Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

Wilding was well aware of what the Battle of Chicago meant, and returning to the Foundation at this time would not be wise. The higher-ups might do something irrational because of the incident. The safest way was to wait for Vanzie to return before contacting the Foundation.

It wasn't that Virtin wanted to use Vanchi's power to threaten the Foundation, but rather that she wanted to minimize the possibility of strategic miscalculations by both sides that could lead to tragedy.

Although her time with Wan Qi was short, he was a loyal and righteous person, which can be seen from his initiative to protect Wu Wangwo. Of course, this protection was conditional: he had to admit his mistakes and stand up straight when he was punished. Wu Wangwo had no objection to this.

So, continuing the analysis, what would Wan Qi do if something happened to him?

Wilting is not someone who puts herself first, but if her safety is directly linked to the lives of everyone else, she will act very cautiously.

The price of acting rashly is heavy; she lost classmates and friends because of it.

If I go back to the foundation now, I'll most likely be placed under house arrest. Then, when Wan Qi returns and can't find me, he'll be so angry that he'll wipe out the entire St. Love Foundation...

This is not just impossible, it's very possible. I've heard that people from Zhen Dan like to kill entire families.

My relationship with the foundation can't be described as harmonious and perfect, but it hasn't developed to the point where I need to summon Huang Chao (a famous Chinese warlord). Besides, if the foundation were to collapse, everyone in Reshaping Hands would be laughing their heads off.

Veltin had witnessed Wanqi's magic firsthand. The kind of magic that could directly disregard life and death and summon the dead and the deceased probably involved control over the soul. In other words, Wanqi was an army all by himself. I was both the weapon and the legion.

A nuclear warhead and arsenal carrying a million-strong army, moving faster than a ballistic missile in its descent phase...

Even the five permanent members of the UN Security Council are not to be trifled with, okay?

If all of Arcana's original bodies are in Chicago, then Wilting has no doubt that the Battle of Vanchi will force the Hand of Reconstruction to change its leader.

The only thing that could be considered a limitation for him is probably the length of his stay, but that also means that if he were to fight an organization to the death, he could absolutely drive any organization to madness and collapse.

Virtin didn't want to see that scene. The Hand of Reconstruction required the St. Love Foundation as a prerequisite, and Wan Qi shouldn't be the one caught up in this game. He was just passing by by chance, and it was a probabilistic accident that brought the two of them together. Therefore, he felt that it was only natural for him to ask the other party for a favor. What's the difference between that and shameless XXN?

No, they've already treated it as XXN, where does the audacity come from?

"How to balance it..."

Veltine scribbled on the paper; these abstract graphics and words were only understandable to her. But precisely because they were so abstract, they could be used to argue that Veltine's logic was also rather chaotic at that moment.

No matter how outstanding she is, she is only sixteen years old.

What are most people doing when they are sixteen years old?

GSA prohibits taking pictures of screens with mobile phones.

Huo Qubing, please sit down. This refers to ordinary people.

Buzz

The sudden vibration startled Virtue, but she quickly realized it was her phone ringing.

Wan Qi said that this is the vibration mode.

Wilting quickly took out his phone and opened the chat group that Wan Qi had named. A "hello" emoji sent by Wan Qi appeared on the screen.

72 hours have passed at this point.

Section 25: This time it's multiple people?

(Tenth update! I kept my promise, where are your votes and comments, comrades? (**3V))

The chat group currently has two members.

"V2T, what are you doing?"

"I'm organizing files. What is V2T?"

"A simplified version of the Chinese name 'Weirting,' a combination of pinyin and numbers."

Skillful

"What an amazing use."

Then, following the method Wan Qi taught him, Veltin changed his nickname to V2T.

Wan Qi's profile picture in the group is a small skull, and his nickname is "10007".

"How's the situation on your end?"

"everything is normal."

"Did you go back to the Leftovers Foundation?"

"It's the St. Love Foundation; we haven't gone back yet."

"Didn't go back? Oh, I see. Looks like the Foundation's situation is complicated. Tsk tsk tsk."

"Your power is very tempting to them."

"Immune to the power of torrential rain, huh? But they can't do anything to me. However, you'll be in great danger. Do you need help?"

"It's very necessary, but I'm also a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

"I've heard that the people of China, when enraged, like to kill entire families. Is that true?"

Wan Qi was furious and immediately typed back: "This is slander! Whoever said that, I'll kill their whole family!"

At this moment, Virtue said: "..."

The ellipsis represents a lot of complex emotions, adding to the stereotypes about people from Aurora.

“Wanqi, I don’t want you to get involved, but right now, I really need your power. I’m sorry, I’m being a bit despicable.” This was the conclusion that Virtin had reached after thinking about it for the past three days. A super brain still needs the support of super power.

"A drop of water in need deserves a spring in return. Besides, you saved my life. Don't be polite, I'll help you. Tell me, are you planning to make the foundation's higher-ups easily soluble in water, or add a yellow cloak when it's cold, or first draft a denunciation of the thief to go through the formalities? If you think it's not sacred enough, I can learn to be a fox on the spot. Choose whichever you like."

"Not necessarily. By the way, why would a fox be calling?"

"Our foxes have rather distinctive calls, like 'Foundation' or 'Wilding King.' By the way, Wilding, aren't you British? You can interpret it as 'God Bless Our King' if you like."

"According to your procedure, shouldn't the next step be to 'dismiss the generals with a cup of wine'?"

"You seem to know a lot about Aurora culture. But I have a speedboat here. Do you know Huang Chao?"

"The next question is whether it's easier to get into the foundation's headquarters than to pass the entrance exam for the foundation's headquarters."

"Ruzi can be taught."

"Ahem, let's talk about the normal procedure."

“I don’t really understand the normal process, and I’m not a mystic, so you take care of the process, and I’ll take care of the burning.”

"You're going to burn down the foundation!"

“No, no, no, this is a sacred declaration, Veldine. You know, there is only one chance for mystics and ordinary people to truly merge and be revitalized. I fought against Arcana of the Reincarnation Hand and knew she wouldn’t stop easily. I protected the peace of this world, but I cannot tolerate the betrayal of others. If the Foundation cannot make humanity great again, I will set the entire earth ablaze.”

"I feel like I've heard you say that somewhere before."

"You play Warhammer too? Medieval or 40K?"

Fun fact: Warhammer Fantasy was released in 1983, and Warhammer 40K began in 1987.

"I've only heard of it, I don't know much about it, and it's not cheap, plus you can't buy it now."

"Oh, that's alright, I can give you a set." Then Wan Qi added, "Would bone products be acceptable?"

Wan Qi only realized after sending the previous message that his Warhammer pieces were all undead creations, not only capable of movement but also able to shout: "God above, for the holy and pure four-armed God-Emperor, praise the Lord of Joy, the power of life blesses me, under the witness of supreme wisdom, warriors of Kongnu, waaaaagh!"

See, isn't he especially sincere? (smiles)

As for those chess pieces, you can call them "Bonestats" without any problem.

"You made it with your own bones?"

"The main problem is that I don't have any other materials here, you see."

Wan Qi took a few photos and posted them in the chat group. The photos showed a world of deep red, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't even tell the difference between the sea and the sky, making you wonder if the world was just a red ocean.

"What a monotonous world."

"Yeah, now you know what kind of life I used to live, boohoo."

"How are you? ".

"It's definitely much better now. Once the cooldown is over, I can go out and have some fun! By the way, what year is it where you are? I want to come over and experience the flavors and cuisines of different eras..."

"The year was 1913."

"Isn't a world war about to break out?"

"Yes, the Reincarnation Hand will definitely do something at this juncture; they don't care how many people die in the war."

"1913, when will the next downpour be?"

"I don't know. We also use computing equipment to predict when the rainstorm will arrive. Generally, the prediction time will not exceed three days, and the actual effect is usually compressed into one day."

"In other words, we can only give those outside time to evacuate, right?"

"Yes."

"1913, I wonder if it will last until 1919."

Was there anything special about that year?

"The Paris Peace Conference! I'm going to storm in, tear up the Treaty of Versailles signed by the Japanese representatives, throw it in the faces of the Western representatives, and then scatter them all!"

Are you serious?

"I really want to."

“Wanqi, you seem to have a strong affection for the secular Cinnamon regime.”

"Is there a problem?"

"After the establishment of the St. Love Foundation, it was dedicated to separating the mysticism from the world of ordinary people, forming two relatively isolated security systems, which is good for everyone."

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if ordinary people can't access it, can't those in power? Doesn't the Foundation need resources from the mortal world for its development? If these two issues cannot be resolved, then mystics will only end up as a group of privileged individuals who are high above others, forming an even more disgusting and solidified alliance with those in power in the mortal world."

“I don’t deny that the foundation does have this possibility.”

"Then it will inevitably go down that path, it's just a matter of time. And such an organization is even more disgusting. At most, at this stage, the Foundation doesn't seem so disgusting because you have the enemy, the Reincarnation Hand, to compare and fight against you."

“You suddenly developed a great deal of hostility towards the foundation.”

“I am equally hostile to all those who pursue hereditary status and wealth. Relying on bloodline inheritance and family succession, they hope that their wealth and power will last for generations. The way of man is to take from those who have less and give to those who have more. The ancients were right.”

"But in the world of mystics, pure-blooded mystics are indeed stronger, and there is data to back that up."

"Then I'm the exception. In my earliest memories, I was just an ordinary person who didn't know any mystical arts and hadn't shown any talent. The magic I now possess can be learned by any normal person, so I don't believe in bloodlines or lineages; I only believe in hard work and talent!"

"Wait! What did you say? Ordinary people can learn your magic too!"

"That's right. The magic I master only requires a certain level of mental strength from ordinary people, but it doesn't have any bloodline requirements."

On the other side of the screen, Virtue was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time, and then she immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Compared to Wanqi's destructive power, the magic he possesses is itself a doomsday judgment on the entire occult world.

If it's true that one can learn magic with just mental energy, and if this standard applies across worlds, it essentially buries the threshold for mystics, completely blurring the lines between mystics and ordinary humans.

If word gets out about this, the foundation and Rebuilding Hands will have to work together to find a way to get rid of Wanqi.

We were just grabbing a piece of cake, and you're going to share the cake that's only for us with everyone else? You deserve to die!

"Wanqi, you absolutely mustn't tell anyone about this, please don't!"

"Why?"

"Because you will become the enemy of all mystics."

"Oh, I see. After opening up upward mobility channels for ordinary people, those monsters and demons panicked. Thanks for the reminder."

As for what Wan Qi was actually thinking, Wilting didn't know either, and could only hope that this day wouldn't come too soon.

But the idea of ​​completely shattering the barrier between mystics and ordinary people sounded very appealing, and Virtin made a note of it for the time being, thinking he might need it someday.

The two tacitly stopped the topic and instead discussed the current situation.

Wan Qi shared many photos and videos of his time in the Red Sea, and later even started a cross-dimensional live stream.

"This is where I live now. The one under my feet is our country's strongest naval bodyguard in the 21st century. At least that's how I looked before I was imprisoned in the Red Sea. My number is 055. It's just that I look like one. In reality, I use magic techniques that I think are suitable. Only when I'm on the battlefield will I know what will happen."

"These are all weapons like drones. We abandoned armor-piercing missiles long ago and embraced integrated information and firepower systems. The battlefield is now three-dimensional. I certainly can't perfectly replicate the specific equipment we use right now. I can only barely copy the appearance, but they are all quite easy to use."

"Over there is my human brain array. When I have nothing to do, I dig out fresh brains from my own corpses and make them into wet components for use. The effect is quite good. It can assist me in casting magic. It is a kind of alternative super AI, and its chaotic thinking ability is extremely strong. It is a good assistant to me. It's just a pity that it has no soul and lacks spirituality. It can only be expanded and optimized based on the original program."

"You ask about the island beneath my feet? It's all made of my own bones. But I don't need to commit suicide to obtain them anymore. I set up a flesh and blood factory over there, and a bone factory next to it. The soul factory is temporarily lacking raw materials and isn't operating. Its energy is drawn directly from the Red Sea to ensure that I always have enough materials to process what I want."

"What do you eat normally? Veltin, are you sure you want to see me cook myself in an iron pot? Or slap a living person?" What followed was a deliberately darkly humorous joke, which also allowed Veltin to truly understand Wan Qi's beautiful mental state. Some people only appear normal; in reality, they've long since gone mad.