Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 152 Talk Therapy, Treasure Trove, and Newcomer +1
If Si Ming were a girl, he would be hooking up with Almaria right now, offering her some comforting advice like a caring older sister. But alas… well, not really, he wasn't.

Not wanting to appear too intimate, he could only fulfill his duties as captain of the Celestial Team in another way.

And that is—

step.

Although Dou Huang is often referred to as Great Dou Wang, at this level, one can indeed begin to explore the power of spatial domains. And in an area like the Main God Plaza, where unexpected variables are scarce, even as a Dou Huang of the first star, Si Ming can still do so—

His body shifted.

His body suddenly shifted behind Almalia.

——Go away!
A big foot.

Before Almaria could even react, she was kicked straight into the middle of the crowd. It didn't go far, but it hurt terribly. She couldn't help but clutch her backside and glare angrily behind her.

"What, what are you doing!"

“I saw someone disrupting this good team atmosphere, and I couldn’t help but step in to correct it,” Si Ming said slowly, lowering his raised foot. “If you mind, I can kick you again.”

"Shouldn't we apologize at this time..." Valentina muttered to herself.

Speak softly.

But anyway, everyone in the Celestials team has the hearing to hear it.

Almalia's bristling hair immediately softened. Her shoulders slumped. Her dejected face darkened again, but at least this time she didn't cower alone in a corner.

"Sorry, I didn't cooperate well before..." Having been kicked into the crowd, she had no way to escape, so she could only hang her head and say awkwardly.

It's alright, at least it can still talk.

“I’ve lived for over twenty years, and I’ve never met anyone who hasn’t made a mistake.” Valentina reached out and poked Almaria’s cheek with her slender fingers. “But I’ve never seen anyone as good at internal strife as you before—we seem to have won a great victory, so why does it look like we’ve lost so much that we have to take out a loan?”

“But back then…” The magical girl remembered Jacob’s arm, which had been erased by his witch avatar.

"My assessment is that it wasn't as hard as when the cutest Miss Yu hit me." Luo Yinglong rested his chin on his hand, and when Yu Zhiwei looked over, he immediately raised his hands in surrender. "For us, that's just a minor scrape."

“Strictly speaking, it’s more than just a scrape.” Jacob’s expression remained as gentle as ever. “To be precise, it’s more like having your nails trimmed.”

His arm had long since recovered completely. For Jacob, whose flesh and blood had not undergone much enhancement, a simple, basic healing spell was all it took to perfectly repair his damaged body.

“Miss Almaria, you think too highly of me.”

“Actually arrogant.” Song Tian commented abruptly.

“I didn’t—” This really provoked the guy.

Si Ming then reached out and gently tapped the surface of the circular table.

“Let’s leave it at that,” he said, adding that the depth of the therapy had been sufficient. “I made the decisions, I devised the tactics, I assigned the teams. And in the end, we won this victory.”

He looked at Almalia and nodded slightly.

"No one is responsible for a tiny flaw. But flaws do need to be fixed, and it's good to be able to find this vulnerability safely in a moderately intense battle. Now, all you need to do is figure out how to fix it. Let us know if you need anything, and I believe everyone is willing to take the time to help."

"After all, we are a team."

A team should be united and help each other; otherwise, there is no point in gathering together.

The older magical girl opened her mouth.

In the end, she said nothing. She just nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

The discordant interlude finally ended. Soon, the reincarnators of the Celestial Team were chatting and laughing as usual, relieving the slight pressure and fatigue left over from the battle in the previous world. Meanwhile, Si Ming's gaze swept carefully across the main god's plaza.

No one is missing.

But there were no extra numbers.

It seems that no new members were added this time, which reduces the awkwardness of previous team interactions.

So be it.

He thought to himself, sitting in his seat, browsing the God's exchange list. Occasionally, he would join in his companions' rambling chatter, exchanging a few words. But soon, a subtle weariness crept across the table.

"Um...sorry everyone. I'm feeling a bit sleepy..." It was Liesel, her weariness manifesting as a tangible mental fluctuation. "I think...I might need to take a nap."

It must be the effect of that 'depth enhancement of existence'. Because she had already invoked the main god's full-body restoration.

“I feel the same way.” Valentina nodded, stood up from her seat, and took Liesel’s hand. “Maybe a good night’s sleep will do us good.”

“Me too,” Almalia echoed. “I feel like something is sprouting deep inside me. But I can’t quite put my finger on what it is… Even though my physical body has become the Soul Gem, I shouldn’t feel tired or in pain anymore. I shouldn’t need to close my eyes…”

"Then go to sleep." Si Ming waved his hand. "Everyone has been busy for a long time, it's time to relax and heal. Today's meeting is over. As for tomorrow..." He paused. "If you can't get up, there's no need to force yourself. We've gained a lot this time, we need to digest it properly."

A very reasonable suggestion. He stood up, and his companions followed suit. They said their goodbyes and went to their respective personal spaces. Soon, the plaza of reincarnation returned to silence.

But some people haven't left yet.

Siming, who simply stood up and stood under the sphere of divine light like a host, did not leave.

Like Si Ming, Yu Zhiwei, who had long since accepted, digested, and mastered the benefit of 'enhanced existence depth', remained at the point where she was about to step through the door.

The two stood there, exchanging a glance. A subtle understanding appeared in their eyes.

"What do you think?" Si Ming turned his head slightly and looked at a certain spot in the square.

"Official business or personal matter?" Yu Zhiwei waved her hand, her figure flickering in the shadows—she returned to her seat at the edge of the table. Si Ming then sat down as well.

"Let's talk about personal matters first." These personal matters concern individuals. "How is Almaria?"

“I didn’t lie, but I only told about 20% of the truth.” Yu Zhiwei poured herself a glass of water, and in the flickering shadows, another glass appeared in front of Si Ming. “The emptiness in her heart is widening, but our efforts to comfort her have indeed had some effect… Accidentally injuring Jacob isn’t her real problem. What she fears and resists is something else hidden deep within her. I can’t quite figure out what it is yet, but I imagine it’s closely related to her Reincarnation Squad, which was wiped out before.”

“It’s also possible that it’s not related to that squad, but rather to the ‘total annihilation’ incident.” Si Ming nodded. “At least for now, everyone is quite honest. Almaria doesn’t seem to have a strong sense of belonging to the former North Sea team. She might really want to revive them, but the purpose of her revival might be rather peculiar.”

"Quite perceptive, Captain." Yu Zhiwei smiled gently. "So what do you plan to do? This isn't an easy bomb to defuse."

Si Ming did not answer immediately, but simply extended his hand. The energy of life and death flowed from it, and the radiance of resurrection flickered within that vortex of intertwined life and death.

Resurrection.

It has been verified as usable.

“Our battles will become increasingly intense. It shouldn’t be long before we come into contact with a more powerful and versatile resurrection channel—just as Liesel said, and I think Almaria can hold out until then.”

"You seem to have a lot of faith in her."

"I have great confidence in each and every one of my companions."

The two looked at each other, then fell silent. Si Ming's gaze silently drifted away from where it had been lingering. And the hidden listener silently closed the door that had been slightly ajar, falling into an even longer, solitary silence.

Hopefully, she can live up to Si Ming's trust—and perhaps Yu Zhiwei's as well.

Now, only Si Ming and Yu Zhiwei remain as attendees in the square.

It's time to get down to business.

"Did you feel it? Those lights, that ocean, those dark star clusters," Si Ming said after a moment's thought.

He saw Yu Zhiwei slightly raise her eyes.

If anyone within the Celestial Team, besides himself, could witness that war on a higher level, it would likely be none other than Yu Zhiwei—not because she was exceptionally strong, but because her perception was remarkably sharp. And this sharp perception was entirely different from Liesel's.

"I must say, as expected of you, Captain. You clearly saw more than I did." Yu Zhiwei let out a long breath. "I did see something—just when we were summoned back by the God, in that half-asleep state during the teleportation… I saw a dim star fleeing the surge of light. It shattered and disintegrated in its escape, eventually falling into a giant bubble. And then… I saw that bubble being engulfed by light."

"...I don't know what that means, but I feel it's related to our previous experiences. Hmm...the results of the foreign war?"

It turned out to be the case.

Si Ming saw the entire battlefield, while Yu Zhiwei saw only a corner of it—the Nightmare Space had been destroyed and devoured by the Supreme God. Only a very few remnants managed to escape. What Yu Zhiwei saw was likely one of those escaped remnants hiding in some other world, which was then submerged by the Supreme God's radiance.

There must be a reason why she saw the things she had glimpsed.

The most likely possibility is...

“A guide, a treasure.” Si Ming also shared what he had seen with her. “It seems that it is an extra reward arranged for us by the Supreme God. And what we need to consider is how to obtain it.”

"The King of Fighters World?" Yu Zhiwei tilted her head.

“Possibly.” Si Ming nodded. “However, I think the main god will provide clear clues in a more formal way… Well, let’s talk about it later. And why are you talking so seriously today? I’m not used to it.”

"Ah... a normal person like you can't understand the excitement a disabled person feels when they finally see the light. Even if it's just for a moment. Or perhaps, you prefer..." She took a pen out of her pocket and then glanced at Si Ming through it.

I'm staring at you! And I'm looking at you with a crooked eye!
"……so?"

Si Ming shrugged, then slapped the guy to the ground.

Ah...this is just right.

He nodded, and the brief meeting afterwards came to an end. Soon, the two left separately, returning to their respective personal spaces, satisfied.

Time flows by, second by second.

Nothing more happened in the square after that.

Siming saw Eve again and embraced her. A warm and comfortable night passed. The next day, when the usual meeting, which wasn't short-staffed, was held again, something unexpected happened.

At the edge of the square, an unfamiliar figure suddenly appeared in the radiance.

(End of this chapter)