Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

"But from the way you worship your mother, it seems you too have been charmed," he said.

"To charm someone adept at controlling desire and charm, who could access divine treasures yet needs to avoid suspicion...,"

"Perhaps only the Enchanting Demon Empress, Reina, right?"

Boluke looked at Zhou Baiyu in astonishment.

Zhou Baiyu said:

"Unfortunately, if your leader were not Reina, I might have had a chance to beguile you, but I am not confident... that I have more charm than a Demon Emperor-level enchantress."

Boluke's abnormally submissive worship of Reina convinced Zhou Baiyu that it was unlikely to extract any more information of value.

And once the demonic race lacks value, there is no need for them to remain in this world.

Having witnessed too much corruption and devastation wrought by the demonic kind on humanity, although some humans were not deserving of sympathy, as a "human," one invariably feels a sense of belonging.

"President, may I borrow your knife?" he asked.

"Sure."

Guang Tongchen tossed the precious blade to Zhou Baiyu.

The next second, Zhou Baiyu drew the blade swiftly, without hesitation. A flash of cold light was seen, followed by the resonant sound of the sword being sheathed.

What Boluke hadn't expected was the decisiveness of this human.

A seemingly invaluable "living captive" became a dead one under a straight strike of the blade the next second.

The ruler of the Land of Joy had just been slain by the blade.

As Boluke died, as per the rules, the divine artifact on him, the size of a palm, was now unbound.

After searching, Zhou Baiyu pulled a pendant from inside Boluke's robe at a significantly vigorous area.

Boluke was wearing a loose wizard's robe, hiding the pendant on normal days.

But having seen divine artifacts before, Zhou Baiyu could guess that Boluke must have worn the divine artifact on him.

Retrieving this crystal, he also had a bit of selfish motivation:

"President, thank you for your blade. This... I'll keep it, unless you also want a 'Divine Endowment.'"

Before having a chance to closely examine the properties of the crystal, Guang Tongchen asked Zhou Baiyu:

"Is this the divine artifact you mentioned?"

Wuxin also asked:

"What does 'Divine Endowment' mean?"

Zhou Baiyu said:

"Yes, this is a divine artifact. By the way, Wuxin, do you mind becoming friends with me in reality?"

Wuxin was taken aback by the sudden shift in topic.

Guang Tongchen and Xingmeng exchanged glances, probably understanding Zhou Baiyu's intention.

Wuxin quickly reacted:

"Of course, I have been waiting for those words."

Wuxin's reaction, the first time Zhou Baiyu could consider it a coincidence. But the second time, he could be sure there was some talent in Wuxin.

Just as some are naturally suited to be Mutators, others are naturally suited to be Gatherers.

A suitable fate, perhaps like Mutation, could serve as a resurrection, turning a desperate situation around.

After all, in the act of defying 'fate,' perhaps only cheat-activated different walkers could compare to Fate Walkers.

"Great, let's exchange contact information at the transit station, and we'll wait for you in Lynxiang City," he said.

"As for the Divine Endowment, I'll explain it later. Right now, we have something else to do—before this Sky Island sinks into the sea, we must evacuate everyone here."

"I can't control their future, but at the very least, I must give them a chance to survive the apocalypse."

Guang Tongchen nodded:

"The north area is the exit; I've figured that out these days."

Xingmeng was surprised:

"And here I thought you've been immersed in friendships with those 'comrades' these days."

"Aren't you also having a great time playing with the kids?" Guang Tongchen retorted.

The two of them exchanged smiles.

Clearly, both were well aware of the situation. Xingmeng had always been investigating the north area.

Guang Tongchen had been observing the external structure. Their division of tasks was clear.

Wuxin didn't dare speak because he was a priest by day and a loyal customer of the glasshouse by night.

In a sense, compared to the two seemingly engrossed in happiness... he was truly immersed in pleasures of desire.

Of course, he had also been attempting to gather fates.

Xingmeng looked at Wuxin's expression and laughed:

"Don't be nervous, if I wasn't uninterested in those merchandise-like girls, I probably would... be very addicted to the affairs of men and women."

"We, as pioneers, risk our lives for humanity time and again; can't we enjoy it as well?"

This statement, only a step away from suggesting 'let the music play and dance continue.'

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...

In the time that followed, Zhou Baiyu did not concern himself with the divine artifact but just kept it safe.

Under the leadership of Guang Tongchen, several pioneers quickly informed everyone about the situation in the Land of Joy.

Some couldn't accept that their beautiful lives were ending just like that.

Others were grateful to these pioneers for rescuing them from misery.

They cursed, cried, and were bewildered.

But none of this mattered to Zhou Baiyu anymore; he coldly dropped a line:

"If you want to go, we've already cleared the way; if you don't, then I wish you luck evolving the ability to breathe underwater."

Zhou Baiyu was extremely indifferent.

This surprised Guang Tongchen, who had some understanding of Zhou Baiyu's past.

Having worked in suicide crisis intervention, Zhou Baiyu seemed unlikely to be so detached.

But Guang Tongchen was reassured by this change.

Saving mankind shouldn't be focused so finely on individuals. Rescuing others needs compassion, but excessive compassion, unable to make tough choices, makes one unsuitable to be a true savior.