socalfunplaces Chapter 320 The Federal Grand Stage: Don't Come If You Don't Have Work to Do
Chapter 320 The Federal Grand Stage: Don't Come If You Don't Have Work to Do
Chapter 320 The Federal Grand Stage: Don't Come If You Don't Have Work to Do
"The past is the future, and the future is the past... What kind of nonsense is this?"
Miao Guang sensed that the visitor meant no harm and subconsciously made a sarcastic remark.
"Are you going to say something like 'what has happened will happen again'?"
"I never said that... but in some worlds, that's certainly true."
Modi thought about it and realized that this explanation could indeed be applied to certain special worlds where the timeline is closed and looped.
This phenomenon is not common in the vast void, but it does occur at some point. A popular explanation is that a high-level pathway interferes with the timeline, providing fertile ground for this phenomenon to exist.
"There really is..."
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Before Miao Guang could finish speaking, Xu Hui covered his mouth and pulled him to the back, leaving the conversation to the others.
"Your Excellency, how could you..." Huo Wen carefully chose his words before asking cautiously, "...directly descend into this world?"
We have just entered this realm and have not yet had the chance to summon you, nor your power...
"You didn't summon me? No, you already summoned me."
With a subtle smile on his face, Mo Di seemed to have finally found someone to confide in, and he spoke freely about everything.
"As I just said, there is no difference between the past and the future for me. You summoned me in the future, so I can naturally take this opportunity to descend into the past."
"As for your second question, the answer is similar."
Huo Wen is not just a muscle-bound brute. On the contrary, having entered the martial arts world through the martial arts of the Fengyun system, he is a master in terms of qi changes and meteorological theories, and can be called a combat scientist.
Therefore, he naturally understood what Modi was saying.
"To reverse cause and effect, to transcend time, this is indeed a six-star level existence," he murmured.
Ignoring Huo Wen, who was frowning in thought, Mo Di looked at the Master of Subtlety and greeted him with a smile.
"Master of Subtlety, it's been a long time. Your masterful demeanor remains unchanged."
"Just call me by my name. I am not worthy of the title of Grandmaster." The Master of Subtlety cupped his hands in greeting. "Li Yu, you may address me as such."
"Yu, Mizutani, that does suit your name," Modi said with a smile.
The essence of water and valley is subtle, and Li Yu's name is closely related to his path.
Since parting ways with Qiancang Realm, Li Yu seems to have gained a lot in the Main God Space, and his martial arts have improved. Given time, he may well reach the level of a Grandmaster.
Xu Hui walked over and asked directly and purposefully, "Your early landing this time must not have been without reason. Is there something in this world that attracts you?"
More than anything else, he was concerned with the purpose of this being's arrival.
He didn't believe the other party would arrive prematurely for no reason.
"If I had to pinpoint a purpose, it would be this special world."
Modi paused, his smile unchanged, yet it conveyed something strange.
He glanced at everyone in the room and said, "You may not know this, but this world has been targeted for a long time. Besides the Reincarnation Squad, there is also the Forgotten Realm, as well as many extraterrestrial beings who use the alias Hell King."
The reason he called them the "Reincarnation Squad" instead of the "Main God Space" was because he was unsure if they could represent that behemoth.
Logically speaking, a being like a supreme god should look down on this mere world.
"I'm very curious, what kind of evil has this world committed to be targeted by so many forces at the same time?"
He sat on the throne that had appeared out of nowhere, his elbows resting on the armrests, crossed and stacked, looking quite nonchalant.
Although he said he was curious, he didn't show any of the behavior that curiosity should have been expressed.
On the contrary, the members of the Samsara Squad all showed surprised expressions after learning this news.
They had heard of the realm of oblivion.
"The Forgotten Realm, isn't that a notorious large cluster of worlds? Why would they take a fancy to such a small world?" Xu Hui asked, puzzled.
Modi said, "It's probably a coincidence. The real target of the Forgotten Realm is an entire world cluster, and this world just happens to be within its target range."
"Then, what about the other extraterrestrial beings who use the alias 'King of Hell'?"
"Well, this brings us to the world's characteristic of attracting external things, but you'll understand that sooner or later, so it's not really relevant to the current situation and I won't go into details."
Modi laughed and changed the subject.
He was unwilling to talk about it, and no one could force him to. The five members of the Reincarnation Squad had no choice but to focus on more important matters.
"This time it's a team battle world, and there are three other squads entering this world with us."
As the team's strategist, Xu Hui naturally analyzed the situation and also explained the situation to Mo Di, who had just entered the game.
"Since our four teams arrived at the same time, I deduce that our strengths are basically at the same level."
At this point, he glanced at Modi and added, "Of course, this only considers the situation of our team members. If we include you, then we'll probably have to discuss it separately."
He didn't believe that the other three teams at the same level would have any means to deal with a six-star individual.
If those three squads have colluded with other forces, then that's a different story.
And that's exactly what he felt was most likely to happen.
Admittedly, they had a perfect start to the game, and shortly after arriving, they found the strongest backer and gained the greatest momentum.
But the Supreme God is very likely not to let them go unchecked; in other words, he is very likely to intervene in the world.
Perhaps by issuing missions, they could incentivize the other three teams to unite, or more directly, they could allow the other three teams to form their own faction and then join forces against them.
Alternatively, increasing the difficulty of the world and elevating local forces to hinder them are all methods used by the main gods to increase the difficulty of the missions, in order to prevent them from crushing them without any cost.
"To be honest, I don't understand what benefit it would bring to the Main God Space to hinder us," Miao Guang complained.
"Or is it that the Supreme God is just a comedian who enjoys watching evenly matched battles where all the tricks are used?"
"If you slander the Supreme God like this, be careful he might secretly change the strength of your enemies or overcharge you for healing," Fu Yuxi said expressionlessly. "The captain knows this all too well."
"Uh, haha, what are you talking about? I've always been completely obedient to the Supreme God, how could I possibly have such thoughts?"
Modi, who was listening to their conversation, also became curious.
According to them, the tasks issued by the main god can be roughly divided into five categories: survival, hunting, gathering, fighting, and completing a specific goal.
Apart from collection-type tasks, the God Space does not require reincarnators to hand in items, and these types of tasks account for a very small proportion, suggesting that the God does not rely on the resources of the task world.
Why would such a massive force tirelessly send people into various worlds to carry out missions with unclear motives?
Could God gain anything from such an action? Or is it that He wasn't aiming to gain anything?
Thinking of this, Modi glanced at the reincarnators, his gaze as if he were appraising some high-value item.
Could it be that those who reincarnate are what the main god truly values?
He still didn't quite understand the God's thinking, nor did he know what it was about the numerous reincarnators that made them stand out.
In his eyes, this group of reincarnators had nothing remarkable about them, whether in the past or the future. Apart from a very few possibilities, he could see through everything else at a glance.
Seemingly feeling a little uneasy under his gaze, Huo Wen shifted his body uncomfortably.
"We can basically assume that the other three squads are our enemies."
Xu Hui made this assumption, glanced at Mo Di, and said, "To add, due to the previous unusual celestial phenomena, we may soon be noticed by other teams and local forces."
"We should set off, or perhaps we should make contact with the local forces beforehand to see if we can get them to work for us."
After Modi indicated that he had no objection, the other four people unsurprisingly chose the latter.
Huo Wen: Me, avoid his sharp edge? Are you kidding me!
Xu Hui: With a big shot leading the team, our Umbrella Squad is invincible!
Fu Yuxi: It is our duty to rebuild the glory of the protective umbrella.
Miao Guang: Not being the first to be eliminated is considered a success.
"Have you found out where this place is?" Li Yu didn't make any grand pronouncements, but instead asked this more practical question.
"Of course, while I was analyzing the situation for everyone, I had already hacked into the local network using Relink brain-computer interface."
Xu Hui tapped a spot on the back of his head, and a blue light flashed across the surface of his modified eyeballs, which then projected a three-dimensional map.
"Fortunately, the civilization here is neither too advanced nor too backward, and it also uses binary code, which saves me the step of deciphering the underlying code."
"Wait a minute," Miao Guang suddenly raised his hand, "If I'm not mistaken, the map marks it as the Amelikan Federation, is it the one I'm thinking of?"
"That's right, it's the one you're thinking of. This should be another parallel world," Xu Hui replied. "And the place we've arrived in is called Weston State—a free land that breeds cults, madmen, and criminals."
As for how free you are, just look at the streets outside the window.
For a period of time after the blood cloud appeared, gunfire erupted in the streets, continuing until the blood cloud dissipated, though the intensity of the firefight was slightly reduced.
On the street, the marching demonstrators blocked traffic. The leader, dressed in a white robe, shouted, "The end times are coming, and the blood cloud is the sign," inciting the believers of Mosaic to clash with the federal police who had just arrived.
Federal law enforcement officers showed no mercy, pulling out heavy weapons rarely seen in police forces but commonly found in the military, and engaging in a fierce firefight with the cultists on the street.
"Great lads, the time has come to defend the free world! For the President, let the Union be great again!"
"The end times have come, brothers! Cleanse your original sin with the blood of heretics! The Black Child will protect us!"
Two completely different slogans resounded through the neighborhood, followed by even more fervent shouts.
Neither group was any better than the other; even the federal law enforcement officers, who should have been considered positive figures, showed just as much fanaticism as the cultists.
The reincarnators couldn't help but wonder if this was really the Federation they remembered.
Even if that federation is chaotic, it wouldn't be to the point where the police force has to use heavy weapons to fight cultists, nor would it be to the point where law enforcement officers shout "For the free world" while the other side shouts "For the President."
What timeline is this? Could it be the modern Civil War?
"Look at these two groups, they seem to have unwavering morale, especially that group of cultists. They haven't retreated even after so many deaths, it's really outrageous."
Miao Guang looked astonished, as if he had seen a ghost.
"An army will collapse when its casualties reach about 30%, but these people have died at far more than 30%, probably as much as 50%, yet they are still fighting. These are no ordinary believers."
Xu Hui looked at the battlefield outside, his brows furrowed.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but even when they have the upper hand, the federal law enforcement officers' expressions haven't relaxed much. On the contrary, they've become even more serious, as if they're on guard against something."
"That's because they know they're not ordinary cult members."
Modi interjected, but remained calmly seated on his throne, having already seen through everything.
Why would the police need to use heavy weapons to deal with ordinary cult members? It must be an enemy with unique skills that the police would take seriously.
Look, cultists on the street are even playing with Xyz Summoning.
"Brothers of the Church, every drop of your blood will contribute to the coming of the Great One. Therefore, there is no need to fear sacrifice. The Great One's kingdom in heaven will always reserve a place for you!"
Just like when the leader saw that the friend help bar on Pinduoduo was about to reach the target and the sacrifice was about to be completed, he couldn't help but show a look of ecstatic joy.
The corpses and blood on the ground served as offerings and as a medium to communicate with the extraterrestrial visitor—the King of Hell, known as the Black Saint—who lingered outside the world and was imprisoned in a jail.
The King of Hell, located on the other side of the world, silently observed the changing situation, muttering, "Just a little more, just a little more..."
He woke up to find his followers calling to him and about to complete the blood sacrifice summoning.
For him, this is undoubtedly a good thing.
Once he is freed, he will personally guide his beloved believers and turn them all into thinkers, also known as faith batteries.
"Now, at this very moment!"
Without hesitation, the Black Saint took advantage of the peak of his connection with reality and forcibly used this connection to build a bridge to reality.
Now, he can smell the air of freedom!
"Ha, yet another extraterritorial entity."
Meanwhile, at a military base in Weston, a general who was closely monitoring the conflict sneered.
"For the sake of the Grand Master, prepare our dimensional forces and make sure that extraterrestrial entity gets out of our world!"
"The hyperspace exile missile is ready and is locking onto the target coordinates..."
"General, the target has landed in the city. Once the extermination munitions take effect, they will inevitably cause damage..."
"Soldiers, carry out orders," the general said coldly. "To make the Federation great again, to drive out these damned evil gods, all sacrifices are necessary."
So, the five reincarnators in the room, plus the newly arrived immortal avatar, thus served as close observers of the transdimensional exile missile.
They truly experienced what federal freedom and democracy meant.
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