Mini World Game Console-Chapter 781 - 782 Part One

Sky Capital, Underground Research Institute.

Interestingly enough, although the Great Wall is now the most prominent Transcendent organization in Mysterious Country, they don't actually have a headquarters.

There are two reasons for this. First, they're not a 9-to-5 or 9-to-9 work unit, but a 24/7 Cultivation organization. Their members don't have what you'd call vacations. They're either on a business trip, cultivating, or studying, meaning they don't need a fixed workplace.

Second, the true leader of the Great Wall is Ren Zuo, who simply can't leave the Dispersing Spirit Space. Are they expected to have Ren Zuo join meetings above ground via video chat...?

You Jiu actually supported the idea of establishing a headquarters on the surface so they could have meetings without Ren Zuo. "I am not unable to endure hardship," he'd said, "but do we really have to meet where you take a dump every time? It makes us look like some low-life villain organization that conducts their meetings in the bathroom..."

Ren Zuo then sent You Jiu straight to the toilet, cast a Barrier, and imprisoned him there.

It took You Jiu 25 minutes to break the Barrier. Twenty of those minutes were spent on a significant metabolic process, prompting the sigh, 'What doesn't kill him only makes him stronger.' After that, no one else brought up the issue of a headquarters again.

As a substitute, the Underground Research Institute essentially functions as the Great Wall's headquarters; new Measuring Rulers come here to study and train.

As for the veteran Measuring Rulers and the Shanhes, they are generally well-accommodated by the state. Even You Jiu, who frequently flies about, has a manor in Sky Capital rented to him by the state.

As for Mr. Chuan, he naturally spends his free time at the Pangolin Protection Base. There, he feasts on termites and bullet ants daily with his own kind. One person's enlightenment lifts all around him to the heavens. It would be even better if a female pangolin also turned into a monster.

However, today, most of the Great Wall members were gathered in the Underground Research Institute.

From Mr. Chuan and You Jiu of the Shanhes, down to the new Measuring Rulers Cha Xian'er and Chen Liao, all of them were staying in the institute's rooms.

Even You Jiu, who most despised living in such a sunless place, had been very well-behaved for several days, staying in his room cultivating without causing any trouble.

This evening, all the researchers had left the Dispersing Spirit Space, with only the members of the Great Wall remaining inside.

"Is it really tonight?"

You Jiu, hunched and slouched, wearing a tracksuit with his hands in his pockets and wireless earphones in his ears, shuffled in wearing slippers with an air of utter indifference, saying, "My Spiritual Energy fluctuates by hundreds of thousands every minute, so don't waste my entire evening just to watch you squat over a pit!"

Ren Zuo raised his hand slightly. A golden glow blossomed in mid-air. One side of the glow displayed techniques for animal husbandry, while the other was inscribed with strategies for unifying the four seas. It then shot towards You Jiu like a long rainbow.

"Sword Technique - Xuanyuan."

You Jiu's eyes suddenly narrowed. He straightened his back unconsciously, his body alight with a dazzling white light that pained the onlookers' eyes!

His body as the sword, achieving unity of man and sword!

I *am* the Sword's Bone! The Sword's very Head!

"Sword Technique - Cloth"!

You Jiu raised his hand directly to meet the Immortal Sword Xuanyuan. The Unadorned Sword Light from his body clashed with the Xuanyuan Golden Light, creating a sound like a thousand birds chirping at once!

In the blink of an eye, the golden light dissipated, and You Jiu retracted his Sword Light. Aside from the churning Spiritual Energy, it was as if nothing had happened in the Dispersing Spirit Space.

"Two thousand five hundred li of Shanhe, and he's progressed even further," the Bald Monk, Dharma Name Endless, dressed in a Chuyin Bodhisattva Kasaya, said calmly.

This was the unspoken agreement between Ren Zuo and You Jiu: You Jiu could be arrogant, act tough, and speak disrespectfully, but he had to withstand one of Ren Zuo's attacks.

If he could take it, Ren Zuo allowed him his moment of arrogance; if not, he would be the one embarrassed.

Also, no public property could be damaged during the exchange; otherwise, Ren Zuo would send him straight to the toilet for serious reflection.

This was not the first time You Jiu had taken Ren Zuo's punishment, but it was the most elegantly he had ever done so.

Without a trace of crudeness, it was sharpness countering sharpness.

Ren Zuo laughed. "Is this the result of your past few days' efforts?"

"Although it doesn't match your Xuanyuan Sword right now, it's a sword that belongs to me," You Jiu stated proudly. "Give me a little more time, and I could easily cut down your mere Xuanyuan Sword!"

Ren Zuo remained noncommittal. Sitting next to the Ice Throne, he said, "It seems the battle in London had a great impact on you. Not only did you break through your bottleneck and reach the Fifth Tier in a single day, but you also developed a new spell within two days... What's the name of this technique?"

"The inspiration for this spell came from a friend's suggestion," You Jiu said. "As someone passionate about swords, the ultimate expression of that love is to become one with the sword—to make the sword my bones, my flesh, my blood. With my body as the sword, I am unstoppable, invulnerable! A person transformed into a sword will always prevail!"

"This sword is named—Cloth!"

"The Unadorned Sword," Ren Zuo laughed, unable to help himself. "That doesn't quite suit your status, does it? I thought you would name this technique something like the Son of Heaven Sword."

Mr. Chuan then spoke up, "When the Son of Heaven is angered, a million corpses lie prostrate."

"Alright, alright, we know you've studied history up to the second semester of junior high," You Jiu glanced at Mr. Chuan and said. "The Son of Heaven may rage, but what does that have to do with a million people?"

"The Son of Heaven Sword, with its infantry and chariots as its edge, and mountains, rivers, and cities as its blade—ultimately, it's just manipulating others to die for one's own benefit. I disdain to do it, and I disdain to use such a name."

"My flesh and blood are the unparalleled sword's edge; my plain clothes are the fortress of mountains and rivers." You Jiu found a spot to sit down, huffed, and said, "When Cloth is enraged, blood is spattered within five paces. It can pacify the world, stabilize the cosmos, and protect all living beings. My Unadorned Sword can battle across three thousand li with a single strike and can resist a force of a million. How could it compare to a sword of power that means the death of a million?"

"Squatter, times have changed."

Coming from You Jiu's mouth, these words carried an exceedingly persuasive power.

Ren Zuo covered his mouth with a smile, then said, "If I'm not mistaken, the next arrival of the Door of Truth should be at midnight tonight."

"11 PM to 1 AM, huh... So, right about now," You Jiu nodded to himself and asked, "How do you know? A flash of inspiration during a bout of constipation?"

Honestly, if it weren't for You Jiu, the other members of the Great Wall wouldn't dare question Ren Zuo like this.

Ren Zuo's seniority and strength commanded such respect that others simply obeyed his commands without question. This was unlike You Jiu, who had the easygoing manner of a student questioning a head teacher. But Ren Zuo, after all, was still young. He could be pretentiously artistic and often spoke in half-truths to show off, leaving everyone confused yet too intimidated to ask.

"Have any of you ever played online games?" Ren Zuo suddenly asked in return.

Everyone was taken aback.

Boss, you're dressed like an Immortal, with a crown and large sleeves, forced to sit on the Ice Throne all day cultivating and studying spells, and you're asking us if we've played online games?

"We've played a bit," the group said modestly.

"The descent of the Door of Truth is like an online game updating its version," Ren Zuo explained. "Originally, this dimension was just the 'Spiritual Energy Resurgence' version. But with the arrival of the Door of Truth, a brand new type of power has appeared."

"You may not feel it; this power hasn't fully taken shape yet—it still needs a little more, and only I have a faint premonition of it..."

You Jiu scoffed, "You make it sound like you're discussing your constipation..."

Ren Zuo ignored him and continued, "This power clings to Spiritual Energy but transcends it. It's a wholly new power system. I can clearly sense that Spiritual Energy is changing, becoming more orderly from its chaotic state. All spells, cultivation, and awakenings will likely change as a result."

"When the Door of Truth fully descends, the new power will crystallize, and the resurgence of Spiritual Energy will enter a new phase."

"And this process of change is about to be completed."

Ren Zuo spoke calmly, "The completion time is now."

The crowd nodded, accepting Ren Zuo's assessment. Mr. Chuan stepped forward to arrange the battle formations, and everyone entered a state of heightened combat readiness.

"To reiterate," said the Endless Monk, "our goal is to defeat the Gatekeeper and seize the Door of Truth. We must not kill the Gatekeeper, to avoid antagonizing the World Tree. However, we cannot allow the Gatekeeper to complete the trial. We must seize this opportunity to capture the Door of Truth for the Great Wall!"

"Yes!"

The Endless Monk raised his hand and proclaimed, "For Mysterious Country!"

"For Mysterious Country!"

You Jiu dug at his earwax. "You guys can even make a robbery sound this passionate..."

The Endless Monk replied indifferently, "Robbing for the country—can that be called robbery? Besides, this is the Gatekeeper's trial. If he can't overcome us and we take the Door of Truth, it's entirely his own fault."

"This is Mysterious Country's territory. He entered without a visa, so he has no residential rights. Both he and the Door of Truth belong to our country as property. Legally, we are in the right."

You Jiu waved a hand dismissively. "Alright, I can't argue with you, a monk who'd gladly kill and commit arson..."

Cha Xian'er spoke with some concern, "But this way, Ren Zuo will be fully exposed to the entire world."

"It can't be helped. The Gatekeeper is the one attacking us on our turf. You can't expect Ren Zuo to run away clutching his toilet, can you?"

You Jiu chuckled. "I couldn't care less. I alone can defeat the Gatekeeper and restore my honor. Damn it, the internet is saying that neither I nor that Birdman could beat him. I must prove I'm ten times stronger than the Gatekeeper and a hundred times stronger than the Birdman!"

Having advanced to the Fifth Tier in one day and developed new spells in two, You Jiu was brimming with confidence and fighting spirit.

But Chen Liao also voiced his worry. "Once other countries discover how powerful Ren Zuo is, surpassing all other Transcendents, what if they unite to suppress Mysterious Country..."

"Yeah..."

"The nail that sticks out gets hammered down..."

Other Great Wall members also had reservations.

"Then we'll crush them," You Jiu snorted.

"Do you think my Unadorned Sword is just for restoring my honor?"

"And you lot," You Jiu scanned the Great Wall members. "You've received so many favors from this squatter. Isn't it all for a day like this?"

"What, you plan to let him handle everything while he's constipated? Nonsense! Then what are you here for? To get paid for sitting around and doing nothing?"

The Great Wall members flushed red from You Jiu's tirade. Cha Xian'er raised an eyebrow slightly, using Heart Sound to stir their emotions. Soon, someone muttered, "No."

"Then what are you afraid of? Afraid other countries will suppress us? Then become strong enough to suppress them back!"

You Jiu stood up, his Fifth-Tier Pressure dominating the area. Apart from Ren Zuo, all other members felt a jolt of energy!

"I don't understand 'all beings are equal,' nor do I comprehend 'boundless love.' I only know one thing—"

You Jiu slowly straightened up, his voice as resonant as a celestial choir. "We grew up on the greatest land! We are the greatest people! We are born to be the favored children of this era! We must be number one in every field, excel in everything we do!"

"No compromise! No bowing down! No submission! No yielding!"

"We are the wheels of history! Anything that stands in our way will be crushed! Understand?!"

"Understood!" the Great Wall roared in unison.

At that moment, Ren Zuo also spoke. "Don't worry. My exposure isn't entirely a bad thing."

"This time, we will surely obtain the Door of Truth. With it as our foundation, we can vigorously develop the new power system, which will be enough to put Mysterious Country's Transcendents ahead of other nations. One step ahead means always being ahead. Compared to the risks of my exposure, the benefits we stand to gain are far greater."

"Moreover, although I cannot leave the Dispersing Spirit Space, other countries aren't aware of that. Even if they were, it would be meaningless. The strongest Transcendent in other countries is Angel Zack, whose strength is similar to You Jiu's... No, don't speak, You Jiu. Angel Zack is a bit weaker than you, alright?"

You Jiu sulkily closed his mouth.

Ren Zuo continued, "Externally, you, the Great Wall, are enough to intimidate other nations. Internally, I guard a thousand miles; here, I am invincible."

"Overall, my exposure won't lead to severe consequences and may even bring great benefits. There's no need to worry."

Everyone finally relaxed.

Ren Zuo also breathed a sigh of relief. A smile touched the corners of his mouth as he forcibly suppressed his inner excitement, awaiting the arrival of the Gatekeeper and the Door of Truth with an air of calm nonchalance.

He had actually been looking forward to being exposed, okay? He wasn't interested in the world's worship, but this was an opportunity to connect with a Supernatural Organization! His battle with the Gatekeeper would inevitably be broadcast live globally. When the Members of the Immortal Palace watched, and they surely would... The Palace Nine-Tailed Fox would see him: sitting on the Ice Throne, effortlessly suppressing the Gatekeeper with one hand while opening the Door of Truth with the other—a display of his handsome and mighty power! Marrying the Nine-Tailed Fox, taking charge of the Fairy Palace, resolving his bloodline curse, and reaching the pinnacle of his life—it would all naturally follow! This good fortune should have fallen upon his head long ago! Ren Zuo even felt the trial of the Door of Truth was arriving too late! He was confident he could defeat the Gatekeeper because no matter how strong the Gatekeeper was, he was definitely stronger. He was the ceiling of this world! Ren Zuo wasn't worried about the fight at all. Instead, he was considering whether to drop a hint about the Nine-Tailed Fox during the live broadcast, suggesting Fairy Palace send her to recruit him. Would a line like, "I've long heard of the beauty of the Palace Nine-Tailed Fox" be too subtle? Or would, 'Gatekeeper, do you have the Nine-Tailed Fox's WeChat?' be more down-to-earth?

Both the Great Wall and Ren Zuo were certain the Gatekeeper would come here.

This was because the trials of Truth grew progressively harder, and the Seekers' strength also increased incrementally.

Angel Zack and Taoist You Jiu, from the fourth trial, were already the strongest publicly known combatants in the world.

There was only one person stronger than them—

Ren Zuo.

Therefore, the Gatekeeper's next trial opponent could only be Ren Zuo!

Did the Gatekeeper even have another choice? But neither the Immortal Palace nor the World Tree could intervene in the trial.

The Great Wall awaited the opportunity to seize the Door of Truth.

Ren Zuo awaited his chance to make a dazzling entrance and defeat the Gatekeeper.

Amidst everyone's anticipation, time crept towards midnight—

"Ah." You Jiu, who was playing on his phone, exclaimed, "Ren Naiser is live-streaming again."

Ren Zuo blinked, looking around the Dispersing Spirit Space.

Where are they? Where's the Door of Truth? Where's the shining entrance I was promised? So much for my chance to make a grand debut by defeating the Gatekeeper!

Everyone pulled out their phones. Cha Xian'er remarked curiously, "The Gatekeeper's opponents this time are all so strange; we don't recognize any of them. Plus, they're wearing weird masks... Oh, wait, there's one we do recognize."

"Who?" Ren Zuo asked subconsciously.

Cha Xian'er replied, "The Black Coffin Demon King. The Gatekeeper mentioned him before."

The Demon King!

Ren Zuo was dumbfounded.

Damn it! The World Tree and Immortal Palace indeed don't participate in trials, but among the supernatural organizations, there really is a Demon King faction!

...

...

「Lianjiang City, Heavenly Lotus Academy.」

Sensing the ripples of Spiritual Energy in the air, Dong Chengling, who had just fallen asleep, woke up. She got out of bed to assess the situation. She figured out the Spiritual Energy burst was centered far away, likely downtown, and decided to go back to sleep.

The Tactical Bureau protected the downtown area. As an academy teacher, she felt her duty was to protect the teachers and students, not to abandon her responsibilities for a vague sense of justice.

Moreover, with Luna and Little Jiu at home—individuals who held a place in Dong Chengling's heart far above others—she wouldn't leave them in the middle of the night.

Hmm?

Dong Chengling's keen senses detected someone entering her home through the balcony.

A thief? And breaking into *my* house? Even Dong Chengling couldn't help but find it absurd—could this thief *be* any unluckier?

She didn't open her bedroom door or put on slippers, simply teleporting into the hallway.

In the moonlit living room, she could see a figure casting a long shadow. Although he was moving stealthily, he was quite unprofessional; his shoes made soft thuds on the floor.

Dong Chengling quietly waited for him to reach the corner, then teleported directly in front of him. She unleashed her Fourth-Tier Pressure and lunged with a "Finger Lock," planning to subdue the thief and drag him to the police station!

But the instant she saw the thief's face, she forcefully dispelled her spell. However, she couldn't stop her momentum and, instead of grabbing, ended up slapping him!

A sharp slap rang out. The thief yelped, touched his left cheek, and grimacing, asked, "Could you hit my right cheek too?"

"This is the first time I've heard such a strange request," Dong Chengling said, one eyebrow arching as she raised her left hand.

The thief's body tensed; he closed his eyes, bracing for the pain.

Yet, only a warm palm gently touched his face.

"Why didn't you use the front door?" Dong Chengling asked gently.

Ren Suo shrugged. "If I used the front door, I'd have to wait for the elevator, ride it up, ring the doorbell, then have you come open it... It takes too much time."

"You couldn't even wait that little bit of time?" Dong Chengling tilted her head, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at him.

Ren Suo blinked, then stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Dong Chengling's slender waist, pulling her close. Their eyes met, and he whispered, "I just didn't want to make *you* wait a moment longer."

"I've already kept you waiting too long."

Dong Chengling, barefoot, stepped onto his shoes and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What kind of promise, doomed to expire and rot, are you going to make this time?"

"This promise will never expire; it's an ever-bearing fruit tree," Ren Suo said. "Even if you spend a lifetime tending and watering it, you might never harvest ripe fruit."

Dong Chengling tilted her head. "Then what do I get?"

"You can slap this tree whenever you like," he replied.

Gazing at Dong Chengling, his eyes seeming to glow with affection, Ren Suo gently kissed her, murmuring, "You will always be this tree's owner..."

"...one of them."

SMACK.

Ren Suo's right cheek got its wish.