150: Chapter Ladder to Heaven

…the King of Hell arrived, tightly grasping Lin Mo's hands.

This powerful Yin energy caused the surrounding imperial guards to involuntarily shiver.

Being held by the true King of Hell, one might have years of their lifespan drained away.

It was terrifying… This time, Lin Mo only brought half of his combat strength, leaving the other half to guard the battle fortress.

The King of Hell asked, "What if the teleportation gate can't close in time, and you lose contact on your end?"

Lin Mo smiled and said, "No need to worry, I won't drift off and lose contact. Ten other shore divine flowers can keep the teleportation gate open for 10 days."

"I'll definitely be back within 10 days."

"Oh."

The King of Hell was temporarily relieved.

"Eh? Lose contact with what?"

"Nothing, tell me how to activate it? Find those gods?"

"This token in my hand is the last one to meet the Engineer.

These gods originally issued 120 of them and enfeoffed several generations of Underworld officials. Now, only this one remains."

"Blue Star's version is too old. You absolutely must say something nice and ask them to upgrade it properly."

"If they're unwilling, then so be it. You absolutely must not offend them."

The King of Hell gave countless warnings and instructions, and also explained many etiquette rules.

"Understood. I will use every method to make them agree."

…The King of Hell harbored no hostility towards the gods.

After all, he was a divine official fortunate enough to be chosen by the gods.

Although in everyone's eyes he was like an ant,

he was still very grateful that the other party gave him this opportunity, allowing him to carve out a bloody path in the Multiverse Battlefield's initial battlefield.

He became a god.

Even if the gods demanded the destruction of humanity, the King of Hell would obey the command.

Even if it would torment him internally… because he knew that Blue Star, and all its order and doctrines, were created by those Engineers.

Without them, none of this would exist.

The token in the King of Hell's hand glowed with an ethereal blue nether-flame, and a brilliant heavenly ladder descended from the void.

The white jade steps were entwined with golden runes, piercing straight through the nine heavens.

Each step floated with ancient immortal seals, its end disappearing into the depths of the clouds, exuding vast divine power.

"I'll go up with you…"

Night Owl, holding her twin blades, followed behind Lin Mo.

Lin Mo did not object this time.

Because the blue jeans were too good!

The moment Lin Mo stepped onto the jade steps, the heavenly ladder suddenly began to move.

The surrounding sea of clouds surged, transforming into a wondrous scene of a brilliant galaxy—innumerable planes floated like bubbles, some engulfed in raging war, others with ethereal immortal mountains.

The steps automatically carried him towards the golden cloud vortex at the highest point. A strong wind brushed his face, yet it carried the scent of lotus.

The most miraculous thing was.

Others watched Lin Mo ascend the heavenly ladder, but they didn't see him going upwards.

Instead, a gate to the netherworld was opening, supporting Blue Star's core.

The perceptions of both sides were completely different.

"Master, don't be afraid. The so-called gods are merely Engineers."

"You know too?"

Lin Mo was surprised.

He didn't expect Night Owl to know as well.

Night Owl leaned against the handrail of the heavenly ladder, her slender waist turned towards Lin Mo, and she said with a smile,

"What did you think, then? Even the King of Hell, that self-confident man who returned from the initial battlefield, is called the Guardian of Blue Star."

"So what official title do you think someone returning from the Mid-Level Battlefield would be given?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

So, in that case, these so-called Engineers are just other races who retired from the Mid-Level Battlefield.

However, there was still one thing Lin Mo wasn't quite clear about.

If that was the case, then why didn't people like Night Owl leave the Mid-Level Battlefield?

Night Owl seemed to notice Lin Mo's expression and sighed.

"It's not that we don't want to come out, but we're not allowed to.

That would weaken the strength of various countries…"

"So that's how it is…"

This meant that the strength of these Engineers was far weaker than Lin Mo had imagined.

If he had known this, he would have let Son of Heaven Zhou livestream it globally, declared his grand ambitions, and put on a big show in the square first.

Soon.

The heavenly ladder reached its end and stopped.

A seemingly heavenly gate was closed.

Just as Lin Mo was about to kick open the gate,

a withered voice rang out.

"Newcomer, what is it this time?"

"The last time you sought us out was to deal with the mess of the great flood after the nuclear war, about 8,000 years ago."

The Great Flood.

Lin Mo recalled that this was the great flood recorded by various prehistoric civilizations.

So there really were prehistoric civilizations, but they were destroyed by nuclear war.

Never mind.

He wouldn't dwell on it.

At the same time.

The gate slowly opened, and a gaunt old man poked his head out.

He was wrapped in a yellowed Greek robe, his deep-set eye sockets held murky eyes, and his protruding nose made him look like an ancient ape.

"Do you understand the rules?" He rubbed his twig-like fingers, "Entry fee…"

Night Owl's twin blades "clanged" three inches from their scabbards.

Still asking for a fee? First, chop off his hands, then he won't actively reach out for money next time.

"Tsk, newcomers just don't know any better." The old man pouted.

Lin Mo held Night Owl's hand and tossed out 50 energy crystals.

The crystals bounced on the ground, making a crisp clinking sound.

The old man's eyes instantly lit up. He bent down to pick them up, moving with uncharacteristic speed for an old man.

"Oh, you should have said so earlier!" He squeezed out a wrinkled smile, kicked aside the trash at his feet, "Please come in, sir!"

The city gate rumbled open, revealing rusty mechanical devices inside.

The old man, with his back hunched, led the way, the crystals clinking in his pocket.

Night Owl leaned close to Lin Mo and whispered, "Why give money to such a petty person?"

Lin Mo smiled and replied, "Because I like that arrogant, disdainful expression he had just now."

Night Owl: "…"

Since the old man had received a benefit, he spoke more openly.

After walking a few steps, they heard sounds of men and women from various places around them.

These Engineers, however, showed no shame or inhibition.

"Every year there are reports of UFOs and missing people. Were these women all captured by you?"

The old man laughed.

"Actually, we work hard. Although we just eat and sleep all day, the safety of Blue Star and the repair work still depend on us Engineers…"

Lin Mo: "…"

Until everyone arrived at a huge building in the central plaza.

It was magnificent, yet surrounded by rolling lava.

"This is the magnetic field location deep within the Earth's core. Please enter."

The old man bowed and pushed open the large door.

Lin Mo casually rewarded him with dozens more energy cores.

Inside the Earth's Core Palace, scorching lava flowed outside the transparent crystal walls.

Countless holographic projections floated in the air, displaying civilization data from various periods of Earth.

At the central control panel, several disheveled Engineers were frantically closing entertainment interfaces.

One of the Engineers stood up and cursed.

"Damn it, I thought the boss was here. It scared me so much I turned off the butter."