Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 57: Return, Settlement, and Newcomers
— [Settlement in progress...]

—【Complete the main quest: Survive on the current island for three days, participate with all reincarnators, obtain 1000 basic reward points, and additionally obtain 1 D-level side quest, with a reward of 1000 points.】

—【Complete the side quest: Defeat the 'Great Black Buddha Mother' incarnation. All participants will receive 2 D-rank side quests and 1500 reward points.】

—【Complete the side quest: Save the cursed innocents. All characters participate. Obtain 1 B-rank side quest and 6000 reward points.】

—【Complete the side quest: Defeat the Great Black Buddha Mother and the Reincarnator Siming. You will receive 2 B-rank side quests based on your performance in the quest, and a reward of 9000 points.】

— [Slay several evil followers, earning 9480 reward points]

— [Including surplus Reincarnator resources...]

—【Si Ming, the reincarnator, currently possesses 28017 reward points and has automatically completed one A-rank and one C-rank side quest.】

The income is substantial.

Although the reward points have decreased significantly compared to before, there are still plenty of side quests.

Si Ming gently opened his eyes and exhaled a thin breath. In the day and a half after completing the mission, the reincarnators transformed into ordinary tourists who could be seen everywhere on the roadside, and strolled around the various scenic spots that were somewhat deserted due to the major accident.

That's how it feels.

Having gained the ability to leap across rivers and climb hills in seconds, the famous mountains and rivers, and the strange flowers and rocks that once captivated them now seemed quite ordinary in the eyes of the reincarnators. No one gained much from sightseeing, but fortunately, the local food and wine were still quite delicious.

The dishes made by the chef are ultimately different from the pre-made dishes of the main deity.

So……

"God, your entire body is fully restored."

The beam of light descended, lingering on Si Ming for half a second before disappearing without a trace. Throughout the entire operation, it seemed only Yu Zhiwei suffered a minor internal injury, but when the repairing beam touched her, it too vanished instantly.

"Mmm..." She even stretched, looking quite content. "It's over just like that? What an unexpectedly easy task. Oh dear, I feel like I didn't even have time for a proper full-body workout?"

“If you think you haven’t had enough exercise, I can help you out. I wouldn’t mind stabbing you a couple more times, Traveler.” Valentina checked her twin swords; her body was in even better condition than before she left, thanks to the baptism of the nectar. After verifying that both Willow Leaf White Orchid and the Demon Sword Silver Blade were in perfect condition, she smiled with satisfaction.

"Hey... Vana, you're so heartless. You're back now, and you're still calling me so distantly..."

Yu Zhiwei covered half her face, putting on a fake crying expression. However, a pair of bright eyes peeked out from between her fingers, darting around as if she were plotting something strange.

Si Ming sincerely hoped it wasn't a terrible idea. But from any perspective, Yu Zhiwei had no chance of not making a mess of things. So he could only cough lightly and glance at Jacob and Song Tian, ​​who clearly didn't intend to get involved. Then his gaze continued, until it reached the boundary of the Reincarnation Plaza.

Seven gates stood there.

The Celestial Team should have a total of five members, but there are seven doors there. The meaning behind this anomaly is then quite obvious.

"Alright, you two can get closer to each other without rushing things. We have more important things to deal with right now."

He walked to the edge of the circular table.

Yu Zhiwei shrugged, and Valentina muttered, "Who's best friends with this thing?" Meanwhile, seven identical servings of tea and snacks appeared on the conference table under the beam of light from the main god's exchange.

Five are on one side, and two are on the other side.

He took his seat in the central position, without regard to rank, and extended his hand towards the two new doors as a gesture of welcome.

"Gentlemen, why don't you come in for a cup of tea and get to know each other?"

"As members of the Celestial Team, we will have many battles to fight side by side in the future."

He reached out, his twilight-colored battle aura swirling deftly, and poured a cup of tea for the two who had not yet appeared. As the host who had already established himself here, this courtesy was clearly more than sufficient. If the newcomers, whose prying gaze he had already noticed, were to remain hidden, it would be somewhat disrespectful.

"Haha..." A long laugh.

The laughter was hearty, sounding like that of a bear.

However, the first person to emerge from one of the two gates was a blonde, red-eyed, tall woman who appeared quite carefree.

There's a bit of a contrast.

—But they are Slavs.

"So this is the Celestial Team. It's much more lively than I expected. I initially thought only one or two people would join this 'strongest team,' since there probably aren't many people who prefer to be alone."

She walked confidently to the empty seat reserved for the two newlyweds. Reaching out, she downed the cup of welcome tea that Si Ming had poured for her in one gulp. She smacked her lips, her tone revealing her own ambition.

"It's a bit bland... Would you mind if I had another bottle of vodka?"

“Of course.” Si Ming gestured for her to proceed. Since she had already drunk the tea as a gesture of goodwill, Si Ming naturally didn’t mind if she poured herself a glass of wine to maintain her independence.

A beam of light descended. Si Ming's gaze shifted slightly.

Emerging from another door was a young man with black hair and black eyes, who appeared somewhat reckless. He walked out of the door almost simultaneously with the other person, but because he didn't make a dramatic entrance like the other, his presence was slightly less noticeable.

He glared at everyone with some displeasure.

"There are five people... or six? Oh well, it doesn't matter." He also came to the circular table, but didn't drink the cup of tea that Si Ming had poured out. His gaze swept over the members of the Celestial Team again, finally settling on Si Ming. "Looks like you're the leader here... tsk, how come the Celestial Team has a captain? Let me ask you something, you're not Japanese, are you? I hate Japanese people the most."

Yu Zhiwei chuckled, sizing up the black-haired youth opposite her as if she were watching an amusing joke.

Si Ming simply looked at him calmly.

"I am Si Ming, from the East China Sea team, and currently the leader of the Celestial team. You can also call me Professor."

The black-haired youth suddenly frowned.

Then his eyes widened.

It's unclear what he sensed, but the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

"Donghai? Could it be that you really are... No! How could the Japanese have such a mind? Are you trying to trick me by hiding your face like this? You want to see me make a fool of myself, right? Let me tell you! I, Luo Yinglong, am very clever. None of those Australian idiots in the South China Sea team can keep up with my thinking. Don't think you can fool me so easily... I'm getting thirsty after saying all this..."

He naturally reached out to take the cup of tea on the table. He was quite certain that once he drank this "toast," he wouldn't need to worry about the "punishment."

but……

Can't pick it up.

A vast and invisible force pressed down on the small teacup, preventing him from moving it.

It's not Si Ming.

This is a metaphor for understanding the subtle.

This seemingly lazy young woman even had the energy to buy herself a fruit platter.

“Vana, you know what?” She picked up a slice of apple from the plate with a bamboo skewer and handed it to Valentina. “For us Chinese people who work abroad, the biggest level of provocation we usually encounter is being mistaken for Japanese by others… In the past, if someone dared to provoke me like that, I would have kicked their balls off.”

Valentina gave her a disdainful look, but still picked up the slice of apple.

"Can you be a little more ladylike... and don't call me Vana!"

She was talking there, while Luo Yinglong on the other side was already bulging veins on his forehead and inwardly cursing – Damn it! He originally wanted to pretend to be a fool, but his first attempt at acting foolish hadn't been well controlled. As a result, he was stuck here, somewhat disoriented!
He was tempted to admit defeat, but a surge of defiance welled up within him. While it wasn't shameful for a fellow countryman to lose to another, how could he, a grown man, simply bow down and admit defeat under the guidance of two girls!
Not to mention there was another guy next to him chugging vodka, who completely ruined his perfect entrance and opening remarks!
His pupils suddenly contracted. Although activating the gene lock in this situation was somewhat risky, he had to admit that the stingy guy who played with telekinesis did have some strength—thank goodness, he still thought Si Ming was putting on airs while using telekinesis to suppress him. He had no idea that this was actually Yu Zhiwei's covert operation.

Strictly speaking, however, it's not entirely wrong. After all, since Si Ming didn't stop it, it meant he tacitly approved. The captain naturally wouldn't undermine his teammate's defense of his authority.

So……

'drink--!'

Luo Yinglong's chest suddenly swelled, and a tremendous suction force surged from his throat. The next moment, the tea in the cup bypassed the teacup that was fixed to the table by telekinesis and poured into his mouth.

He drank that cup of tea.

He then gave himself a thumbs-up.

“Dragon sucks water,” he said. “I like drinking tea this way the most; it tastes pretty good.”

The cup no longer mattered; he revealed a confident smile.

"Alright, let's move on to the next segment. Team Celestials, right... Are there any new rules here? Do we need to pay a membership fee? Or do all the newcomers have to show off their skills?"

Si Ming simply smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"Team Celestials doesn't have many rules. We're a team, and all we need to do is cooperate and overcome difficulties together. We don't need to coordinate perfectly; as long as we don't sabotage each other, we meet the minimum requirements of a team. Of course, if you two have time, you can come here for a gathering every noon... We can share our daily lives and exchange ideas."

“Sounds pretty lenient.” Another newcomer next to Luo Yinglong let out a sigh of relief, setting down the vodka she had just finished gulping down. “Almaria Ivanov, from the North Sea team. The Celestial team’s rules are pretty good now, I don’t think there’s a problem. But I still have one small question…”

She looked up, stood up, and stretched her limbs.

"The person who makes the rules should be strong enough."

Luo Yinglong, who was standing next to her, nodded, looking like he thought the same thing.

"And I'd love to see it for myself."

(End of this chapter)