I'm Really an Alchemist

"The war that is happening in the universe is planned by me alone!"

Trunks froze.

He frowned, staring at Zhou Qi's expression closely, wondering if it was a joke, but all he saw was the meticulous and serious attitude of the other party when he grilled meat.

He understood that this uncle would never make silly jokes when he should be serious.

"Why?!" Trunks suppressed the rage and disappointment in his throat, and roared.

He can still remember that during the war, there were dead bodies everywhere.

If this war had been something that would have happened in history, Trunks would have accepted it, although he would have grieved over their deaths.

But this war was actually caused by my respected uncle.

Trunks didn't know what words to use to express his disappointment.

Zhou Qi looked at the grilled skewers tightly held in his palm, shook his head and said, "Fresh squid grilled at 210 degrees Celsius tastes the best at the minute it's just baked, it's a pity."

Zhou Qi turned his head and looked at the sparkling sea.

The ocean inside the ark is also home to a large number of fish, and they live safely in a self-consistent ecological circle.

"Tranks, what kind of existence do you think the King is?"

"Among the enemies you have faced, there are cruel and violent cosmic emperors, artificial life forms that enjoy slaughter, chaotic and evil demons, and alien gods who want to create a paradise."

"But they can be defeated, and with hard work, will and spirit, these enemies can be brought down."

"All kings are different." Zhou Qi picked up the steaming grilled fish and lowered his eyes to bite off the fresh meat: "He is the supreme god, the ruthless way itself. In your eyes, how many people have died in this war?" A billion lives."

"Just a few billion dead is enough to make you think I'm a sinner."

Zhou Qi showed a mocking smile: "But that supreme god treats the destruction of the universe as a game."

Trunks was silent and desperate. He couldn't imagine the concept of destroying the universe as a game?

It is impossible to imagine that so many lives in a universe disappear in an instant. What kind of concept is it?

"I..." Trunks opened his mouth with difficulty, his stomach full of rebuttals stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say anything.

Zhou Qi stripped away the cruel reality.

In the past, whether it was facing Piccolo, Frieza, Cell, or Majin Buu, the Saiyans living on the earth could always defeat the enemy with courage and fight to protect the earth.

But the appearance of the gods fundamentally vetoed this effort.

For the gods, it is possible to ignore all life in the universe and use the universe itself as a game chip for entertainment.

Your effort, your struggle, your courage.

Your friendships, your love affairs, your family.

In the eyes of the gods, it is not worth mentioning.

Even you need to please the gods to become the kind of person you hate the most, not relying on hard work to fight for fate, but to please the gods to gain the chance of survival.

"Of course, I am not qualified to accuse the gods of being superior."

Zhou Qi took another bite of the fresh and tender fish, and said with a sneer, "After all, I'm also the kind of person who uses my own ideas to force others to go nowhere."

"However, a universe cannot accommodate two of the same type of me. From the moment I appear in this world, either he will be defeated by me, or I will get out of this universe."

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Chapter 345 Chapter [-] Frieza's Thoughts

The glory of the city is gone.

Frieza wore a windbreaker and a hood, and walked alone in the city.

The commercial streets were closed, and the streets were very cold, with only a few neon lights, recalling the prosperity of the past.

In the seven-year long war, anyone can tell which side the goddess of victory is leaning on.

The Galactic Empire was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely at the heart of the Frozen Empire. A large number of star regions were seized, countless troops surrendered, and even the self-proclaimed invincible Jiejiao Immortal suffered heavy casualties.

Two brothers who are greedy for money and lustful, were trapped and killed by the Immortal Chanjiao during a retreat.

Of the Taoxing Four Immortals, there is only one left now.

Even Kirk, who had had a conflict with Frieza, was killed by the monks who explained the teachings during a raid.

Frieza understood very well that the war was able to be one-sided for seven years because he passed the news behind his back, and as a young man, he made the explanation as if he had opened the whole map, and he was able to understand every move here.

Even the Frozen Empire itself discovered that there was a boy hidden inside the empire.

Kurd was furious and launched a massive rectification campaign, but no one would have guessed about Frieza, and no one would have guessed how the promising imperial prince would betray the empire.

After that rectification, the communication channel between Frieza and Green was also abolished.

It is also because of this that the war lasted for seven years.

But the general trend is set, even if Frieza cuts off the news, the Frozen Empire will not be able to reverse its decline.

Feiji, which used to be the political and commercial center of the empire, has become extremely calm. Walking through the once bustling commercial street, there are not many people in sight. Even if you see passers-by, you still look numb.

The end of the kingdom.

Frieza was walking on the street, thinking of the end of the dynasty that he dreamed of among the three thousand emperors when he was first learning Taoism.

At that time, the people in the capital also faced their upcoming fate in numbness and panic.

"Ugh."

Frieza tightened his windbreaker, turned and returned to the palace.

The palace is unique in this lifeless city!

Colorful lights, lively people, whispers of nervousness or fear, and when Frieza approached, he could feel the waiter's sad emotions.

"Lord Frieza."

"Father is drinking again?" Frieza stopped the flustered waiter and asked, listening to the wild laughter in the palace.

The waiter hurriedly said: "King Kurd was annoyed by the war, so he drank more. Mr. Frieza, you must not go in, or the little one will suffer!"

Since losing the war, the Kurds have become more suspicious and irritable.

Not only is he wary of anyone, but he often makes some stupid tricks, such as trying to break up the close relationship between Jiejiao. If Frieza hadn't been on the sidelines to mediate, these grumpy Jiejiao disciples would be the first to kill Kurd Beheaded under the sword.

The cause and effect entanglement between Jiejiao and the Frozen Empire is too deep, and now there is no possibility of getting out of the war.

Frieza dismissed the waiters and got closer to the palace. From the window, he saw Kurd watching the play drunkenly, sometimes laughing, sometimes grabbing a glass bottle and smashing it on the ground, which made the performers tremble with fear.

He quietly left the palace, and returned to his royal court with complicated emotions.

Someone has been waiting here for a long time.

"Master Frieza." Shentu Wusuan walked over with a haggard face. His clothes and hair seemed to have not been washed for several months. They were uncomfortably dirty. The greasyness that could be solved with a cleansing spell, but he was busy. I have to take care of it.

"I have something to discuss with you, about this war!"

Shen Tu went straight to the point.

Frieza said: "I have retired from the regent, you should go to my father."

Shentu Wusuan let out a long sigh: "The King of Kurds never trusted us, and we didn't have any good feelings for him. This matter was a joint idea of ​​the brothers, and they didn't want to discuss it with Kurds."

Frieza asked, "What is it?"

Shentu Wusuan: "The war has progressed to this day, and the empire has shown signs of decline. Now, if we want to make a comeback, we only have a chance to welcome Chanjiao until his vitality is seriously injured. There are still [-] disciples left in Jiejiao. , willing to form the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, and besiege and teach!"

Jiejiao wants to play a game of Stealing Home, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

They planned to take advantage of the time when the main force of elucidation and teaching was at the front line, gather their living strength, go to the central planet of the Galactic Empire, form the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, and cut off the Galactic Empire's retreat in one fell swoop.

In this way, the main force of elucidation and education will have to return to the center, and it will also be able to gain a breathing space for the empire.

Even Frieza had to admire the decisiveness of the interception.

If they are really successful, this war that can be ended will return to the tug-of-war, and the final outcome is unknown.

There is no way out for Jiejiao, and the fate of Jiejiao is connected with the Frozen Empire.

"Then trouble Mr. Shentu!"

Frieza grabbed Shentu Wusuan's hands, and said sincerely: "If the empire hadn't been taken care of by Mr., how could it have survived until now!"

Shentu Wusuan took a deep breath, his expression showed excitement, and then he restrained him.

He put Frieza's value in his heart, and quickly left the palace to gather the remaining disciples of the Jiejiao to launch the final counterattack.

Wait for him to leave.

The sincere expression on Frieza's face gradually faded away.

He sighed lowly, turned around and walked into the palace, but was pleasantly surprised that Ao Xiaoyi, who had disappeared from the empire for several years, unexpectedly appeared in the bedroom, playing a virtual game with great interest.

Ao Xiaoyi put down the game console, patted his chest proudly, and said, "Frieza, I went back to Earth and told my father what you mean!"

Frieza looked nervous.

"What did Lord Dragon King say?"

Ao Xiaoyi thought for a while, pretended to be Ao Guang talking, and put on a show: "Since the Emperor of Heaven is willing to put the four seas under the control of my Dragon Clan, Ao Guang has to help His Majesty even if he abandons his old bones!"

Frieza was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly grabbed Ao Xiaoyi, laughed wildly and threw him up.

Using the future power of the four seas in exchange for the help of the Dragon Clan is Frieza's dangerous move. Ao Guang respects him as His Majesty, which is already showing the attitude of the Dragon Clan.

"Great!"

Frieza was extremely happy, and Ao Xiaoyi also giggled cheerfully.

"Did the Dragon King come with you?"

Ao Xiaoyi said: "Father asked me to come here first, he said that when His Majesty needs it, he will naturally show up to help!"