Published: February 12, 2025
CHAPTER TEXT:
"Two in One"
Pfft! A person next to Li Daqian spat out the wine in his mouth, drawing everyone's attention to his face.
Although everyone was looking at him, no one laughed at him, because like him, they were momentarily shocked and confused after the revelation.
Killing a ninth-level life form was something they had prepared for when they arrived. When Ye Zhongming sent them the message, although he didn’t state it explicitly, he implied that they would face a high-level battle against mutated life forms.
The only beings worthy of being called high-level battles by Ye Zhongming were undoubtedly ninth-level lives.
When everyone received the message, they felt anxious, excited, and tense, followed by an expectation of creating history.
Even though the current ninth-level life was not the first kill—Ten Thousand Beast Manor had already achieved that—everyone knew the specifics. That ninth-level was weak due to pregnancy, making it a huge bargain for humans.
In truth, facing a complete ninth-level life form, no faction would dare to try it at this moment.
If Ye Zhongming gathered so many experts and high-level battle beasts to attempt a kill, everyone could understand and decide to support him. The risks were significant, but the rewards would be great if successful.
However, if they had to face two of them at once… well, sorry, but they couldn’t participate.
Relations aside, everyone was allies and partners, but they couldn't just throw their lives away.
As they briefly glanced at that person, everyone came to a conclusion and turned back to make a decision.
"Hey, how did you get to this position? Fueled by hot blood? And you all, do you know that this boss you’re following is a fool?"
Mu Xinfey said the first half of the sentence to Ye Zhongming, while the latter half was directed at the core members accompanying them.
“Xinfey, mind your tone,” Commander Mu reprimanded his daughter, then apologized to the core members who looked displeased. He then said to Ye Zhongming, “Mr. Ye, perhaps we are indeed powerful evolvers in the national district, and we control top-level forces in this land, but… that’s not enough for us to deal with ninth-level mutated life forms, especially two of them. This…”
Commander Mu shook his head; he didn’t finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.
These people combined wouldn’t be able to defeat two ninth-level life forms.
“Brother Ye, why don’t you think about it again?” Li Daqian coughed awkwardly. He originally intended to support Ye Zhongming unconditionally; after all, just for saving his son, he felt he should. But taking on two ninth-level life forms was simply too outrageous, and he had to consider his own safety.
Although the water steward didn’t say anything, her expression clearly showed disapproval.
Ye Zhongming smiled; this was all within expectations.
“It’s my fault for not being clear.”
He stood up and looked at everyone, saying, “Ninth-level life forms are indeed powerful. Their strength may not be world-ending, but it surpasses our highest levels of imagination.”
Many core members in the room recalled their encounter with the Holy Father in the secret realm, feeling a lingering fear.
“But that doesn’t mean we can’t kill them.”
Ye Zhongming’s tone shifted, his gaze sharp as he looked at everyone, “Rest assured, we only need to deal with one injured ninth-level life form. So, does anyone still have concerns?”
People exchanged glances, and it was Commander Mu who spoke again: “Mr. Ye, although we shouldn’t doubt what you say, your ambiguity leaves us uncertain. Could you clarify a bit more? That way, we can make a more accurate judgment.”
“Exactly, Zhong Ming. If it’s an injured ninth-level life form, we would naturally assist. But you just said there are two, and now you’re saying one. We’re really in the dark here.”
The water steward looked at Ye Zhongming, and Li Daqian beside her seemed to share the same sentiment.