Chapter 3163: Balance of Evil
“No danger calculated?”
Ding Lingdang and the other experts all put on solemn expressions. With the talents of both the civilization of magic and the life of information, the boxing champion was among the top five experts of the Pangu Universe or even the top three. His computational ability and deduction ability were unparalleled, too. Nobody dared to underestimate his senses. “What do you mean?”
“Evil. Unspeakable evil.
The Fist King mumbled, “Since I finished my training in the Tower of Heaven three years ago and tried to connect the other half of the mainframe crystal processor of the Heavenly Palace to my core database after hundreds of upgrades, my computational ability has improved by at least ten times. Even so, I can’t describe the full picture of evil clearly. I only have a vague feeling that the darkness of the past hasn’t entirely dispersed yet. One day, it will change the future of the Pangu Universe and the entire cosmos.
“It was like the other half of the ‘Fuxi’ did not calculate the rise of the civilization of mankind and the mutation of Gu Wuxin precisely, but it still responded vaguely. A voice in my core database told me that I should stay and find a balance with the evilness so that I could protect the Pangu Universe. That way, the ‘travelers’ such as yourself could complete your mission better.
Ding Lingdang and Li Linghai looked at each other.
The Pangu Universe was indeed faced with many problems.
The flood tide and the coalition of the resistors were just far-fetched concerns. The attack, defense, and balance of the three forces of the federation, the imperium, the renaissance of the civilization of the pioneers, the rise of the life of information, and so on. If the ‘next-door worries’ were not handled properly, they might indeed lead to ‘unspeakable evil’.
With the Fist King in charge of the Pangu Universe, and with the continuous growth of the new generation such as Li Jialing, Jin Xinyue, and Wen Wen, they were able to focus on the future without worries.
“Special Agent Han—”
The boxing champion patted the arrogant young man’s shoulder neither lightly nor heavily and said solemnly, “Are you ready?”
“Completely, absolutely, 120% ready!”
Han Te bellowed, revealing his arms that had been carved with dense magical runes under the red cloak. “Six years of hard training and inhuman torture. Not just the girls, I’ve only seen my favorite glass three times! Ahhh! After such crazy training, I finally blew up the mysterious gate of the world of magic! Just look at my strong arms. There is no power that can stop me from becoming a ‘Magical Cannon King’—no, a ‘Magical Cannon King’ that rules the sea of stars, commands the universe, and is loved by everyone!”
“Very good. In that case, I will entrust the sacred mission of exploring and saving the magical universe to you!”
Deep and solemn brilliance beamed out of the crystal camera of the Fist King. He pointed at his head and said in a trustworthy voice, “Believe me. I’ve inferred your future with almost unlimited computational ability. I seem to see a new generation of dominators of the universe rising like the rising sun. Maybe your future will be more promising than anybody could ever imagine. Not only will you rescue the magical universe from decay, you will also be the one who defeats the tides and saves the multiverse ocean, including Earth. You will be the savior!”
“I—I—I think so, too! Really. I don’t know when it started, but I felt that a mysterious force was surging upwards from my abdomen. My heart was beating fast and my blood was boiling! Is this the legendary ‘fortune’?
Han Te was grinning from ear to ear like a drunk baboon. He patted his chest and said, “Rest assured, everybody. Although ‘Vulture Li Yao’, the great hero that everybody admires, is no more, the invincible legend of the new generation has risen. If the story that took place in the 40,000 years of Cultivation is a magnificent, brilliant epic, the ‘prequel’ of the epic has just come to an end. The glamorous legend about me, Han Te, is about to be unveiled. I will make it!”
“…” Ding Lingdang.
“…” Li Linghai.
“…” Boss Bai.
The boxing champion coughed in the back.
“Well, what I meant was—”
Han Te scratched his hair and hurried to explain, “I also believe that my most beloved ‘Old Yao’ is not dead but locked up in some ghost prison or planet. So, you don’t have to worry, because one day, I will blow up the planet with my ‘Magical Cannon’ and rescue Old Yao!”
Ding Lingdang laughed.
Looking around, his smile was purer and his eyes more determined.
“Yes. Although I am Li Yao’s wife, I agree with you on this point.
Ding Lingdang said firmly, one word after another, “A war cannot be fought by a single person. A home cannot be guarded by a single person. The universe cannot be saved by a single person. Li Yao has already completed his mission. No matter how brilliant the fireworks are, there will be a moment when they dim. However, I believe that the sparks he once shot out in the dark universe will eventually attract more latecomers. They will blossom with flames that are millions of times more brilliant than his. In the end, they will ignite the entire sea of stars and illuminate the entire universe.
“It’s time. Let’s go. Fellow Cultivators, let’s illuminate our universe!”
…
Later that day.
In a maintenance room deep inside the transmigrator base.
The boxing champion, who had just finished eight launches and was exhausted, walked into his room like a piece of rotten wood.
But he soon stopped in his tracks.
A ponytailed girl in cargo pants, with pockets all over her body and with all kinds of tools in them and oil stains on her face, was standing in his room and staring at him.
“Miss Liuli, why are you here?”
The crystal camera of the boxing champion was blinking in panic.
“Lord Fist King, why are you still here?”
After six years of immersion, the girl was no longer young and aggressive. “I know that you are eager to explore the mysteries of your origins in the magical universe. Why did you give up the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and stay here?”
“I—I sensed evil.”
The boxing champion stammered. The iron shell that could resist the bombardment of the main gun of a starship seemed to be unable to resist the burning eyes of the girl. “I have to stay and protect the Pangu Universe. I—”
“Is that all?”
The girl took a step toward him, her eyes shining with unparalleled courage and determination. “Just to protect the Pangu Universe?”
“Yes, yes!”
The boxing champion tapped his head. A few mutated gold foil crawled out of the gaps of his skull. “I suddenly remember that there are some unfinished work in the control room. I—I’m leaving.”
“Don’t go, Fist King!”
The girl shouted at the boxing champion’s somewhat ragged back, “Answer my question. Did you stay just to protect the Pangu Universe? Or do you have something else to protect? Are—are you still willing to protect me like before?”
The gears and bearings all over the boxing champion’s body were squeaking.
The crystal processor was humming like a broken fan.
The simple and feeble puppet seemed to be unable to withstand the overflowing heat from his core database and was about to melt.
“Someone will protect you in my place. A certain man. A handsome, confident man.”
The boxing champion said somewhat clumsily and sadly, “I… am just a machine.”
“I know. But so what? You’ve been like this since we first met. You’ve never changed, and neither have I. I’m already used to the boxing champion!”
The girl gritted her teeth, her fists shivering because of nervousness. “Turn around and look at me, Master Fist King. Tell me the answer. If I say, if I say that I don’t care, that I don’t care about handsome and confident men, and that I don’t like the protection of ‘great sorcerers’, will you still protect me like before?”
The boxing champion did not turn around.
But he stood where he was for a long time, as if an invisible lightning had cut off his logic.
“I… am willing.”
He said in a voice that the girl could not hear.
But the blossoming flowers on his head betrayed him.
“Until forever? Oh, no. Until the day you or the universe is destroyed?”
“No, Miss Liu Li. As long as you exist in the universe, I will never allow myself or the universe to be destroyed!”
…
At the same time, in the Big Red Spot, an ancient giant in the Gemini Nebula…
In the eternal storm, the ocean of lightning was surging. Billions of lightning were interweaving, as if billions of enormous cells were swallowing and changing each other and roaring.
In the middle of the thunderstorm, voices that did not make any sense and could not have come from such a harsh environment echoed.
Whistles.
Yes. It was indeed a high-pitched, weird whistle.
If a Cultivator from the Star Glory Federation came close and heard the whistle-like sounds in person, he would definitely be shocked and shudder.
It was because the echoing whistles had twisted into the melody of the national anthem of the federation.
The source of the whistle was a giant swirl of lightning and plasma.
In the depths of the swirl, lightning wriggled like vipers and formed an extremely ugly face that looked like a human being lying in a sea of lightning with his arms as a pillow.
After the national anthem of the federation was played, the face, or rather, the bean sprout-like ‘person’, suddenly thought of something and smiled silently.
No. No. Calm down. Now is not the time to go out.
Neither human beings nor the survivors of the primeval era had stopped monitoring the ancient giants. They were still very wary of the lightning creatures. However weird and powerful the lightning creatures were, they would not survive long if they left the ancient giants, not to mention conquering the entire Pangu Universe or… the multiverse.
However, the wariness would not last long. After all, they were faced with serious internal and external problems. He was not their number one enemy.
The first batch of ‘travelers’ had already set off smoothly. Who would have thought that he would be able to hack into the Spiritual Nexus through the magical equipment that human beings used to monitor the ancient giants and steal the top-secret information of the transmigrator bases?
For the next five hundred years, their focus should be on the ‘Messenger Plan’. However, even if more ‘subunits’ were discovered, would they be so easy to communicate and integrate with?
As for the Resistance Alliance, were they really the so-called ‘freedom-loving, indomitable fighters who defend their dignity’? He did not believe it at all!
All in all, the Pangu Universe would be torn apart again and sink into unimaginable schemes and darkness. As long as he waited patiently, he and his ‘new friends’ would have many, many opportunities.
Messenger, time traveler, Resistance Alliance, Flood Tide, Reincarnation Prison, Earth…
Such a splendid and interesting universe was too much to bear. He could not help but wonder what the legendary Earth looked like.
“Then, as I said before I left—”
The lightning-like man in the sea of lightning chuckled. “Let’s meet again on Earth, Uncle Li!”
[40,000 Years of Cultivation, Mausoleum of Gods, complete.]