Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?
Chapter 579 - 581: The 8th Order Transcendent Who Disappeared On The Hometown

Chapter 579 -581: The 8th Order Transcendent Who Disappeared On The Hometown

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‘No… it’s highly likely that the entire Hometown is beyond repair, absolutely no one left to fix it.’ Without using his perception, Qin Muye knew that the Hometown had completely decayed.

‘I can’t handle this situation, yet they let me live; these past few days, I’ve even considered suicide to return.’ Qin Muye felt that his main body was being too unreasonable.

“…” Zhou Lin was speechless; why would you even get up if you’re not going to do anything?

“Rank 8 is done for, what about Rank 7?” Qin Muye conducted an investigation and found that Rank 7 was still in good condition, with no issues.

“The main body is contracting the anti-source material field, what is he trying to do?”

“However, how did the Death Realm manage to take care of so many Rank 8 Transcendents without a trace? That’s quite impressive.”

“But do I have the ability ‘Inspiration’ on me?” Qin Muye’s brain twitched as he pondered this matter.

“No good, looks like I have to take a trip and see what the actual situation is.”

“Can’t figure it out, it’s giving me a headache.”

“I need to inform the main body, or else he’ll have to replace someone to be the beacon.”

“So boring, why don’t we go out for a walk? You’re not reading today anyway.” Zhou Lin made a very constructive suggestion.

“It seems not, so…”

“He Wu, weren’t you going to the library today? Why did you circle back midway?” Zhou Lin asked curiously.

“I looked at two books, then realized that not going to the performance would make me seem antisocial, so here I am, back again.” Qin Muye gave a perfunctory response, then shifted to continue lying down.

“Could it be because they crave something fresh?” Qin Muye was somewhat flabbergasted, what was this all about, the undead wanting something fresh, just like zombies craving fresh blood.

“Maybe it’s under maintenance, it’s very common, look at this terminal of mine, it’s the same.” Qin Muye took out He Wu’s smart terminal, identical to the other party’s, and then casually fiddled with it.

“Didn’t leave the conference room, it’s like they vanished into thin air, evaporated.”

“Then you might as well keep lying there, I am going out for walk, maybe I’ll encounter something wonderful.” Zhou Lin said and then left.

“So am I considered Rank 7 or Rank 1?”

“Oh, then why aren’t you reading now?” Zhou Lin asked again.

“If they were caught to be used as nourishment, could it be that they will consume them in decreasing rank order, targeting Rank 7 next time?”

“Instant Teleportation!”

“Hopefully, the main body’s technology is up to par, or else if the true strength is discovered, I might get taken.”

“Now that we’ve forced the Death Realm into a corner, even if it is a resurrected world, the undead will resist too.”

“Disappeared? Impossible, right? I hope it’s not because they knew too much and were dealt with.” Qin Muye kept searching, finding no trace of any Rank 8 in the entire world.

“If they weren’t eaten and were just erased due to their high strength, that would be better, but if my guess is correct, then we’ve got a problem.”

“This could be bad…”

“A little, the terminal has no network; I don’t know what’s going on, it’s been like this ever since I got back from the performance.” Zhou Lin said.

“There are signs of chaos, but they were quickly settled down.” Qin Muye inspected the entire conference room.

“Were they captured to be used as supplies?”

Rank 7 probably can’t go against the distorted common sense of the Death Realm, but Rank 8 might be a different story, they should have at least some strength, capable of holding out for a while.

Not only his host, He Wu, had this issue, but everyone else did too.

These traces indicated that the Rank 8 Transcendents had attempted to respond, but clearly, their efforts were futile.

Perception was very useful, but it also had its limitations, like this type of case with no clues, Qin Muye naturally had no choice but to go there personally.

Inside the Hometown, after watching the performance, ‘He Wu’ Qin Muye and Zhou Lin returned to the dormitory they were assigned to, feeling utterly despondent.

Just a moment ago, Qin Muye sensed that a violent change had swept through the whole Hometown; not to mention other things, just the noticeable downgrade in intelligence was enough to highlight the alteration.

If the true strength of the Wise Man’s Book Shadow Costume was discovered, he would definitely be in the second batch of victims.

Even Qin Muye himself could empathize with that sensation; it wasn’t painful, instead, it was just like any other day, only a bit more terrifying.

They were able to move forward only because they were being constantly dragged by the Death Realm; the process of advancing was the process of dying. As for when they would reach the end, how could Qin Muye know?

The capabilities of the Prayer Technique were extremely useful in this regard. As the avatar of the Wise Man’s Book Shadow Costume, he naturally possessed the ability of the Prayer Technique.

Qin Muye didn’t know the principle behind it, but he vaguely realized it might have something to do with their own state of being; as by now, everyone on the Hometown was not a living being but rather a dead one, and even their self-awareness might just be a residual echo, not true Undead.

Qin Muye hurriedly fled, returning to his own dormitory, endlessly replaying the things he saw in the meeting room. They seemed normal, but all signs unmistakably indicated that the Death Realm was trying to break free from the Anti-source Material Field laid down by the source.

After Qin Muye finished speaking, the environment around him instantly transformed.

The first thought that came to Qin Muye’s mind was this; otherwise, how could people suddenly disappear, and moreover, all of those who disappeared were of the eighth order?

Qin Muye got up, and Zhou Lin thought he had agreed, only to find that Qin Muye changed his position and lay down again: “No, I’m not going. I’ll lie down for another ten minutes before I start reading.”

Qin Muye scratched his skull with a bone claw: “Say, aren’t you just bored and looking for idle chat with me?”

If he didn’t need to serve as a coordinate, Qin Muye would definitely have gone along to his death, but not now; he needed to live a bit longer.

To be honest, he was already surprised that he was still alive, so a lot of other things just didn’t matter to him.

Although this place was the Death Realm and the enemy held absolute advantage, the eighth order wasn’t just the eighth level; they should at least resist a bit and make some noise.

So, it could only be that they were dealt with by the Death Realm, resulting in this situation.

Hence, naturally, one should stay indoors if possible, avoid moving if they can, after all, he wasn’t really one of the dead from the Hometown; he was just a Wise Man’s Book Shadow, which couldn’t be assimilated. He could only be consumed by Death.

He was originally playing with the smart terminal, but fiddling with it, he found that something was wrong and eventually gave up.

The He Wu whom he parasitized was just a first-order lackey. If he really was picked off gradually, he could naturally survive until the end.

The reason he didn’t go out was, of course, so that he could live longer. Knowing that the more people gathered, the more severe the rot became, if he went over, wouldn’t that be seeking death?

Undead, after all, still had Soul Fire or something else to cling onto, but they didn’t have anything. They were merely moving skeletal frames, whose autonomy was purely a remnant of the Death Realm.

Now, he was so decayed that only his skeleton remained, not much different from his own Skeleton Soldiers.

If the other’s face still bore flesh, perhaps Qin Muye might have seen their lewd smile.

It was also fortunate that such bare-bones matters weren’t exclusive to him; almost everyone else was more or less in full rot, at best hanging by a few shreds of rotten flesh.

For a moment, Qin Muye was completely without a clue.

Investigating inside someone else’s stomach why one was eaten? That’s ridiculous.

In the eyes of all life forms on the Hometown, they were actually still alive and maintained their human appearance, just waiting for a protagonist to come, decode their worldview, and then send them on their way. Release wasn’t guaranteed, as Qin Muye hadn’t seen any torment or suffering.

This action was certainly carried out silently. Now he was an avatar with a strength of merely the seventh order; he couldn’t even silently detect those of the eighth order, so how could he possibly be aware of this?

Previously, many eighth-order beings had gathered here for a meeting. Yes, it was during the entry into the Unknown Star Domain when the eighth-order beings were actually on standby here.

That couldn’t be right; his smart terminal had turned into a piece of iron. How could it be right? It’s not just about playing; it couldn’t even be switched on.

Inside the dormitory, only Qin Muye was left, and it was only then that he released his Perception, continuously stretching it out because he wanted to investigate what exactly had happened to those eighth-order beings.

But as Perception continued to expand, he didn’t detect any hint of an eighth-order Transcendent’s presence, as if they had vanished into thin air.

As for why he would be apprehended to be consumed in some manner, he was also unclear. He could only depend on his actual body to check, and even if asked to check, he wouldn’t have been able to uncover anything.

Zhou Lin couldn’t see anything either but nodded, “Indeed, but it’s strange why the maintenance crew didn’t notify us in advance.”