308: The king also has troubles

Other-race Continent.

Helden's cabin.

On the balcony, the Alien Race King was enjoying his leisurely 'retirement' time.

He paid no attention to external affairs, reading books, singing songs, and tending to his fire. Although lonely, he was very content.

One day, the old-fashioned landline phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Helden was a retro person. He could obtain the newest and most advanced technology in this world with a mere flick of his finger, but he preferred ancient artifacts that had been phased out yet were full of the sedimentation of time.

These items didn't have as many flashy designs; they were simple and quiet.

They could calm one's heart.

He walked into the living room, bending his back, and picked up the phone with his thumb and forefinger, frowning, "What is it?"

Hara, the acting High Priest of the Earth Goddess Church, said anxiously, "King, everything outside is in chaos."

"Could you please keep an electronic device near you?"

"It's really... so inconvenient."

A hint of impatience appeared in Helden's eyes. His Storage Ring flashed, and an electronic screen appeared.

On the other end of the phone, Hara let out a long breath. He saw that the King's account had logged in.

"I'll send you a video. Please watch it quickly."

Xiao Fan VS Kuang Xing.

This immediately caught Helden's attention. He raised an eyebrow, not expecting these two to meet so quickly.

He watched the entire battle at double speed. He had probably already guessed what all the fuss outside was about.

It was nothing more than why Xiao Fan would use Collapsing Atomization.

"Who's making noise?" Helden asked indifferently.

"Forget it."

Helden had originally wanted to say, 'What business is it of theirs?'

'To whom do I need to explain my actions?'

But he figured it would definitely cause a lot of trouble. Although it would be easy to resolve, he had only just achieved peace and was living a retired life, so he really didn't want to waste time.

"You tell those noisy people: Xiao Fan is a Genius. He is born with unparalleled learning ability. Don't forget that he also has that power within him."

Hara nodded quickly and said, "What if people aren't satisfied with that answer?"

"Not satisfied... If anyone isn't satisfied, tell them to come find me themselves." Helden's voice was very calm.

"Understood, my lord!" Hara chuckled.

Since the King had said, 'If anyone isn't happy, they can come find him themselves,' those people should no longer dare to have any problems.

But suddenly, Hara changed the subject, somewhat worried, "But everyone also saw that Xiao Fan's power seems to originate from the flame mark on his forehead."

"My lord, this power seems a bit too strong. Even if Apollo controls his special power, he... seems to have difficulty resisting it."

"Do you know what that is?"

Helden shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"But it's not important."

This world follows the principle of equivalent exchange. The more powerful the strength, the greater the price one needs to pay. There is no doubt about this.

Hara raised an eyebrow, nodded, and said, "Do you mean that Xiao Fan cannot maintain that power or that state for long, otherwise he will suffer a backlash from the power?"

"Mm." Helden responded indifferently.

"By the way, how is Kuang Xing doing now?"

Helden was a bit worried.

Kuang Xing had not yet fully digested the six portions of Emperor-grade essence blood, and now he had suffered such a great defeat. If his mentality went awry, he might be in mortal danger.

If that happened, the balance between the Demon King Group and the Super God Class would be completely broken!

That would be very bad.

Hara smiled and said, "King, Kuang Xing is doing very well now."

"He initially had some mental issues, but later, he discovered that his Ice Elf Bloodline had completely undergone Fusion."

"This gave him hope of defeating Xiao Fan, so he is actually very optimistic now."

"Oh?" Helden raised an eyebrow. This matter somewhat surprised him too.

To completely fuse the last 1% is far more difficult than fusing the first 99%.

"That's good. By the way, has Huang Quan been helpful with that project?"

Hara raised an eyebrow and said, "King, I've actually wanted to report to you that Huang Quan gives me a strange feeling."

"He has been very helpful with the Bloodline purification project, but... it's only been a few days, and Huang Quan has already gained a certain status within the research team. Two or three researchers seem to have too good an attitude towards him."

"Huang Quan is from the Human Race. Logically, he should be ostracized in the research team, but now the reality is not so."

Helden heard this and suddenly fell silent for a while, lowering his head and pondering for a long time.

After a while, he said indifferently, "No need to be nervous. Continue to observe."

"If you feel the problem is escalating, report to me again."

"Understood, King!" Hara was extremely respectful.

"By the way, King!"

"What else?" Helden frowned.

"That... Niem was stabbed by General Yang Yuan, and his injuries... are too severe."

"Let Xiaoka go and reconstruct him," Helden said indifferently.

Xiaoka was a strong individual from the Qujiao Immortal Clan, one of Helden's top generals.

At this moment, Hara said nervously, "But the injuries are too severe. Even if Xiaoka reconstructs him, he will still be incomplete."

"Then he should re-cultivate." Helden snorted coldly, saying, "If his skills are inferior, what is there to say?"

"From now on, you don't need to report such matters to me!"

Finally, the call ended.

Helden sat alone, quietly on the floor of the room.

He gazed at a painting hanging on the wall, lost in thought.

The painting depicted an extremely beautiful woman. It was a beauty almost impossible to describe, enough to make any man who saw her fall for her, to go mad.

The woman stood in a colorful flower garden, holding a sleeping infant in her arms, smiling brightly. Especially her two overly sharp canines added a unique charm to her.

After a while, Helden yawned, shook his head. It seemed even the King had his own troubles and things he couldn't figure out.