A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Walking calmly out of the lab, Yarman took out a small crystal plate from his pocket. Looking at the numbers on it, he raised an eyebrow in surprise, "How come 278 people have died so quickly?"

The crystal plate showed the number of surviving new humans released out. Terra was so dangerous that it was understandable that a dozen or so Yarmans would die, but how could more than two hundred have died in such a short time? This was something he couldn't understand. This shouldn't be happening!

"What are you thinking?"

"Look at it."

"Ok?"

"278 people have died. They've only been released for a short time, and so many have already died. I'm wondering why." Yarman slowly put the crystal plate back into his pocket, looking at Mostima beside him with a puzzled expression. "This shouldn't be happening. Their physical abilities are all at an average level. How could this be?"

"...Did you deploy a batch of supplies to Letania?"

"Yes."

“Something’s happened in Letania.” Mostima looked at Yarman and said calmly, “There was a coup in Letania, and then a nationwide search began. Anyone with even the slightest suspicion will be killed. You probably didn’t prepare the identification documents for your new humans to go to the country, did you?”

“Well… there’s nothing I can do about that.” Yarman shrugged helplessly, then immediately asked, “When did the coup happen in Letania? How do you know?”

“Have you forgotten? I am the messenger of all nations.” Mostima smiled. “Messengers of all nations still have some means of communication. As for the coup… it’s still unclear. It seems that another elector wants to become the emperor of Letania and has made a small attempt.”

"In the end, it was shattered by the Gemini Queen's slap."

"...Well, these days!"

"Is it strange that a coup is happening? Look at Sargon, there are coups every day."

"That's true, after all, it's Terra!"

Chapter 82: Find yourself a bedroom to sleep in, I'm not sleeping with you.

In the lobby on the first floor, the two sat together and started drinking again. Their favorite pastime these days was drinking together. Yarman loved to drink and felt uncomfortable if he didn't drink for a day. Mostima was also okay with it, but she enjoyed spending time with Yarman more.

After all, no one knows when they will have to set off for other worlds, and even if they go to other worlds, they may not be able to meet again, so naturally they cherish the time they spend together even more.

Thinking of this, Mostima leaned gently on Yarman's shoulder, but remained silent, because she knew that he would definitely not agree to what she hoped for, and it was better not to bring it up than to have an argument between them.

Sitting on the sofa, Yarman suddenly asked, "Has Reunion sent W over yet?"

“I sent them, but not a lot, only a little over ten thousand in total.” Mostima leaned against him and replied, “She seems to be terrified of you. She ran away as soon as I put her down and didn’t even dare to come in.”

"Probably because I teased her a little back then." A smile appeared on Yarman's lips, as if he had remembered something amusing. He suddenly turned to Mostima and laughed, "You have no idea how that giant cockroach cried its eyes out, hahaha, it cracked me up!"

"Crying your eyes out? What happened?"

“No, didn’t she see me devouring my own clone? So I grabbed her and said I was going to kill her, but because she was useful, I kept her alive to supply my mobile city with people. To intimidate her, I used a prank spell,” Yarman explained with a shrug.

"Then she got so scared that she cried and rolled around on the ground. Finally, she knelt down in front of me and begged me to let her stay. She said she was willing to do things for me. And that's how it was."

"She saw you devour your clone? I thought you were going to kill her right away!" Mostima sat up straight again, looking at Yarman with surprise, and said, "It's just a minor spell, not like you at all!"

“I’m not a bloodthirsty person,” Yarman explained earnestly to Mostima. “I have great respect for life. I don’t know how many hairs I’ve lost for the evolution of life in this world!”

"What are the effects of that witchcraft?"

"Once activated, it will lock the brain of the person targeted, turning them into an incapacitated idiot."

"Hehehe, with this effect, you might as well have killed her."

“Life is my currency, and it cannot be wasted. Even a fool has his uses, and I will not allow anyone to squander my currency,” Yarman said righteously. He turned to Mostima, who was looking at him with great interest. “Of course, you can.”

“Okay, by the way, Yarman, I haven’t seen your true form yet!” Mostima looked at Yarman, whose smile had faded and who was now serious and terrified. She said with a mix of curiosity and anticipation, “Could you show me? And if all else fails, let me touch it.”

"...Why would you have such a dangerous idea?" Yalman looked at Mostima, asking with great incomprehension, "You should know that my true form isn't something to behold; that thing is too dangerous, I..."

Do you think it's possible you'll never let me see it?

“…This…” Yarman fell silent upon hearing this, which was unavoidable. “But…”

Just one look! Just one look!

“Well… alright then.” Yarman finally agreed, gently putting his arm around Mostima’s shoulder and looking into her eyes, saying, “Look me in the eyes!”

"Um……!"

“This is my true form.” Yarman looked at Mostima, who was sitting blankly beside him, and slowly looked away. He didn’t dare to release his true form directly in Terra, lest the entire Terra become like that planet back then, where everyone in the world had an extra tentacle.

Of course, it might not just be one more tentacle; it could be many more. And it might not even be a tentacle; it could grow two heads or three legs or something.

But Mostima insisted on seeing it, so Yarman had no choice but to show her his true nature. Of course, he had rendered it harmless; although it was a high-definition image, it no longer had any mental effects. Mostima was simply shocked.

It's probably the kind of shock you feel when you discover that the person you're sleeping with is a monster.

"...This is your true form?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Nothing much... It's so ugly, you look like a lousy egg wearing a stupid cloak." Mostima said to Yarman, who was drinking beer, "Why did you turn out like this? You used to be quite handsome!"

"...This thing is beyond my control."

"Let's find another bedroom. I don't want to sleep with you anymore."

"No way!" Yarman panicked. He never expected things to turn out this way. His wife hadn't gone crazy, but instead started to complain about his looks. This was a huge problem!

"Your thing is so ugly, it makes me uncomfortable to look at you. I regret it now, I shouldn't have looked at your true form."

"No way! Don't even think about it! I absolutely won't agree!"

Just as the two started playfully fighting again, a phone call suddenly interrupted their actions. Yarman, who was holding Mostima, slowly released her and picked up the phone.

"Hey, what's up?"

“Lord Muller, a group has arrived outside the city. They say they are from Rhodes Island and want to establish a liaison office and a hospital here. They hope to get our approval and support.”

Hearing the voice on the other end, Yarman and Mostima exchanged a glance. He picked up the phone and asked, "Did they only send one team? Instead of a landship?"

"Yes, Lord City Lord, they... their landships have arrived."

"Prepare to receive their landship. I'll personally go greet them later." After saying this, Yarman hung up the phone. He looked at Mostima and said, "The entire Rhodes Island is here. Please go and receive Kal'tsit and the others for me. I need to discuss some issues with the Doctor."

"Is it a question about that world?"

“Yes!” Yarman sighed, crossed his legs slightly, and frowned slightly. “The truth will eventually come out. After all, it’s an operation against an entire world. It can’t be kept secret for long. We still need to talk to him.”

"Afraid he won't agree?"

"Leaving aside how much weight his opinion carries, even if it does, it's too late to disagree now." Yarman looked at Mostima and said, "I have already connected the life laws of the two worlds, and the life laws of that world will continuously supply our world with life."

"It's an unbreakable magic array, so it's too late to back out now."

“Yalman…”

"Ok?"

"You're really ruthless!"

"For the sake of our world, I always have to be ruthless. There's no other way. Rather than wasting resources in that world, it's better to give them to us to use."

Chapter 83: How could you cultivate so haphazardly?

Canaan, dock.

Yarman and Mostima stood calmly on the dock, watching the massive landship enter the port and wait for its crew to disembark.

As soon as the ship docked, the door at the bottom of the cabin opened. The first person to emerge was not Kal'tsit or the others, but the Doctor, who was wearing a black robe. He looked very anxious and began looking around as soon as he got off the ship. After finding Yalman, he rushed over.

"Are you asking me about the changes that have occurred in the world?" Yarman asked before the doctor could speak.

"This one……"

“Let’s talk in the lab.” Yarman stepped forward, grabbed the doctor’s shoulder, and then cast a spatial spell. The two of them vanished from their spot and reappeared in his lab the next second.

He moved a high stool in front of the doctor, and Yarman sat down in the chair behind him. He gestured to the high stool, "Sit down. Would you like something to drink?"

“This…no need.” The doctor paused, sat down on the stool, and as soon as he sat down, he asked eagerly, “When I was examining our world a few days ago, I discovered that the strength of our world’s life laws has greatly increased, and all the creatures in the world have begun to evolve at an accelerated pace. This is…”

“This is normal. It would be abnormal if it didn’t speed things up.” Yarman produced two cups of coffee from somewhere and handed one to the doctor. “A man can’t get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse can’t get fat without night grass. You should know this principle. I’m just adding a little fuel to our world.”

"Where did this night grass come from?"

"Night Grass, the newcomer to the world of technological cultivation."

"...So you held this meeting just to divide up that world?"

"Actually, he started it."

How much will we get this time?

"The achievements of development, the rules of the world, and the laws of life of a planetary-level world."

"You're fleecing me to death!"

"Alright, just stay in Terra and keep an eye on things for me, don't worry about anything else, and don't tell anyone." Yarman looked at the doctor in front of him, who was clearly also morally bankrupt, and was very satisfied. "There's one more thing, have you bought the cultivation techniques uploaded by that tech-savvy cultivator to practice?"

"This..." The doctor was taken aback. He thought for a moment, and finally nodded under Yalman's helpless gaze, "I bought it, and I've practiced it, but I feel..."

"It's over." Yalman shook his head, then looked at the doctor and growled in a low voice, "Didn't Lin Yi say in the group chat that you guys shouldn't buy that thing for cultivation?"

"Didn't he say that because we're not on the path of cultivating immortality, we shouldn't cultivate?"

"..."×2

"Why do you think that just because it's not the path of immortal cultivation, you can't learn immortal cultivation techniques?" Yarman was truly speechless. He had thought of everything, but he never imagined that his rear base would be cultivating this poison. "How many people in the group haven't bought the cultivation techniques uploaded by Lin Yi? Think about it!"

"This..." The doctor was starting to panic. He suddenly remembered what Yalman had said—that he had struck first. He looked up sharply and asked, "Is there something wrong with that thing?!"

“It’s not just a problem, it’s a huge problem!” Yarman shook his head helplessly. “That thing’s rapid growth is achieved by squeezing out its future potential. According to Lin Yi’s prediction, it will exhaust its potential in three years at most, and then it will start to decline and eventually become a cripple.”

"Have you been feeling weak lately, with intermittent pain in your internal organs, dizziness, and a feeling of not being able to think clearly, as if your body is empty?"

"..."

"Sigh! Never mind, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the doctor, grabbed his shoulder, lifted him up, and, to the doctor's horrified gaze, slapped him in the dantian!

"Bong!"

"what!"

Yarman swiftly and decisively destroyed the little bit of magic the Doctor had painstakingly cultivated. Looking at the Doctor, who was now like a lump of mud, slumped over and could only maintain his posture by relying on his hands, he sighed helplessly. After all, the Doctor was someone from his world, his little friend; he couldn't just leave him unsaid.

He tossed the doctor onto the lab table, watching him lie motionless like a dead fish. Yarman took a small bottle from the shelf and a small beaker from the side, pouring all the medicine into the bottle. Then he went to the largest cabinet in the lab and took out several kinds of medicine.

"Sigh, really, he just had to go and practice randomly. Can you practice this stuff randomly? Now look what's happened, he's ruined himself, and I don't even know how to fix it." Yarman complained as he poured bottles of potions into a beaker and mixed them. Looking at the dark purple potion, he shook his head.

"But I can't use witchcraft, lest I turn him into a monster too. I can only use these potions," Yarman muttered helplessly. He had only recently discovered that his witchcraft, in addition to achieving its original purpose, sometimes had side effects, making people more prone to reverting to their old ways.

For example, with a simple healing spell, the patient will naturally recover, but there is a certain possibility that an extra arm will grow, or that the healed area will undergo mutation.

After discovering this, he began to use his witchcraft on people as little as possible.

"Sigh, it's ready. Let's try it and see if it works." Yarman picked up the beaker, looked at the dark purple potion inside that emitted a seven-colored light, and slowly walked to the doctor's side, preparing to feed it to him.

Of course, there wouldn't be just one cup of medicine for treatment; there would be about seven more cups to drink. However, since those medicines had to be prepared fresh each time and couldn't be left out, they weren't made immediately.

"Sizzle~~~~"

"Doctor! We've come...Doctor?"

Just as he was about to pour the potion into the Doctor's mouth, the door suddenly opened, and Amiya, Kal'tsit, and the others walked in, while Mostima stood aside. But when they saw the scene before them, everyone was stunned.

Ignoring the person behind him, Yarman poured the potion directly into the doctor's mouth, then walked to the side and continued mixing the potion, as if he hadn't seen the person at all.

"Mon3tr!"

"time!"

Upon seeing the scene before them, everyone was in an uproar. Kal'tsit, who was standing at the door, immediately summoned a black monster, while Amiya conjured a black magic orb in her hand. Mostima, who was standing to the side, instantly activated her staff, freezing time in the surrounding area.

"Xiao Mo, stop them, don't disturb me." Yarman didn't say a word, just silently prepared the potion. This level of potion was also a challenge for him. He couldn't be distracted by arguing with the doctor's women.

Upon hearing this, the Rhodes Island team erupted in chaos. Before they could even process what was happening, the Rhodes Island operators immediately began to take action!

Facing Amiya's spell orb, Kal'tsit's summoned beast, Shining's sword about to be drawn, Blaze's chainsaw instantly activated, and the Rhodes Island crew arriving shortly after being notified, Mostima's expression remained completely unchanged.

If it were the old her, she would indeed have been doomed, but having followed Yarman for so long, even without systematic learning, she had read quite a few books in the library!

Looking at the dazzling magical light before her, Mostima, holding two staffs, seemed to solidify time around her. "Sorry, I can't let you pass right now."

Chapter 84: I'm the most outrageous one

After pouring the last cup of medicine into the Doctor's mouth, Yarman wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a soft sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the Rhodes Island members who were looking at him in despair, and said calmly, "Your Doctor will wake up in five minutes at most. Don't worry, I have no intention of harming him."

"..."×n

"Forget it, I can't explain this to you." Yarman looked at the crowd, who were still filled with despair and resentment, and shook his head helplessly. He looked at Mostima, who was standing at the door, steadily blocking all the attackers. "How is it? Can you hold on? If you can't, then I'll take over."