Surviving The Fourth Calamity

’Lu Huayu’ silently glanced at his boss who’s already fantasizing about what occasion to play the video and how to unveil those foul-mouthed guys without a hitch.

Although he seemed a bit like a gleeful little bean jumping around... it made him couldn’t help but associate it with another Young Master, ’Lu Huayu’ still understood why the boss was acting like a gossip queen.

While their country observes some customary rituals, even a wealthy family passed down through generations won’t prefer using cumbersome etiquette and bizarre clothing to showcase their noble lineage like over there in Eden.

Despite the fact that the purer the lineage, the more it proves they are products of close-relative marriages, those people in Eden would rather act like lunatics or show symptoms of hemophilia to prove their family’s long legacy.

It’s all nonsense.

As if nobody has a 500-year-old ancestor.

People like their boss, would definitely feel uncomfortable dealing with those so-called sons and daughters from Eden... he neither indulges in gambling nor drugs, yet is said to be less cultured than those swine-like people. Who wouldn’t be annoyed by that!

’Lu Huayu’ nodded: "That’s actually quite easy.

When the Black Rose officially strikes, I’ll have someone start recording, ensuring first visual perspective."

"Huh? Won’t this expose your spies in their family?" The Apocalyptic Boss asked hesitantly.

"Oh~ Baldy already knows." ’Lu Huayu’ smiled oddly, "Between us, this is considered a temporary tacit understanding.

After all, hatred runs deep, both sides are quite sensitive to each other’s news.

So, let’s not talk about the spies in the dark, but openly, we both have placed one.

This is done, of course for... hehe~

At least it prevents unexpected attacks on the rival family.

However, they’re all secondary personnel, only called upon when the whole family goes to war.

That way, it’s perfect for capturing their faces losing their underwear."

The Apocalyptic Boss nodded absent-mindedly, then leaned forward to see the members of the Last-Era Clan fighting heroically below: "In my clan, there really are dragons and tigers hidden!"

"When you pay them, they don’t just laze around and pass messages." ’Lu Huayu’ said quietly, "You should be quite glad, so many capable spies, earning salaries akin to white-collar workers, yet doing work of high-level managers."

"Damn~ you can’t fool me with that!" The Apocalyptic Boss replied with a cold smile, "They’re working two jobs for me, but still handling things on their side."

’Lu Huayu’ couldn’t help but look at him, exasperated: "Does that matter?"

"It doesn’t matter." The Apocalyptic Boss answered honestly, "It’s just too boring, I wanted some chatter."

Boom!

A loud explosion interrupted ’Lu Huayu’s response.

Ambori, who was happily spearfishing at sea, couldn’t resist turning back to look.

"No need to worry, maybe that mine collapsed, nothing to do with us, continue teasing the fish~" ’Lu Huayu’ first softly comforted the somewhat tense Ambori, "You have a troublesome enemy that could appear at any moment here!

Ah... here they are."

Ambori let out a mad laugh: "Haha~ kill them... they’re... so ugly~

Is she really a goddess?"

Anyone who knew Ambori’s past couldn’t help but look at the merfolk that could make her say such things.

And quickly understood Ambori, who has always been somewhat extreme in aesthetics.

It was a giant towering, ah no, should be dozens of massive devilfish stacked together to form a human figure.

Not front-to-back, left-to-right kind of stacking.

Rather, mismatched assemblage, using devilfish tails as arms and legs... just too many.

Just imagine how chaotic those weird eyes on the fish bellies, and the triangle mouths are... haphazardly pieced together.

"WTF..." The Apocalyptic Boss suddenly covered his eyes, "I’m going blind!"

"Ambori, are you okay?" ’Lu Huayu’ didn’t pay attention to his boss’s wails, showing concern for the befuddled Goddess of the Sea, "Shall we fire cannon shots directly to scatter them?

At least make sure they’re not fully united yet!"

"Not..." Ambori replied blankly, "I’ve encountered plenty of Abyssal Demons, not that gross.

It’s just, you know, in the Toril Sea, um, there are many devilfish devoted to Dimogogan.

So... could you record this for me?"

"Huh? Huh?" ’Lu Huayu’ rarely got puzzled by Ambori... Though the devilfish and this thing look somewhat similar, they’re still different, right?

Moreover, that creature has intelligence comparable to humans, higher than most sea creatures, but wouldn’t buy...

"If I show this to Sekola, would he spend lavishly to purchase it?" Ambori asked earnestly, "He always loves self-consolation, if he saw such a silly devilfish, he might be happy for a long time."

She blinked her big blue-green eyes flexibly: "There’s always someone willing to pay for happiness, isn’t there?"

Ambori glanced at her, completely puzzled, having no idea who they were talking about as the Apocalyptic Boss.

’Lu Huayu’ couldn’t help scratching his head... He seemed, to have taught Ambori a little too well, right?

Then he nodded with delight: "Rest assured, a comprehensive coverage, clearly visible up close!"

"Hiss... Ah!" As if feeling slighted by the foreign Goddess of the Sea ahead, the Devilfish hybrid went berserk.

Its dozens of tips, barely considered claws, emitted a sharp blue-green glow.

Then it whirled like a tornado towards Ambori.

"Water poison?" Ambori sneered, muttering, "Think you’re Talona?"

"Don’t underestimate it~" ’Lu Huayu’ gently warned.

"Ah... difficult, careful!" Ambori replied, turning her head, stabbing at the monster’s mouth directly with her trident... watching the sudden burst of blue-green mist, she hesitated slightly, "The water poison is the most... primitive kind, not even reaching the Eighth Ring level.

The key is, it’s water poison~

She thinks she’s whom?"

Her trident slowly revealed a deep blue-green hue... the mouth she stabbed had already turned cyan-black.

’Lu Huayu’ shook his head helplessly, glanced at the tablet: "You don’t have to hold back, it’s all been filmed.

Up and down, even in mid-air, there’s full coverage."

Ambori began to laugh, her hoarse voice resonating with deep-seated murderous intent: "Very well~ Then let it die swiftly.

Honestly, I hate those Devilfish, such a shame, my master is someone I dare not provoke."

The reason she dared to slightly tease the mood of the Demon Prince now was because she took advantage of everyone still disoriented to swiftly move her home from the Bottomless Abyss to the swaying Ningbrol Island.

Unless absolutely necessary, who’d want to be neighbors with Benshasha anyway?

For now, no one in Toril would bother her.

And ’Lu Huayu’ even invited many Legendary Mages to help her re-establish the island’s defenses.

The most frightening part was the presence of Shaer’s followers... A fact that made Ambori refrain from reneging, but at least the island’s concealment exceeded her expectations.

Once her Divine Power recuperates to the extent the Prime Material Plane disallows retaining, finding a residence on the upper plane won’t be so challenging.

Moreover, ’Lu Huayu’ sought that Teraxil Divinity named William to purchase numerous exceptionally strong Alchemy Arrays... Dropping a small conch on the ground would make them materialize instantly, and several could be combined for use... Heh~

Even if Shaer intends harm, she’d have to consider a certain Lord of Justice’s sentiments, wouldn’t she?

’Lu Huayu’ explained meticulously why involving those individuals... Like the Legendary Mages with some as Edna’s followers, and those former Mistrala Electors seeking ties with the Undead Tribe.

Those checks and balances coupled with complementary plots, though Ambori half-understood, she was still somewhat enlightened.

Watching ’Lu Huayu’ smile at her, Ambori charged valiantly towards the heap of rotten flesh.

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"Old Dog!" ’Qiuqiu’ rushed into the command hall, "Black Rose says the reserves left in the mine couldn’t go online!"

"Ah... indeed." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ spoke with a subtle expression, "I said, Gaia wouldn’t be completely devoid of Earth authority.

This enclosed type of mine indeed favors her!

Ha~ No wonder her backup usually hides in caves."

Though well-hidden, unfortunately, their Little Bear ventures underground without needing tunnels.

"Unable to go online, possibly due to prohibition of certain elements." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ chuckled, "Our Elemental Bodies, going online and offline truly involves multiple elements reassembling.

So once certain elements are excluded, the body naturally fails to recondense.

On this point, I had long inquired Hill.

Some places in his Magic Tower, not only is online impossible, but even logging off could trigger warnings of potential experience loss... because elements massively lack, akin to dying once."

’Snow Cloud Peak’ flicked his tablet: "Tsk~ All from the Earth Deity System, Gaia still counts as a deity!"

"She played dead for so long, why suddenly act? And to us... shouldn’t it be Aesces?" ’Susu’ couldn’t figure it out.

"How possible?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ shook his head, "The World Master remains the World Master, truly wishing to nibble him, tooth breakage probability remains at least ninety-nine percent.

Wanting to switch from stowaway to immigrant while scrapping some of Aesces’ fate is one thing, driving the master away isn’t within her capability."

"Then what is she trying... Wait... Hill?!" Even ’Qiuqiu’ caught on.

"Ha~" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ flicked his nail, "Daring to underestimate Hill~"