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Could it finally be about to make a move on me?

So, is that why my sense of crisis is quietly alerting me and causing me to become vigilant?

The fat ball stared at the approaching Tyrant Kindness.

Once upon a time, this little bug that it could crush hundreds of times at will had now grown into a significant existence that controlled its fate.

If there were such a thing as a regret medicine, if time could flow backward… it would definitely keep away from this little bug, not entangling with it at all. Or perhaps, it should have focused on crushing this annoying bug from the start, crushing it until it could not resurrect.

Either kill it or stay completely away.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as regret medicine in this world. Unless one has reached a state transcended from the Heaven’s Will, or at least half a step transcended.

Tyrant Kindness also noticed the fat ball that had awakened.

“Huh? The self-isolating fat ball has awakened?” Tyrant Kindness was slightly startled.

So… should I go up and chat with it?

He indeed had some matters he wanted to ask the fat ball, such as the news about the immortals of the eighth Black Dragon World obtained from Lady Kunna, and possibly the origin of the fat ball, and so on.

Perhaps talking to the fat ball might reveal more valuable information.

Such extremely top-secret information, whether usable or not, should be collected first; who knows, it might come in handy in the future. Information is also a very rich wealth.

“Fat ball, you’re awake,” Tyrant Kindness came to the edge of the seal and said, “I just wanted to talk to you…”

“I’m not listening, I’m not listening!” the fat ball answered with a cold metallic voice.

Tyrant *: “…”

Tyrant Kindness: “Come on, just listen to me, I want to…”

“I’m not listening, I’m not listening.” The fat ball interrupted again.

“It’s about you,” Tyrant Kindness said loudly.

“I don’t want to hear your explanation, not listening, not listening.” Having said that, the fat ball once again activated its self-isolation mode.

Tyrant Kindness: “…”

Are you some romantic drama heroine from which era?

After re-entering the ‘self-isolation mode,’ the fat ball continued to work hard on deciphering the Heavenly Dao Seal.

Sealing techniques were something the fat ball was very good at.

In theory, its sealing techniques could keep Senior White Two sealed for thousands of years.

Once it broke the Heavenly Dao Seal, it could escape into its hidden research room using the ruler of the Netherworld authority… and when the time came, even if it had to discard most of its body, just preserving a part of its liquid metal form would suffice.

As a ball of liquid metal, this was its unique way of survival.

As long as it could survive, even if just barely clinging to life, the fat ball would not mind.

Its desire for ‘life’ was stronger than anyone else’s.

Right when the fat ball was about to delve deeper into studying the Heavenly Dao Seal… suddenly, it was forcefully ejected from the ‘self-isolation mode’ state again.

Fat ball: “???”

Curse Netherly White a thousand times, what’s going on?

Why was it ejected again?

When the fat ball opened its eyes, it saw Tyrant Kindness’s face again—the face of the ball disgustful—this was Tyrannical Song’s Kindness clone, which naturally carried the light of virtue, having twice the disgust factor of the main body.

However, this time, the fat ball could sense that what kept ejecting it from the ‘self-isolation mode’ was not Tyrannical Song’s Kindness clone, but… something in the hands of the clone!

“What is that?” A eye formed on the fat ball’s surface, fixed on Tyrant Kindness’s palm, with obvious emotional fluctuations in its voice.

“What?” Tyrant Kindness also looked puzzled, following the fat ball’s gaze to his own palm.

Then, he saw a round little thing attached to his palm.

As he looked at the little thing, it turned around, revealing a cute eyeball, and blinked at Tyrant Kindness.

His eyes were super cute.

“My goodness!!” Tyrant Kindness let out a long cry.

The Tyrant＊ beside him rubbed his temples… This time, he truly felt that the embodiments of Tyrant Kindness and Tyrant Evil from his main body seemed somewhat unintelligent.

Even though they were all Three Corpse Avatars, why did this guy seem a bit silly and adorable?

“Why did you, mighty magical treasure, come out with me!” Tyrant Kindness asked, raising his palm.

Moreover, this Three-Eyed Young Senior’s Companion Magic Device was incredibly mighty. It was in his palm, yet he had not noticed anything unusual!

The Three-Eyed Companion Magic Tool continued to blink at Tyrant Kindness, acting cute but didn’t respond verbally.

“Big shot, speak up. If you only blink, I won’t understand what you mean. I’m not the main body, I don’t have the innate skill to decipher non-human languages,” Tyrant Kindness sighed.

He was certain that the Three-Eyed Young Senior’s Companion Magic Device definitely had a consciousness, and definitely a sentient treasure.

This was a magical treasure that had survived from the era of the Second Wielder of the Will until now. Even friction could have produced a sentient treasure by now.

A clear smile emerged in the eyes of the Companion Magic Device ‘Big Shot’.

Then, it uttered a few syllables—sure enough, there was a sentient treasure.

But after hearing these syllables, Tyrant Kindness completely despaired.

It was in an ancient language, but it was some local dialect from an ancient era.

In this era, who could understand that!

The sentient treasure big shot continued to blink its eyes, full of smiling intent.

“Sigh.” Tyrant Kindness sighed, “I’ll contact Senior Three-Eyed later and then send you back.”

After speaking, he looked up again at the Fat Ball senior sealed within.

At this moment, the eyes that Fat Ball senior had formed were tightly staring at the Companion Magic Device ‘Big Shot’ in Song Shuhang’s hand.

When Tyrant Kindness turned to the left, the eyes of Fat Ball followed to the left. When Tyrant Kindness turned to the right, the eyes of Fat Ball also followed to the right.

“Tyrannical Song, what is this in your hand?” Fat Ball senior asked again.

Tyrant Kindness thought for a moment, then suddenly covered his ears: “I’m not listening, I’m not listening~”

The Tyrant＊ beside him: “…”

MDZZZ!

So embarrassing!

Being one of the Three Corpses, he felt so ashamed.

Therefore, Tyrant＊ silently activated his power, running his techniques to their limit, quietly erased his presence, and became invisible, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

Only at this moment did Tyrant＊ truly appreciate the marvels of the “Forgotten Divine Technique.”

“Let’s have a good chat, Tyrannical Song.” Fat Ball senior’s heart was weary.

“Not listening, not listening,” Tyrant Kindness shook his head hard.

[Love to listen or not, get lost!] Fat Ball senior roared internally.

But in reality, it still had to maintain a smiley façade, “Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, you have questions for me, and I have questions for you, we really can have a good talk.”

Tyrant Kindness’s mouth turned upward: “You ask me one question, and after I answer, it’ll be my turn to ask you one question, and so it goes.”

“Deal,” said Fat Ball with a weary heart.

“First off, I’ll answer you, this is the first ruler of the Netherworld, the Three-Eyed Young Senior’s Companion Magical Treasure,” Tyrant Kindness answered, holding up the Companion Magical Device ‘Big Shot’.

Fat Ball frowned.

The first ruler of the Netherworld’s Companion Magical Treasure?

Then why does it feel like there’s a blood connection between it and this magical treasure?