyelid twitched violently.

‘A mind-scape world!!’

‘This living building has also achieved divine ascension?!’

This was also the first time Qin Ziwen had seen an ultimate building at full power.

He didn’t know what a mind-scape world was, but he had just seen the vast ocean projection Mogu had conjured, which bore some resemblance to these factory projections.

The Giant Beast crawled forward, propping itself up on its two claws as it lowered its head.

Its two massive pupils hung high in the sky, shining brightly.

Yan Guihen laughed, a sense of release in his voice.

“Since you have an ultimate building too, what more is there to say? I was just one step behind you.”

Yan Guihen lifted his head, his face full of untamable pride.

“HISS HISS HISS—”

A low hissing sound filled the air.

A tall, slender black shadow had silently appeared behind them at some unknown point.

The insectoid Mother Nest stood up, its long, black shadow falling across them.

THUMP-THUMP~

THUMP-THUMP~

Hearts pounded. On the mountain range, massive sacs of flesh hung one after another.

The roar of machinery and motor oil, the heartbeat of flesh and blood sacs—the sounds from both sides echoed and clashed.

The two mind-scapes collided, clearly distinct and separate.

Qin Ziwen extended his index finger, pointing it into the air before him.

A black anchor materialized behind him, and with the CLANKING of chains, it shattered the void.

A door was blasted open ahead. From behind the propped-open doorway, a blurry figure stooped down and stepped out.

“My Lord.”

Mogu strode out and with a light flick of his arm, sent a spray of blood droplets splattering onto the ground.

SPLAT.

He left a trail of sticky, bloody footprints in his wake.

“Everything over there has been cleaned up,” Mogu said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about what he had for lunch.

His blue-gold pupils swept across the surroundings, and everywhere his gaze fell…

Hearing this, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

“You can all keep your gates closed. For any who defy me, I’ll keep killing until no one dares to close them again,” Qin Ziwen’s voice was soft, but everyone heard him clearly. “You’re that Alliance Leader? Anyone who’s usually close with this Alliance Leader, you don’t need to pay the ransom.”

“I don’t know Yan Guihen well.”

“I wish I could kill him myself! He still owes me for the Marvels he took from me.”

“We’re not associated.”

Several Lords of the Homeland who were usually close to Yan Guihen quickly stepped forward to sever ties with him.

Yan Guihen suddenly accelerated, charging toward Qin Ziwen.

He had only taken five steps when a black spider leg, like a spear of judgment, pierced through his chest from behind, hoisting him high. With a gentle shake, he slid into its maw.

The insectoid Mother Nest gently swayed its spider leg as the surrounding insectoid chirping grew even more piercing.

After making an example of him, the ransom process went smoothly.

When only one person was left, thousands of Marvels were piled up like a mountain in the center of the area.

Qin Ziwen couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. “Robbery really is the fastest way.”

“Yeah. Being a slave, being a boss… none of it is as good as being a robber,” Qin Ziwu said, shaking his head.

With Marvels piled high on both sides, Qin Ziwen walked down the middle. ‘What a hard life I used to live.’

There were so many Marvels, including quite a few High-level Marvels. This haul alone would be enough to upgrade the Miracle by one or two levels.

Of course, many of the Marvels had other special effects that he would have to examine slowly.

“You’re not leaving?”

“I know Yan Guihen’s Home has other good things. I can lead the way.” The last one to remain was a young girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen. She raised her hand.

“Are you talking about these?” Qin Ziwu picked up a Marvel from the ground and tossed it in the air.

“No.” The young girl shook her head. “It’s a Card. It should be for an ultimate building. I heard him say that building this ultimate building requires a Heart of the World.”

Qin Ziwen narrowed his eyes.

‘Since when does building an ultimate building require a Heart of the World?’

Others might not have built an ultimate building, but he had personally built two of them.

‘Ultimate buildings don’t require materials, but a Miracle Card does…’

Qin Ziwen’s expression shifted slightly. ‘Could it be that there’s a Miracle Card in Yan Guihen’s Home?’

“Young lady, are you from his Home?”

The young girl shook her head. “I’m probably older than you. I’m actually in my forties. Oh, right, Yan Guihen and I were from the same Gated Community.”

Qin Ziwen pondered. The tracking function could only reveal the residual aura of a life form from the last 24 hours. Even though Yan Guihen was dead, his residual aura was still there.

“How long has your Gated Community been ‘crossing over’?” Qin Ziwen asked.

The girl who was in her forties sighed. “I don’t remember exactly how long. It might be over twenty years now. I remember we’ve crossed over to twenty-six worlds. My surname is Zhou. You can call me Xiaozhou or Ms. Zhou.”

“When we crossed over, it was almost the millennium, right during the New Year celebration. The Gated Community was bustling because many migrant workers had returned home,” Ms. Zhou said wistfully. “Everyone was looking forward to the New Year. The sound of fireworks was everywhere in the community. The Spring Festival Gala was on TV at home, and my big brother, second brother, sister-in-law, and my dad were playing mahjong together. Even though we’ve been crossing over for so long, I still remember… the fireworks were so beautiful that day.”

“Then, just after midnight, our entire Gated Community crossed over. Because it was just past midnight, many people were still awake. When they heard the commotion, everyone ran outside.”

At this point, Ms. Zhou smiled. “Sorry, this is what happens when you get old. You get nostalgic and talk too much.”

Qin Ziwen said, “You’re telling me all this. What do you want?”

Ms. Zhou was candid. “I do. I want to take control of our Gated Community, but I don’t have enough power on my own. Even though Yan Guihen is dead, he still has many supporters who won’t submit to me. I have my own allies, too. If our two sides fight, it will diminish the entire Gated Community’s strength. If our strength is weakened too much, we might not survive the next world.”

“I can help you, but I want Yan Guihen’s Card.”

“Then it’s a pleasure working with you.” Ms. Zhou extended her hand.