Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 250 Wisdom needs to be refined and accumulated to become truly rich.

"What exactly do you want?" she finally asked, voicing the question that had been lingering in her mind for so long. "To control the entire Douluo Continent? To make the Beast Merchant Guild the new ruler? Or something even grander?"

Chen Zhou did not answer immediately. His gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, as if he could see the end of the ancient starry sky. The office fell silent for a moment, with only the faint sound of the city's noise coming from outside the window.

What if I told you that this was just the beginning?

Chen Zhou's voice suddenly became ethereal, "Gu Yue, have you ever thought about the world beyond Douluo Star?"

Gu Yue was slightly taken aback. As the Silver Dragon King, she did indeed know some of the mysteries of the universe from the memories inherited from the Dragon God. But those memories were too distant, like a dream from another world.

"The realm of gods?" she asked tentatively.

Chen Zhou shook his head slightly and scoffed, "Those self-imposed constraints, do they even deserve to call themselves gods?"

"The Douluo Star we know is only a part of the universe, and those so-called gods are nothing but self-absorbed high-ranking beings. They have never truly understood that the vastness and profundity of the universe are far more complex than their beliefs and power."

These words stirred ripples in Gu Yue's heart. She thought of her past, of her journey of constantly climbing for power, but she had never realized that there were other, much wider worlds beneath her feet.

Why are you telling me all this?

Gu Yue crossed her arms, her cool expression showing a hint of contemplation. "Are you inviting me?"

Chen Zhou chuckled, shook his head, and squinted at Gu Yue, his eyes revealing an essential indifference.

"I simply want you to know that you shouldn't try to focus your short-sighted attention on me. Now that you've joined, either cut ties with the past and wholeheartedly commit yourself, or simply follow orders and wait for the results you want."

Chen Zhou could easily guess Gu Yue's thoughts. In recent days, as his secretary, Gu Yue had frequently instilled in him the idea of ​​the return of gods and the benefits of the divine realm.
The air in the office seemed to freeze. The moonlight outside the window seemed to dim slightly as well. Gu Yue's delicate face paled slightly, and a hint of panic, as if her thoughts had been seen through, flashed in her violet eyes. She subconsciously took a half step back, her high heels clicking crisply on the marble floor.

Chen Zhou suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, the force light but impossible to break free from. His palm was cool to the touch, like a piece of warm jade against her skin, yet it sent a shiver down Gu Yue's spine.

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Zhou's voice was soft, with a hint of amusement, "Are you afraid I'll see through your little scheme, or are you afraid I'll throw you back into the Star Dou Great Forest right now?"

The night outside the window suddenly churned, dark clouds obscuring the moonlight, plunging the office into deeper shadows. Only Chen Zhou's eyes remained bright, like two flickering eerie flames in the darkness.

Gu Yue took a deep breath, the Silver Dragon King's arrogance forcing her to suppress her inner turmoil. She straightened her back, meeting Chen Zhou's gaze: "Since you already know, why do you still keep me by your side?"

"Because I don't think you're that hopelessly stupid."

Chen Zhou released his grip, turned, and walked towards his desk, his tall, slender figure tracing a smooth arc in the dim light. He picked up the carved glass pot on the table; the amber liquid inside swayed gently, emitting a faint scent of pine.

"The pride of the Silver Dragon King, the split half of the Dragon God, inheriting the mission of the dragon race's revival."

He slowly poured two glasses of wine. "These titles sound impressive, don't they?"

A crystal-clear wine glass was pushed in front of Gu Yue. Chen Zhou raised the glass and took a small sip, the liquid leaving a faint glimmer on his lips. Gu Yue didn't touch the glass; she simply watched him quietly, her purple eyes flashing with a complex expression.

"I've seen far too many people like you."

Chen Zhou put down his wine glass, his fingertips gently tracing the rim. The vastness of time seemed to flow in his eyes. "Bearing the so-called mission, suffocating under the weight of a vague sense of responsibility, yet never thinking—is it all worth it?" "In fact, I have no idea whether I have the ability to shoulder such responsibility."

"Wisdom needs to be accumulated and refined to become truly profound."

"When your wisdom cannot match the responsibilities you need to bear, all you should do is keep accumulating experience, rather than completely exposing your shortcomings to the outside world and doing the foolish thing of learning from the barbarians to control them."

A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the window, illuminating the two men facing off inside the office. Thunder followed, booming and rumbling, as if proclaiming something.

Gu Yue's long hair shimmered silver in the lightning, and she finally spoke: "You don't understand the Dragon Clan's past, nor do you understand what we have lost."

"I don't have time to wait any longer."

"I really don't know."

Chen Zhou nodded, "But I know what a fool looks like."

A night wind suddenly rose, and raindrops began to tap against the glass outside the window, crisp and dense. Gu Yue's fingers slowly tightened, and she lowered her eyes, the amber liquid in her glass reflecting her slightly wavering expression.

“Foolish?” she repeated softly, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth as if mocking herself. “Perhaps… but some things can’t be changed by ‘wisdom’.”

Chen Zhou glanced at her, then suddenly laughed: "So, you think 'sacrifice' can solve the problem?"

He stood up, walked to the Douluo Continent war map hanging on the wall, and gently pointed to the location of the Star Dou Great Forest with his fingertip.

"Your Excellency Silver Dragon King, you know very well that the fate of the Soul Beast race is not solely due to the oppression of humans. Even without humans, the infighting among Soul Beasts, the thinning of their bloodlines, and the arrival of heavenly tribulations have all predetermined your eventual demise."

"And what did you do?"

"You're trying to save the soul beasts by controlling humanity? But you don't even understand real human society. You think you can see through their workings by using the identity of 'Gu Yue' to move among the upper echelons of humanity? But you don't even understand how the most basic 'desire' drives human behavior."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife, tearing away the fig leaf that Gu Yue had always been trying to hide.

Gu Yue's breathing became slightly erratic, but she quickly suppressed her emotions and looked up directly at Chen Zhou: "So, according to you, soul beasts are destined to perish?"

"Do not."

Chen Zhou shook his head. "It's just that you're going in the wrong direction."

"Direction?" Gu Yue frowned.

Chen Zhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the rhythm slow and clear, as if he were deep in thought. After a moment, he walked to his desk, took out a delicate metal box from the drawer, and opened it to reveal a dark blue crystal inside, emitting a faint fluctuation of soul power.

"Do you recognize this?" he asked.

Gu Yue's gaze faltered slightly: "...Soul Core? No, that's not right, it's the qualitative change in this soul power..."

(End of this chapter)