Chapter 251 - The Path of Heavenly Punishment (1/2)

‘Having given my underlings all the difficult tasks, I shall hole myself up…no, control the entire game so the System would not deviate from its true goal.’

With these thoughts, Fang Ning started surfing the net contentedly.

Vigilante A soared back up into the sky to see the world… No, to farm monsters.

After half a day, Fang Ning noticed that the System Notifications were pretty strange.

[The Black Dog Brett is under fatal threat in XX area; the Thousand-Mile Assistance is activated. ]

[The threat on the Black Dog Brett has been resolved. ]

[The Black Dog Brett is under fatal threat in XXX area; the Thousand-Mile Assistance is activated. ]

…

That poor black pooch had to donate blood as well as help Sir reclaim parts of the map. It was constantly poisoned nearly to death.

The key point was that it was actually enjoying it, with some sort of confused pride.

Fang Ning felt sympathetic towards this poor manipulated boy, and decided to privately give it more rejuvenation.

The golden chain that the dog forged for itself was already long and heavy enough. He would allow it to loosen it a bit…

He regarded himself as a kind boss, not an evil capitalist.

After that he praised, “You are very smart, Sir System. After detecting the activation of the Thousand-Mile Assistance, as soon as the threat is removed, the map will still be active for 24 hours. That Black Dog had been cultivating hard to regain its strength and no one could help you with your map, which is why you’ve never used this setting. Now, that Black Dog is good at burrowing, it’s pretty effective to have it as assistance in creating a world map. I thought you didn’t know.”

The System replied, “Rubbish. How can I not know this? It’s just that Black Dog’s power had not fully recovered earlier, and its slow speed is useless for this task. But you? You’ve been secretly going online, and that double-S qualification of yours is still at Bucket level after cultivating for so long. You must have been lax in your cultivation. Have you started puffing up that ego after seeing me instantly farm monsters?”

Fang Ning said defiantly, “What puffing up? I’m accumulating theoretical knowledge and looking for inspiration. That world modification theory I told you about was found on the net. Else, you probably would finish them off within half a year. They aren’t stupid; if they can’t survive above ground, then they would go under. Then, it would be hard to make a map for that. Only by farming monsters and encouraging them to copulate can we go on a path where we can continuously rise in level.”

The System continued, “Oh, I don’t understand…well, go on finding inspiration online, Big Billionaire. If we ever need you to come out to rescue us, I guess we are already finished.”

Fang Ning felt slightly sheepish at this. “Never mind, since you said it in such a serious way. I’d need to work overtime and cultivate for some time to reach Pond-level quicker. Then, I would have confidence in controlling the Dragon God once I summon it.”

…

The black cat Tom had been very busy these days with something important.

It had just heard about Vigilante A’s work in destroying the Japanese serpent, and it felt very regretful.

“Too bad, too bad. If I’d known he’d be there, I would have hidden out there earlier and set up the Altar of Death. That serpent is large, not good in fighting and evil, but it had its own unique method of cultivation and could absorb the Power of Fear.

“It’s divided into eight heads. When one’s power has accumulated to the limit of this world, it would grow another. Now that two has been slain, how much Power of Fear can be released?”

‘Why don’t I disguise myself and become one of Vigilante A’s followers?

‘I’ve heard that he keeps many animals there. There are dogs, birds, even rodents and insects. Another black cat named Tom would fit in.’

The black cat Tom spent some effort ignoring that surely fatal thought. Even if the Death’s Shadow Disguise was good, it did not want to bet its life on it.

After all, a leopard would not change its spots, and once it showed its cruel character that liked to anticipating-death, the other could spot it immediately. That was hard to disguise.

Black Cat Tom, lost in its thoughts, sighed, and its nimble form suddenly vanished into thin air.

Soon, it appeared before a mysterious face.

Here was an underground castle.

Before it was a young white man in an all-black suit. With his evil eyes and handsome features, he looked very much like a domineering president of a company.

His head was lowered as he read the newspaper. The content was in German, and had a large bold headline as well as a very clear photograph.

Das Hotel Pharos im Osten leuchtet die ganze Welt

(The Pharos of the East Illuminates The World)

The picture contained a Chinese man much more handsome than he was, his body well-built and powerful. His whole being was suffused with a look of righteousness.

“Vigilante A, the Venerable Dragon God. What is his real name? Herr Tom, can you answer my question?”

The evil man asked mildly. He may look human, but he was in fact a demon.

The Eastern Underworld had Greater Rats, and the Western one had demons.