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So cold...

The piercing chill and utter darkness immediately reminded Ziyue of something.....

The moment the darkness enveloped the ship, all the crew members following her had disappeared.

Ziyue looked around; Shen Qi had vanished from her side at some unknown time.

Without a sound or trace...

Ziyue took a deep breath, pushed open the cabin door, and stepped out onto the deck. In that pitch darkness, there was a hint of light at the deck, inexplicable light—it was stronger than moonlight yet too soft and dim to be sunlight.

"Such a powerful Formation talent. A mere clone can locate the vital point of the Seven Stars Formation the first time they see it?"

Under that glowing light, a middle-aged man dressed in a fiery red robe appeared majestic!

"Nanhai Dragon King?" Ziyue recognized him immediately.

The Four Seas Dragon Kings all liked to wear the dragon robe of the Human Race Emperor. As Nanhai falls under the fire element, only this one was theoretically dressed in it, but his face brought her some realization.

Somewhat familiar, yet she couldn’t pinpoint where she had seen him before.

"It wasn’t easy, to be honest. I was rather skeptical of his plan because I thought it overly-humanized you. To risk it all just for Ao Zhen, I always felt that step was a bit too idealized. But, unexpectedly, you were indeed willing to come!"

Was it really premeditated?

Ziyue felt she was getting closer to the truth of those years.

She took a slight step forward; the man appeared utterly tranquil, yet beneath that extensive dragon robe, there was a terrifying energy.

Ziyue could sense it with just a slight probe—his spiritual energy was vast like the sea, even stronger than the Guard Commander.

Indeed, he is an old, King Level figure, plus... his special identity.

"I’m not close to Ao Zhen, but if I abandon her, the West Sea Aquatic Tribe won’t be devoted, and Jiangnan needs to set an example for all the demons in the world. Naturally, I must take such a risk."

"All the demons in the world... hehehe..." The Nanhai Dragon King laughed sardonically, filled with endless mockery: "It’s still the same old you, Chen Qing..."

"You know him?" Ziyue asked with a smile in her eyes.

"How could I not know him?" The Dragon King shrugged: "That kid, back then, with such an overwhelming aura, actually drove those people to such a state. Old Liu probably never expected it. If not... hehe, maybe Chen Qing really would have achieved that unimaginable utopian society back then..."

"You sound like a Westerner...." Ziyue said coldly.

"Most of the participants in the project back then, besides your batch of later designers, were Westerners." the Dragon King spoke indifferently.

"But the project ultimately went to the Eastern Federation..." Ziyue sneered: "It seems like most of you people only had mediocre capabilities, even losing such initiative!"

The project itself was in the Eastern Federation, which almost meant that the people behind the scenes in the Eastern Federation dominated the initiative.

According to her memory, in that project, Westerners made up at least eighty percent, both in terms of power and financial resources, far surpassing the Eastern forces.

Elder Long and Old Liu, just two families, managed to swallow the entire project in the end.

It seems that when it comes to scheming, the old foxes of the East are indeed a bit more terrifying...

"May I ask who you are?"

"It seems your memories haven’t fully recovered yet." The Dragon King stretched and looked at Ziyue leisurely: "Forgotten, little sparrow?"

Ziyue was slightly startled, then her pupils suddenly dilated!

"It’s you!!"

A familiar person whom she could not recall, whose vague memories seemed blocked by something, preventing her from seeing some figures clearly. Despite having just lingered in those memories, she almost didn’t recognize the person in front of her.

"Wang Lin..." Ziyue slowly uttered the name, her voice also tinged with gritted teeth.

It was rare for her to act this way; the last time was when she harbored such resentment towards the Guard Commander.

Wang Lin, of Chinese descent, one of the mathematical geniuses invited by Chen Qing, only got the chance to enter such a project through Chen Qing’s connections.

Otherwise, with his Chinese background, even being a graduate from a prestigious school, it would be difficult to find a decent job in America. .. but then he met Chen Qing.

Under Chen Qing’s invitation, he became Chen Qing’s assistant, participated in the project, eventually avoided the world war, and got a strong foundational status in this new world.

But that year....he was one of those who stabbed him in the back!

Ziyue, looking at this finally remembered person, felt a surge of disdain not inferior to when facing the Guard Commander, and sneered, "Tch tch, seems like the profit of being a lackey isn’t high, huh? After so many years, you only climbed as high as a Dragon King?"

The Dragon King is the ceiling of King Level, but belongs to a lower-tier force, whose Divine Skills and legacy are far inferior to those of a few top-tier forces.

Buddha Kingdom, Immortal Palace, and Demon Realm—none of those residences would regard a Dragon King highly; first and foremost, there’s a difference in status.

Then comes the Divine Skills and legacy; any top-tier force receives a legacy that places like Dragon Palace simply cannot compare to, even if you are a leader among them and not merely a follower. Not to mention the chance of becoming a Heaven Venerable, does the Dragon King have any opportunity?

On the contrary, back in those three great forces, how many Heaven Venerables were there already?

The other party, upon hearing this, seemed not to get angry and said indifferently, "I was originally an outsider. Just a bit of minor merit, having this status is already quite good, isn’t it?

Could Chen Qing give me more? Clearly being able to rise above others, clearly could have lived a better life after dealing with those people, yet he insisted on dying together with us! "

"Only you fools were still willing to follow him!!"

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"I’m curious, I’ve seen the intelligence reports, that year you already had the upper hand, even Old Liu said that if you weren’t so extreme, he wouldn’t have had the chance to stab you in the back, why didn’t you change your approach?"

As Chen Qing was about to leave, Zhang Zhengyuan asked one last question.

Chen Qing stood still, knowing he needed to be more cautious in his reply because if the answer didn’t meet the other party’s expectations, this guy probably wouldn’t risk helping him start the supercomputer.

And this time, if there wasn’t a supercomputer, if... they couldn’t connect to it, they would likely have no chance to withstand those people’s setups this time!

"Back then... with a huge advantage, you insisted on initiating the Golem Palace, launching version four, just to destroy this world!"

"Clearly at that time, with your advantage, you had the chance to overpower those people, clearly then you could have prevented them and avoided the world war, why did you have to go to extremes?"

"People are inherently selfish, following you would have been a death path, why did you think those under you would be willing to follow you to the end?"

Chen Qing was silent...

Back then, when a group of people knew they were to prevent the world war, they were all fired up, all prepared to die...

But... that battle lasted too long, and because of this... many changed their original intentions....