Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 550 - 14: The True Successor of Constantine_2

"My loyal servant, regardless of what Number Seven has said to you, you need not pay it any heed,"

In the future, you will be the master of not only the Bronze Judgment Knights but also the Silver Judgment Knights.

All the fortresses of the human world will kneel at your feet, submissive to your military might.

You needn't worry; although your ring is but a defective product, as your master, I will give you absolute support. As long as you remain loyal to me, how could I possibly strip you of your power?"

Li Wanye's consciousness, jolted by shock, began to clear slightly.

He suddenly realized that maybe this man... was one of the Orderlies mentioned by Tang Xian in detail.

But as Li Wanye thought this, Siren seemed to have glimpsed these thoughts and excitedly looked at Li Wanye:

"Interesting. So he has already mentioned us to you."

Li Wanye wanted to stop thinking, not knowing why, and if this man truly was a Son of Order, then he should have been his reinforcement against the demon child that day.

Yet deep in Li Wanye's consciousness, he still felt a hint of fear toward Siren.

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This fear was not inferior to that toward Tang Xian; Siren's appearance even confirmed some of Tang Xian's statements.

He desperately tried to resist, to become more lucid. No matter how much he concentrated, he could not prevent the collapse and dispersal of his consciousness.

For a full ten minutes, Li Wanye felt as if the dimension of time had changed, as if he was enduring an interminable and severe wait.

It was all over, this feeling of being thoroughly seen through was even worse than when Tang Xian watched him.

As if there were no more secrets left to hide.

Siren chuckled:

"You needn't worry, it is perfectly normal for mortals to be beguiled by demons. You are my most capable servant, though this is our first encounter, you have ultimately strengthened my army. For this merit, you may live on.

But in the future, do not ever waver in your faith again."

Li Wanye looked somewhat dazed, the number one overlord of the human world, in the presence of a high and lofty Orderly, was like a doll with a collapsed consciousness and a stiff expression.

He was very satisfied with this probing. About to leave, he stopped in his tracks and said softly:

"The information you provided this time was good, the traitor among us, it turns out, is indeed that woman. As a reward, I will not intervene in whatever you want to do to the other fortress lords."

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The mining area, March Marsh lakeside cottage.

The joys of life are not always leisurely, for the leisure found amidst busyness is always the most delightful.

After leaving Fortress Thirty-Nine, Tang Xian directly went to the mining area.

Of these days, perhaps the most relaxed one for him was the day he took a walk with Li Xiaoyu.

Today he was fishing, something he hadn't done in a long time. It seemed he had returned to being the lazy, carefree Tang Xian of the past.

After gaining the ability "Taste the Marrow" from the gluttonous Taotie, his skills in the Human World were considered top-notch.

With the feedback from his sense of smell and precise shooting, especially with guidance from top assassins like Akasi, infiltrating the Li family was not difficult for Tang Xian.

Who would have thought that Li Xiaonian's sixth-floor access card would bring in an assassin?

He did not visit Li Xiaonian; there was something odd about that whole family.

The sister was a sickly charmer, the brother was obsessed with his sister, the father was ambitious, and it was the brother who was the most normal among them.

Tang Xian actually had an unperformed line concerning the Li family.

He didn't mind killing Li Wanye.

If one day in the future, Li Wanye becomes an obstacle on the path to freeing humanity from the chains of the Orderlies,

Today's recruitment was mainly because of Li Xiaoyu.

This was a troublesome matter. Killing Li Wanye and directly implementing the backup plan, that is, promoting Song Que as the primary plan, would make the process more convoluted and grand, but the effect would be better.

But considering Li Xiaoyu would probably be very upset, Tang Xian still chose to preserve the Li family.

The outcome was unpredictable, but at least he would be worthy of Li Xiaoyu.

Then he thought, an excellent bait can attract more than one fish.

So he made some slight changes.

The fishing rod trembled lightly, a breeze blew by, and the autumn sun fell on Tang Xian's face, everything was pleasant and beautiful.

He gently reeled in his line, and a plump, wriggling green-scaled fish was hooked.

Tang Xian said with a smile:

"This really is a big catch."

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Baichuan City.

Song Que opened his eyes once again and looked at the ceiling of his bedroom, his expression one of confusion and shock.

Everything before his eyes seemed to slow down, accompanied by a sense of extreme disarray. Even though everything in his vision followed its normal course,

Scenes from several seconds in the future manifested in his sea of consciousness.

Song Que was somewhat unaccustomed to this for a moment.

Afterward, he instinctively spoke:

"Please come in."

"Hmm, I just woke up."

A few seconds after Song Que's words fell, there came a knock on the door.

It was Qiao Shanshan.

Hearing the movement next door, she thought it was Lingyi caring for Song Que and wanted to help, so she asked:

"May I come in?"

Then she discovered the door was open, and as she saw Song Que thoughtfully staring at the ceiling, Qiao Shanshan exclaimed with joy:

"Ah! You're awake?"

Song Que was slightly startled.

He suddenly realized that he had responded to a question that would only arise several seconds later.

The world seemed to have a delay.

"Hmm, I just woke up."

He repeated the words he had already said.

Then he instinctively wanted to say:

"No need to trouble yourself, I'm not hungry right now."

But this time, he adapted and refrained from uttering these words.

"Are you hungry? Should I get you something to eat?"

"No need to trouble yourself, I'm not hungry right now."

Song Que began to get used to it.

And he soon thought of the reason.

This was the serum of the most powerful Son of Order, these powerful genes that made him somewhat lose control, causing him to unconsciously use the Balance Eye.

Without the usual burden, he easily saw the future a few seconds ahead.

Not only that, Song Que even felt his computational abilities and memory had improved.

The dust in the air, the flowing currents—they became several times clearer than before, these minute changes that were hard to detect.

Even before his talent had disappeared, even at the peak moment in the mining area, Song Que had never had such a wondrous sensation.

He took a deep breath.

Then he closed the Balance Eye.

This ability, which in the past could only be activated during battle, was now as natural and easy as breathing.

With the deactivation of the Balance Eye, the future visions in his mind finally ceased.

The "lag" between consciousness and reality disappeared.

"Do you feel any discomfort?"

As a doctor, Qiao Shanshan was naturally concerned about Song Que; the injection of the serum could easily trigger mutations.

Tang Suoye was one such example.

Song Que shook his head slightly, smiling as he said:

"No discomfort... It's been twice that you've taken care of me after I overworked myself, I'm really grateful."

Qiao Shanshan's face turned red, and with a clear cough, she said:

"I'm a doctor, it's my duty."

"Miss Qiao, please go about your business, I'm already fine here."

"Ah, I'm not busy! Whether there's a problem or not, it's not up to you to decide, it's up to me as the doctor."

Song Que was taken aback, then nodded his head.

Qiao Shanshan directly grabbed Song Que's left hand and began to take his pulse.

As an honest person, Song Que naturally didn't think that Doctor Qiao was taking advantage of her professional position to take liberties. He obediently and docilely let Qiao Shanshan hold his hand.

Though taking liberties, Qiao Shanshan still sincerely did her job.

She was somewhat surprised—Song Que's pulse was too healthy.

Of course, this was a good thing, but just that morning, she had examined him and he didn't have such vigorous vitality.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No problem, how are you feeling now?"

Song Que looked at his right hand, pensive.

He suddenly understood what kind of monster that Constantine had been in those days.

He had originally thought that the transplanted talent could never compare to his own innate one, but only now did he realize what a valuable gift he had accepted.

He quietly said:

"Right now... I feel very powerful."