He Became A Monstrous Genius After Obtaining A Time Dilation Artifact-Chapter 603. Number 1

The Slime Crew Pirate Syndicate was surrounded on all sides.

"Boss, what do we do?" one crew member said nervously.

The leader cursed inwardly.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

After all the hard work. Just when they had completed their final raid. Just when they were about to enter retirement. This had to happen!

How the hell had they been found?

Wait...

The coordinates...

"Don’t tell me..."

Did someone mess with the coordinates?

She knew it was not the machine race fellow.

He was part of the syndicate. Why would he do something that would make them get caught when he was part of them?

She was puzzled.

How had these Civil Defense Council fuckers found them?

No... that did not matter now.

How were they to escape this situation?

They were surrounded by rank 5 intermediate stage universe level elite operatives of the Civil Defense Council, in 200 spaceships.

She herself was a rank 5 intermediate stage universe level powerhouse, along with several crew members.

However, they were outnumbered.

She made a choice. One she grimaced at making.

One that made her gnash her teeth and clench her fists.

"We surrender." Her shout resounded across.

Her members sighed in defeat.

Their retirement, down the drain. They had climbed the ladder of the food chain through ruthless methods. Their goal to retire from being pirates and live relaxing lives was just around the corner. But it had suddenly been snatched from them.

What would happen to them now?

Death? Prison?

Sigh...

All the ships surrounding them heard the voice.

A male figure stepped out of one of the Eldorath Empire Civil Defense Council spaceships.

"Arrest them all."

Several figures came out of the spaceships after the figure spoke, heading toward the ships of the SlimeCrew Pirate Syndicate.

At this moment, all the syndicate members, including the leader, were arrested and taken into a particular ship.

"You fuckers won’t be causing trouble in the empire anymore. What awaits you is worse than death," the leader of the elite unit of the Civil Defense Council hissed, disgusted as he watched the pirates taken into custody enter the spaceships.

The slaves were freed. Some cried, others were relieved. Others hugged one another.

They were no longer slaves. They were free.

They thanked the Civil Defense Council elite members for coming to their rescue.

"You should not thank us..."

The leader of the elite team said. The newly freed men were puzzled.

He sighed, and made a gesture that they should not take what he said seriously.

Inwardly, he thought: "Thank the mysterious senior."

After this, he entered the spaceship. The rest of the elite members and the freed men entered the other ships. The spaceships bolted off at this point.

Kailen observed everything naturally.

He nodded. His mission was complete now.

It was time for him to return to the inner sect.

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Eldorath Empire

Seasoned Prime Sect

Inner Sect

The inner sect was normal as usual. Sect members at each other’s throats. Others on missions. Some minding their own business and cultivating. Elders performing their respective tasks.

Suddenly, the inner sect ranking list glitched.

A name shot from number 25 to number 1.

Oasis Anderson.

What the hell was up with this guy?

Did he not just return from some sort of mission today?

What sort of mission had this guy taken on?

He had spent another week again on a mission.

Many had been monitoring the inner sect rankings after he returned from his mission.

After all the things this mysterious fellow had been pulling recently, who could blame them for monitoring the rankings to see how the mission he took on would influence it?

Well, now they had their answer.

Did this guy take on one of those impossible missions again and complete the mission in just a single week?

What sort of impossible mission? Many went through the list of impossible missions.

They didn’t know which one he had taken.

Until a piece of news started circulating on social media channels.

The SlimeCrew Pirate Syndicate, a notorious syndicate that had plagued the empire for a while, had been dealt with.

According to the news, the chief of the Civil Defense Council said that a mysterious person had given them the coordinates of the Syndicate.

This was how they managed to locate the Syndicate, capture them, and rescue the slaves.

The outside world didn’t know who this mysterious person was. Some assumed it was some passing senior who decided to lend the Civil Defense Council of the empire some help on a whim.

Others said it was some senior who probably had some vendetta with them in the past, but didn’t want to directly sully his hands dealing with small fry.

There were many speculations.

But the Seasoned Prime Sect connected the dots.

The sect was full of universe level powerhouses who had cultivated for a long time. They were all experienced. No one was stupid, after all.

Oasis Anderson was this mysterious person who influenced events to bring about the end of the Syndicate. One of the impossible missions was about the Syndicate.

The timing of Oasis leaving the sect for a mission. The timing of his return. He, climbing the inner sect ranking to number 1. The mission flagged as completed at the moment.

It was no happenstance.

Everything aligned perfectly.

Oasis Anderson had completed the mission.

One labeled impossible... again. It seemed to him, the statement impossible was just a statement, nothing more than that. This guy...was something else.

Many sighed. Many were looking forward to the performance of the other core disciples in the secret realm.

However, they were looking forward more to the events of the secret realm with this addition of a dark horse in the person of Oasis Anderson, too.

The Seasoned Prime Sect will dazzle the other two great sects.

Oasis Anderson looked weak compared to other inner sect members, and even the core disciples he was about to join. But no one was stupid enough to look down on him.

He was shrouded in a veil of mystery.

Also, at this point, several core disciples, inner sect disciples, outer sect disciples, and sect elders were wondering:

What law did this Oasis Anderson possess? He was already terrifying. But he had never used his law in the sect. No one knew if he ever used his law on missions. But everyone was curious about it.

Perhaps only the secret realm would force him to reveal it.

Many were anticipating the secret realm.