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Chapter 1097

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Just as Lavel was continuously shocked, Lao Wang was also shocked. Furthermore, it was a shock that overturned his understanding.

He was not interested in how strong Lavel was, what her soul characteristics were, what her attributes were, or the strength of her physical body was. Other than matching their wills, Lao Wang was more interested in her Gold Core within the range that he could pry into … This was a hundred times more shocking than when he had seen Crocodile God Mugthol's Void Core.

It was not an illusory condensation, but a powerful sphere that emitted high energy. If he had to describe it with his first impression, Lao Wang felt that it was like a small sun. An endless stream of energy continuously surged out from the Gold Core sun. Furthermore, it would not dry up or become weak because of the release of energy. The more the energy spread out, the more vigorous the Gold Core became. Its energy was completely endless! No wonder it was said that Gold Core experts never had to worry about their spiritual power drying up. If they guarded a sun, how could their spiritual power dry up?

Wang Zhong could sense that as long as this Gold Core existed, his life would be immortal. It was the true core of a Gold Core lifeform. The physical body seemed pale and meaningless compared to its existence.

This might not mean that it was absolutely eternal. After all, even a real sun would age, dry up, and extinguish. However, the time needed was definitely very, very long. It was so long that it was difficult to measure it with normal time units. To ordinary experts, this was no different from eternity.

It was powerful, constant, limitless, and inexhaustible!

From the blurry and blurry Void Core that he had seen at Mugthol's place to this tyrannical and eternal Gold Core, Wang Zhong started to have some feelings. It was as if various messy thoughts about accumulating his Core were slowly piecing together in his mind. That was the accumulation of inspiration that came from all aspects. Most of them were just bits and pieces, but at this moment, they were gathered under the inspiration of the Jindan Dao. It was like condensing a core, combining into a complete thing, connecting them together …

However, it was a pity that he was not able to complete the final step. The process of connecting them came to an abrupt halt as his accumulation was not enough … This was not the accumulation of an expert from an ordinary civilization. Instead, a civilization that knew nothing about Core Formation was creating its own Core Formation method. The accumulation and comprehension required were too high.

Wang Zhong was slightly regretful, but no matter what, he had gained a lot.

In the process of soul contact, they could also feel the essence of each other's souls.

Tenacity and determination. These were the evaluations that Lavel had given Wang Zhong from the beginning. However, after a deeper match, she felt a power that did not belong to a Foundational Stage. It came from the power of his soul. At the same time, there was an even more unbelievable … nobility?

A noble soul. This was undoubtedly the strangest and most interesting part of the matching process that Wang Zhong had given Lavel.

Why did the soul of a level-4 civilization make him, an expert who had surpassed him countless times, feel noble? Lavel found it incredible.

When the first soul match ended, their understanding of each other deepened significantly. Even the distance between them seemed to have shortened significantly. They were no longer in a relationship of cooperation or debt repayment. Instead, they felt more like two old friends. It was as if they had known each other for a long time and felt natural. "Souls also need to rest.

"Souls also need to rest. Matching cannot be done every day." There were still many things that Lavel was interested in Wang Zhong's soul. Furthermore, matching souls was not something that could be done in one go. It was a gradual process. They had to communicate with each other in order to complete the first stage of preparation. "Come here every three days or so. If there are any delays, we can communicate in advance."

"Okay."

"Also." Lavel threw a box over.

Lao Wang opened it and saw a box full of Spirit Accumulation Pills.

The Spirit Accumulation Pill was a level-8 pill that condensed the spiritual influence in the heaven and the earth. It was the best low-leveled pill to increase the speed at which spiritual power was condensed.

The recipe for this kind of pill would definitely not be circulated in the market. This was the private recipe of the Fire Demon Race. The quality of the Spirit Accumulation Pills in the box was not low. Overall, they were between 60% and 70% pills. This kind of pill that could increase the speed at which spiritual power was cultivated was very attractive.

"Although your spiritual power is not bad compared to the Foundational Stage, it seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Lavel was obviously a sensible person. She would not look at Wang Zhong with a rigid attitude, nor would she use normal Foundational Stage standards to measure him. Generally speaking, one's physical body and spiritual power were compatible. Without the restrictions of the Foundational Stage, there was a lot of room for improvement in Wang Zhong's spiritual power.

"The Spirit Accumulation Pill has an obvious effect on improving spiritual power cultivation. During this period of time, if you have nothing to do, just eat it like candy. There are no side effects. I will also guide you in terms of spiritual power during the soul match." She smiled. "After all, compared to the things that we are going to refine, your current spiritual power foundation is still not enough."

Lao Wang accepted it very calmly. The consumption of refining a level-7 pill was extremely massive. What kind of height would it take to refine a level-4 artifact? Looking at Raphael's meticulous and complicated preparations in the beginning, with his current realm, he could not be arrogant, let alone be blindly confident.

Seeing that Wang Zhong was so straightforward, Lavel nodded her head. She really did not like long-winded men. Although he came from a low-leveled civilization, she admired Wang Zhong's magnanimity.

"Senior, I will try to advance to the Void Core Realm before the official start!"

He followed up on the progress of Senior Lavel's soul match six or seven times. After half a month, the first stage of soul match had come to an end. Although it did not affect his mind, he had become much closer to Lavel. At the same time, with the Spirit Accumulation Pill, the Devouring Heaven Technique, and the Vitality Supplement Pill, Lao Wang's spiritual power level had improved by leaps and bounds recently. He had broken through the bottleneck that had been very slow previously, and his condition was just right.

Needless to say, other than the powerful effects brought about by the Spirit Accumulation Pill, Lavel also helped Wang Zhong a lot in guiding his spiritual power during the soul match.

Other than actual spiritual power guidance, this kind of guidance came more from various psychological hints and theoretical inspirations. Furthermore, Wang Zhong's acceptance of these theories and psychological hints was shocking. He was even able to derive more things from the foundation that Lavel wanted to express!

Even Lavel was somewhat dumbfounded by this kind of comprehension and natural endowments. Frankly speaking, she had never seen or even heard of such a low-leveled civilization.

Comprehension and natural endowments were built on one's civilization foundation and inheritance foundation. Only by standing on the shoulders of giants would one be able to see further. Without a foundation, no matter how freakish one was, one would not be able to truly defy the heavens. However, this Earthling from a level-4 civilization had done it. He had even refreshed Lavel's understanding and concept of the Foundational Stage. She had indeed heard of the low-leveled civilizations in the "Playground of the Gods". There were thousands of such civilizations, but she had never heard of anyone with such a degree of evolution.

In the eyes of that Earthling, the so-called limit was just something that he was worrying about.

It was not that low-leveled civilizations in the Land had never created a method to accumulate their Core. In fact, everyone was already used to it. However, they used various methods of reference and plagiarism. In reality, a Void Core that was pieced together could not enter the eyes of a high-leveled civilization. They still needed to gradually improve and improve over a long period of time before they could truly develop into a high-leveled civilization. Even the Shell race, who had outstanding natural endowments in accumulating their Core, had done this. Now that they had become a level-8 civilization, they were still continuously improving, perfecting, and researching the Shell race's method of accumulating their Core. There was no end to this. This was the inevitability of the development of a civilization.

However, the path that this fellow was taking seemed to be somewhat unusual. He was completely different from the founders of low-leveled civilizations who had pieced together their Core to accumulate their Core.

This was a path that no one had taken before.

Lavel had a feeling that Wang Zhong would never be able to break through to the Void Core Stage in his entire life. However, once he broke through, he would probably subvert the entire divine territory …

… …

Speaking of which, before he entered the Pill Refinery Hall, Lao Wang went to the pill house every day. However, he had entered the Pill Refinery Hall for more than half a month, but he had not refined a single pill.

On one hand, this was related to Lavel's tight schedule. On the other hand, Elder Yimo had not started any classes and had not imparted any new prescriptions. Wang Zhong and the others were outstanding, but it was obvious that Elder Yimo still had to take care of the other Heavenly Gates disciples. Thus, their progress would not be that fast.

Previously, the batch of 60 to 70% Glazed Crystal Life Extending Pills sold like hotcakes. Now, Lao Wang was full of money and was content with a little wealth. His main task every day was to cultivate, and he did not have time to do anything else. Other than the activities of the Law Enforcement Association.

Back then, he had only joined the Law Enforcement Association on a whim. However, after entering the Heavenly Gates for so long, the Law Enforcement Association had helped him in many areas. Lao Wang gradually developed feelings for this group of insects and the Machinery race. He would not reject any invitation from the Law Enforcement Association.

The law enforcement game was popular among the insect race for a while before it slowly cooled down. After all, only the Brain Insects liked to play this game. To the other low-leveled insect races, playing the law enforcement game was too tiring. Naturally, it could not become popular. However, the Machinery race was different. This group of iron faces had elevated the law enforcement game to a level that was deeply ingrained in the bones of the entire Machinery civilization. From the bosses who controlled the Alliance to the ordinary members of the law enforcement squad in various places, there was not a single person who did not know about the law enforcement game. There was not a single person who did not play the law enforcement game. This was called the law enforcement of the entire nation!

Every time there was a law enforcement activity, Lao Wang would definitely be dragged along by members of the Machinery race to play the law enforcement game. Although various elements had been added to the law enforcement game by the Machinery race, and Lao Wang was no longer the most proficient member, the Machinery race obviously respected him as the creator of the game. They were already used to letting him be a judge. However, this time, the Machinery race obviously surprised Lao Wang again.

"Wang Zhong, we've organized a law enforcement competition!" Rhode D was rather moved and said excitedly, "Since the establishment of the Machinery race countless years ago, this is the first time we've organized such a competition. The enthusiasm and participation of the entire Machinery civilization is very high. This game has added color to our lives. Now, the Elders have given me a mission."

Law enforcement competition? It even alarmed the Elders of the Machinery race?

Lao Wang was slightly shocked and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that the acceptance of the law enforcement game was very high among the Machinery race, but he did not expect it to be this high. It could even break the conventions of the Machinery race and make them organize a game competition. "What mission? It wouldn't be related to me, right? "

"Yes." Rhode D said sincerely, "Our Elders have invited you, the creator of the law enforcement game, to be a special guest and the head judge to participate in this competition! Please don't decline! "

"Ha, it's my honor." Lao Wang laughed out loud. With his relationship with the Machinery race, there was naturally no reason to decline this kind of thing. Furthermore, Lao Wang was very curious about the game competition that the Machinery civilization had organized. It was difficult to imagine how this group of inflexible fellows would play a game competition. "When will it be? Tomorrow? "

"No, no, no." Rhode D shook its head continuously. "The competition is still in the preliminary stage. According to preliminary statistics, there are a total of 16,500 participating teams in the entire Machinery civilization. We have divided the seven regions into eastern and western regions based on the longitude and latitude of the Land. We plan to use online auditions to select the 40 most outstanding teams to participate in the eastern and western region competition. Then, we will select the two strongest teams to enter the finals … There are too many online competitions, and they will take up a lot of time. I'm afraid that you won't have enough time. Thus, you only need to be the judge for the finals."

Lao Wang was somewhat dumbfounded when he heard this. In the beginning, when he heard Rhode D mention the law enforcement game competition, Lao Wang had thought that there would be a few hundred people in the inner circle, or at most a few thousand people, forming around a dozen teams. However, there were over 16,500 teams …

If one wanted to form a team in the improved version of the law enforcement game by the Machinery race, it would be at least a team of 10 people. This did not include substitutes, analysts, coaches, and so on. There were over 10,000 teams, which meant that there were over 100,000 Machinery race members participating …

Lao Wang suddenly felt that the team of "civil servants" in the divine territory was truly massive!

"Then, when will the finals be?"

"According to the competition system of the online competition, it will probably take more than a month. There might be some changes. Anyway, I will inform you in advance."

"Okay."

Lao Wang straightforwardly agreed. When he looked around the room, he saw a large group of Machinery race sitting upright with furrowed eyebrows. It was obvious that they were meditating online. They were probably carrying out various deductions and practices for the law enforcement game online in the Machinery race. Even Rowling J, who would usually greet Lao Wang when she saw him, was rather focused and diligent in her practice at that moment. The Law Enforcement Association had formed three teams. According to Rhode D, as the first batch to come into contact with the law enforcement game, these three teams were seeded teams with high hopes of winning the championship. Now, they had almost become stars that everyone paid attention to within the Machinery race.

After Rhode D finished speaking, he joined the Machinery race army that was sitting and practicing quietly. It was obvious that he was also a member of the participating team. According to the character of the Machinery race, no matter what they did, they would definitely pursue the extreme and the best, even when playing games.

The room was full of Machinery race members playing games. Lao Wang did not curse. He discussed a few questions about laws with a few insects beside him who were studying laws. Then, he saw that Wanwan Min had come over.

"Wang Zhong, I have something to tell you."

Wanwan Min had a mysterious expression. The expressions on the faces of the insects were not much richer than those of the Machinery race. If one was not familiar with them, one would definitely not be able to see the subtle expressions and movements on their faces. However, Lao Wang could. This was because he was familiar with them and was used to seeing them. Furthermore, because his soul was powerful, he could sense the emotional fluctuations of the Brain Insects.

"According to the information that the Law Enforcement Association has, the Ghost Cultivator who attacked you with the Ghost Lightning Killing Array and the pill refiner incident that happened afterward should have been the doing of the Ghost Cultivator."

Back then, there were many speculations about the pill refiner incident. On the surface, it seemed that Ghost Cultivator Battier was looking for trouble, and it was a sudden situation. It seemed simple and clear, but it was precisely because it was too simple and clear that people suspected whether there was a mastermind behind the scenes who was using this to cover things up. Furthermore, there were rumors that an elder from the Ghost race had interceded with Elder Yimo. There were also many rumors that the Ghost race had been wrongly accused. Thus, there were many different opinions. In the end, even Lao Wang felt that Battier might have been instructed by someone. After all, in Lao Wang's opinion, Kakadinme was the person who wanted to get rid of him the most.

As for the attack on the Ghost Lightning Killing Array, in the beginning, everyone suspected the Blood Demon race. However, they never thought that these two incidents, which did not seem to have much to do with the Ghost race, were actually caused by the Ghost race behind the scenes.

This matter could not be overlooked lightly. Putting aside the pill refiner incident, the crucial point was the attack on the Thunder Killing Array. Lao Wang did not want to encounter it again. "Can you punish them according to the rules?"

"There is no direct evidence." Wanwan Min shook its head. "In particular, the underground world hid the Thunder Killing Array too well, and we were unable to obtain any evidence from them. On the other hand, the seller who contacted the underground world seemed rather immature in this aspect and was like a novice. This gave us some room for speculation."

"Who is the mastermind?" When he heard Wanwan Min's tone, he had already guessed who the mastermind behind the scenes was.

"Gorst from the Combat Cultivation Hall," Wanwan Min said with certainty. "Even though there is no direct evidence, after combining various conditions, I am 80% sure of this deduction. No … 90%! Including the pill refiner incident, even though Gorst could not instruct Battier, they are cousins in the Ghost race, and their relationship is rather close. Battier is obviously standing up for his cousin by finding trouble with you. "

Wang Zhong nodded his head. Previously, he had suspected Kakadinme, but now, it looked like he was mistaken. Even though Kakadinme wanted him to die, with his arrogance and confidence, it was obvious that he planned to find an opportunity to kill Wang Zhong directly. Not only did he want to stand up for the Blood Demon race, but he also wanted to personally trample on Wang Zhong and regain his face in front of Celeste.

It was not very possible for him to find an assassin behind the scenes. Furthermore, he had formed a grudge with the Anoma Club and encountered an attack less than three hours after he left. A mere two to three hours was obviously not enough for Kakadinme to contact the underground world and discuss various assassination terms.

"That's right. I'll give you an additional piece of good news." Wanwan Min smiled and said, "After the previous assassination failed, the underground world will obviously greatly increase their evaluation of you. Putting aside the fact that Gorst will not be able to afford it, I'm afraid that in the future, if anyone wants to find the underground world to deal with you, they will have to weigh their own wallets first. You can rest assured in this aspect."

There was no doubt that according to the rules of the underground world, they would not care about the various accidents in the mission. If the assassination failed, they would definitely return the original amount of money and increase the value of the reward. To this kind of assassin organization, there was obviously nothing that could be avoided with the word 'accident'. Furthermore, they would rather attribute the failure to the enemy being too strong and increase the level of the assassination than admit that they had made a low-level mistake and destroyed their own reputation. In that case, if anyone wanted to hire the underground world to assassinate Lao Wang, they would have to weigh the price that they had to pay.

This was not just a question of whether it was expensive. Who was willing to pay the price of killing a Solid Core to kill a Foundational Stage? Obviously, no one would spend such a pointless amount of money. They would rather try other methods.

Lao Wang was pondering about Gorst's matter and did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He had been assassinated once, but in the end, it had become a good thing. All along, he and the Blood Demon race had been the main conflict, but he never thought that Gorst would be the one causing trouble. Truly, a dog that bared its teeth did not bite.

"Lao Wan, thank you."

Lao Wang smiled and thanked him. When he turned around, he already had another plan in mind.

Combat Cultivation Hall, Gorst?

A bright light flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes. Even Wanwan Min, who was eight feet away, immediately sensed a murderous aura rising from Wang Zhong's body. The insect race did not care about this at all. This was just a job. They were not as inflexible as the Machinery race.

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