I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1083 - 999: Vomiting and Prayers

The Gemini directors might be deliberately retaliating against me...

Unaware of the situation after being thrown into the star realm, after being swept away by that strange "wave," Leon tumbled all the way back to the present world. Dazed, he staggered a few steps and then leaned over the low hedge in the green belt, loudly vomiting.

The Goose-necked Lake God's intervention whipped up waves of turbulence at the spatial level. It took less than half an hour to sweep them and the director all the way back to the present world, even landing precisely on the streets of Lily City in the West Carleighwen Kingdom.

The problem was that although the "wave" was astoundingly fast, the "ride" felt like a hell of a rollercoaster, as if being tumbled in a washing machine for a whole year. Even with a True God level constitution, it was unbearable, and one hopes never to experience it again.

Half-laying on the white-painted low hedge, in the green belt at the center of Lily City's main street, after vomiting out a dazzling and indescribable rainbow, Leon, feeling weak at the knees, tore off two leaves to wipe his mouth, then stood up and looked behind him.

"Director?"

Seeing the red-haired director standing on the side of the street with legs slightly apart, hands firmly covering her mouth, with a face pale as a ghost, Leon, who had somewhat gained his composure, suppressed the urge to vomit and asked with a puzzled expression:

"Don't you want to puke?"

Shake head.

Cannot puke! Absolutely cannot puke! If I puke now, that previous lick would be for nothing!

"..."

"..."

Alright, I think I guessed why...

Seeing the obviously struggling yet refusing to vomit red-haired director, Leon, who knew her very well, couldn't help but click his tongue in silence, then advised:

"Director, you might as well just throw up! Holding it in is just—whoa!"

Accompanied by Leon's subconscious exclamation, a slick of sticky blood suddenly seeped from his chest. The Snake-man Secret Skill, which had been impossible to lift, mysteriously loosened, and the enormous Crimson Heart abruptly fell out from Leon's chest, followed by the violent expulsion of a man drenched in blood.

?!!!

I'm out? I got puked out?!!!

Wiping the sticky blood streaming down his face, the director of the Snake-man, now able to view the world again with his own eyes, couldn't help but be overjoyed. He stood up shakily, and then...

"I... whoaaarggh!"

Once free of Leon's body, the Snake-man director, having endured the hellish spinning, was overwhelmed by a spinning sensation. A torrent of filth sprayed out fountain-like from his nose and mouth, and even the red-haired director beside him, finally broke down, turning her head to vomit uncontrollably.

Witnessing the Snake-man director's revolting vomiting, Leon, who hadn't fully cleared his own stomach, felt nauseated. He couldn't make it to the green belt this time, so he just stood at the roadside, joining in with the two, vomiting once more.

"Ugh... puke... puke it all out!"

After a dizzying bout of violent vomiting, the Snake-man director, whose hair had turned snow-white, was the first to straighten up, exclaiming with delight:

"I didn't expect the Crimson Heart to be puked out too... aha! So that's how you lift the secret technique... ugh... it's that simple!"

What do you mean simple? It's not easy at all!

Leon, who had regained his composure after vomiting earlier, shot him a glare.

Compared to being thrown into a super-strong washing machine, spun at three thousand six hundred revolutions per minute for half an hour, I'd rather opt for open-heart surgery to rip out that damn Crimson Heart directly!

"Ugh... ugh... hurry… uggh!"

After glancing at the startled passersby on the street hurrying away, the most strained yet most intensely vomiting red-haired director, despite being busy, reached out to grab Leon's arm.

"Block us... don't let ordinary people see, and... ugh... where are those True Gods?"

"They're puking too."

Lowering his head to look at his cufflink, Leon saw in the mirror a bunch of True Gods lying on the ground, spewing "fountains" upward. His mouth twitched, and he commented somewhat awkwardly:

"After leaving the Source God Platform, I stuffed them all into the mirror world, but it seems they still get disoriented inside... let's change the topic!"

Quickly moving his gaze away, Leon almost vomited again and tried to calm his rolling stomach. Covering his mouth, he asked:

"What about you two? Are we heading back to headquarters first to report, or should we go resurrect the citizens of East Carleighwen Kingdom?"

"I... ugh... I'll report back to headquarters and explain the situation to Lord Taurus, let him deal with the divine kingdom on the ground... but we can take it slow."

Straightening up, face pale, the red-haired director covered her mouth and softly hummed:

"Before, we arranged things in a hurry, fearing that the Slaughter King would realize something was amiss and destroy the Snake-man's name. But now that he has reclaimed his name, there's no need to rush, we can take our time.

Although the ruins of East Carleighwen Kingdom remain, and the citizens, revived as godly spirits, won't suffer hunger or illness, it's best to first secure supplies to ensure they won't have issues after resurrection.

Leon, I think besides relying on resources from the Western Carleighwen Kingdom, we should also seek assistance from the bureau. I want to go back and see if we can borrow Battalion 055 to first repair the East Carleighwen Kingdom's old site."

"Let's do that then!"

Thinking over the red-haired director's words, Leon nodded and said:

"I need to urgently return home, then Director you take those True God captives back to headquarters to borrow Battalion 055 from Lord Taurus, and let the Snake-man handle building the divine kingdom at the East Carleighwen Kingdom site, preparing for resurrecting its citizens... sound good?"

"Of course there's a problem!"

Upon hearing this, the Snake-man director couldn't help but speak:

"Do you just trust me like that? Not going to have someone monitor me? What if I act out like in the old days…"

"No worries, you won't cause any waves."

Picking up the Crimson Heart that was twitching and vomiting on the ground, Leon tossed it into the mirror world, then patted the Snake-man director's back with a hand colored in the hue of roots.

"I can now wield the power of the Aquarius Astropalace. If I pay the price, it would only take ten minutes to project myself from the kingdom over here, and with the Crimson Heart in my grasp, dealing with you is extremely easy."

"..."

"Haha, just kidding, you won't act up, so why would I need to deal with you?"

After giving the Snake-man director a friendly smile, eager to return home and check on William's condition, to see if he really is the so-called "No. 3," Leon directly said:

"If there's no issue, I'll get going first. We'll meet after... uh..."

As he said this, Leon's ear twitched slightly, and he paused his farewell, inquisitively asking:

"By the way, did any of you just hear something strange?"

Something strange?

The red-haired director and the Snake-man director both paused before shaking their heads.

"No."

"Leon, what exactly did you mean by strange sound?"

"I'm not exactly sure how to describe it..."

After pondering for a brief moment, Leon tentatively said:

"It's like many people in a distant place are muttering to you in all sorts of strange languages. It feels just like... just like having believers praying to you!"