A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 165 He might not be human, but Bao Lie is definitely a dog.
After agreeing with Old Tang, Forrell quickly returned to the capital, Nibelungen. After experiencing two great pleasures—a performance in Philadelphia and a late-night brawl in Kassel—he was satisfied and had a great time.

I am particularly satisfied with this short but wonderful holiday.

In a good mood, on the way back, he bought a lot of potato chips and cola and gave them to Fenrir. With Fenrir's dragon roar of "Aww, you're so good!", he returned to Sourceburg to be imprisoned.

Above the gray fog, Xu Lie's clone, who had been imprisoned in place of Bao Lie for a long time, sat at the head of the bronze table. Upon seeing Bao Lie's return, he was furious: "Can't you be a decent human being?"

"Why did they have to come back right now, so close to Monday when the meeting is about to start?"

"So you went out and had a blast for a week, while I was just sitting in jail? I didn't even get to experience the joy of playing Mr. Fool?"

"Hey." Bao Lie chuckled and came to the seat next to him, gesturing for his clone to quickly step down and make way for him: "You can't say that."

"How long did you spend playing around outside? How long did I spend in jail at Yuanbao?"

"If you want to play the fool, then let's switch roles completely? From now on, I'll stay outside, and you'll stay guarding Source Castle?"

Looking at Bao Lie's face, which was exactly like his own, the clone forcibly suppressed the urge to swear. Insulting this guy was tantamount to insulting himself, which was inappropriate: "I refuse."

"Anyway, you're sitting in the wrong place. I'm sitting here at this party, so I can have my fill."

"Alright, alright." Having had a great time on this trip, Bao Lie readily agreed in a cheerful mood: "By the way, there are some things I need to tell the main body."

Soon, Xu Lie's main body was pulled up to the Source Castle.

Because of the aftereffects of long-term parasitism on Fenrir discovered last time, Xu Lie's main body controlled himself well this time and did not ask his clone to give way.

He sat directly in the first seat to Chen Motong's right: "What is it now?"

After giving a full report of the operation, Bao Lie asked the question he was most curious about: "Why did I steal a sickle-shaped weapon when I was stealing from Angers?"

Without hesitation, Xu Lie made a guess: "It's possible that Li Wuyue, the egg of the King of Sky and Wind, once resided in Angers."

"After all, Angers' special adaptability to zero time is far beyond the limits of hybrids. Coupled with his long lifespan, which does not affect his blood and physical strength, it may all be related to the former Wind King's Egg."

"Of course, Li Wuyue is no longer on Angers. She has probably been devoured by Odin and is only a little bit of the Wind King's remnant."

Both the clone and the fortress were quite surprised, not expecting this possibility.

The original body didn't find it strange: "This is a reasonable deduction. It wasn't described in detail in the original work we read. It was just my own deduction when I was bored while imprisoned in Fenrir's body."

When the topic of imprisonment came up, the two clones of the original body enthusiastically discussed their experiences in prison for a few minutes before Bao Lie suddenly remembered Old Tang's thoughts.

Bao Lie repeated Lao Tang's application: "What do you think, Main Body? You should make the decision on this kind of thing."

Xu Lie leaned back, and the gray mist automatically solidified, forming a floating pillow at the back of his neck to support his head: "Actually, during this time, I have been parasitizing Fenrir's body, which has given me ample time to consider the pros and cons and whether to spread the potion more widely."

"For example, you could release some kind of potion that has a very negative effect into some chaotic areas, or at the very least, you could recycle it as a sealing artifact."

"In this way, Old Tang, this alchemy master, is very suitable to be a craftsman."

Bao Lie's eyes lit up, thinking it was a good idea: "I think it's feasible. We can release a small amount at the beginning, and it doesn't matter if the amount is a little small."

"At that time, we can also deceive Old Tang, saying that the church has other craftsmen who need extraordinary characteristics, and out of respect for Old Tang, we can only give him a small share."

"In this way, the church's enormous size becomes even more deeply rooted in people's hearts."

The clone shook its head, feeling that Bao Lie's approach was too conservative: "Then why not just give the potion of the knowledgeable to the devout and skillful believers in each parish, and train real church artisans?"

"Whether you're herding one sheep or two sheep, it's still the same thing."

Xu Lie quickly decided which regions to distribute the potions to, mostly choosing war-torn areas, as a sufficiently chaotic environment would accelerate the effects and absorption of certain potions.

Bao Lie's eyes darted around mischievously, and he volunteered, "Then let me go. Whether it's distributing potions to believers or releasing potions into chaotic areas, I can do it well."

"???" The clone stared wide-eyed at Bao Lie, confirming that he might not be human, but Bao Lie was definitely a dog.

So you're trying every trick in the book to get someone else to take the fall for you? "Are you even human?!" The clone couldn't help but stand up, wanting to punch Bao Lie in the face. How could there be such a bastard?

Faced with the clone's punch, Bao Lie reacted with lightning speed, instantly transforming into a twisted, twelve-ringed Time Worm, as if silently saying: 'Sorry, he's truly no longer human.'

Thus, a chase between man and insect unfolded before Xu Lie, circling the bronze table, with the insect fleeing and the insect chasing.

Even more absurdly, after almost running around the bronze table, Fortress suddenly reverted to human form, firmly seated at the head of the table, ready to preside over the gathering.

The clone that was chasing behind was almost furious. It quickly manipulated the gray mist to forcibly bind Bao Lie's limbs and lift him back to the wrong seat on the left.

Xu Lie was too lazy to deal with these two clowns. It was good to have some fun, and he could rely on them to maintain his humanity in the future. He quietly left the gray fog and went to chat with Fenrir again.

It would be best to talk more about Xia Mi's embarrassing past. This is not to mock Xia Mi, but to maintain humanity. Xu Lie firmly believed in this.

Seeing the main body leave, Bao Lie still wanted to fight, but the clone was already seriously manipulating the gray mist to cover itself and quickly contacting all the members.

It's time for the meeting.

As waves of crimson spread, Bao Lie had no choice but to sit down obediently, taking on the role of Mr. Mistake for the first time, while already mentally cursing his alter ego.

The clone completely ignored Bao Lie, pretentiously sitting high above, like a mountain and an abyss. Tsk tsk, it turns out that the view from this position is completely different from sitting in the wrong position.

Bao Lie and his clone were currently at odds with each other. By deliberately turning his gaze away, Bao Lie saw Chu Zihang beside him, who looked slightly happy and kept smiling.

Looking further back, I noticed that Fingel was also in a good mood. Looking around, everyone seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

Just as Borg was about to observe further, the Fool, played by his clone, couldn't wait to experience the Fool's power: "This is your mission."

"This concerns the power left over from the past, so I will appropriately relax the time requirement this time and give you a month."

"?" Fort Lie was puzzled, as were the other members, but they all knew the rules and remained silent, waiting for the gray mist to condense into paper before looking at their respective tasks.

Each member receives the same mission, except for the location and the description. The mission requires going to a chaotic area to investigate, kill, and retrieve extraordinary traits. Completion will earn 600 contribution points.

The Fool, played by a clone, provided an explanation at the opportune moment: "Not long ago, one of my followers killed a second-generation being who had managed to acquire the power left over from the past."

All the members present looked astonished. They were all beneficiaries of the potion and knew how precious and mysterious the power left over from the past was.

Surprisingly, one of the younger generation was lucky enough to acquire the power left over from the past?!
Fortunately, he had already been killed by Mr. Fool's followers.

"But before it died, that second-generation species condensed the power left over from the past into many extraordinary characteristics, which were scattered to many places."

"Your mission is to travel to these areas that may possess these extraordinary properties within a month and carry out the retrieval."

Having said all that, the clone was finally satisfied, maintaining its condescending tone: "You may communicate freely now."

Everyone wanted to ask some questions and share some things, but it was Erii, with her pure heart, who stood up first: "Welcome to the Twilight Lady. I have prepared a small gift for you."

"?" Just as Nuwa was about to raise her hand to ask about the mission, she blinked. No, she joined last week, and they only welcomed her this week?

Surely Ms. Men isn't a week slow on the uptake?

Or is it that the potion Ms. Men took had this negative effect of lengthening the reaction time?

That's a bit of a letdown. For the sake of our people, we'd better not buy the potion recipe from Lady Men.

Fortunately, with Aso's help in explaining, Nuwa finally understood Ms. Men's good intentions.

This kind-hearted and wealthy young woman will give each member the next sequence of potion main ingredients as a gift to welcome them.

Nuwa immediately took a liking to this pure-hearted little girl.

I plan to request a private conversation later and give her a gift in return. In terms of wealth, Nuwa is confident that her ancient local family will not lose to any other power.

(End of this chapter)