Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

He then beat around the bush, expressing his strong desire to gain divine powers and to earn the gods' recognition.

He wanted to know how he could become an existence like Qian Ji.

But Qian Ji became increasingly cautious.

"Mr. Zhou, your question is a bit beyond the scope. I'm just a businessman; I'm not responsible for answering other queries. I think we should get started, shouldn't we? Have you prepared the materials?"

Zhou Baiyu did not respond directly, confirming that Qian Ji wouldn't disclose anything. He then got straight to the point:

"Do you know about the Pantheon?"

"Who are you! What is your purpose in approaching me? Are you a Purifier?"

At that moment, Qian Ji's reaction was somewhat violent.

Zhou Baiyu said:

"I just want to know about the Pantheon."

Although Constantin had mentioned the Pantheon before, in fact, Constantin and Nina only vaguely knew that it was an evil organization, but did not know its specific structure.

Whether it was the earliest "God of Phallus and Reproduction" Dick or the current "God of Trade and Choice" Qian Ji, both were related to the Pantheon.

"It seems you still refuse to speak."

Zhou Baiyu saw Qian Ji eyeing him warily.

Qian Ji's hand slowly moved towards his waist, seemingly preparing for some counterattack.

This was the awkward reality of the contaminated humans. They seemed to have an advantage in spreading the contamination.

But compared to those contaminated beings from the Advanced World, their own strength was very weak, indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Zhou Baiyu noticed Qian Ji's movements, and he didn't even need to use Reverse Corruption.

The moment Qian Ji appeared to be reaching for a gun, Zhou Baiyu rushed over and smashed his fist into Qian Ji's face.

His hard knuckles impacted Qian Ji's fragile nasal bones.

The intense pain caused Qian Ji to forget what he was about to do, a lapse that decided the lack of suspense in the fight.

Next, Zhou Baiyu knocked the off-balance Qian Ji to the ground, straddled his waist, and wildly pummeled him.

He and Zhou Shou might really be blood brothers; blood splattered on Zhou Baiyu's face, making him look somewhat ferocious.

"I'm giving you a choice, either be beaten to death by me or tell me about the Pantheon."

Qian Ji said nothing, his weak gaze filled with a touch of mockery.

Zhou Baiyu nodded:

"Alright, I see your choice. Beating someone up really does feel good!"

Perhaps because of the stitched memories, there was some contamination influencing Zhou Baiyu.

For some reason, the process of smashing someone's face into a pulp, sending blood spraying, thrilled Zhou Baiyu immensely, even more so than the act of reproduction.

He wildly swung his fists, aiming at Qian Ji's eye sockets, every blow intending to end Qian Ji's life.

But whether Qian Ji truly had tough bones or simply couldn't divulge information about the Pantheon, he stubbornly remained silent as he was beaten to death.

By the time Qian Ji was indeed lifeless, Zhou Baiyu suddenly snapped back from that frenzied state.

"Shit… I actually beat him to death with my own hands.

His chest heaved violently, the intense emotions overwhelming Zhou Baiyu's mind.

Luckily, he quickly composed himself.

"Images of stitching and tearing apart small animals keep coming to mind… It seems like its memories are indeed influencing me."

This influence was not purely good or bad; in a sense, the "bloodthirst" during combat made him feel more oppressive.

"I must control this impulse."

"It's just, I wonder... will the stitching be influenced by my memories?"

Zhou Baiyu gradually calmed down.

He closed the door of the photo studio and immediately contacted his teammates.

Upon receiving the call, Constantin said:

"Well done, Zhou. Nina and I will come to help you handle the aftermath. For now, try to dig out the Divine Imprint from that contaminated body and completely purify it."

"Don't worry, Zhou. Killing a corrupted being in the Advanced World is indeed different from killing a contaminated being in the real world, but it's something you'll eventually have to face."

Constantin's comfort was straightforward and blunt.

Actually, Zhou Baiyu had already quickly adjusted, considering… he had killed Ryan before.

However, this time, Zhou Baiyu distinctly felt that the memories of the stitching occasionally incited him to become irritable and bloodthirsty.

He was just waiting for Constantin and his team to come for the cleanup.

Zhou Baiyu quickly found the imprint on Qian Ji's body.

It was a scale, symbolizing fair trade.

"God of Trade and Choice, next time I see A, I must ask him properly."

Zhou Baiyu then excavated the Divine Imprint, destroyed it, and then looked at the wall of photos, peeling off each photo one by one.

Those who had possessed others would eventually have their souls expelled and returned to their original bodies.

These bodies had all been stored by Qian Ji in a manor.

At that moment, the manor was like a haunted base, constantly seeing people awaken from exquisite coffins.

And those whose bodies had been possessed, whether they were children, best friends, or tycoons...

all regained their original souls.

Of course, the relationships between those who had possessed and those possessed… would never return to how things were before it all happened.

There might emerge some disputes among ordinary people in the city, with the wealthy seeking revenge on the poor, and women blaming their best friends...

But all these were minor incidents.

Zhou Baiyu couldn't care less about these matters.