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Chapter 2966

Words:2381Update:23/06/12 16:58:30

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"Three days and three nights?"

Li Yao's legs had already turned to jelly.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Weren't you fine a moment ago?"

Xiaoming asked.

"I-I'm fine. I can hold it!"

Taking a deep breath, Li Yao stabilized his soul that was on the verge of collapse. "Right. What about other people? Did they react?"

"This virtual space is still being rebuilt and may collapse again at any moment. So, it is not suitable for the souls of ordinary human beings to enter. However, many people have left messages for you through me."

Xiaoming opened his palm, and more than ten glamorous balls popped up again.

Li Yao extended his finger and touched the balls softly.

The image of Li Jialing popped up from the first ball.

However, compared to the Li Jialing in Li Yao's memories, the little emperor was even more daunting in the middle of smoke.

"Brother Yao!"

Only in front of Li Yao could Li Jialing completely drop the dignity of an emperor and resume his identity as a little brother. He said in delight, "Although I did not give up hope at the most difficult moment and believed that you would certainly arrive from the sky, I did not expect that you would show up in such a way and create another unprecedented miracle. I really don't know how to describe it anymore.

"When we first met, it was only a few years ago, but I truly felt that it was a lifetime ago. At that time, I could never have imagined that the future of myself and the Imperium would have such shocking and unbelievable changes.

"However, even though the whole universe is changing, some things never change. I still remember how you charged at the overwhelming army of puppets in the Great Iron Plants below the ground of the capital planet. At that time, you said that your greatest dream was to be a butterfly that could raise a storm.

"I've remembered that. So, rest assured, Brother Yao. Your destiny as a butterfly has been accomplished. Next, I will certainly become a storm that revolutionizes the Imperium and sweeps across the universe. With my courage, wisdom, and will, I will bring a brighter future to the civilization of mankind!"

Li Jialing's body was frozen the moment he waved his fists brutally.

"What do you mean by 'my destiny has been accomplished'? You make it sound like I'm about to retire!"

Li Yao mumbled to himself, but his lips curled into a faint smile as he clicked on the second message.

Boss Bai's ugly face immediately popped up in front of him.

"Li Yao, you are truly something!

"I thought that, after we annihilated the last main-force fleet of the four Kurfürst families in the Jade Cauldron Sector, ambushed the enemy's headquarters in the Yellow Dragon Sector, and jumped back to the capital with tremendous captives, we would certainly be the greatest contributors in the battle after three victories.

"I didn't expect that I would be 'intercepted' by a lucky guy like you. Hahahahaha.........

................ Even I, I, the Pirate King.................................... Even.............................. is........

"But that's not bad.

"Only the real experts like you are qualified to travel in the multiverse and the higher dimensions with me, aren't they?

"So, why are you still sleeping? Hurry up and get up. Let's go to the depths of the universe and have fun together. The journey we've taken is long, but it's only one billionth of the one we're about to break. Get up, get up, get up!"

Boss Bai extended his fist from the picture, as if he were going to stab Li Yao's nose and wake him up.

Li Yao chuckled and rubbed his nose, before he clicked on the third message.

It was from Jin Xinyue.

"Master, are you still sleeping?"

Jin Xinyue smiled like a flower. "Although I knew that you would make astounding feats every time you went on an adventure, and I've arranged the propaganda machine of the Federation to exaggerate your legend, your accomplishments this time are too unbelievable. Not just the ancestor of the Imperium of True Human Beings, even the super artificial intelligence of the primeval era hundreds of thousands of years ago was' slain 'by you. I really don't know how I should publicize your great feats to all the people. It will seem fake no matter how I advertise them. Master, why don't you wake up and teach me what to say in person?"

Jin Xinyue blinked and disappeared.

Then, it was Long Yangjun's turn.

"Huh. Do I have to leave a message, too? I don't think it's necessary. Monster Li and I don't know each other very well. We're just regular friends. There's nothing to talk about, right?"

Long Yangjun yawned in the picture. Then, she suddenly thought of something and approached the camera with a mysterious smile. "Right, Li Yao, your wife suddenly came to me the other day and observed me carefully from head to toe for a long time. She seemed to be very concerned about my appearance, which creeped me out. But in the end, she still frowned and left in disappointment. Do you know what that meant?

"All in all, my intuition tells me that a storm is brewing. Good luck!"

Li Yao swallowed hard.

The dozen or so messages that followed were all from Peng Hai, Fire Ant, Wu Mayan, Yan Liren, Han Te, Coloured Glaze, and so on. They were all from his family, disciples, and friends.

Although his soul had been separated from his body and he was unconscious, everybody was unexpectedly optimistic about his recovery.

Perhaps it was because of his past experiences that everybody believed that he could create a greater miracle this time, too.

In the end, the only thing left was a small ball where crimson flames were vaguely flowing out.

"This — this is Ding Ling Dong's, isn't it?"

Li Yao asked, somewhat unconfidently.

Xiaoming nodded.

"What did she say?"

Li Yao asked again.

"I don't know. These are all messages that she left for Dad. The seals are still intact. I haven't read them yet."

Xiaoming replied dutifully.

Li Yao made up his mind and pierced the ball.

In the sound and visual effects of a dancing red dragon, Ding Ling Dong surfaced from the surging ocean of fire with the most brilliant smile.

"Honey, you've slept for too long. It's time for you to get up!"

Ding Lingdang said with a smile, "Although many people say that you are in a very dangerous, if not unique, situation that is not recorded in any classics of training, your soul has been separated from your fleshly body for too long, and it is impossible for you to return to your original shell. Even the hope that your soul can be awakened is very slim.

"But I'm not worried about such a 'minor problem' at all, because this is you, Ding Ling Dong's husband. How can you be defeated by such a minor problem?

"Therefore, don't waste my time. I'm going to be very, very busy in the coming month. I have to deal with the covenant of the Federation, the Imperium, and the Holy League, the rest of the expedition army of the Federation, the connection between the frontline and the rear, the attack on the territories of the four families, and so on.

"Take advantage of the one month to wake up on your own. Otherwise, I'll really crawl into this … 'virtual space' and wake you up in person!"

Ding Ling Dong's message came to an end.

Until the very last moment, her smile was perfect and could be described as "peaceful and peaceful."

Li Yao's face, however, was more and more awful.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoming found it odd. "Aren't those all good words?"

"You don't understand. You don't understand at all. If she says' Li Yao, get up now ', everything will be peaceful, and nothing will happen at all."

Li Yao mumbled with his eyes closed, "But she is suddenly so gentle and gentle, and the end of her every sentence is either 'yo' or 'oh'. This — this — sigh. All in all, you are too young to understand. You don't understand the difficulties of the married men like us!

"Forget it. Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about my soul. I feel that my soul hasn't been completely repaired yet. Or rather, there are still a lot of sealed areas that are waiting for me to unearth. Are they the data pieces of Fuxi? Also, what's the meaning of the data streams that are connected to me from … the virtual worlds? I feel that warm currents are flowing to me along with the data streams. After every 'tide', my soul will be strengthened. How comfortable it is! "

"Yes. This is a brand-new treatment or training method that we have analyzed from the data pieces of Fuxi. It can be trained with the computational ability and changes of the virtual worlds," Xiaoming said.

Xiaoming said, "Speaking of which, there are four special friends. Although they didn't message you directly, they wanted to express their gratitude to you through me. They are Chu Zhixiao, Yun Haixin, Yuan Kou, and Guan Qixing."

"Chu Zhixiao … The Yaksha Squad!"

Li Yao's eyes immediately bulged. "They are still alive?"

Speaking of which, the four members of the Yaksha Squad were the key for Li Yao to sneak into the mainframe of Fuxi.

At first, they were invaded by Lu Qingchen as a springboard to corrupt Fuxi.

Then, they were used by Fuxi to reconstruct Lu Qingchen's soul.

Li Yao had thought that their souls had already perished after the repeated torments. He did not know that their vitality was so tenacious.

It must have been A Boxing Champion's magic power that triggered the incompatibility deep inside Lu Qingchen's soul to the maximum extent, which made Lu Qingchen vomit out tremendous data of Fuxi as well as the soul pieces of the four members of the Yaksha Squad.

However, after all the sufferings, could they still maintain the integrity of their souls and return to their original bodies?

"To some extent, they are still alive, but their situation is similar to Dad's. Their souls have been tortured too much, and they have been away from their bodies for too long. It is barely possible for them to return to their original bodies," Xiaoming explained.

Xiaoming explained, "Their souls are much weaker than Dad's. They can't go back after leaving their bodies for only a few days. To quote the ancient Cultivators, they are 'wandering ghosts' who can only live in the virtual space made of thousands of super crystal processors.

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