Chapter 1064
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Before the World Scar event began, Fuya sent a message to Josiah.
It was a very simple message, and that was, "Sleepy."
The moment Josiah received the message, he immediately entered the Realm of Consciousness. Josiah did not see Fuya in the Realm of Consciousness. Instead, he saw the proliferative Fuya sitting at a round table.
"We meet again. Why don't you sit down and talk before you wait for your 'sister'?"
She pointed at the seat on the other side of the round table. Josiah did not stand on ceremony. He walked straight to the seat she pointed at and sat down.
"Would you like something to drink?"
As she spoke, a teapot suddenly appeared in her left hand. The spout of the teapot emitted a white mist.
At this moment, Josiah was sure that she had a similar ability to the Sublimator.
"Are you sure that this thing isn't formed from the bodily fluids of an Outworld Being?"
Josiah pointed at the teapot. If this proliferative Fuya was formed from Grey Fog, then Josiah was very suspicious about the source of the liquid in the teapot.
"This is a drink from reality. You can rest assured," she said.
"Then I'll need a glass of plain water. No sugar, thank you." Josiah stated his request straightforwardly.
She was stunned for a moment, but still poured a glass of plain water for Josiah.
"You're different from all the people I've known before." She looked at Josiah as he took the glass of plain water. "Whether it's humans or elves … I can't find anyone who's similar to you."
"Let's get to the point. What will it take for you to let the Outworld Being leave?"
Josiah held the glass that she handed over. He did not drink the liquid inside. His eyes were fixed on the proliferative Fuya in front of him.
The proliferative Fuya was willing to serve tea to Josiah. It meant that … she wanted to talk to Josiah.
"It won't leave," the proliferative Fuya said slowly. "Unless its hunger is satisfied."
"You mean there's nothing to talk about?" Josiah said.
"No, you don't understand … It's not that the Outworld Being can't be satisfied forever. I've spent hundreds of years to reach an agreement with it. As long as a majority of the humans on this continent are its food, it will be willing to leave this world."
The proliferative Fuya spoke to Josiah as a savior. However … Josiah listened without any emotion. He even wanted to snap his fingers.
"Are you Thane Lord?" Josh raised his hand, and a cup of Sin Cola appeared in his hand. "Or is it Silver Slippery or something? The one that serves planet devourers?"
As soon as Josh's voice trailed off, he opened the lid of the Sin Coke and conveniently placed a straw into the opening.
"I'm telling the truth. I know you think the same as me, right?"
She could feel the ridicule in Josiah's voice, but she appeared very calm.
"The same what?" Josiah bit the straw and looked at her.
"Human, when I first saw you … I could feel that you don't care about this world." The proliferative Fuya stared into Josiah's eyes.
"Well … If you asked me this two years ago, I would have agreed to your invitation. Unfortunately, now …" A smile appeared on Josiah's face. "I'm going to be a father."
"If you return to Yanorod, it won't affect you at all."
The proliferative Fuya seemed to think that Josiah chose to go against the Outworld Being for the sake of his unborn daughter.
"Fu … Forget it. I don't care what your name is for now. You might be mistaken about one thing … I'll be sitting here as your enemy. Protecting the world is only one of my reasons."
At this moment, Josh had already finished the Sin Cola in his hand.
"One of my reasons?"
The moment she heard Josiah's words, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her chest.
"What … did you do this time?"
She clutched her chest and stood up shakily from her seat. The space behind her gradually cracked open, and a huge eye slowly opened in the crack.
"I just issued a bounty. I admit that the Outworld Being has a huge appetite, but so does the appetite of the human race."
The ground trembled slightly. The proliferative Fuya widened her eyes and looked behind Josiah.
Not far behind Josiah, a huge spatial crack also cracked open, and a large group of strangely dressed characters ran out from it.
"I wonder if the Outworld Being in your family eats the greed of humans? If you eat it now … I'll give you a 20% discount. "
While Josiah was speaking, the proliferative Fuya was already retreating … The adventurers that came out of the spatial crack were running in her direction.
She couldn't estimate how many people there were in this group. In her memory, there were only about one or two thousand heroes who participated in the war against the Outworld Being a few hundred years ago.
But now … there were tens of thousands of adventurers in her line of sight.
She wasn't sure if these people had the strength of the heroes from hundreds of years ago, but she knew that the Grey Fog's Origin Hatred, which was an extension of the Outworld Being, was killed by this group of existences.
"Do you really want to start a war?" She asked Josiah again.
"You shouldn't ask me. I'm not their commander." Josiah stood up from his seat. "And I can ask you this question. Are you sure you want the Outworld Being to stay in this world?"
She chose to remain silent and didn't answer Josiah … Instead, she walked straight into the spatial crack behind her.
The spatial crack was slowly mended … Her figure disappeared in front of Josiah.
The round table and chair shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. The originally empty ground was instantly covered by a large number of rocks, forming a landscape that looked like the Western Wasteland.
Dazzling sunlight appeared in the sky, and a large number of monsters formed by Grey Fog gradually appeared on the rocky mountain.
Josiah was now inside the World Tree, which was corroded by the Grey Fog, and not in the Realm of Consciousness.
The Aberrations formed by the Grey Fog roared and rushed in Josiah's direction.
"So this is the answer." Josiah sighed softly. The adventurers from the World Scar behind him directly passed through Josiah's body and pierced the bodies of the Aberrations with their swords.
When Josiah blinked again, the surrounding scenery returned to silence in the Realm of Consciousness, and Fuya was standing in front of him.
"Sick … for how long?" Fuya suddenly asked.
"Sick, Fuya … It's not a disease for creatures to feel sleepy after a day or two of continuous activity. It's a normal physiological phenomenon. It's abnormal for you to not sleep for half a month."
Josiah walked to Fuya and half-knelt down. She was probably complaining that she often felt sleepy recently, and could not even stay up for fifteen days.
"But it won't be long before you can have a good dream." Josiah wanted to rub Fuya's forehead, but she protected her head with her hands first, so Josiah had to withdraw his claws. "This war … won't last long."
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