CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 58: XU CHANGSHENG AND INSECT THIRTEEN MEET!

Liu Jun clicked on the network to read the posts.

"Ahhh, this year I want to apply for a new major!"

"Angels, they’re so cool!"

"This Rehe Heavy Industry is too good at hyping! The price of Little Angel’s Intelligent Brain will probably double again!"

"In the future, will each of us have a cute little angel as a pet at home?"

"In the future, the streets will be full of beautiful angels, and we can even marry them home! Haha!"

"The world is changing, becoming something I don’t recognize!"

...

The online forums in Rehe City were bustling with noise.

[Great Dream of Longevity]: "Everyone, why do you think they are cooperating? Let me analyze it; the reason is simple. They can’t catch the other party, so they can only compromise and make money together."

"Capitalists will sell the rope to hang themselves!"

"After all, millennial families and century-old dynasties, what these gatekeepers should worry about is today’s royal family. The worst result is that angels overthrow the dynasty, and they will still be the nobility of the new dynasty in the future."

"Even now, these nobles have secretly invested in the Angel King."

Liu Jun took a sip of his drink, eating the metal can along with it, and sighed inwardly: That’s why he’s the protagonist, so lively!

...

On the other side.

The Rehe Ming Pearl Tower in Rehe City.

Hot Carp smiled, "The cooperation has been tentatively reached, at least we’ve gained the upper hand, cutting off the possibility of the other party cooperating with other companies."

The Angel King is considered the benevolent side of ancient beings.

Therefore, they had the opportunity to cooperate.

Rehe Heavy Industry, although not a good force, naturally hopes that its partners are upright and good people.

Re Ji frowned and said, "We can now produce Little Angel Intelligent Brain on an assembly line, but he is not a Saint’s Brain and cannot be mass-produced."

The other party is not a Saint’s Brain, and cloning his brain cannot turn into an intelligent brain model.

Do they have to let the Angel King mutate and advance one by one?

This efficiency is too low.

It will also continuously deplete the Angel King’s power.

"Ultimately, besides the Angel King, there must be a similar angel saint to serve as the prototype to support the foundation of this school of thought."

"Indeed, and a faction’s books need to be numerous to have deep foundations."

"The Butterfly Race, only having ’Amber Swallowtail Butterfly’ as the prologue and ’Angel King’ as the first volume, what else is there?"

"These books are half-finished."

Like these saintly families, a school of thought can have numerous Chapters and books with complementary cultivation techniques.

Having only one book, ’Angel King,’ seems a bit lacking.

This kind of faction lacks sufficient richness.

"However, this is also the reason we chose to help him, isn’t it?" Hot Carp smiled slightly, "Precisely because his foundation is not deep, he does not pose a threat, so we chose to test the waters."

"And, during our third siege of this ancient being, we discovered that he has some sort of terrifying concealment ability, haven’t you noticed?"

They exchanged glances.

Recalling the life memories of Insect Thirteen.

That mysterious and eternal divine spirit suddenly crashed into their minds.

Only that one has the ability to assist [Longevity] and [Concealment].

This ancient Angel King, could it be...

"Has such an existence really lived for three eras?" Re Ji spoke, his voice a bit hoarse.

Before humans was the dinosaur era, and that divine spirit was born in an earlier era.

Is this really possible?

They looked at the fairy tale allegories ’Amber Swallowtail Butterfly’ and ’Angel King’ beside them.

"Longevity... God!?"

The epic shone into the present world, stirring their emotions violently.

...

Insect Thirteen kept browsing through information on the internet.

Now, after undergoing refinement and recuperation, as the complete Wisdom God, no one on the internet could trace his origin.

The public mind cannot be tracked, which is one of Wisdom God’s greatest traits.

Moreover, he has the concealment ability bestowed by the Prophet, making him foolproof.

"They can’t catch me now. I’ll establish a faction first, improve the grassroots, and enhance their upward paths."

"Having arrived in this unfamiliar future, there should be some pursuits, considered helping them a bit."

Suddenly, he saw a private message from [Great Dream of Longevity].

This guy’s previous analysis was quite interesting.

The private message was very sensationalist: [I have what you want to know; she, the mastermind behind the scenes, is still alive after your death.]

But most bizarrely:

He attached some strange gibberish weaving technique.

The average person couldn’t see anything, but he saw something off at a glance: "Is this part of the weaving knot diagram of the Four-winged Angels?"

"How is it possible? Even I am still researching it myself!"

He decisively chose to reach out to the other party.

...

Rental house.

Crash.

Xu Changsheng’s Amber Swallowtail Butterfly Intelligent Brain was hacked, and an apparition slowly projected into the room.

"You looking for me?"

This was a tall and handsome angel with snow-white wings on his back.

"Yes."

Xu Changsheng, after re-confirming it was the other party, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This was a high-stakes gamble.

There was a slight risk of being discovered, but he won.

"You should have erased traces of the private message I sent you, right?" Xu Changsheng said.

"Of course."

The Angel King was not foolish; once the other party produced this information, he knew he had to cover for him.

"That’s good then."

Xu Changsheng displayed a slight smile, "Let me introduce myself, I am a... Longevity Seeker, my first life was in the Jurassic!"

"I was the first born Innate Saint after your death."

"My Power of Longevity was granted by that one."

Insect Thirteen was dumbfounded and speechless.

Xu Changsheng began to narrate the course of the entire memory, starting from the history after this Angel King’s death.

Insect Seventy-seven, as a Truth Angel, did not die, but unleashed the Wisdom Disaster.

Then there were various twists and hardships, solving the Wisdom Disaster, making the earth’s creatures sound, achieving bilateral brains.

Afterward came the Xiangtuo Era.

After Xu Changsheng fully recounted everything, Insect Thirteen looked somewhat dazed, emotionally asking, "After that, she is still alive? Is she still alive?"

For a moment, he didn’t know how to face it.

The other party was the mastermind behind the entire event, causing him to regret for the rest of his life, which made Insect Thirteen’s feelings for her very complex.

After Insect Thirteen finished listening, he sighed for a long while, then said, "Then I won’t hide from you; the Prophet is still around."

Xu Changsheng was instantly struck as if by lightning.

Millions of years later, as time moved on, the old friends of the past had all left.

Yet the Prophet truly stood eternally atop the waves of each era, overlooking one hero after another as they faded, existing eternally?

He truly is the one who has achieved immortality!

Xu Changsheng’s emotions were complex, filled with emotion.

Then, Xu Changsheng suddenly said, "Recently, every night, I have been dreaming of distant pasts, reminiscing about the past... Do you want to take a look? She’s still alive."

Insect Thirteen’s heart trembled, slowly nodding, "Indeed, there is a lack of a lot of book information."

At dusk, Xu Changsheng gradually fell into a deep sleep, while Insect Thirteen’s consciousness parasitism slowly infiltrated the other’s dreams.

This night, he once again returned to the distant past.

That once invincible Angel Emperor couldn’t help but sob.

On that Cangwu Tree, he saw familiar angels, the Prophet, the Phoenix Emperor, and the most familiar figure, his wife, the Truth Angel.