Published: March 2, 2025
"You find it funny?"
"Hehe, you'll understand soon enough..."
...
"Hu!"
As night fell, Bai suddenly sat up in bed, his forehead drenched in sweat, his eyes wide and dazed, clearly still not recovered from the nightmare he had just experienced.
After a moment, Bai finally regained his senses. He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, quickly got out of bed, and grabbed a cup of water from the coffee table, drinking deeply.
However, the ominous sense in his heart could not be shaken off no matter what!
Since returning to Beijing after the battle with Wen Yu forty-eight days ago, Bai had found the capture of Beijing remarkably smooth. Yet, the events that followed completely exceeded his expectations.
First, he couldn't find Wen Yu's whereabouts—this was indeed within Bai's anticipation, as past experiences had proven that as long as Wen Yu wanted to hide, no one could catch him. But what raised suspicion was that Wen Yu was not the only one missing; even Wei Tian, Gul, Tang Hao, and Lin Que were nowhere to be found.
Li Quan'an had only managed to capture some irrelevant small fries, failing to catch any key figures.
Of course, this was still not a big deal for Bai.
The real key issue stemmed from that slap delivered by Wen Yu...
The alien energy released from that slap lingered in Bai's sea of consciousness, refusing to dissipate. Days ago, this energy had silently grown stronger, and since three days ago, it had finally completed its transformation.
Bai couldn't sleep at night, haunted by nightmares.
Though the symptoms were mild, it felt like a sharp thorn deeply embedded in his heart.
He had no idea what this alien energy would do next.
At this moment, Bai felt as if he had returned to his weak childhood, confronting the fear of the unknown.
After sitting alone on the sofa for ten minutes, Bai finally managed to suppress the turbulence within him. He took another sip of water and lay back down.
Tomorrow, Bai needed to preside over a large-scale transformation ceremony. Time was tight, and the task was heavy; he truly had no energy to think about that alien energy—after all, it was essentially unsolvable, and overthinking was pointless...
Until a sense of drowsiness gradually washed over him, Bai quietly drifted into sleep.
Moonlight shone through the window, falling upon Bai's body. Suddenly, a bright light inexplicably emanated from his internal organs.
This light was not blinding but colorful, and through the glow, one could faintly see the five shadowy figures inside Bai's internal organs twisting, roaring, and screaming...
Yet, Bai, immersed in sleep, remained completely unaware of this.
...
As dawn gradually broke, Bai opened his eyes from his slumber, feeling dizzy and fatigued.
The nightmare did not strike again, but as there were matters on his mind, Bai indeed did not sleep soundly.
After being attended to by the servants for dressing and washing up, and finishing breakfast, Li Quan'an drove to the estate.
"My lord, it's time."
Li Quan'an still wore the guise of a loyal dog, but Bai had grown accustomed to it. He nodded lightly and first stepped into the car.
Only after the vehicle started did Li Quan'an begin to discuss the day's agenda with Bai.
"The morning is the transformation ceremony, with a total of 100,000 people, all carefully selected candidates. In the afternoon, you have a meeting..."
"No need to elaborate on the meeting; focus on the morning's transformation ceremony arrangements."
Bai had no interest in meetings; his strength was sufficient, making him indifferent to trivial matters, but the transformation ceremony was indeed of utmost importance.
After being depleted by Wen Yu, the native population of the Immortal Heroic World was now dwindling. Increasing the population of the Immortal Heroic World was Bai's main task.
"Yes!"
Li Quan'an responded and began to describe the arrangements and processes for the transformation ceremony.
After listening, Bai merely nodded, acknowledging Li Quan'an's capabilities. He squinted, appearing to doze off, before speaking again.