Chapter 47 My Ancestor Was the Famous General Zhao Yun

In the gloomy ancient castle, a dead silence hung for a moment.

"You indeed handled things poorly."

The figure in the blue robe, known as Karl, spoke indifferently. The figure in the black robe felt his heart skip a beat and hurriedly lowered his head even further.

"However, this cannot be entirely blamed on you either. Rise, Suo."

Yet, a second later, Karl sat leisurely behind the long desk and gently shook his head.

"I have already reviewed the data."

"The growth rate of the Galaxy Power is astonishing, and the fact that he appeared near Thor's location happened to be beyond your prediction."

He possessed delicate facial features, but his gaze was as deep as stagnant water, and his voice was cold and aloof.

In truth, not only was Suo unable to foresee the Galaxy Power's growth rate, but Karl himself had failed to predict it as well.

After all, according to Suo's intelligence, the Galaxy Power had only awakened a few days ago, yet he was already capable of utilizing the Anti-Void ability to a certain extent, wielding the Void Engine greatsword, and flying at extreme speeds.

He had already formed a genuine combat capability.

Coupled with the agility and clarity of thought the opponent displayed during the battle—choosing to subdue Thor rather than kill him, and then decisively selling him off to Leiyang—

If anyone could have foreseen all of these cascading events, they would have seen a ghost.

"After discovering that Thor had been captured, this subordinate intended to make amends and sought an opportunity to ambush the Galaxy Power to reclaim Thor..."

Suo wore an ugly and deeply aggrieved expression. "Unexpectedly, the Galaxy Power left no openings from start to finish, and kept Thor suppressed with Void weaponry, leaving me with no way to intervene, let alone connect to Thor's genetic program."

Karl gave him a faint glance. "It is fortunate that you were not reckless; otherwise, I am afraid I would have had to expend a few more materials..."

Why did even he think the Galaxy Power's performance was sufficiently astonishing?

Leaving combat power aside, purely from a tactical standpoint, the Galaxy Power did not show a shred of the carelessness typical of a novice from beginning to end, remaining on guard against potential ambushes the entire time.

Added to that was the Sun of God standing by the side.

If Suo had truly launched a sneak attack on the Galaxy Power from behind, although Suo could execute it silently, he would have simply been delivering raw materials to the opponent.

"Afterwards, assuming the Galaxy Power might keep Thor, I intended to use a wormhole to steal Thor back."

The more Suo spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, his complexion turning exceptionally grim. "But who would have thought he would turn around and sell Thor to Leiyang... I had no choice but to buy him back from Leiyang's hands."

Though he had never appeared before the Galaxy Power and the others from start to finish, only he knew that he had thoroughly observed everything.

With his ability to completely conceal his own dark information, none of the many gods present could detect him.

Every single minute and second, he was searching for an opportunity, but the opponent simply refused to give him one...

Capturing a peak feral-body and selling him off took all of five minutes. Was this something a normal person would do?

Is this something a native of Earth who had only awakened a few days ago could pull off?

Otherwise, even if Thor had been controlled by the Super Seminary, he would have had countless opportunities at any moment to steal Thor back using a wormhole.

"Two sets of third-generation divine body materials, Pan Zhen of Leiyang certainly made a handsome profit... However, none of this matters." Karl spoke indifferently, his voice devoid of ripples.

For someone like him who held the Clock Tower, someone who had no need to waste resources for tens of thousands of years, these meager materials were trivial.

As long as Thor could be delivered to the right person in the future, he wouldn't need to waste time on this, and that was enough.

"The issue now is that the growth rate of the Galaxy Power is too rapid, especially since he has already preliminarily acquired the mindset of a god."

At this point, Karl narrowed his eyes slightly. "And the mindset of a god will greatly increase the variables surrounding him and Earth..."

Hearing this, Suo fell silent.

He was also a god, and naturally, he knew what this implied.

For a god, calculating a warrior—even if the opponent was the Blade That Breaks Fear, even if the opponent was invincible—had a limited amount of computational demand.

However, to calculate a god required not only evaluating the opponent's combat strength, but also calculating the mutual promotion between the opponent and their civilization, and especially calculating the variables of the opponent's interactions with other civilizations.

This meant it was fundamentally impossible to completely control their evolution.

"At the current marching pace of the Taotuo Legion, to say nothing of who will win or lose between them and Earth's Super Seminary," Karl looked calmly at Suo, "I am afraid that before they even catch sight of the Chiyou Star System, the Galaxy Power might lead people to wipe them out at the Great Worm Bridge..."

As the earliest god in the known universe to study the Void,

Although he did not fully understand the Anti-Void engine developed by his teacher, he grasped the basic concepts and general potential effects.

Especially regarding the Void engine—the Void engine greatsword in the Galaxy Power's hands—he could clearly forecast its might.

Judging by the Galaxy Power's current intellectual altitude and growth rate, if left unchecked, in a few months, it would hardly be certain who was invading whom.

"Go and assist them. As long as the angels do not catch me in the act, speed up the Taotuo Legion... and suppress the Galaxy Power as much as possible."

Karl's voice was cold, his gaze as deep as an abyss.

This sudden turn of events, though seemingly minor,

In pursuit of his paramount objective, he knew very well that many things apparently needed to be brought forward.

"Yes, my lord."

...

"Goodness, this academy actually has scenery like this!"

Inside the Super Seminary, within that same pavilion,

It was now four or five in the afternoon.

Ge Xiaolun, who had previously been resting his head on a beauty's lap, was no longer lounging, and Leona, who had aggressively hijacked Ge Xiaolun's girlfriend's lap pillow, was no longer stubbornly clinging to it.

Ge Xiaolun sat on a bench, pulling out his tablet to continue reading documents, while Leona and Qi Lin crowded around him from left to right, watching with lively interest.

As for Suo Xiaoli, after reading for a mere minute, she fell fast asleep in Ge Xiaolun's arms.

Du Qiangwei seemed to have finally completed her task of welcoming the new students. As she walked toward the group, she was accompanied by a short, energetic young man with short hair, dressed in a red jacket and jeans.

The young man glanced at Du Qiangwei beside him, then looked at the pavilion full of peerless beauties, his eyes brimming with amazement.

When that weirdo in black clothes and sunglasses tried to act cool earlier and claimed he wanted him to save the world, he had cursed the guy out thoroughly.

Who could have expected... indeed, this world genuinely needed him to save it!

"Hi! Hello, beauties! Hello, handsome! My name is Zhao Xin!"

The young man enthusiastically stepped forward to greet everyone, flicking his hair and striking what he believed to be a dashing pose. "Zhao as in Zhao Yun, Xin as in trustworthiness. My ancestors were none other than the legendary general Zhao Yun, the genuine article, no fakes!

Might I ask your esteemed names?"

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but smile, and even Ge Xiaolun looked at the fellow with keen interest, nodding with a smile as he observed Zhao Xin's self-assured and flamboyant demeanor.

As expected of the bravest brother Xin in the entire universe.

"Ge Xiaolun," he nodded, then pointed to his embrace. "Suo Xiaoli."

"Di Leona."

"My name is Qi Lin."

The group introduced themselves without constraint; the enthusiasm of youth is always easily infectious and conducive to communication.

Du Qiangwei crossed her arms, the corners of her mouth curving upward as she walked into the pavilion and sat down, speaking casually, "I've notified everyone to gather in the classroom at eight tonight; don't you guys forget."

Zhao Xin didn't stand on ceremony either, walking straight over to sit in a corner of the pavilion, filling the small space.

"Where do you handsome guys and beauties come from? What superpowers do you have, and do the ladies have boyfriends?" he asked cheerfully, looking around with a practiced air of instant familiarity.

To his surprise, the moment those words left his mouth, Leona and the others all turned simultaneously to look at Ge Xiaolun.

Though their gazes varied, each carried a profound and meaningful undertone.

Ge Xiaolun couldn't help but be amused. Watching Zhao Xin, who was acting like a strutting rooster in heat, he introduced them with a smile:

"To prevent you from reading the signals wrong and causing unnecessary misunderstandings, Zhao Xin, let me introduce them to you."

He pointed at Suo Xiaoli. "This one is my girlfriend."

He pointed at Du Qiangwei. "This one basically is too."

He pointed at Qi Lin. "As for this one, whoever dares pursue her better not blame me for playing dirty."

He pointed at Leona. "And this one has nothing to do with me for now, but there's no way in hell you'll ever catch her."

The smile on Zhao Xin's face gradually froze.