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Chapter 298 - 217: Doomsday

Chapter 298: Chapter 217: Doomsday

Eisenberg-Adler was the chosen one.

However, it wasn’t gods who had selected him, but devils born from the "Conscious Space." The ultimate goal of this research was to help the "Cocoon" break free from the limitations of planets and space, allowing them to freely transfer their Strength to every corner of the universe.

The appearance of the Key of Domination meant that this research had achieved interim success.

Once the "Cocoon" broke through spatial limitations, what awaited the company and humanity would be catastrophic destruction.

"You’re also a ’Cocoon,’ aren’t you?"

Earth Wolf Twelve asked gravely.

In the parables of the Shan Clan People, their ancestors lost a gamble with the god of trade, which also brought destruction to Flashing Star.

Although He Ya was fluent in human languages and could appear in human form, this wasn’t enough to distract from her identity as a "Cocoon."

He questioned her, "Why are you telling us all of this?"

The honesty of the moment only made Earth Wolf Twelve suspect that He Ya was concealing some even greater conspiracy.

"Because with your current Strength, you are bound to be unable to escape the fate of destruction. Haven’t some of your churches already prophesied the arrival of Doomsday? After Doomsday arrives, no humans will exist in the entire universe, only the cold loneliness and darkness will remain."

"Are you trying to say that you’re actually a good person, planning to help humanity avoid the fate of destruction?"

Mocking Pigeon, considering the past behavior of the god of trade, felt that her credibility was not optimistic. The destruction of Flashing Star indicated that He Ya, just like all other "Cocoons," did not care for human lives.

She had already brought destruction to the Shan Clan People once.

"Of course not, you always tend to think too highly of yourselves. In fact, I have always been a practitioner of the Balance Sect."

"Balance Sect?"

"I dislike it when any force in the universe becomes dominant, even the ’Cocoon’ cannot. Only in this way can my business continue going on."

The most ideal state was an ongoing local war, with no one party able to gain the upper hand.

War has always been the quickest path to riches.

"If you don’t go after Eisenberg-Adler, the ’Cocoon’ that chose him will sooner or later fish him out from the Prison Planet. The choice is entirely in your hands; you can sell him to me for a high price, or you can simply kill him... Oh, right, the Brain Worm said your little gift is already on its way, it shouldn’t take much longer for you to receive it."

After throwing the problem to Duan Mingyuan, He Ya ended the conversation in high spirits.

She was already eager to see a long period of chaos throughout the universe in the future.

The company and the Chamber of Commerce, the Transcenders, the chosen ones, as well as her own kind.

She couldn’t wait to see them battered and bleeding.

...

Inside Morgan VII’s master bedroom, there was a long silence.

Earth Wolf Twelve and Mocking Pigeon looked at each other, their minds somewhat muddled. They had never imagined that they would hear such staggering secrets in the master bedroom of Morgan VII.

So the question was, what should they do now?

Contact Morgan VII urgently, recount everything He Ya had just said, and persuade the Chamber of Commerce to stop all research related to the Key of Domination?

Compared to the ambition of the Shan Clan People, they were all facing a much bigger crisis.

In He Ya’s words, the Key of Domination was merely an interim result of Eisenberg-Adler, a mere newborn infant compared to the "Cocoon" that had chosen him. The power of Divine Wood was a terrifying existence beyond their comprehension.

However, thinking of this, they could see the overwhelming pessimism in each other’s eyes.

Morgan VII obviously wouldn’t listen to their advice.

Asking the Shan Clan People to give up their ambition was more difficult than killing them, and what’s worse, the confidence they had from who knows where would likely send Morgan VII into ecstasy upon hearing this news.

They had already seized control of the Key of Dominance and thus were able to grasp that existence, more powerful and terrifying than Divine Wood.

This was the universal consensus about the Shan Clan People; they always believed they controlled everything.

"Old Duan, what do you plan to do?"

With no solution in mind, Earth Wolf Twelve could only pass the question to Duan Mingyuan, knowing full well that everything He Ya had said was meant for Duan Mingyuan, and he and Mocking Pigeon were just freeloaders who happened to be there.

If anyone could face such a crisis, it would probably be only Duan Mingyuan.

"I plan to go back to my hotel room, take a hot shower, then get some sleep. I have to go to the medical center at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning."

Duan Mingyuan simply outlined his planned schedule.

"No, I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about our ultimate goal, the ultimate fate of humanity."

"Go back to the hotel to shower and sleep."

The day was about to dawn.

The crisis brought about by the Key of Dominance had been resolved, and Duan Mingyuan had decided to put aside for now the matter of Eisenberg, the man destined for greatness.

No matter what the future of the universe was going to be like, it wouldn’t change his current need to return to Gear Hotel.

However, before that, as the victor in this war, he decided to exercise his power and ordered the drivers aboard the Laurel to immediately steer the ship away from this Star Zone.

The Key of Dominance, being such a dangerous item, would naturally be temporarily kept in his custody; after all, it housed a new friend he had just made. How could he stand by and watch his family use his friend’s Strength for their own ends?

.................

Just before dawn, the massive object looming over the Gear Hotel vanished.

Those among anger and suspicion woke as if from a dream, filled with shame and hardly believing their own actions.

As staff accompanying the summit representatives, they had, like primitive people, taken up arms and swung at others. Once their behavior was reported, it was difficult to imagine the negative impact it would have across the universe.

Fortunately, the summit’s reporters had no inclination to report such eye-catching news, as most of them had been detained by the hotel security for intruding into private spaces and allegedly violating the personal privacy of the summit representatives.

They too were a part of the shameful crowd, reflecting on their actions, akin to those of low-end media journalists, in a makeshift Detention Area.

Jiuyue was one of the few people who did not fall into shame.

"You’re back late."

As soon as Duan Mingyuan entered the room, he saw Jiuyue lying on the bed in a captivating pose, her eyes gleaming in the dark.

For some reason, the scene had the feel of coming home in the middle of the night after sneaking around, only to be caught by one’s wife.

"There was an unexpected incident."

"But you still came back late."

The sky outside the window was turning pale with the coming dawn, and the darkness was soon to dissipate. Jiuyue, who had stayed up the whole night, was not the least bit sleepy, "A promise from a great man is as irrevocable as a horse that has been released; since you have broken your word, be prepared to accept the punishment."