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Chapter 365 Don't Let the Central Continent Team Sit You to Death [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

As night fell, the Celestial Team's encampment was brightly lit, with wisps of smoke accompanied by the aroma of meat drifting through the air.

Jinxi felt bewildered by the Heavenly Gods' behavior of going out to buy ingredients and having a BBQ and hot pot at home.

Of course she knew that as long as it was Zheng Zha, he would pursue the "Great Freedom" state of mind, which was specifically manifested as a sense of relaxation.

This includes, but is not limited to, training sporadically, spending reward points on a vacation to Hawaii, and spending money fishing in the main god's room.

This is the underlying humanity of Zheng Zha.

However, if Zheng Zha is given specific targets and his responsibilities and tasks are clearly defined, he will perform them very well, as most people do not have his strong sense of responsibility.

It has a bit of a "chosen working class" vibe to it.

Moreover, this personality is not out of touch with the general public; she is very approachable, which explains why she became a manager at the age of 24.

Getting back to the main point... the current clone of Zheng Zha is like a headless fly.

As a powerful expert nearing the peak of the second stage of the Saintly Realm, breaking through to the next level is not something that can be done in a day or two; it requires a specific opportunity.

There are no tasks or targets right now... so of course I can do whatever I want.

Why didn't Chu Xuan discipline him?
"Slurp—" Colonel Chu ate the pork belly dipped in sesame sauce, his mouth dripping with oil.

Jin Xi suspects that the person who organized this dinner party is Chu Xuan himself.

"...Is this all you usually eat?"

She asked doubtfully, "I remember we should have left quite a few behind when we met in the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, right?"

"That's a long story..."

Zheng Zha chuckled awkwardly, "Although we did set up some farming facilities, we were barely able to be self-sufficient at first. But as the number of people increased and our strength grew, our output simply couldn't keep up with our consumption..."

"To put it bluntly, we've finished eating!" Luo Gandao said directly, looking at Jin Xi expectantly.

He had already realized that the leader was exceptionally capable, and that the Demon Team would surely thrive under her leadership, unlike their Poor God Team which had suffered from supply shortages.

"Did you finish eating?"

Jinxi looked around in confusion and realized that things were not so simple.

The Celestials team currently has 11 members.

Zheng Zha, peak of the second stage of the Saint Realm.

Chu Xuan, second level of the Saint Realm.

Cheng Xiao, advanced fourth rank.

Luo Gandao, fourth-level advanced.

Zhao Zhuikong, fourth-level advanced.

John, Level 4 Advanced.

Zhang Jie, Level 4 Intermediate.

Song Tian, ​​intermediate level four.

Tom, Level 4 Intermediate.

Haotian, intermediate fourth rank.

Ming Yanwei, Level 4, Beginner.

According to Zheng Zha, there are a few more people who are worth reviving in terms of combat strength, but Chu Xuan suggested that they be put on hold for now.

Their strength wasn't weak, but apart from Ming Yanwei, their energy pool levels... were basically lagging behind the Gene Lock realm, by half a level to one level!
Is this right?
If it's the Central Continent team... at least before reaching the Saint Realm, their energy pool cultivation level must be one step ahead of their gene lock level.

This suggests that even when racking up points, the Celestial Team faces an extremely harsh environment that forces them to unlock their genetic potential... I really don't know how they managed to do it.

Moreover... at this level, it's impossible to have eaten up all the remaining stock, right?
"You must also have... a plan like a completion plan, right?" Jinxi asked softly.

This is a rhetorical question. Zhao Zhuikong's ability to overcome his inner demons already indicates that his fragmented spiritual light has been repaired, and the clone Chu Xuan must have also mastered this technology.

It's simply a matter of size.

"Have……"

Zheng Zha nodded with a troubled expression, "But that's still too cruel, so apart from the necessary parts... we didn't expand the scale."

It sounds like only Zhao Zhuikong used this method...

"Did you and Chu Xuan achieve your Sainthood status entirely on your own?" Jin Xi asked. Zheng Zha gave an affirmative answer. It has to be said that he is a ruthless person. He may have spent twenty or thirty years in horror movies, struggling on the brink of life and death, before making such rapid progress.

Regardless of how Zheng Zha managed to reach the level of a Saint and still struggle, Jin Xi looked at Chu Xuan suspiciously again. The latter seemed oblivious to everything and continued to wolf down his food.

She knew that as long as Chu Xuan didn't speak, it would be the same as giving an answer.

That's not surprising... the supplies didn't disappear, but rather stayed with them in a different way.

"This can't go on... We're running out of resources, and our progress is too slow."

Jin Xi frowned. "If they're not even at the level of a Saint, they might get crushed by the Central Continent Team."

!!!

"Goo-"

Annie, who had been left out in the cold, couldn't help but swallow hard upon hearing such a terrifying statement, and she tightened her grip on the teddy bear.

She was glad she was sitting there and overheard the information.

Since the Arctic team's "surrender policy" was unanimously adopted, in order to ensure that things went smoothly, the Arctic team's strategist decided to personally handle the relevant matters of "kneeling and carrying bricks".

As a third-tier psychic, Annie controlled some of the US government personnel, thereby gaining control of a satellite.

Furthermore, the Celestial Team made absolutely no attempt to conceal their whereabouts, not even bothering to set up any mental shielding...

Annie could easily find Mingyanwei, who often wandered around shopping.

She didn't hide anything and met Ming Yanwei directly in the supermarket, expressing her purpose.

Things went extremely smoothly. Ming Yanwei seemed to find her very cute and treated her exceptionally well... In any case, the two of them were inexplicably compatible.

Anne even suspected that they might have some special connection in a parallel universe.

In short, with Ming Yanwei acting as guarantor, she took her to purchase supplies and then invited her to return to the camp together.

To be honest, Annie couldn't fully understand how things had unfolded. The Celestials' relaxed attitude was beyond her expectations; everyone was urging her to stay for dinner and that they could talk things over later.

This question lingered in her mind until... she overheard this conversation.

Anne didn't understand what the Holy Spirit was, but that didn't stop her from grasping an extremely terrifying truth from it.

Firstly, the Central Continent Team and the Celestial Team are not necessarily enemies.

Secondly, the arrival of the Central Continent Team alone is enough to cause terrifying consequences... terrifying enough that even the powerful Celestial Team will be affected and killed!

What a joke!
The gods can kill me like crushing ants, and the Central Continent can sit on the gods' team to death.
Then what am I? Are we going to fight in Central Continent?
Annie understood why the Supreme God had given them three hundred years; it was because the Supreme God hadn't intended for them to encounter the Central Continent Team.

Letting them grow old and die in this plane is the final act of kindness from the main god, equivalent to a retirement benefit...

"Don't worry... no one will bully you."

Seeing that she was frightened, Ming Yanwei put her arm around her shoulder to comfort her and also picked up some food for her.

Anne thanked him repeatedly and listened intently to what would happen next.

"Is it difficult to understand?"

Jinxi sighed and said, "You're a near-saint now, you must know some sacred songs, right?"

Zheng Zha nodded. He only needed to make a slight move to create his own background music, which was very cool.

"The so-called hymn... is not actually a simple song, but a 'wailing' that comes from a plane unable to withstand the power of a saint."

Jinxi explained softly, "Similarly, the stronger a person is, the greater the pressure they exert when their true form descends."

"You mean... even with Fang Ge's personal presence, we couldn't withstand his aura?"

Zheng Zha stammered, "Impossible, right? Even the weakest of us is at least fourth rank!"

“Your understanding is slightly off; it’s not that you can’t handle it.” Jinxi shook her head.

Hearing this, Annie breathed a sigh of relief.

until……

"The cabin in the woods is just a medium-level demonic plane... Once they arrive, it will be blown to pieces. Then most of you will die from the spacetime turbulence."

Oh! So it's not that people can't handle it.

The world will be destroyed!
At that moment, the teddy bear in Annie's hands let out a mournful cry.

(End of this chapter)