193: Chapter 193 Prophecy

Moving back a bit in time.

G District Hero Association, Preparation Zone.

"Finally, all the teleportations are finished..."

After responding to the final summoning request and sending the portal sub-device to its destination.

The Transcendent wearing the Ability Amplifier felt as if his head was about to explode.

Since a massive wave of summoning requests had flooded in simultaneously, followed by a continuous stream of people summoning heroes.

Almost every hero of note in the G District Hero Association had been deployed.

Not to mention A-Rank Heroes, even most B-Rank Heroes had responded to the summons and departed.

The entire preparation zone instantly became empty.

At this moment, those remaining at the Hero Association headquarters were only B-Rank Heroes with low popularity and C-Rank Heroes who weren't of much use.

Of course, there was one A-Rank Hero who was an exception.

"Hmm? Wang Puchuan, you're actually still here?"

Suddenly catching sight of the blonde-haired man squatting nearby, the Transcendent couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

In his memory, all the A-Rank Heroes in the preparation zone should have been summoned away.

No matter how low their popularity, an A-Rank Hero was still an A-Rank Hero; their combat strength was significantly higher than that of a B-Rank.

Even the Rewinder, who was at the bottom of the popularity rankings, had received a summoning request.

However, the Rewinder had been missing for several days and couldn't be contacted at all. In its helplessness, the Hero Association had no choice but to reject that summoning request.

"Yeah... no one summoned me," Wang Puchuan said with a bitter smile.

His sunglasses obscured his gaze, making it impossible to tell whether he was feeling sorrowful or troubled.

"If you ask me, it's because the hero name you registered for yourself is too casual."

The Transcendent couldn't help but complain, trying hard to recall Wang Puchuan's hero name.

"I remember it was called... something-something Butterfly..."

"Nisi Wodie."

"Right... right. Tell me, with a name like that, who would want to call it out?"

"I couldn't help it. At that time, I was in a Price-payment Period and had to use such a name."

Wang Puchuan shrugged, speaking helplessly.

"Price-payment Period? What price?"

The Transcendent was stunned and asked.

Wang Puchuan did not answer directly. With a wave of his hand, a book with an ancient cover suddenly appeared in his palm.

"Where did you take that out from? And what is this?"

The Transcendent's eyes widened, his face full of shock and disbelief.

When did Wang Puchuan get this ability to summon objects out of thin air?

Wang Puchuan unhurriedly flipped to a page, scanned it up and down, and then turned to look at the Transcendent with a somewhat meaningful gaze:

"Want to see?"

Before the Transcendent could react, Wang Puchuan gave his wrist a gentle flick and tossed the book out.

The Transcendent subconsciously reached out to catch it, and his eyes inadvertently landed right on the page Wang Puchuan had opened.

He saw that the page recorded some strange characters; he was certain he had never seen them before and absolutely did not recognize this script.

But strangely, the moment he saw them, he could clearly recognize the content.

The page seemed to record ten pieces of information similar to a notebook.

"Isn't this... related to those bad ideas you proposed to the Hero Association before?"

Looking closely, out of these ten records, eight had a black line through the middle, heavily crossed out.

"After the Continental Carnival national live broadcast begins, the first A-Rank Hero to appear in C City will survive until the end of the event..."

"What does this one mean? Why was it crossed out?"

"And the last two that aren't crossed out: In G District, C City Second Middle School, Class 2 of the Third Year, a candidate can be found who can form a contract with a Great Sin Demon..."

"...On the day of the Continental Carnival, Dazhou Nation's G District will welcome one of the Twelve Divine Envoys of the Superpower Association..."

The more he read, the more he felt his skin crawl, and he couldn't help but ask.

Some things on here were recorded in great detail, including time, place, and people.

Others were recorded ambiguously, with only one element.

It was unclear what they referred to.

The more he read, the more he felt his skin crawl, and he couldn't help but ask.

"The ones crossed out are prophecies that did not come true."

Wang Puchuan explained slowly,

"The ten items appearing on this page are all prophecies, but only one of them will be correct."

"As long as the other nine do not come true, the remaining one will absolutely happen."

"What?" After hearing Wang Puchuan's explanation, the Transcendent was still somewhat confused.

"I wanted to explain more, but time is up."

Wang Puchuan spread his hands, shook his head, and sighed,

"Sorry, this book isn't for you to see. I've had a lot of fun playing with you all during this time."

Just then, a nearby portal activated for no apparent reason, bursting with a brilliant and dazzling light.

He was just about to go check it when, in the next second, he felt a burning sensation in his eyes, and two clumps of green flames emerged from his eyes out of thin air.

"Aaaaaah!"

He immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream, his hands frantically swatting at his eyes, trying to extinguish this sudden and terrifying fire.

The fire, however, seemed to have a life of its own, spreading wildly along his hands. In an instant, it covered his entire body, turning him into ashes.

The other heroes still in the preparation zone were immediately attracted by the commotion, turning their shocked gazes toward the source of the sound and light.

And from that portal, three figures walked out one after another.

Two men and one woman. The man walking at the very front was tall and sturdy, with a head of spiky, explosive white hair, possessing an imposing aura even without being angry.

Wang Puchuan cast aside his usual lazy attitude, picked up the book from the ground, brushed off the dust, and looked at the man with a smile:

"Boss, it's been three years and then another three. I hope you've been well."

"Now is not the time for reminiscing."

The white-haired man with the explosive hair looked steady and spoke with a firm tone,

"Move! Quickly suppress the G District Hero Association!"