A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"And then, I thought that was all there was to you, but it turns out you're still a reckless madman." Mostima shook her head helplessly, and continued, "Then I thought that was all there was to you. At the very least, you should be a normal person, right? But I never expected this!"

“Upon closer inspection, it turns out you’re not even a Terran person; your true form is a monster!” Mostima said, looking at Yarman, who was rubbing his nose and looking embarrassed. “The longest road I’ve ever walked in my life is the road of getting to know you, you know that, Yarman!”

"You're like a mille-feuille cake, with one layer on top of another. All the worlds of Terra, stacked together, don't have as much hidden stuff as you do, you know that?"

Sitting in the chair, Yarman's face was flushed, his mouth opened and closed, but he was speechless. Mostima's words were too sharp, they hit the nail on the head, and he couldn't refute them, after all, they were the truth.

Finally, he could only whisper, "This...it's not my fault, this is just..."

"Was it due to my insufficient investigation?"

“Yes…no, it was an accident, an accident.” Yarman nodded repeatedly.

Their relationship was an accident from the beginning. He just randomly found a place to settle down, but it turned out to be Mostima's temporary base. Then, when he wanted to develop his own base, another accident occurred, leading him to decide to have Mostima help him guard his home.

Through a series of unexpected events, the two went from simple business partners to close business partners, then to strategic business partners, and finally, they fell in love and became husband and wife.

However, those things are in the past, and Yarman and Mostima have no intention of dwelling on them. The two are now living happily together and can no longer live without each other.

"Oh well, anyway... Ah, Dumbledore, you've arrived!" Yarman suddenly stood up and greeted Dumbledore warmly as he walked up to the two of them.

Seeing the enthusiastic Yarman, Dumbledore frowned slightly. He glanced at the two of them with a subtle look, ignoring Yarman. After thinking for a moment, he immediately understood everything.

This is... the harem is on fire! Hahahaha!

Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "Alright, alright, I'm fine. You two continue your conversation. I'll just sit here."

"You..."

"I'll just sit here."

"you……"

Chapter 299: If I die, you can go find reincarnation.

Sitting in his chair, Yarman glanced resentfully at Dumbledore not far away, then looked at Mostima beside him. He shrugged helplessly, “Oh well, that’s life.”

“Yes, life!” Mostima repeated with a sigh, then suddenly changed the subject, “When will the wedding start? We’ve been sitting here for so long and it still hasn’t started.”

“I don’t know.” Yarman looked around. “Look, our table isn’t all here yet… Now that they’re here, when did they all get together?”

Not far away, Lin Yi slowly walked into the Dao Palace, chatting and laughing with the people behind him. Behind him were Scranton, Veronica, and a group of members who hadn't come. The group had gathered together at some point.

With everyone seated, the wedding officially began.

Looking at the wedding in front of him, Yarman said somewhat boredly, "It looks no different from an ordinary wedding, except that the people getting married are a bit more powerful, the lighting effects are a bit better, the various rituals are a bit more complicated, the food on the table is a bit better, and the wedding vows are a bit longer."

“That’s superficial,” Scranton said with a smile. “The point is, the guests were of exceptionally high quality!”

Looking at Scranton sitting beside him with a smile, Yarman's lips twitched. He slowly nodded and gave him a thumbs up. "You're really something, praising yourself like that, shameless!"

"Am I wrong? Aren't the guests of high quality?"

“…You’re right, it is indeed very high.” Yarman was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He turned to look at the two people bowing to each other on the high platform. “They’ve started bowing to each other so soon, are they going to consummate their marriage next? It seems Lin Yi won’t be coming back today.”

Seeing this, Tesla, who was sitting to the side drinking tea, said jokingly, "The key is whether he's in a hurry or not, but I think he's pretty anxious. This is... his first time in his life!"

Upon hearing this, Linard immediately chimed in, "So, this bride is also a virgin? Now that they're together, do they know what to do tonight...?"

"Don't worry, this is a world of cultivation, there are recording jade slips." The Shang Emperor raised his wine cup with a wicked smile. "If you don't know how, you can just learn on the spot. If all else fails, you can watch and do it at the same time. It's not difficult anyway."

"Makes sense!"

…………

"How much did you drink with them?" Mostima looked at Yarman, who was leaning against him, half-drunk and unconscious. He waved his hand with some displeasure to dispel the smell of alcohol on him and casually threw him on the bed. "Look at you now, you're a complete drunkard who's about to die."

Lying on the bed, Yarman raised his right hand and stretched out three fingers in the air. "Not much, only four tons. Also, I'm not drunk. I'm just a little tired from drinking. Old Lin's immortal wine is too delicious."

Seeing Yarman gesturing three but saying four, Mostima shook her head helplessly. She slowly walked forward and gently helped him take off his clothes. "Those drinks can get you drunk?"

“Sure, as long as I don’t resist.” Yarman said, dizzy. He stood up, spun around in place, and said, “See? Even if I don’t resist, nothing happened to me.”

Ignoring Mostima's attempts to stop him, he pulled her into a tight embrace, forcefully resting his head on her shoulder, and whispered, "Come to think of it, we've been together for so long, and I still haven't had a wedding with you!"

“…I don’t need those fancy things.” Mostima paused for a moment, then turned his head to the side, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, and said in a nonchalant tone.

Yarman held her still and whispered in her ear, "You're such a hypocrite. You clearly want it, but you insist on saying you don't. I really don't know where you learned that from."

With that, he released Mostima, then lay limply on the bed, gazing hazily at the ceiling as he murmured, "Don't worry, once this war is over, we'll have a wedding too! ...If I'm still alive, sigh, war is such a nuisance!"

Upon hearing his words, Mostima stood still, without uttering a word.

"Sigh, it's really dangerous. This golden robe isn't so easy to wear!" Yarman slowly turned to his side and lay on the bed, his voice growing softer and softer. "If the Wizarding World and my homeland start fighting, I'll inevitably have to go and fight! Who knows what will happen on the battlefield?"

After Yarman finished speaking, the room fell silent, without a single other sound.

Suddenly, Yarman, who was lying on the bed, said, "Xiao Mo, do you still have the token for the Reincarnation Space with you?"

"...Why did you bring it?"

“If…if I really…right, then you take the token and go find reincarnation.” Yarman propped himself up, looking at her with a drunken smile, and said, “I spent a little money to buy a world from him. It’s not big, just a star system. Everything you need is ready. You’ll…”

Mostima stepped forward, gently pressed her index finger to his lips, and whispered, "You're really drunk. You've even forgotten our promise. Go to sleep."

"...What promise?"

“You said that if Terra sank, you would sink with Terra, and I said that if you were to sink, I would sink with you.” Mostima maintained her smile, but her eyes were very firm. “If someone has to live, then let the Doctor live.”

"...Whatever you want to do, I can't stop you now." Yarman fell silent, turned around, and hugged Mostima. "I'm tired, let's go to sleep."

"it is good."

…………

The next day.

"Ouch, [Leytanian profanity]! I shouldn't have drunk so much!" Yarman rubbed his head and slowly sat up in bed. He glanced at Mostima lying next to him. "It's been so long since I've had a headache."

"Huh? You have a headache? You can actually have a headache." Mostima rubbed her eyes, sat up from the other side of the bed, looked at him in confusion, then reached out and grasped his head, her hand emitting streaks of purple light.

As the headache vanished instantly, Yarman asked, "Did you reverse time?"

"Otherwise what? Am I supposed to use magic?" Mostima, still half asleep, withdrew her hand and lay back down on the bed. As an Outer God who travels through time, what am I supposed to do without using magic to rewind time? Isn't that just crazy?

Sitting on the bed, Yarman nodded slowly. "That's right. I wonder how Lin Yi slept last night?"

"How can he sleep?"

"That's true, how could I possibly sleep with a beautiful woman by my side?"

"I mean your bunch of old rascals, they went and tried every trick in the book to make a ruckus in the wedding night, so that it was already morning by the time the wedding was over."

Hearing this, Yarman slowly climbed out of bed. "Oh, I see. I'll go take a look too. Are you coming?"

"Don't go!"

Chapter 300: The Super Soldiers' First Battle

"I heard you guys had a lot of fun yesterday, everyone!" Yarman patted the shoulders of the group familiarly, then looked at Lin Yi, who had a resentful look on his face. He walked up to him and patted him hard on the shoulder. "I heard you didn't sleep at all last night. Not bad, looks like your body is still functioning normally."

"Get lost!" Lin Yi slapped his hand away and pointed at the group of people opposite him, annoyed. "It's these bastards who insisted on coming over to my place, making it impossible for me to get any rest all night!"

Upon hearing this, Tesla immediately retorted, "Who said we were going to mess with you? We're here to help you! I even brought my Gundam here to help you, what more do you want!"

"Especially you, Tesla, you bastard!" Lin Yi was furious when he heard Tesla's words. His finger trembled as he pointed at Tesla. "In the middle of the night, who gave you the right to shine a light in my room! Turning on the light is one thing, but turning on a small heater is another. My room is like it's been hit by a flashbang!"

"Then when you said to turn off the lights, didn't I turn them off?" Tesla said, sounding both unreasonable and self-righteous.

"Yes, you turned off the light, but you turned on the light on the other robotic arm!" Lin Yi roared angrily at him, seeing that the man in front of him was a complete idiot.

Hearing this, Yarman couldn't help but burst out laughing. He gave Tesla a thumbs up, thinking, "This guy is really something else. He turns off one side of the light and then turns the other side back on."

After laughing, Yarman looked at Lin Yi, who was standing there indignantly, and waved to him, "So, do you want to go back and rest now? We can talk later?"

Hearing this, Lin Yi was about to shake his head, but then he paused and thought for a moment, "Let's resolve this matter first!"

…………

"I'm back." Yarman walked into the room and looked at Mostima, who was still sleeping in bed. He walked over with some surprise and patted her. "You're still not up! I've already finished my meeting."

"Hmm~~~~~." Mostima slowly sat up in bed. She sat there in a daze for a while, then turned her head and asked, "So what did you talk about? What consensus did you reach?"

Upon hearing this question, Yarman paused, then slowly sat up on the bed, reaching out his right hand to embrace Mostima. "Well, we haven't really reached a consensus yet. It's mostly just arguments, arguing about who should coordinate the entire war effort, how strategic resources should be allocated, and issues like intellectual property rights."

After hearing this, Mostima nodded calmly. This was just as she had expected. Although the attack from the Wizarding World had put a lot of pressure on everyone in the chat group, the chat group still had the strength to defeat the Wizarding World.

When the pressure isn't enough to make everyone feel like it's going to kill them, these world administrators will definitely start fighting amongst themselves. It won't be to a particularly high degree, but it will definitely happen, as they are all people who are afraid of being taken advantage of.

Seeing Mostima nod, Yarman sighed helplessly, "It seems you already know what's going on. I have nothing more to say. Whatever, they'll realize their mistake when something really goes wrong."

Mostima scoffed after hearing this, "You're really delusional. Even if something really happens, they'll never admit their mistake. Maybe if they can't beat them, they'll just surrender?"

Hearing her words, Yarman scratched his head. He hadn't expected this. He still thought these people wouldn't surrender. You're a core member of the chat group, a member of the die-hard chat group faction. If you want to surrender, do you think they'll accept you?

Even if the wizards reluctantly accept you, do you think they'll dare let you into their inner circle? Won't they take precautions against you? At best, you'll just be used as a pawn or cannon fodder.

“They’re not that stupid,” Yarman shook his head and retorted seriously.

“Let’s hope so. So what’s the outcome of this meeting? Who will take the helm?” Mostima asked, looking at him. “Is it you? Or Lin Yi? Or Dumbledore, or Scranton? It can’t be Tesla, can it?”

"No."

"Ok?"

“No, everyone is minding their own business and dealing with their own problems.” Yarman shook his head at Mostima and said seriously, “We’ve been arguing for so long, but in the end we didn’t get any results, so we gave up and everyone just minded their own business and took care of themselves.”

After thinking for a moment, Yarman added, "At most, when war breaks out, everyone's military forces will form a certain degree of alliance. As for the specific details of the alliance, well, I'll leave it to the Doctor to deal with; it's too tiring."

“…You guys are really something.” Mostima stared in disbelief for a moment, then shook his head speechlessly, no longer bringing up the matter. It was just too boring. “After discussing it for so long, we haven’t come to any conclusions.”

Yarman shrugged and said casually, "There's no way around it. Building consensus is such a difficult thing. Even trying to unite the Terra Court as one has almost exhausted me, let alone dealing with these powerful individuals in the chat group who have different cultures, habits, thoughts, stances, and personalities."

“The key is that each of them represents a world, and each world has different interests and circumstances. That’s the fundamental reason,” Mostima continued.

Hearing her words, Yarman slowly lay down on the bed and said helplessly, "So, as you can see, after all the discussions, we only managed to reach the simplest military agreement at best. I'm too lazy to argue anymore, I'm tired."

"Then, Doctor, now..."

"I'm currently arguing with the spokesperson for Harry's class!" Yarman replied without hesitation.

"So what do we do now?"

"We can go back now. Would you like to look around a bit more?"

"Forget it, let's go back."

Upon hearing this, Yarman activated the return travel ticket in his hand. As a spatial portal flashed, the two disappeared from the room. The next second, they appeared in the office of the Emperor of Life.

Just as the two were about to sit down for a drink, Laurentina, standing anxiously in front of the desk, caught their attention.

Upon seeing the two return, Laurentina, holding a report, immediately stepped forward. "The Wizarding World has launched a probing attack! The battle just ended three hours ago. The world barrier is undamaged, but many of its defensive structures have been destroyed. We sank two medium-sized void starships."

Hearing her words, Yarman was startled. He took the report and carefully reviewed it. He breathed a sigh of relief. The Wizarding World had really chosen the right time to launch the attack while they were away!

Fortunately, I was prepared and armed Terra to the teeth, which prevented them from succeeding.

“Oh, right, I saw it says that Terra’s super soldiers have also joined the battle.” Yarman placed the report on the table and looked at Laurentina, asking, “Tell me about it, what do you think?”

Laurentina stood there with a strange expression. After organizing her thoughts for a long time, she slowly said, "Actually, they are still quite useful. After all, weapons still need to be operated by people, and close combat also needs to be fought by people."

"You mean their role on the battlefield was primarily as a basic support force?"

"The main conflict is at the World Barrier. The war is between starships and the Void Wall. As you know, the Great Warrior Iron Can can't withstand the heavy artillery shells and laser spears of starships."

Laurentina shrugged helplessly. "Don't even mention these super soldiers who can't withstand it. Even if they were replaced with those war machines, they still wouldn't be able to withstand a single shot. A single shell weighing hundreds of tons, the size of a building, could kill even a legendary-level soldier if they weren't prepared. Let alone the giant soldiers wearing power armor."

There's nothing we can do about it; at lower levels, muscles simply can't withstand heavy artillery and light spears.

Chapter 301: I have no power!

After listening to Laurentina's words, Yarman nodded seriously. Although he didn't know the specifics of the super soldiers, he knew they must be a group of great warriors, and their armor was the most cost-effective kind.

In a battlefield in the void, this level of combat power seems only suitable as basic support.

Slowly sitting down in the chair, Yarman looked at Laurentina and asked, "Is there any other information about the Wizarding World besides this probing attack?"

“Yes, they caused the damage.” Laurentina placed a form on the table and pointed to it. “The maintenance cost is a total of 130 tons of pure Originium. Please sign here.”

Hearing this, Yarman paused, placed the list in front of him, looked at it carefully, picked up a pen and signed it. "After this battle, we'll probably be broke."

“If we deplete all our resources and have no strength left, then we will indeed be poor,” Laurentina continued calmly. “But as long as you, my lord, are alive, we will not be poor.”

After hearing his words, Yarman immediately understood what she meant. If they could become poor after the war, it meant they were still alive, which meant they had won the war. However, the distribution of spoils after the war would be based on the remaining strength of everyone. If both of Terra's Outer Gods were dead, then Terra would naturally be sidelined.

Yarman could foresee that if he died at the hands of the Wizarding World, Mostima would certainly not survive alone. At that time, Terra would only have the Doctor, a half-step Outer God, and Laurentina, a top faction leader. They would definitely not be able to gain any benefits by competing with Lin Yi and his group.

They might even join forces to completely destroy Terra. After all, they and Mostima are dead, and Terra's connection with the Cthulhu world is severed. It's just a world without a major world level, which looks strong but is actually weak inside. It's just a paper tiger that can be easily broken.