Tonight, Alice joins the hunt.

"This thing is called a Spirit Skeleton by the powerful races in this world. The so-called Spirit Skeleton is the skeleton of the Elf race, and the so-called Elf race is actually like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world. All magical technology depends on them to be put into use. Without the Elf race, then whether it is the spirit armor of the Goblin race or the arcane spells of the Forest Elf race, they will all become useless waste."

She snapped her fingers, and a ripple emanating from her fingertip colored some tiny energy particles in the void. Just like the Tyndall effect under sunlight, Zheng Zha immediately saw thousands of stars of different colors wandering aimlessly with the movement of the air.

This is the Elf race, a type of... simple unit structure assembled from composite energy. If we replace 'energy' with 'protein,' then it might have some similarities to 'virus.' And precisely because it possesses a unit structure, it is as easily perceived and manipulated as 'primordial energy' in other worldviews by races or individuals with suitable 'interfaces.'

Orcs and humans cannot sense elves because their cellular structure prevents them from possessing a dedicated interface for elf identification. The reason orcs are recognized as one of the fifteen races, while humans are relegated to the status of dust, is because orcs, with their superior physique, can observe the traces left by elves' activities, thus indirectly observing them and gaining the ability to counter magical technology. While still at a slightly lower level, this is far superior to humans, who are incapable of anything.

"So that's why the elves are ranked so high?" Zheng Zha nodded. "But these little things... probably have the potential to develop a collective consciousness. Otherwise, they wouldn't be considered one of the fifteen races, but rather directly regarded as some kind of natural phenomenon?"

“Exactly,” Alice affirmed. “But there’s no trace of it in the Skywing race’s memories. Perhaps it only existed in the past, or perhaps it never existed at all—in any case, that’s all the information we have about the Elf race. Now, let’s get to the main event: the two races that were once ranked at the top of the fifteen races, the Fantasy race and the Divine race.”

Alice looked confused.

"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure if my guess is correct. Based on the information we have so far, the difference between the Fantasy Species and the Divine Species isn't that big. Because the Divine Species is actually a concept that, through the prayers of mortals, completes the activation of its divine essence, allowing it to become a real individual walking in the world. The Fantasy Species... is a concept that is activated without prayer. Or could it be considered some kind of divine essence that can move freely?" She rubbed her head.

“I’m not sure. I feel like there’s something illogical about this. Because, judging from this, these so-called fantasy species and divine species…” She hesitated for a while before giving her conclusion. “It’s almost like information magic with its own will… a living apocalypse.”

She sighed, a sigh that immediately stopped Zheng from uttering the thought, "Don't you have plenty of these things back home?" In an instant, this memory, which shouldn't have been forgotten by a supernatural being, vanished from Zheng's mind, as if it had never existed.

"In short, this is the current situation. The combat strength of the two races, the Fantasy Race and the Divine Race, is difficult to determine. The number of individuals is also not very clear. The representative of the Fantasy Race is the Demon King who created the Demon Race, now the Mother of All Beasts. There is also the 'Heavenly Demon' that exists in Israphal's memories and once caused a heavy blow to the Skywing Race. And the Skywing Race's main city, the giant planktonic creature 'Avant Hem'. Apart from these, there is no other data at the moment."

"Among the divine races, the strongest is the Lord of War. Next are the Lord of the Forest Elves and the Lord of the Goblins—but the latter two are seven or eight levels below the Lord of War. Not to mention the lesser divine races below them—the gap between the divine races is simply too great. For example, if the Lord of the Forest Elves were to encounter the North Wind Dragon or the Ancestor of Giants on the battlefield alone, he would probably be instantly killed. But the latter two are fighting the Lord of War to a great extent in the Void Battlefield... In short, the situation in this regard is very complicated. We will probably only have time to look at the stars after we finish dealing with things on the ground."

The girl let out a soft breath, took a glass of water from her storage space, and drank it down—only to realize upon tasting it that she had unconsciously grabbed a glass of cola as well. She raised an eyebrow, but still wrinkled her nose and downed the fast-food drink in one gulp.

“Alright, all the intelligence is here. I think you’ve covered most of what you wanted to know, and we’ve spent far too much time in this shelter.” Alice tossed aside her cola and looked at Zheng Zha, who had been listening to the mission briefing for so long.

"It's time for you to make a choice. If you keep dragging it out, I'll make the choice for you."

She stared at Zheng Zha, who finally gave an affirmative answer.

"I choose……"

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We're too late.

When Zhang Jie led Ba Wang, Ling Dian, Zhang Heng and others to one of their destinations via teleportation, what came into their view was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

They arrived a step too late; the teleportation had been delayed to maintain secrecy, and the orcish force was exceptionally impatient. By the time the reincarnators arrived, the orcs had already finished their cleanup. All that met the eyes of the four, whose tracks were blocked by their mental energy, were broken walls and limbs scattered throughout the cave, and crimson blood flowing down the ground like a stream past their feet.

Chu Xuan's plan was correct; spatial teleportation was indeed a superior means of movement. Patchouli's intelligence was also accurate; the orcs were indeed only marching to this hideout today. The only mistake was that the reincarnators hadn't arrived quickly enough, and the only mistake was... the blood flowing in this cave wasn't human blood.

Humans weren't the only ones struggling to survive in this grand war, like weeds. When Zhang Jie and his companions finally stood their ground and witnessed what was happening before them, they were almost about to immediately begin their slaughter when they suddenly realized that the beastmen slaughtering them in this hidden underground cave weren't the kind of humans they knew—with smooth skin, thick hair, and relatively slender, weak limbs. The creatures easily slain by the powerful beastmen were something else entirely. And when the reincarnators noticed the nauseating stench of the crimson blood and that its source was a greenish, headless pile of corpses, they finally confirmed the true identity of the exterminated race.

It's a goblin.

Commonly found in fantasy worlds, the Green Goblin is one of the three most common and weak races, alongside Slimes and Wind Wolves. They have dark green skin, rudimentary armor, a tribal civilization, and are known for their group behavior and tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong—a significant source of experience for novice adventurers.

Just as the four of them, barely able to contain their rage, saw the bodies of those being slaughtered, the orcish scavengers were just about to sever the last green head beside the mountain of corpses.

And so, the boiling rage vanished in an instant, as if doused with ice water. The drawn bow was withdrawn, the raised spear was lowered, and the previously surging, potentially materializing, frenzied energy quietly dissipated. Then, someone finally answered Zhang Jie's first words after the teleportation was complete.

"Uh...we do seem to be late." Zhang Heng scratched his head, shifting his gaze from the mountain of corpses piled high with wood and weeds being tossed upwards by the orcs. Realizing that the dead were just a group of goblins, and this was merely an ordinary goblin lair, his previously tense nerves relaxed. If it weren't for the truly unpleasant smell, he might have even been in the mood for a few jokes.

“But that doesn’t seem to matter much.” He spread his hands, making a relaxing gesture. “This isn’t a human settlement, and those who died here weren’t human—just a bunch of goblins. I often see goblins killing and eating people in many literary works. And I don’t think we need to stand up for such things.”

He spoke directly, completely disregarding the fact that a towering, bear-like orc warrior, covered in thick fur, strode past him from two meters away—the mental shielding improved by Zhang Jie was unlike the old Indian team, which only blocked optical effects and created blind spots for mental suggestion. Beyond fulfilling the basic requirements, he had enhanced the blocking range of the mental shielding, completely eliminating the traces of the concealed person from five aspects: sound, light, heat, and electricity. Furthermore, it wouldn't leave any perceptual gaps in the human form, but rather, through a series of complex calculations, created a corresponding fluid model.

Clearly, Zhang Jie's techniques far surpassed the perception and skills of the orc warriors present. Even from a mere two or three body lengths away, the several strong orc warriors, bathed in goblin blood, sensed nothing amiss. Zhang Heng even had the leisure to observe the muscle strength and weaponry of these orc warriors, ultimately concluding that they were 'robust mortals who had unlocked their first-tier gene lock and possessed DD to C-level enhancements'.

DD to C, Tier 1 genetic lock. Based on previous intelligence, they should be considered elite veterans among the orcs. However, when Zhang Heng's gaze swept over several individuals with ornate armor, who were vaguely protected by orc soldiers, he judged them to be around Tier 2 genetic locks, and possessing what appeared to be C-level enhancements.

"I can kill them all by myself," Zhang Heng thought to himself. He knew very well that before reaching the fourth tier, the boost to combat power from the gene lock was far less than the enhancements he had received and the secret treasure he held. He also knew that if he made a move, it would inevitably attract the attention of the high-ranking individuals among the orcs who were monitoring this area—after all, it was wartime, and as the lowest-ranking race, the orcs would naturally be cautious.

[But do I need to kill them?] Another thought lingered in his mind. He knew very well that Chu Xuan's requirement was to prioritize secrecy. Before the forward base was completed, it was best to avoid exposure.

Besides... they were just a bunch of goblins who died. Although their physique, intelligence, and physical features were not much different from ordinary humans, what did it matter to him how many died since they were goblins?

With this in mind, he let his thoughts wander, waiting for the leader's next instructions while subconsciously focusing his attention on every living creature among the orcs that could be considered strong, and locking onto their weaknesses.

While Zhang Heng was half-heartedly slacking off, Zhang Jie, who could visualize the entire landscape of the dimly lit cave without night vision, fell into deep thought.

He held back his spiritual power, refraining from launching a large-scale spiritual scan to avoid being detected by the local inhabitants. What surprised him was that a naturally occurring subconscious force within him prevented him from doing so!

Chapter 10: The Approaching Storm

"To hide their true dwelling beneath a decoy's lair, to live among monsters without letting the monster pack detect the slightest anomaly—it must be said, the humans of this world possess an unimaginable capacity for magnanimity."

Zhan Lan stretched out her hand and clenched it in mid-air. The hundreds of orc warriors in a cave dwelling's lair instantly fell into a state of mental disorientation. The weaker ones mostly died instantly, their brains ruptured and bleeding from all seven orifices. The few powerful leaders among the orcs growled, trying to break free from their dazed state. But in an instant, they were pierced through the head by Ming Yanwei's arrows, the flames erupting from them burning them to ashes.

This is the second point, the one overseen by Zhan Lan's team, and likely the second settlement where the native humans might be hiding. When she left the teleportation point arranged by Zhao Yingkong, she witnessed, just like Zhang Jie, the premature launch of the orc army and saw a natural cave ravaged by the orcs.

The dead were cavemen, a common species of fantastical creatures. Logically, she should have concluded the operation had failed and quietly retreated, but before acting, she considered something else.

Patchouli mentioned that there was a dense concentration of human information dissipating from this place. If that's the case, then even if no one lives here, there must be information about human settlements. However, when she decided to use this as a basis to conduct a mental search and take the risk in an attempt to obtain information, she sensed a slight resistance rising deep within her heart to her actions.

Thoughts cannot arise from nothing. Zhan Lan, who hadn't yet become a transcendent being, was acutely aware that this was a prompt from her subconscious based on the information she had gathered. So she gestured for the others to calm down, and the next second, using her verified permissions, she launched a cluster of silver-gray nanobots into the ground as a detection probe.

Five seconds later, she launched a full-scale attack on her teammates while simultaneously retrieving some of the nanobots that Patchouli had delivered.

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"That's the situation. Two hundred meters underground in this cave, there is a human settlement of about two thousand people. I have to admire their courage. Judging from the current reconnaissance traces, this human settlement has been operating for at least ten years, even a year earlier than this goblin nest."

Zhang Jie spread his hands, explaining the information he had just obtained while using his mental power to ensure that all the orc warriors inside and outside the cave were dead. Like Zhan Lan, he had taken action to intimidate all the orc warriors the moment he obtained the information, while the remaining few were finished off one by one by Zhang Heng and Ba Wang.

Their movements were swift; so swift that several orc warriors who had noticed something amiss and were about to investigate were still in mid-air when their heads were shattered into millions of pieces, scattering everywhere. Following the gaze of the orc warriors who had died particularly gruesome deaths, several others discovered the hidden traces of an underground passage located at the edge of the lair, unnoticed by the goblins.

"Do not use mental detection, do not use any detection techniques, whether it is mobilizing energy or controlling the 'spirits' unique to this world. The people of this world are even more cautious and fierce than we imagine. If we use supernatural means to probe their lair, something not so good will happen immediately."

He reached out and pointed to the hidden entrance to the underground passage. Instead of using his mental power, he sent a swarm of nanobots silently crawling over and devouring the stones at the entrance in an instant. A deep, dark passage leading downwards appeared, and the nanobots immediately split into several tiny, silvery fluids that swiftly disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Jie gestured to the others, who immediately understood. The optical camouflage coating, driven by a miniature fusion reactor, on the Central Continent Team's standard combat armor was activated. This thing had hardly been used since it was created, because the capable fighters simply didn't wear these things. Most of the magical components in the armor were also shut down, leaving only the short-range communication system maintained by directional electromagnetic waves in operation.

They lowered their goggles, and activated their already limited low-light vision. Led by Zhang Jie, the group silently entered the passage. After a few steps, a stone-like object enveloped in nanomaterials appeared before them.

“This is why I stopped you from using energy or mental power to detect them,” Zhang Jie said to his team members through the internal communication channel of his standard combat armor. “This thing is called Spirit Guide Stone in this world. It’s not uncommon, but it’s quite sensitive to spirits and mental power, and it’s often used by various races to make magical components. The native humans here have used this property to make simple probes. Once a creature using spirits detects their lair with magic or mental power, these probes will be activated, and then a device will be activated somewhere through a crude circuit.”

"The Dragon-Slaying Stone?" Zhang Heng asked over the communication.

“No, if it were a simple thing, I wouldn’t need to be so careful.” Zhang Jie shook his head and projected an optical model onto the retinas of the team members. It was a topographical map of the nest. The goblin nest was hidden on the mountainside of a semi-active volcano, and two hundred meters below the goblin nest was a human settlement closer to the volcano.

A dotted line was drawn, one end of which led to the probe encased in nanobots in front of Zhang Jie. The other end of the line, however, pointed tightly into a geologically vulnerable point between the human settlement and the lava field!

“The nanobots just gave me feedback,” Zhang Jie said calmly. “Although I can’t be 100% sure, I’m at least 90% certain that the other end of that line is connected to explosives made by mortals in this world.”

"I've discovered seven 'probes' so far, and I've examined the wiring. If three or more probes are activated simultaneously, the device on that side will be triggered. I don't know the exact power, but I think it should be enough to activate the volcano beneath our feet, killing all living things that appear here!"

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"Why would they do this?" At another operational point led by Zhan Lan, witnessing a similar geographical situation to Zhang Jie's, the digital reincarnators all frowned in confusion. Cheng Xiao's expression was the most grim, his gaze fixed on the 'probes' encased in nanobots, his eyes burning like fire. "This rudimentary detection method, this crude magical technology, even without other life forms probing, it's very likely to err and cause false alarms, plunging the entire settlement into a sea of ​​fire!"

"Thousands of lives, don't they care at all?! It's just that they were detected by other races. They weren't even participating in the One God Competition, they could have just stayed in the audience!"

“Unfortunately, I don’t think there are any audience seats in this world.” Xiao Honglu suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and before Cheng Xiao’s face, covered by a mask, could reveal a questioning expression, he pointed to a hidden tripwire on the ground. The end of the wire connected to a simple mechanism and some other 'probes'. Clearly, the mortals hiding here had also considered the possibility of encountering invaders like orcs who didn’t use elves, had low mental strength, but could still single-handedly annihilate a mortal settlement.

"There must be a reason why this world has developed the way it has. Don't start by arguing that it's unreasonable," Xiao Honglu said calmly. "The wars in this world have lasted for a long time. Mortal civilizations have risen and fallen time and time again, teetering on the brink of extinction countless times because they have no protectors. However, their struggle to survive to this day proves their resilience. And on the stage of this great world of strife, this quality is not without value."

Xiao Honglu sneered. He said, "Do you know what kind of crops farmers in war-torn areas prefer? It's not the most delicious or the most nutritious. It's the kind that can thrive no matter where you throw it. Such crops can be harvested one after another, without needing to worry too much about the soil's fertility."

"Do you know what kind of laboratory animals doctors in research institutes prefer? It's not gorillas, which can be used as human models, nor chickens, ducks, dogs, or rabbits, which can be used for other purposes. It's mice, which are numerous, relatively inexpensive, and easy to conduct reproducible comparative experiments. Anyway, if you use one, you can still have many more. You can't kill all the mice in the end. Using them in a different way can at least create some value."

Xiao Honglu's tone gradually became more urgent, then subtly calmed down. He shook his head slightly, ending the somewhat sharp topic.

"Of course, I'm only talking about what's happening on Earth. Whether it alludes to this world or not, I don't know myself. I only know that mortals aren't much more lenient towards their fellow human beings than towards wild or domesticated animals. All those experimental materials, human organs, and biological specimens circulating in various public and private markets every year—I doubt they all come from voluntary donors." He raised his hand and tapped his forehead. The crack that resembled an eye had long since faded with the deepening of his Three-Eyed Clan bloodline, but a narrow slit remained as a trace of its existence. Just as Cheng Xiao was about to retort, Zhan Lan, at the front, suddenly made a gesture.

We've arrived at our destination.

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What greeted Zhang Jie and his group was a well-structured and meticulously constructed underground complex. Using stones, wooden planks, and fluorescent minerals, the entire underground cavern area, covering approximately one square kilometer and standing six to seven meters high, was neatly and efficiently organized. Living areas, planting areas, grazing areas, and industrial areas were arranged in their respective suitable locations. At first glance, it resembled a cramped dwelling, but it quickly gave the reincarnators a strange feeling of a secluded, tranquil retreat.

The optical shielding on the standard armor remained active, and the shielding system, capable of deceiving the orcs' exceptional five senses, naturally suppressed the perception of the mortals within the cave. This gave the reincarnators the leisure to observe these inhabitants, allowing them to gather more intelligence before revealing themselves.

There were many people, more than two thousand in total. When the reincarnators bypassed all the protective measures and passed through the passage to the main hall of the cave, the tragic atmosphere was clearly visible even to the naked eye.

The inhabitants here probably knew that the orc army was clearing out the area above. As locals, it's only natural that they would have this level of intelligence gathering ability. However, the orcs' sudden march completely exceeded their expectations, leaving them no time to prepare for a relocation.

"Don't rush to show yourself. First, find the leaders and key members of this settlement. Then we'll start with them and try to take the people away peacefully using gentle methods."

Zhang Jie said this because he didn't know if there was some hidden self-destruct mechanism within this secluded underground cave. His original plan to demonstrate his divine power, use his incantation abilities, or simply use wide-area hypnosis to cleanly and efficiently take away these natives was tragically thwarted—though this wasn't really a setback; he could have used physical strength for hypnosis, or created a seductive atmosphere with images and sounds, to resolve the current predicament. But regrettably, Zhang Jie had developed a tiny bit of interest in the unknown person hiding behind the mortal race, who had devised such a decisive self-destructive mechanism.

Interest was one reason, and another was that he needed to ensure no bombs would suddenly fall from the sky during the evacuation. Therefore, both interest and meticulous planning were necessary. The others didn't object—Zero informed him via communication that the orcish garrison had noticed the anomaly and would arrive at the Goblin's lair ruins in about five to ten minutes to begin either a mopping-up operation or a hunt.

Very good, there's plenty of time. Zhao Yingkong will definitely open the spatial passage to pick people up after that. There's a major battle to fight on both sides, so the only thing needed now is to find the leader here before that happens, and then persuade him to provide assistance.

Zhang Jie was very confident in his persuasive skills. When he spotted a calm and collected young man in the crowd, methodically arranging various tasks, he felt even more confident.

Section 11: Crimson and the Summoning Ritual

Alice floated alone in the void, her mind filled with confusion and turmoil. Although Zheng Zha had undergone so many changes that she could count seventeen or eighteen with her eyes closed, and she had a general understanding of the direction of these changes, she was still filled with shock when the conversation ended ten minutes earlier.

What did Zheng say ten minutes ago?

"I've made up my mind. I'm not choosing either of the two options you gave me, Margot Lloyd! I'm not going to let you lead me by the nose. I'm going to find trouble with the Demon Race and its progenitor!"

"Why choose this path? It's obvious! All the races you mentioned are intelligent races with intellect. They haven't provoked me or done anything to me, so why would I randomly rush into their territory and start a massacre? I'm neither the Emperor of this world nor do I know anyone in this world. Only someone in their right mind would go and start fighting randomly!"

"—It's true that I am a reincarnator, and it's also true that reincarnators are destined to get their hands and hearts dirty. But if I had a choice, I would still want to keep myself clean. The demon race and the winged race attacked us, and I had no qualms about killing their entire race. But those other races that have no grudge against us and no life-or-death relationship with us... I'm sorry, I can't attack them for no reason."

"—Besides, the Supreme God didn't even announce any penalty for mission failure this time. Margot Lloyd, while your analysis of the Star Grail is quite insightful, it doesn't seem to be indispensable to us. And then consider what level of enemies we'll be facing if we want to participate in this Star Grail war?"

"—They're mostly at least Tier 4, maybe even mid-Tier 4 or high-Tier 4 among the divine and fantastical species. Look at how we fared against Ex in the last world, without any first-strike advantage, home-field advantage, or intelligence advantage. Look at the price we paid in the Bleach world just facing the servant army of the emperor. And now, although our Central Continent team has become much stronger, if we were to face multiple mid-to-high-Tier 4 experts on their home turf… how many sacrifices do you think we'd have to make, how many people would die, to obtain that Star Cup that has no penalty even if the mission fails?"

"—And it's not that I can't see it. The fact that you've arranged these several layouts for me to choose from means that you can come up with a corresponding response no matter which option I choose. This means that you may indeed have deeper intentions in your layout, but at the very least, your surface purpose of wanting to create chaos on this planet called Disbod to attract attention so that Chu Xuan's development can proceed covertly is real. So, if I go and provoke the demon race that has provoked me, I can also achieve your goal... Perhaps the effect will be less, but the demon race is like a 'wild monster' on this planet, and a race closely related to the fantasy race. If I deal with them, it will also cause changes in the situation."

"—As you said before, as long as I don't reveal my identity as a reincarnator or a human, I will definitely be regarded as one of them by the vampires whose power systems are a mess. Because there is already a grudge between the vampires and the Skywings, even if the Skywings go and destroy the vampires' home, the vampires will choose war rather than just sell me out as the 'suddenly appearing vampire lord'. Since I am regarded as part of the vampires, my war against the demons is, in a sense, equivalent to the vampires waging war against the demons. One move affects the whole situation, and I think you will be able to achieve most of your goal."

"—As for the other half… Ah, Margot Lloyd, aren't you still here? Don't pretend to be so angry. I don't believe you'd let your main plan fall apart because of this 'minor change in the situation.' Just consider me as the captain taking on this occasional whim. I'll leave the rest to you."

"—And unless there's a compelling reason to fight, I won't agree to let the entire team risk their lives to fight a bunch of world's fourth-tier and above powerhouses to the death. This is the decision I made as the captain of the Central Continent Team. You should inform Chu Xuan and Norrell of this news. Margot Lloyd, if you still acknowledge me as the captain of the Central Continent Team."

After a barrage of words, Zheng, having said his piece, simply flapped his crimson wings, transforming into a dark red streak of light as he pierced through the space bubble used for temporary decision-making and shot into the distance. His departing figure might have contained an element of 'running away after spouting nonsense,' but undeniably, his words had indeed caused Alice a very strong shock.

Did upright apes actually have a day of enlightenment? And what strange things happened to this large upright animal, which should have only been pounding its chest and waving its giant arms, that became the catalyst for this enlightenment?

Alice shook her head with a wry smile. After the "smart" ape had left the group, she spent ten minutes sending all the previous conversation records and intelligence she had gathered to the wise advisors of the Central Continent Team via messenger. Only then did she calm down and consider how to deal with the current situation.

Zheng Zha is right. Facing a group of mid-to-high-level fourth-tier powerhouses, it would be extremely difficult for the Central Continent Team to avoid suffering heavy losses. Chu Xuan's strategies are indeed unpredictable, but that doesn't mean that his presence guarantees no casualties. For the entire Central Continent Team, risking the lives of the entire team to complete a mission without divine punishment... is hardly a rational decision.

[However, during the Starship Troopers era, Zheng Zha, as the captain, would have made this choice.]

So, what exactly happened to cause Zheng Zha, who was originally focused on 'protecting his teammates, the innocent, and his own kind,' to break free from this inexplicable 'human love,' and undergo a complete transformation in his thought process and methods of manipulating power? Not to mention, he now knows about 'Luo Ye'! Unless I've touched upon my inner demons, there's absolutely no one else in the team besides me and Patchi who knows about 'Luo Ye'!

[In that case… there are only one or two options left. Either it's another prediction record, or it's a shift at the worldline level. But if it's the former, he had no time or opportunity to access the record, and his behavior is somewhat off. And if it's the latter… then there must be an entity on a level equal to or even slightly exceeding that of the main god interfering behind the scenes… Damn, is it even possible to encounter something like this? Could it be that besides Zheng and Chu, these two future big shots, there's some other remarkable figure in the Central Continent team?]

My head hurts so much, and I don't want it to hurt anymore. Zheng Zha's unexpected move is secondary, because, as Zheng Zha said, I'm used to making a bunch of contingency plans in advance, so I naturally prepared for situations like 'Zheng Zha suddenly decides to fight demons to kill time.' What really gave this person a headache… well, if I keep going, it'll just be boring rambling.