Swallowing the Stars: Reboot, The Eternal Serpent!

Chapter 28 Don't drop the little pearls! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking investment!)

Since the assessment was for War God-level strength, Jiang Zhe suspected that he might be dragged out to fight a Lord-level monster later, so he changed into his "new clothes"—an SS-level combat suit that the old butler had delivered early in the morning.

This is the highest level of craftsmanship on Earth at present, made from the shell of the giant clam king and A6 blue gold!

The combat suit resembled a white porcelain armor, with dense dark purple electric chain patterns on it. Jiang Zhe was very satisfied with its cool design.

"No wonder it was revered as one of the 'Seven Treasures of Buddhism' in the old days..."

forecourt.

When Jiang Zhe arrived leisurely, the place was bustling with activity.

The area outside the gate was bustling with activity; what was originally a remote area near the city's defense system was completely blocked by convoys of vehicles.

On his way there, he encountered the family's servants, who all greeted him respectfully, no longer calling him "Young Master Zhe" but instead "Fourth Master."

The consistency of their statements led Jiang Zhe to suspect that Butler Wu had instructed them to change their story.

There are probably two explanations.

The fourth war god in the family besides the old man?

Or perhaps he was originally the fourth among the "Wenwu Sizhe" (a group of scholars and military leaders), but now that he has become a war god, he can no longer be treated like a child.

Jiang Zhe didn't dwell on the form of address.

As soon as I stepped into the front yard, I saw my aunt and cousin leading a middle-aged man who looked travel-worn to a side room.

The man seemed to sense something, turned his head to meet his gaze, nodded in acknowledgment, and forced a smile onto his tired and weathered face.

His aunt and cousin Jiang Wen then noticed him, waved to him as a greeting, and then led the middle-aged man into the house, presumably to discuss business.

"Very strong!" The middle-aged man exclaimed in admiration. "An extremely strong mentalist, with a fierce aura. Contrary to what outsiders speculate, he didn't rely on drugs and talent to boost his abilities."

Jiang Chengcheng snorted coldly, "Anyone who spreads such rumors is nothing but jealousy. They don't even consider what the foundation of the Jiang family is. How could they do something so short-sighted!"

Indeed, Jiang Zhe always completed his cultivation plan step by step before taking the drugs.

The Jiang family has followed this cultivation procedure for three generations. They have enough wealth to buy jade marrow and dragon blood, but there is no need for them to casually consume them.

Even the usually composed Jiang Wen proudly declared, "Apart from Hong and Thor, no one in the world understands martial arts cultivation better than our Jiang family!"

The middle-aged man, weathered by life's hardships, echoed with a sigh, "Yes, those are two councilors!"

"When it comes to cultivating talent, your Jiang family might truly surpass the two major martial arts schools..."

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's discuss the handover of the family business. Mr. Wang must be eager to return to Kyoto to take over as head of the family, right?"

"Yes, it's urgent, and I'm overwhelmed with mixed feelings!" The weathered middle-aged man sighed. "Years have passed since we parted, and who knew that when I returned to Kyoto, it would be the time when the masters had changed hands? Heh..."

……

"A war god? Probably a junior or intermediate level?" Jiang Zhe roughly judged. "He looks somewhat like Wang Zhen, probably his second uncle who was exiled to the Xixia base city."

With the main branch of the Wang family replaced, his feud with the Wang family came to an end.

"Xiao Zhe, what are you thinking about? Come here quickly!" Jiang Chengxiong beckoned to his beloved son and urged him.

His face has been frozen from smiling for the past few days.

His father and elder brother are both members of parliament, and his son is the youngest war god. When it comes to the happiness index of earthlings, he is undoubtedly ranked first.

In the center of the courtyard, the old man, the eldest uncle, the second uncle, the president of the Extreme Sports Club, and a middle-aged man with an obvious planetary aura were all present.

Jiang Zhe guessed that this was one of the inspectors from the Limitless Martial Arts Academy.

Judging from his appearance, he was a lean man in his forties with a mustache and a string of Buddhist prayer beads wrapped around his wrist.

He should be the inspector surnamed Wang who signed the agreement with Luo Feng.

Jiang Zhe walked calmly to them, and even the oppressive scrutinizing gaze of the inspector surnamed Wang could not move him in the slightest.

In the early morning, he used the Bone Ointment to enhance his spiritual power, which increased even more, and in terms of total power, it was already very close to the level of the ninth-grade apprentice.

Second Uncle Jiang Chengying asked, puzzled, "Xiao Zhe, why are you wearing combat gear?"

"???"

Jiang Zhe asked in bewilderment, "Wasn't I supposed to be here to assess the War God titles? I need to go out and kill two Lord-level monsters."

The uncle reminded him, "Didn't you already finish hunting and put the materials in the freezer?"

Jiang Zhe opened his mouth, but said nothing more.

Although I did hunt it, I still feel that this evaluation method is not rigorous.

"Come here, Xiao Zhe, let me introduce you. This is Inspector Wang from the Extreme Martial Arts Academy," the old man interrupted the staring contest between the uncle and nephew.

"Mr. Wang," Jiang Zhe greeted him.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief; this time, the old man hadn't forced him to randomly recognize uncles... Damn, his seniority was about to plummet to the bottom of the Mariana Trench.

"Hello, you can call me Uncle Wang. I have a very good relationship with your eldest uncle, second uncle, and your father."

A friendly smile appeared on that mature face, which still vaguely showed traces of his handsome youth: "Your mental cultivation is truly impressive. I look forward to you changing hands from the number one mentalist on Earth."

"Huh? You flatter me, you flatter me," Jiang Zhe said politely.

As for the heart—

Jiang Zhe: (\#-_-)\┯━┯

Jiang Zhe: I guess I can't be promoted in this generation...

……

After Jiang Zhe arrived, the group headed straight for the cold storage.

First, they examined the complete corpses of the two king-level monsters, and then they pieced together the materials taken from the mid-level lord-level monsters for further inspection.

It was clear that they were just going through the motions, rather perfunctory, and it ended very quickly.

Inspector Wang came mainly to check on the old man and his uncle's compliance with the punishment, and incidentally to assess Jiang Zhe's "Intermediate War God Level" title.

After completing his mission, he left behind two metal boxes and hurriedly took his leave.

The old man instructed the butler beside him, "Old Wu, take both boxes to Xiao Zhe's yard."

Jiang Zhe asked curiously, "Grandpa, what's in those two boxes?"

"Open them yourself and see," the old man said with a smile. "One password is your fingerprint, and the other is '2247'."

At the butler's signal, two servants carried the box to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe opened each box one by one.

Place your index finger on the test strip.

drop!

The lid popped open, revealing a dark blue helmet inside.

"This is a consciousness sensor helmet." The old man explained the helmet's usage and precautions, and then reminded him, "Remember to log in to the War God Palace at two o'clock this afternoon."

"Okay, I understand."

Jiang Zhe nodded.

He quickly pressed four numbers on another box with his index finger, lifted the lid, and saw four tubes of golden blood inside.

"Dragon blood? Grandpa, you placed the order?"

"Hehe, it's free. It's the 'slap and then sweet treat' tactic."

The old man said smugly, "Hong openly punishes us to maintain the order he established, so as to prevent the councilors from attacking each other; he also has to make up for it in secret, otherwise he would really be letting down our family's library."

Seeing the confusion on his son's face, Jiang Chengxiong explained, "After the Great Nirvana, the year the order was re-established, Hong and Lei Shen visited our family and copied a copy of all the boxing manuals, rare notebooks, etc. from the library."

……

Afternoon, 1:50.

Jiang Zhe put on the "consciousness sensor" helmet in the study.

Enter the virtual space!

Y-s-, he is still very interested in virtual space.

In his previous life, this was something that could only be achieved in online game novels.

When those kinds of novels were all the rage, who didn't dream of having a virtual reality headset/game pod that would allow them to immerse themselves completely in a virtual fantasy world?

It was a quiet, huge room when Jiang Zhe, dressed in a simple white robe, suddenly appeared.

Beds, swimming pool, tables and chairs, dining room, training area... The super-large room, spanning over a thousand square meters, is neatly divided into many functional areas.

"Welcome, War God Jiang Zhe." A cold, electronic voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Zhe wasn't scared. He listened quietly to the beginner's guide before looking at the two books on the table.

The War God Palace Regulations!

The Foundations of Spiritual Mastery!

Especially the latter.

Luo Feng bought his own copy, while Han Xia bought his copy on his behalf. Theoretically, its value should be equivalent to three tubes of dragon blood.

Jiang Zhe casually flipped through a few pages, mainly looking at the 18 secret techniques included: Dream Bewitching, Illusionary Eye, Spiritual Spike, Soul Shock... They didn't seem too difficult, and he could probably succeed after a few simple attempts.

Glancing at the endless sea of ​​clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Jiang Zhe changed out of his white robe and left the room.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

Third floor, in the corridor.

The elders of the Jiang family had been waiting for a long time, looking at the golden robes on their grandfather and eldest uncle, and the white robes on their second uncle and father...

Jiang Zhe looked down at the navy blue modern-style Hanfu he had just changed into.

"Um...should I go back and change my clothes?"

The old man waved his hand, "What are you changing? Hurry up and go, there are people waiting downstairs."

"oh."

Jiang Zhe caught up with the main group, like a husky mixed into a wolf pack.

Go down the spiral staircase.

They encountered another group of people along the way: a senator in a gold robe accompanied by two warriors in white robes.

The old man and his uncle exchanged a few pleasantries with the councilor in the gold robe.

Jiang Zhe felt uneasy under the stares of the two young white warriors. They looked at him like he was an alien, and it seemed like they wanted to come up and taste him...

Jiang Zhe tightened his Hanfu.

—Boys, you need to take good care of yourselves when you go out!

The lobby on the first floor is huge, with thousands of sofas and chairs, where more than a thousand people sit in twos and threes, drinking and chatting.

As the group descended the stairs and stepped onto the gleaming floor tiles of the lobby, the entire hall suddenly went dark, and the previously soothing music stopped.

The warriors' gazes all turned towards the stairwell.

"clang!"

After the crisp notification sound, enthusiastic and uplifting music rang out again in the hall, and the war gods stood up and applauded, paying their highest respects.

Two beams of light fell on the old man and Jiang Chengbo.

"The War God Palace welcomes two new councilors: Mr. Jiang Lie and Mr. Jiang Chengbo!"

A magnificent voice rang out.

"The total number of councilors in human society has now increased by two, reaching 49!"

Jiang Zhe felt that the number should have been "50", but a few days ago, an international friend, who was also unlucky, was stabbed to death by the old man.

Suddenly, the light that had dimmed from his grandfather and uncle shone down again, falling on him and the two young war gods beside him.

"The Palace of War Gods has also welcomed three newly promoted War Gods: Jiang Zhe, Jolin Far, and Catalan Bolenas!"

The numbers on the wall display in the lobby jumped from "2671" to "2674"!

Upon hearing the names of these two young war gods, Jiang Zhe raised an eyebrow, realizing that he actually knew some of them.

Phantom, Catalan Bolenas.

He was a very intelligent... neutral figure, who knew how to protect himself and had very little desire to attack Luo Feng, which is why he survived.

Joline Farr?

A woman resembling a female leopard, a freckled girl, with a very heroic and attractive appearance.

The important thing is the surname – Farr, and it's from the HR Alliance.

She resembled the golden-robed councilor who led the group, and it was obvious that the latter was the councilor Luo Feng had met who controlled the flames.

The three beams of light disappeared, and the hall returned to normal.

Representative Fal said, "Gentlemen, please come upstairs with me. The First Speaker is already waiting. There are some things that members of parliament should know."

Jiang Zhe's eyes flashed, and he guessed what it was about. It was probably about informing people about planetary, celestial, cosmic, and other levels.

Suddenly, I felt two taps on my shoulder.

Jiang Zhe turned his head and met the old man's kind smile.

Jiang Zhe: ? ? ?

Grandpa, did I wake up too fast from my nap? Why does your smile seem so sly?

"Xiao Zhe, they're your peers, both from the HR Alliance. Get along well with them and communicate with them."

He patted him on the shoulder again, gave him a meaningful look, and then left with his uncle and Councilor Far.

"Ahem, son, you young people should interact more."

After saying that, Jiang Chengxiong also grabbed his second uncle and ran away.

A row of question marks floated out of Jiang Zhe's head.

—What are you guys doing? Is this how you play games? I'm logging off now.

But someone interrupted his offline operation.

A delicate hand was extended to Jiang Zhe, and a clear, melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, entered his ears.

"Little genius~ Let's get acquainted. My name is Jolin Far, I'm 25 years old, a beginner-level War God-level martial artist. The golden-robed councilor just now is my father."

"I'm 16 years old, not young anymore, please address me differently."

Jiang Zhe took that delicate hand, squeezed it twice, and then let go.

"I am Jiang Zhe, a mid-level warrior."

Cattelan, standing nearby, also stepped forward, seemingly eager to show off, and extended his hand to introduce himself:

"I am Katlan Bolenas, a novice War God-level psychic!"

Jiang Zhe also shook hands with him.

His expression remained calm, but he was inwardly cursing.

—I know, a beginner-level War God-level mentalist. And you'll be stuck at this stage for a long time, unable to make any progress, until you become an important backdrop for Luo Feng to showcase his mentalist talent.

However, it seems that before you can be Luo Feng, you'll have to be my background character first.

After the three got to know each other, Qiao Lin winked playfully at Jiang Zhe and asked curiously, "They all say you used the methods of a mentalist to kill two war gods, one beginner and one intermediate. Is that true?"

Jiang Zhe smiled but did not reply.

"Hmph, even if you don't say anything, I'll personally challenge you at your grandfather's promotion banquet. Don't let your little pearl fall out of your hands then."

"Yes, me too. I'll challenge you on that day." Cattelan's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

Jiang Zhe suddenly realized, and chuckled inwardly, "So that's how they communicate... Grandpa, you want me to beat them up and teach them a lesson?"

He seemed quite tempted and said, "No need to wait until that day, how about now? Let's go to the arena outside!"

(End of this chapter)