I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 657 - 477: The Suspicions About This Prince… Are Growing Bigger!
Chapter 657 -477: The Suspicions About This Prince… Are Growing Bigger!
Exchanging two carbon acetylene rings for a Rune Short Sword, and it’s merely a ceremonial dagger, left Prince Jin Bote feeling conflicted.
“It’s actually a Rare Level extraordinary item… This level is not low.”
“Such extravagance… Is the human civilization truly this affluent, or are we just too miserly?”
Even more bizarrely, when approaching the Princess of Green Grass, he felt an unparalleled sense of security, as if he had suddenly found a solid refuge.
What was going on? Was this female creature’s combat ability extraordinary? Or perhaps she was the strongest individual warrior? Truly formidable.
Could defecting to the humans be the only right path?
Jin Bote was caught in a whirlwind of suspicion and doubt.
When he returned to the Birdman territory, the sense of crisis overtook him once again, like an invisible hand clutching his throat. The stark contrast made him feel as though he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
He even entertained the idea of going back, just to experience that feeling again.
But that would breach standard protocols of etiquette. Continuously approaching the leader of another civilization—what exactly was he trying to pull?!
His subordinates had to negotiate first; only after their discussions concluded could the leaders meet again.
After all, subordinates could tear down the facade, make excessive demands, and even escalate tensions to a breaking point! That was the normal course of negotiation!
But if the leaders themselves failed to negotiate, it would be like trying to turn a massive ship around in a narrow canal—practically impossible.
This eerie sensation, however, left Jin Bote utterly perplexed. Why would something like this arise during their first encounter?
Yet, his Divine Skill had conveyed this sentiment to him clearly… Staying among the humans was his only chance of survival. Returning would only sharply increase his risk of death, and may even drag down the entire Lanpeng Civilization with him into destruction!
The icy sensation jolted his nerves as though it would freeze him solid.
“Damn it, what on earth is happening? Damn it! Damn it!” The feathers on his forehead stood on end in agitation.
“Premonition,” which leaned closer to “Foreknowledge,” was an ability that guided him toward the right choices in the shadows of uncertainty.
Jin Bote had made two major decisions in his life!
The first was during the sweeping chaos that erupted in the city after arriving on Pangu Continent.
He proclaimed royal authority at lightning speed, quelling the chaos in the city, earning public support, and consolidating power.
It had indeed been an extraordinary opportunity; had the power been fragmented, the Lanpeng Civilization would have achieved nothing!
The second decision was his timely abolishment of the so-called “Safe Zones” and the founding of Sky City.
At the same time, he destroyed the so-called “Communicators!”
This too had been an opportunity, as that particular time period had been relatively peaceful.
But this latest terrifying premonition was utterly baffling and beyond comprehension.
“Your Highness, the other side possesses ancient foundations and absolutely refuses to back down.”
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“It seems we’ll have to compete in several matches; otherwise, we won’t be able to grasp the initiative. We may need to deploy X-Level mecha warriors—which represent the pinnacle of our civilization’s strength.” A diplomat explained softly.
Dark clouds pressed low over the city as the wind and rain intensified. Wild grass toppled under the storm, and rain streaked down the glass windows.
Jin Bote, a seasoned old hand steeped in the craft of political deception, rolled his eyes in thought and came up with an idea: “X-Level armor…”
He suddenly turned and said, “Human Empress, by the standards of our civilization’s etiquette, it is inappropriate to let a leader of a civilization stand out in the wilderness getting drenched in rain.”
“Here and now, I sincerely invite our friends to visit my civilization’s Floating Arena!”
“It’s an unarmed facility perfectly suited for sparring, as well as discussions on cooperation and exploration.”
“Rest assured, there are absolutely no weapons!”
Well, the so-called Floating Arena was actually an unfinished spaceship. It was merely a hull—indeed devoid of any weaponry.
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Lu Yuan found this bizarre suggestion perplexing, yet also exhilarating at heart.
“The suspicion surrounding this Prince Jin Bote… is growing by the minute!”
“If a Demon truly exists, it must appear within the Floating Arena! When the time comes, I’ll unleash a Spirit Storm to sweep the area, hunt it down, and suppress it.”
The officials on the human side hesitated, whispering among themselves.
This move naturally carried risks.
It was risky for both the Lanpeng Civilization and humanity alike… What if something went wrong in the process? After all, both Lu Yuan and the Conch were part of the team.
“Don’t worry, I have Spatial Teleportation. No matter what, I can escape with the Conch.” Lu Yuan said through his communicator, “Though you’ll need to take on some risk.”
“It’s not a big deal; diplomatic missions always come with risks.”
The weather was indeed terrible, with signs of a looming torrential downpour. The group decided to inspect the arena before finalizing their decision…
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“Old Guo… have you sensed anything?”
Lu Yuan quietly inquired within the telepathic network, reaching out to Colonel Guo Dafeng.
Guo Dafeng’s Field ability was well-suited for reconnaissance, especially under these rainy and humid conditions, where it was practically undetectable.
“From my senses, everything appears to be normal biological entities. With the power armor acting as insulation, I can barely pick up on faint emotional fluctuations,” Guo Dafeng replied in a low voice. “But the prince’s microexpressions are vivid, suggesting significant inner turmoil. He seems a bit tense…”
“Still, I can’t guarantee my reconnaissance will be effective if faced with an Anomaly.”
“Do you think he’s the Demon?” Guo Dafeng asked.
“I’m not certain,” Lu Yuan replied. “But he’s undoubtedly the Demon’s prime target for possession. Once it takes over him, it’s equivalent to seizing control of the entire Lanpeng Civilization.”
“Then why not take action now?”
“He’s too suspicious, which ironically makes him seem less likely,” Lu Yuan replied. “I suspect this prince possesses some irreplaceable Divine Skill that has prolonged the Demon’s possession plan.”
Only Colonel Jin Dongliang and Colonel Guo Dafeng were privy to these suspicions regarding the potential presence of a Demon.
The rest of the human diplomatic team remained uninformed.
Jin Dongliang and Guo Dafeng were the strongest individuals present, making them the least likely targets for direct possession. Hence, Lu Yuan had confided in them about the Demon’s possible existence just the night before.
He needed a few powerful allies.
The two were under immense pressure, keeping a vigilant eye.
How formidable could a Demon be? What if there were two, or three of them?
Even if Demons didn’t have the exaggerated combat abilities of Ghosts, they were still part of the Four Great Calamities!
For now, all they could do was take things one step at a time.
“Stay calm and act accordingly.”
With that, the human delegation formally accepted the invitation and entered the arena.
It was evident that the reinforced concrete structure had been deliberately designed in the shape of a flying saucer. Inside, it was brightly lit and warm—a stark improvement over the outside environment.
As the group moved further in, one security gate after another opened. The environmental control, greenery, lighting, and other amenities were all impressively detailed.
However, it was disappointing that the Lanpeng Civilization could no longer construct functional spaceships. They could only muster a superficial hull as a façade…
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