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Chapter 1101 - 502 Come On, Let’s Be Slothful Together_3

Chapter 1101: Chapter 502 Come On, Let’s Be Slothful Together_3

"Have you really thought this through? This is a full four thousand years..." Ling Long looked at the Watchman with sympathy.

Assuming the role of Guardian meant that for the next four thousand years, he would be trapped within this small enchantment, endlessly matching wits and courage against Gusha’s will. Just thinking about this made her feel suffocated...

"There’s nothing to hesitate about, actually. From the moment our original body sent the three of us to this world five days ago, everything was already set in stone, an historical inevitability."

Perhaps because it was all predestined, the Watchman instead showed a relieved Smile, "It looks like the three of us really are history’s creators. In the upcoming period when our original body is out of touch, we three need to take responsibility for completing the original history, ensuring the future continues in the predestined direction. Unfortunately, since I’m immobilized here, I can only entrust the task of completing history to you all..."

While the Watchman was speaking, he glanced at the blurred, bloody remains of the Fairy King on the ground and sighed, "The problem is, that old gardener’s task was for us to bring the Fairy King alive to her, and only then would she give us the blueprints to Sky City. Now that we’ve killed it, how are we supposed to report back on this mission..."

"Don’t worry, as long as we know the blueprints are in her possession, I have plenty of ways to get them," the Medicinal Plant Gatherer said with a cold laugh.

He could never allow the Fairy King to leave alive because he couldn’t be sure to what extent the creature’s mind had been eroded by Gusha. Letting it go could mean it might turn on them at the first opportunity; the safest course of action was to ensure it was silenced right here.

"In any case, you all don’t need to worry about this; I’ll handle it," the Medicinal Plant Gatherer stated uncompromisingly.

"Don’t mess things up too badly..." the Watchman said helplessly, looking at him, though he knew they couldn’t persuade each other.

Just then, a chaotic thought suddenly echoed in his mind.

"A new Guardian dares to be so at ease? It seems you’re not aware of what you’re about to face..."

The Watchman was taken aback but quickly realized, "Oh? Is that Gusha? It can communicate? Well, that’s not bad; at least when I’m bored, there’s someone to talk to..."

"I am the embodiment of emotional calamity, all of your emotions and desires are under my control. Aside from fairies, these pure beings, no race can resist my will, especially you humans. No matter how perfectly you disguise it, I will magnify the most filthy, despicable desires deep within your heart to the extreme until you collapse and submit to my will..."

Gusha’s voice, almost threatening in manner, continued to rise, but the Watchman just yawned.

"...Come on then, let’s see, your most despicable inner desire is... is... to sleep? You..."

The chaotic voice came to an abrupt halt, turning into a profound incomprehension.

"This is impossible! How can someone be completely devoid of personal desires and have laziness as their greatest selfish wish?"

"Actually, I really owe you one, big guy."

The Watchman yawned again, laid down on his side within the enchantment, pillowing his head on his arm, his consciousness quickly becoming hazy: "Thanks to you, I can finally be lazy with a clear conscience..."

"Scoundrel!"

Gusha’s voice suddenly rose in anger, but as the Watchman’s consciousness sank into sleep, its voice also quickly weakened.

"Don’t be so irritable, big guy. We have all the time in the world. Even if you want to rage, what’s the rush? Let’s get some good rest first... How about we sleep for a couple of hundred years..." the Watchman murmured, his voice growing fainter until he was completely asleep.

And as he fell asleep, the rampaging swarm of snakes outside instantly petrified in place and then one by one turned to dust; dissipating into nothingness.

In no time, the scene was completely restored to order, and the snake eyes in the sky vanished without a trace.