Why did you provoke me?

The long-haired man neither confirmed nor denied it.

Yu Meng overturned her own conclusion. "No. His current behavior doesn't seem like he's trying to protect the world."

The long-haired man reached for his teacup. "Who told you that everyone who came was here to save others? Can't there be some destruction?"

"You admit it." Yu Meng's mind completely relaxed.

"So what if I admit it?" The long-haired man remained calm.

Yu Meng smiled and said, "I don't want anything? I'm just a little curious."

The long-haired man put down his teacup and sighed. "The four of us tried our best to keep this world running smoothly. But look, just one person has turned all our efforts into nothing."

"So you've given up."

Not yet, but it will be soon.

Why?

The long-haired man looked into Yu Meng's eyes. "Want to know?"

Yu Meng nodded, but in reality, she felt no emotion whatsoever. So she shook her head.

This time it was the long-haired man's turn to be surprised. "The charlatan is dead, aren't you his successor?"

Yu Meng looked up at him. "No one told me I was his successor. How did you determine that?"

The long-haired man wanted to say, "You've taken over the charlatan's base! And you still say you're not his successor?" But then he thought better of it and kept quiet. She had also taken over two battlefields. If his logic was true, was he about to die too?

Seeing that the long-haired man had fallen silent, Yu Meng asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for a long time, "What is the ultimate goal of the person who possesses the immortal pet?"

The long-haired man lowered his head, toying with the teacup in his hand. "Perhaps he still wants to be the protagonist of the next story."

"The next story? What do you mean?" Yu Meng didn't quite understand.

The long-haired man stood up at that moment; he was leaving. "It's better you don't know," he said.

Yu Meng didn't stop him. She sat down in the chair and asked, "Am I helping you now?"

The long-haired man didn't turn around. "I paid, and it was a high price."

"Actually, I have a guess. At first, you were all indulging him, and you actually wanted to see if his experiments would yield results. Otherwise, things wouldn't have come to this. But now it seems you've gone too far, and when you try to salvage the situation, you're the only one left, and you can't hold the ship up alone. If it weren't for my thin ring, it seems your days are numbered."

Yu Meng spoke slowly, but she got straight to the point.

The long-haired man didn't turn around; he left the tent.

Standing outside, he looked up at the sky he had personally enclosed. It was no different from the sky outside, except that the density of aliens here was a hundred times that of the outside world.

This was his former pride; he thought he had done something great. But now it seems it merely provided a battleground for certain people to fight over.

He knew he couldn't keep them, so he received a note from the lame man and gave it to him.

The same applies this time; if his representative loses his life, it's only a matter of time before the fourth battlefield is also lost.

But he never expected that all of these things would end up in the hands of one person, and such a young girl at that.

He needs to go back and think about whether he should give her the other two places as well.

At Yu Meng's prompting, Ba Wang floated to the long-haired man's side and then perched on his shoulder.

"You little rascal, I don't have the energy to feed you right now!"

The overlord lay still, motionless.

……

Back in Teacher Feng's tent, Cousin Han finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Who was that person? What they wanted was all within our bottom line."

Teacher Feng sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. "Didn't you tell them to take whatever they wanted? What, are you feeling sorry for them now?"

"Cousin, don't tell me you don't feel sorry for her."

The person who hadn't spoken until now took off his hood. "It's just material possessions. As long as the lines can be healed, I'll give it to him."

"But isn't the price we're paying too high?" Cousin Han's expression wasn't good at this point. "Besides, I don't think she used any special techniques; it was very simple."

"You don't mean you want to try it yourself, do you?" Teacher Feng looked at her cousin Han with a surprised expression.

"Sister Xing, what do you say?" Cousin Han didn't look at Teacher Feng, but looked directly at another person.

"We can't be careless. The simpler something seems, the more careless we should be." Then she changed the subject, "But it's still worth a try."

Teacher Feng tried to stop her, but before she could speak, her cousin Han interrupted, "Cousin, don't get involved in this. You have no idea what suffering we've endured. Giving them those things could have helped us recover much faster. They're all high-end stuff. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache!"

Teacher Feng sighed inwardly, "Is this still the same cousin I used to know?"

But she really had no say in this matter. After all, her body hadn't experienced these things.

Cousin Han and Sister Xing huddled together and talked about something. Then Sister Xing went out.

"Cousin," Teacher Feng thought for a moment and then spoke up, "If something can cure the problem with your facial lines, I think it's worth it."

Cousin Han reached out and grabbed Teacher Feng's hand. "Cousin, I know, but they won't think that way. Let them give it a try. If it works out, everyone will be happy."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"We do all this in private. If that doesn't work, we can go back to those two sisters," Han's cousin said casually.

"But can the lines you've tried be the same as the lines you have now? What if they can tell the difference?" Teacher Feng tried to persuade her.

"Cousin, aren't you overthinking things? There are no 'what ifs' in this world. It's normal for lines to have slight differences; they can't all be exactly the same."

Seeing that Teacher Feng was about to say something more, Cousin Han also stood up. "Cousin, I just told you this because we're relatives. You really have to persuade them. Those are truly high-level resources. If you tell them, who knows what they'll think of you?"

Cousin Han left too. Teacher Feng sat there, feeling something was amiss. She wanted to talk to someone about it, but she didn't know who.

Cousin Han is right; those are high-level resources, not everyone can afford to give them up. Nor is it something everyone is willing to share.

Their discussion was all correct, but they miscalculated one thing.

At this moment, Yu Meng's finger was tapping her communication bell. The images flipped through her mind, and Yu Meng heard every word they said.

Yu Meng's lips curled up. What a fickle person she is. She's only seen the tip of the iceberg and she already wants to get rid of them and go it alone.

That won't do. I've already invited them, and now you want to leave? Don't I have any dignity?

At the same time, Jing Er, Jing Wu, and Zhang Zhen arrived at the fourth battlefield with their men.

Having found Elder Chen, the handover of the fourth battlefield officially began. With the long-haired man's instructions, the handover went smoothly.

Surprisingly, Jing Wu and Chen Ming knew each other. When Chen Ming learned that it was Jing Wu who had come to take over the Fourth Battlefield, he was stunned for a long time.

In the end, he was dragged away, still not in a daze.

Jingwu's family wasn't particularly prominent in Kyoto, so what gave him the right to take over this battlefield? Although he had doubts, he didn't do anything excessive. He simply kept it in mind.

After all, he was sent to the fourth battlefield because of his father's illness.