Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Watch out!”
The moment the highest god knew that the white fatty was somewhat related to Lin Sanjiu, he charged straight at him like an arrow let loose. No doubt his reaction was fast, but with the flesh worm flopping behind him, he was unable to reach his top speed. Still, Soulsqn could not utter a word. The air was filled with the sounds of her massive body floundering across the sea. Hot on their heels, Lin Sanjiu shouted at her loudest, “Take him along and run!”
Polva’s face turned even paler than his usual pasty complexion when he saw the naked young man coming straight at him. His heart was in his throat, and his entire body suddenly became weak with fear. Be that as it may, he still did what Lin Sanjiu had asked him to. With a quick motion, he scooped Puppeteer out of the water and then took to his heels.
The shell of the [Matryoshka Doll] was hollow inside, so it would not sink even with Puppeteer on top of it, not to mention that he was as thin as a rake. Rowing the rough-and-ready boat with all his might, the white fatty successfully put a large distance between him and the highest god. Right now, the highest god chased after Polva while Lin Sanjiu was hot on his own tail. As all three of them were moving at a constant speed, they reached a stalemate, and none of them could draw level with each other.
But Lin Sanjiu knew that this impasse would soon be shattered in another few seconds.
Her blood boiled and her veins ached when she saw the highest god gaining fast on Polva. She yelled, “Do something! He is right behind you!”
“I… I…” Polva dared not stop brandishing his arms, and his entire body shook vigorously like a small hill in an earthquake. “I don’t know what to do!”
While he stammered his words, the highest god already reached behind him.
“Dodge!” Lin Saniiu shouted as her adrenaline-laced blood hit her head like a fireball and her sight went dark.
At that moment while her eyesight was gone, all she could hear was the white fatty’s scream. It was a long scream that rang of terror, panic, and near hysteria. However, as the darkness ebbed away and her eyes were able to see again, she was so dumbstruck by the scene in front of her that she was reaped of her speaking ability.
She was very confident that before her eyesight was gone, the highest god almost touched Polva’s back. But right now, he stood about a couple of meters in front of the white fatty. From the look of his face, he was equally dumbfounded, as he did not expect Polva to escape from his clutches. Perhaps he had gone too fast that he overshot his intended target? Lin Sanjiu did not know, and she did not intend to find it out. Once again, after the highest god had snapped out of his momentary state of shock, he went straight for the white fatty.
It was at this moment that Lin Sanjiu finally heard the word that slipped from the white fatty’s lips, “S—Successor!”
‘What?’
Just as the question arose in Lin Sanjiu’s heart, the highest god’s figure suddenly became fuzzy, looking like a blurry image on a TV with bad reception. Then, by the time the still-naked young deity’s figure became clear again, he had appeared in the location where the white fatty previously stood, while the white fatty, his corpse boat, and Puppeteer had been teleported to the sea surface approximately three meters away. The white fatty’s face was ashen white, and his chest rose and fell with labored breaths.
With the help of the waning sunlight above, Lin Sanjiu saw that there was a bright red scarf dangling around his neck.
“What, what is that? What is happening?” asked Lin Sanjiu, as she could not believe her own eyes, for the dimming sky might be fooling her eyes.
[Look At The Successor of Socialism]
You can possibly tell from the name that this Special Item came from the same series as [Heed To The Call Of Socialism]. It is rumored that, in a certain country, items associated with Red ideology can be found in abundance, especially before the year 1978 and the year 1991.
This item can summon your target to your location, and when I say location, I’m talking about actual geographical coordination, not something fictional. Even if the item holder is sitting on a toilet, as long as he can see his target, he can summon his target to sit on the toilet in his stead whereas the item holder will be flung to a random location. The distance between the item holder and his target will remain the same. On a side note, other than the scope limitation, if by summoning your target to your location you will be putting him in any form of danger, regardless of the distance, the “summoning process” will not be established.
After all, the doomsday is more merciful than politics, don’t you think?
Even after listening to the explanation, there was still a cloud of confusion on the highest god’s face. It was obvious that he could not understand the greatness of socialism.
“I… I never used this Special ltem before, so I had forgotten about it…” said Polva as he threw himself onto the belly of the corpse. His body shuddered like a fluttering leaf as he continued, “This is my first time using it. I’m freaking out!”
“Watch out! He is going after you again!”
“Successor!”
Lin Sanjiu and Polva’s voice rang out at the same time. The highest god got hit by the effect of the Special Item again and became a successor. There was nothing he could do but look ahead as his “predecessor” emerged several meters away. Polva laid prone on his own body, his back bedewed with cold perspiration and his limbs shaking with lingering horror.
“Mi—Mister,” he tried to reason with the highest god, anxiety dripping from his faltering voice, “C—can y—y—ou please c—a—alm d—down? We—we can al—always talk it over.”
The young deity’s face became black. It was as if he could not believe that he had failed his attempt for the third time. On the other side, Lin Sanjiu heaved out a long sigh of relief. If it weren’t for Polva’s timely arrival, Lin Sanjiu could not imagine what would have happened to them. Not only had he rescued Puppeteer, but he also successfully sidetracked the highest god into chasing after him, giving Lin Sanjiu a brief room to take a breather. By now, the one minute was up, and the effect of the “Rock, Paper, Scissors” vanished.
Polva looked as if he was crying after he once again shifted locations with the highest god. He wiped away the tears and sweat that crawled wildly on his face and continued, “As civilized people, we should…”
“Have you ever seen a civilized person who roams around naked?” Lin Sanjiu could not help but interrupt. “Don’t worry, as long as you keep an eye on him, he won’t be able to get to you. Take care of Puppeteer, and don’t fall into the water.”
Lin Sanjiu was right. So long as the highest god did not have the ability to teleport or the power to force Polva to move towards him by himself, there was no way he could close the distance between them.
“He is Puppeteer?” The white fatty’s eyes widened in shock. The moment he turned his head, the highest god seized upon the momentarily endowed chance and pounced on him.
“S—Successor!”
However, he was still a tad bit too late. The corpse that he used as his boat was crushed in half by the highest god. The white fatty almost fell into the water when he appeared. Leaving no other option left, the white fatty unzipped his body from the midriff and took off another layer of shell.
“What an interesting ability,” commented the highest god as he stomped the corpse below his feet into pieces.
“Thank you, thank you.”
Anxious, Lin Sanjiu sighed. The deadlock continued. She forwent the idea of asking the fatty to help her activate the [Pygmalion Choker] after a short bout of rumination. To evade the highest god, he had to keep shouting the word “successor,” and Lin Sanjiu was sure that the highest god would take advantage of this to prevent the white fatty from uttering a complete sentence. It that happened, not only would she place Polva in danger, but it would also expose her plan to the highest god.
‘What should I do?’
It was getting late. The billowing white fog and the dark clouds that obscured the sky began to make their placid journey towards the far end of the horizon as night slowly rolled in.
Lin Sanjiu found that neither of the sides could go all out in this battle. The highest god could not kill Puppeteer and Lin Sanjiu because he needed the memories in their brains. Concurrently, Lin Sanjiu could do nothing to the highest god as well because she still needed him to bring them back to the Data Stream Library.
Pushing down the consternation, she took a deep breath. With outstretched arms, she dug both her hands into the sea and activated [No Coincidence, No Story].
As if he sensed her action, the highest god wheeled his head around and studied Lin Sanjiu. At this moment, twilight descended down the horizon with blinding speed as if it could not wait any longer to pass the stage to the ethereal darkness of the night.
The highest god suddenly smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Their surroundings became darker and darker with every passing second. Soulsqn laid not far away from his palm. Although she twitched and struggled, she still could not free herself from the unseen power.
Nothing happened. Even though she had activated [No Coincidence, No Story] for a few seconds, everything remained the same.
“What an ugly creature,” said the highest god as he pulled Soulsqn up. The second he placed his palm on the flesh worm, she suddenly ceased all her movements, hanging motionlessly from the highest god’s hand. It looked as if he was holding a red towel. “I don’t like her, but it seems that analyzing her is the quickest way for me to get rid of all of you.”
Lin Sanjiu’s heart gave a slight start as her face took on a ghastly expression. She summoned the [Tornado Whip] into her palm. Then, using the [Tornado Whip], she conjured up a destructive gust of wind and hurled it towards the highest god. She did not know how long it would take for the highest god to analyze a specimen, but she just hoped that she was not too late.
“It’s done.”
The highest god’s voice came as the gale swept across him. The strong wind played a wild game with his face, wrenching his flawless facial features out of shape. His package flopped madly in the wind. However, when the wind abated, he still emerged unscathed.
Lin Sanjiu stared with dumb fascination at the highest god. Her mind was blank. She did not expect the highest god to finish analyzing Soulsqn this fast. It seemed unreasonable to her.
“That was fast,” the highest god sounded surprised as well, “I did not expect this. Anyway, let me see what is in your little brain.”
As the night gradually crawled upon the sky, the highest god looked at the three posthumans in front of him before closing his eyes.
“Hmm… Propagation?”
