Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 208: 210: I'm Here to Discuss Terms.JPG

Chapter 208: Chapter 210: I’m Here to Discuss Terms.JPG

“Master, the latest intelligence report indicates that the Lords seem to have given up on expanding their territories and are now further purging internal threats,” Black Hand reported to Qin Muye through the Magic Network.

At this moment, Qin Muye was standing in front of a mecha, tinkering with it. It’s lucky that he possessed the Human Race Bloodline; otherwise, with his previous frail body, he might not even have the physical strength for it.

“How’s the situation?”

Qin Muye stopped his work, holding a partial design drawing for comparison and measurement against the mecha part, and casually asked.

“They are quite ruthless, beginning to thoroughly investigate all forces eroded by the Ancient Gods. Once they find any followers inclined towards them, they execute them without mercy,” Black Hand said.

“Not bad, these tall folks are not bureaucratic,” Qin Muye said with a slight sigh of relief. When their own lives were in danger, the Lords didn’t hesitate to act decisively against the natives.

Qin Muye took action as well. Wherever his Floating City went, he would strike, cleansing the land with a blast as long as the concentration of the Ancient God’s Power exceeded the standard, regardless of location.

After providing his data earlier, Qin Muye considerately listed 999 Ancient God Power Detectors for one Gold Coin each at the auction house. Their primary purpose was to detect the ancient god content in elemental and magic power in the air, to serve as an indicator of the extent of erosion by the ancient gods in that area.

That was for external use. Qin Muye used something more high-end, a direct energy detection and analysis device. Not only was its range larger, but it was also more precise and multifunctional, with some added targeting capabilities.

With this device, there was no need to worry about whether the enemy was lying in ambush or not; he could just bombard them from afar.

“There’s another matter, the Wisdom Tree intends to communicate with you. Would you like to meet?” Black Hand asked.

“The Wisdom Tree? What does he want with me?” Qin Muye was somewhat puzzled. He had met the Wisdom Tree twice before, and both times the Wisdom Tree had acted arrogantly, as if trying to deceive him, hence Qin Muye’s general negative perception of it.

“It’s about the Ancient Gods, but he didn’t specify what exactly. However, from the latest intelligence we’ve collected, he seems to be struggling to cope.”

“The reason is he knows too much, which has led to a quite severe erosion by the ancient gods.”

Black Hand summarized the intelligence and presented what he thought was the most likely speculation to Qin Muye.

“The more you know, the more severe the erosion? These Ancient Gods really have an indescribable vibe…” Qin Muye commented.

In his view, the Ancient Gods were more or less like dormant large-scale nuclear reactors that were now activating but leaking radiation due to inadequate protection, what they called “erosion.”

But the idea that more knowledge led to more severe erosion gave him a strange sense of déjà vu.

“Then why not me? After all, I am considered a descendant of the Crimson Ancestor—at least… wait, I actually do have it.”

Qin Muye looked at the ‘Unbearable to Look’ ability within his bloodline, and combining it with various domains, if he continued to advance, he could indeed become an indescribable being.

The thought made Qin Muye quite horrified.

“I hope the Human Race Bloodline that I’ve developed myself doesn’t turn into some bizarre thing,” he said.

He quickly calmed himself down and reassured himself, “Besides the Crimson Ancestor, there’s also the Titan Divine Race and the Lord of Hell in there. With my original normal human bloodline, three against one should surely be enough to win.”

But the more he talked, the less confident he felt. In the Titan Divine Race, there were many who did not look human, such as the Dark God Erebos, Tartarus from the Hell Abyss Divine Tower, and Earth Mother Goddess Gaia, among others.

Gaia might look human, but in reality, the earth was her true form, not the human visage seen by Qin Muye.

Qin Muye, at this point, was also one of the original deities and in theory, should not look human either. However, he used the bloodline of the second-generation Divine King Cronus for modification, which is why he maintained a human appearance.

“There probably won’t be any major issues. At worst, I’ll just pay more attention when upgrading my bloodline in the future.” Qin Muye thought it over and decided he should not evolve towards a non-human appearance; after all, he would need to marry a wife after settling down.

Then he quickly contacted Black Hand, “Then let’s meet with the Wisdom Tree. Let’s see what he’s thinking.”

Meeting wasn’t a big issue, but the specifics of how to meet—that required some thought.

Qin Muye would definitely not leave his territory, nor would he allow the projection of the Wisdom Tree to come to his land. Moreover, the Wisdom Tree couldn’t project into it even if it wanted to; his territory was no longer as it had been before. Its strong protective abilities made it impossible for anyone to enter.

Therefore, they could only communicate through video. How else could they do it?

Ever since his territory had become mobile, Qin Muye had planned never to leave again, for fear of any accidents should he do so.

He had become stronger, but could strength prevent accidental capsizing in the gutter?

“Fine, I’ll contact the Wisdom Tree immediately and communicate via video call. How does that sound?” Black Hand was no fool; he understood Qin Muye’s character and naturally made arrangements for him.

“No problem, let’s do that,” Qin Muye readily agreed.

About three minutes later, a Spirit Monster brought him a magic communication device, and a huge LCD projection screen emerged out of thin air.

A massive Wisdom Tree loomed on the other side.

“It’s been a long time, Lord of Red Wind Territory,” the Wisdom Tree greeted.

Qin Muye casually wiped the dirt from his hands before responding, “Let’s skip the pleasantries. What do you want from me?”

“This concerns the Ancient God. Do you have a solution?” Without further courtesy, the Wisdom Tree went straight to the point.

“Of course, there’s a solution, but it’s not feasible. You should know about the Ancient God Vaccine and Ancient God Special Medicine I’ve released. The vaccine isn’t likely to be of any use now, but the special medicine still has an effect. As long as everyone takes it, they won’t fully recover but will at least not be affected a second time by the Ancient God.”

Qin Muye spoke quite casually; everyone knew what to do, but the problem was it couldn’t be done.

The Wisdom Tree fell silent for a long time before continuing, “I want you to provide shelter for the Wood Elf race. They will serve you, and all the Wood Elves can become strong Archers, Forest Patrol, and Druids. If you protect them, you will gain a powerful force.”

“You could just go to Feiyun, ranked fifth. I remember he specializes in elves. I specialize in Spirit Monsters; we’re not walking the same path.” Qin Muye refused.

To think they’d present him with burdens and act as if they were doing him a favor. Did they think Qin Muye was a fool?

“Seems like you won’t last long due to the Ancient God Erosion. Let’s lay our cards on the table. What do you want, and what price are you willing to pay?”

“Don’t boast about Wood Elves or promise benefits. I want to see real advantages.”

The Qin Muye of the past might have needed to beat around the bush with others, but not anymore. If they wanted to talk, they had to meet his interests; otherwise, he’d just walk away. He would lose some benefits, but he would also avoid some risks.

“Cultivate a Level 7 Hero for the Wood Elves, and I’ll give you all the knowledge in my mind,” the Wisdom Tree proposed.

Qin Muye didn’t respond immediately, pondering the pros and cons. Level 7, meaning Level 70, wasn’t something easy to achieve.

“Find someone else. I can’t do that.” He wasn’t accustomed to playing nanny to anyone, and he wasn’t desperate for the knowledge inside the Wisdom Tree’s mind.

The other party had clearly reached the third stage of erosion and somehow managed to resist, but this situation wouldn’t last long.

“Then heal me, and I will…” The Wisdom Tree began once more.

But Qin Muye interrupted before it could finish, “These proposals of yours aren’t practical. You’re certainly beyond saving. This is your last chance to make an offer. If we can make a deal, we will; if not, that’s it.”

If Qin Muye had the ability to heal the Wisdom Tree, he would have already developed a medicine for the third stage.

“Create a shelter for the Wood Elves that can avoid the erosion of the Ancient God’s Power. It doesn’t have to be like your Floating City, and ensure that my sanity remains intact until the shelter is complete. We will provide the materials and resources for the construction.” The Wisdom Tree’s gaze fixed on Qin Muye through the screen.

Qin Muye stood up, “You should have started with that. It’s decided then. I’ll arrange for Spirit Monsters to survey the area. The design and budget will be ready in about two days, and then Spirit Monsters will negotiate with you.”

“As for your condition, third stage is beyond hope, but suppressing it is still possible, especially since you’re still able to maintain your self-awareness. Who knows, you might save yourself with your willpower.”