Chapter 80: Silver’s Gif (1/2)

A familiar figure appeared on Lu Yin’s screen when he answered the unknown call, “Hey, friend. Hope you’re doing well.”

“How did you get my number?” he was shocked. He never could have guessed that Silver would contact him, but fortunately he’d given Bronsen a residence in the outer courtyards of the residence just to keep any secrets in check.

Silver smiled, “I can find out anything I wish to know.”

“What do you want from me?” Lu Yin asked indifferently.

Silver laughed, “I haven’t seen you in quite some time, I missed you. Also, I wanted to give you a gift.”

“Gift?” Lu Yin asked, unconvinced.

Silver sent over some location coordinates to his gadget, “There are a few corpse kings hidden in these areas.”

Hearing this, his gaze sharpened, “So you really are involved with the Neohuman Alliance. I guess you were also the one behind Barudar? You almost killed Zhang Dingtian on Earth because he was about to shell the zombies, and then took them away with you.”

Silver cupped his own ear, “Quieter, someone might hear you! I don’t belong to the Neohuman Alliance, I just happened to find out about it. Don’t push the blame onto me.”

“And why would you tell me?” Lu Yin’s eyes twinkled.

“I already said I was helping you.”

“And I also told you that I wouldn’t reciprocate in the future.”

“Haha, how heartless of you. Even so, just take it as me being a good guy,” Silver laughed.

Lu Yin stared at the youth on the other side, “Destroying the Neohuman Alliance is an obligation of all mankind. I’ll take care of those corpse kings, but I’m on your trail too. Don’t try to escape; once I find out where you are, I’ll catch you and send you to the Thirteen Imperial Squadrons.”

Silver’s mouth twitched, “Oh? Then let’s see just how capable you really are. Goodbye!”

Lu Yin raised his head to look at the sky. The Neohuman Alliance was a behemoth of the Outerverse; what was Silver’s role among them? Why did he help out? Was it because of his status as the Zishan King? If that were the case, this title was perhaps more useful than he gave it credit for. Home had allowed him to become the Zishan King, and the Neohuman Alliance had taken the initiative to approach him because of this. The Great Yu Empire was just one of the major forces in a single weave; what was so appealing about this title?

He sighed it off, not wanting to think about it anymore. He only wanted two things right now: first, to enter the Youth Council, and second, Astral-10. Everything related to his title could wait. Looking outside, he turned off the light in his room. It was now time to roll his die again, another gamble to look forward to.

“Alright, here it goes,” he mumbled to himself, looking exactly like any other gambler. The die appeared within one palm, glowing brightly with hazy starlight. It was at this point that he tapped his head in annoyance; he’d forgotten that it could regenerate on its own even without star crystals. The time he’d taken to travel from Earth to the Capital Star was more than enough for the restoration, but it was too late for regrets.

Looking at the die, he stretched a hand out to set it off. It spun rapidly and slowly came to a stop, ending up with a two.

“Not bad,” he mumbled to himself as the vortex formed before him, taking several items out of his cosmic ring and throwing them in. This included a few spare cosmic rings as well, and most of the materials obtained after disassembly were unfamiliar to him. He threw everything in repeatedly until it came out without a change, and the only thing he recognized was imperial gold. He now had three small ingots in total; while not a large amount, the material was quite expensive. As for the rest, he just stowed it away on the assumption that it was quite valuable.