this infinite world

"...resurrection, and reunion."

On the other side of the main square, watching the five members of the Arctic team resurrected and their barely contained excitement, Varo, who was huddled around Yang Yun, suddenly said in a sighing tone, "That's really good."

At this moment, Varo's voice, unusually, shed all its playfulness, carrying a weariness and longing that spanned millennia. The hustle and bustle of the main square seemed to be separated by some invisible barrier, forming a peculiar tranquil space in this corner, dividing two completely different worlds.

"What, are you thinking about your former teammates?"

Seeing the melancholy emanating from Varo in his slime form, Yang Yun smiled, knowing that he was simply moved by the scene, and continued, "If possible, you could revive your teammates now. After all, you've already regained your identity as a member of the Reincarnation Squad, haven't you?"

"...Resurrection items are bound to the team."

Varo's body shrank slightly, and he slowly rolled half a circle, "looking" at Yang Yun with his round slime eyes: "Although if it were you, this restriction wouldn't exist."

As he finished speaking, a phantom of a holy lance flashed through his body, disappearing in an instant like a chain. His translucent body rose and fell slightly with the rhythm of his breathing. Varo paused for a moment, as if chewing on a bitter decision: "But not now, not yet... not the time to resurrect my companions."

As he spoke, Varo's gaze lingered briefly on the God's Watch on Yang Yun's wrist, his round, slime-like eyes narrowing slightly. Even now, he still couldn't fathom this enigmatic young man who had appeared in the God's Space... If Varo truly considered the other party a member of the Reincarnation Squad, then he was simply the biggest idiot in the world; yet the identity of the God's Watch on the other party's wrist didn't seem fake at all, which was something Varo just couldn't understand.

Yang Yun did not refute Varo's decision. After all, to be fair, now was not the time to revive Li Lian and Yang Dingtian. As for the reason, it was similar to Xue Na's reason... Although it was a different multiverse, even here, the shadow of the Primordial Heavenly Court was still like an invisible giant net, firmly enveloping the Main God Space.

Compared to the Primordial Heavenly Court, the current Reincarnation Squad is indeed at a significant disadvantage, like a small boat in a storm. Hastily adding more people will only cause everyone to sink faster… and reviving former comrades at this time would only plunge them back into danger without serving any real purpose.

"Since it's a power dormant in the graveyard, it should serve as a surprise attack..."

Thinking of this, Yang Yun's gaze pierced through the dome of the main god's square, as if staring at some distant coordinate beyond endless time and space. He exhaled softly, the sigh carrying too much unspeakable weight.

...I wonder what Zheng Zha and Chu Xuan, whom I know, are doing now, after being in this new universe for so long.

……

That's the basic situation.

In a void where there is no up, down, left, or right, Chu Xuan, sitting behind a desk, closed the report in his hand, looked up at Zheng Zha in front of him, and said, "You did a great job on this mission. Thank you for your hard work."

"Ah, can I finally rest?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zha finally breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the hundreds and thousands of Chu Xuan figures in front of him—some walking, some talking, some handling affairs—he couldn't help but say, "But Chu Xuan, could you perhaps change your manner a little?" "Although I know these are all your clones, suddenly seeing so many of you is still a bit creepy..."

"When did you come to believe that the 'me' speaking to you wasn't an alter ego of mine?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xuan glanced at Zheng Zha and said, "This is the most efficient way."

Meeting Zheng Zha's strange gaze, Chu Xuan, whose expression remained unchanged, pushed up his glasses and turned a page of the report in his hand: "I still have 3,678 battle reports and 6,709 plane battles to prepare and process, so what you should do now is not to waste my time, but to continue doing what you should do."

As he spoke, Chu Xuan raised his hand, and a wisp of light belonging exclusively to the main god was grasped in his hand. After the young man closed his eyes and sensed the information within, he threw it to Zheng Zha in front of him: "Here you go. Yu Ding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Jade Void, will lead the team, assisted by three primary saints and thirty-six immortals. Your task is to intercept them in the Void Sea and prevent them from getting close to that area."

"But I've been working overtime for three months straight, what happened to the promised rest... Achoo!"

Before Zheng Zha could finish speaking, he suddenly sneezed loudly. The man rubbed his nose and immediately looked at the bespectacled young man in front of him with a suspicious gaze, saying, "Chu Xuan, tell me the truth... are you secretly plotting against me again?"

“There was no scheming,” Chu Xuan replied seriously, turning a page of the thick book in front of him. “There was no conspiracy either.”

"Sure enough!"

If Zheng Zha had only been 50% suspicious before, after hearing Chu Xuan's reply, his suspicions skyrocketed to 80%. He immediately shouted with a "I'd be a fool to believe you" expression, "Just tell me! Otherwise, I won't listen to your orders!"

"Are you really sure?"

Chu Xuan remained completely calm, continuing, "Every second you delay increases the probability of that plane falling by 0.07%. And in fifteen minutes, that legion will officially arrive and begin its refining operation on that plane. The initial estimate of the death toll is 758 trillion..."

"...Damn it, just you wait!"

Although utterly exhausted, Zheng Zha couldn't utter a single word of "no" since Chu Xuan had already said so. The man gritted his teeth, raised his hand to summon the guiding pillar of the main god, and stepped inside, leaving only one sentence: "When I return, I'm going to give you a good punch in the face, you bastard, until you cry!"

"Ah."

Faced with Zheng Zha's "declaration of crime," Chu Xuan remained calm. He simply handled the vast amount of work with remarkable efficiency and flawless execution, while responding softly in a voice that Zheng Zha was destined never to hear.

"I'll be waiting anytime." (End of Chapter)