Above The Sky
Chapter 1142: 164: All Terra People Should Kowtow to Inega II (6600)_4

Chapter 1142: Chapter 164: All Terra People Should Kowtow to Inega II (6600)_4

Ultimately, in this world, strength comes in numbers. Without reaching the Sixth Echelon, getting too strong on your own will still result in defeat if you are ganged up on. At the very least, Ian feels that if the Huai Guang Church came with a group of clerics, along with seven or eight Fifth Energy Level powerhouses to hunt him down in his Lich King form, the best outcome for him would likely be fleeing Terra and barely surviving on another Terra planet.

But the Emperor is not the same. With the Emperor’s Authority, he can easily conceal his true intentions of cultivation, using various means to integrate all the Imperial People as part of himself.

The Silver Chip… it truly is a power that can completely change the entire world.

But the problem arises as well.

— Did the Pioneer do it this way?

Ian has no answer to this question. For now, it seems the Pioneer did not do it this way. After all, by the time he transferred out the Silver Chip, he was probably barely alive, and after transferring all the Silver Chips, the old man died directly, leaving only intelligent robots, or perhaps his Echo, to send out the Silver Chip.

And the Pioneer’s Echo is not the Pioneer himself; it cannot, like Ian, unload on its own, personally comprehend, and consider the possibility of an undead calamity—let’s be honest, only someone with Ian’s low moral standards would think of such a vile possibility immediately. A more upright person, like Inega II, might have never considered it from the beginning.

It’s just unfortunate there are too many people with low morals on Terra, making Ian appear rather noble and righteous in contrast.

“Ah, fortunately, I attempted it this way; otherwise, my imagination regarding the Heterogeneous Research Institute Relics might have truly died.”

Standing up, Ian felt much more relieved in his heart.

This time in Canaan Moore, Ian didn’t bring Frost Butterfly or any other companions of relatively low strength. In his view, neither Yisen Gard, nor Sio, nor even Anfa were sufficient to act as anchors of safety for his observation. After all, the dangers in these ruins were undoubtedly great. If even those companions encountered risks, then he definitely wouldn’t fare well either—in other words, any problem those people could solve, he could certainly solve too.

But, if the danger appeared to target Ian himself, the holder of the Silver Chip, what then?

How could he predict that?

The answer is that it’s unpredictable unless people are bound to their battlefield. Ian might then also capture a wild creature around the Ruins as a safety anchor, but the best response is to first understand all possible dangers.

Thus, Ian had always felt as though a stone was pressing on his heart, seriously considering many possibilities—and now, the dangerous reefs began to recede from the sea of possibilities, which in turn made Ian breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing their true form.

Seeing them means he can change them; he will not be defeated by detected threats.

“The Silver Chip does have a part in the Exotic Species Research Institute, and the Echo of the Pioneer might still exist, possibly even as the original form of the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon—although the current Exotic Species Research Institute is still quite safe, having undergone many investigations, once I use the authority of the Silver Chip, the Pioneer’s Echo might be alerted.”

With this thought, Ian laughed: “Not bad, things are getting interesting—for other exploration teams, I have the Silver Chip as a trump card of authority, whereas for the Pioneer’s Echo, I can disguise as true Dragon Blood. Although I need to restrict myself a little, overall, I have solutions to both parties’ problems.”

“But the most important thing is…”

“Why hasn’t the Star God given me a gift! My Silver Chip, no, the full version of the Rites of the Star Gods? Also a Pioneer, why give to the Pioneer and not to me?”

This is sequential discrimination—Ian thought with some dissatisfaction, “Although getting a second Silver Chip wouldn’t be of much use, at least give me the physical aspect too?”

Obviously, the Pioneer got a full version of the Silver Chip as a gift precisely because he gained the favor of the Star God, and Ian, being a Pioneer as well, why didn’t he get a second Silver Chip?

But this is really just speculation, because it’s apparent from the Pioneer’s memory.

“The Star God was defeated. Ah, such a strong race would also be defeated… how dangerous is this universe ultimately?”

The young man slightly shook his head, sighing in his heart: “Although I can’t figure out who their enemy was, or how they defeated them… the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, and even the Star Prison Tianyu, the dimming of stars throughout the galaxy, might all be related to that grand war of the gods and paradise.”

“And the Pioneer, and even the previous era civilizations, seemed to know part of the war situation behind the Star God.”

“Hope this time… I can get the truth from the Exotic Species Research Institute.”

Thud, thud, thud.

“Ian.”

At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and Anfa came to personally remind his friend: “Yisen Gard and Master Gossay are here, the dinner banquet is about to begin.”

“Alright.”

Coming back to his senses, Ian once again placed the Silver Chip into his right hand—with a familiar sourness, numbness, and pain, high heat and slowness, Ian’s right hand completed the reinstallation of the Silver Chip within a few seconds.

After clenching his fist to ensure there was no damage, Ian smiled and walked toward the door.

“Come on.”

There, an elf girl with green hair and golden eyes was smiling and waiting for him, then led the young man by the hand to the hall: “In the name of the Ashlight Family, even a True Dragon will definitely speak highly of this banquet!”