161: Heartbroken, double standards

Zhao Ya had learned a lot about the Lord of the Undead from the internet, and she would even actively seek out information.

Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes. In this post-apocalyptic era where strength is paramount, as a woman, Zhao Ya naturally couldn't help but feel admiration for the strength and invincibility displayed by the Lord of the Undead.

Undoubtedly, the Lord of the Undead was the ultimate standard for a partner in Zhao Ya's heart, perfectly fitting... no, it should be said, surpassing it!

Zhao Ya had fantasized more than once about what it would be like if she could become the Undead Monarch's woman, standing by him, riding dragons into the sky, with hundreds of thousands of Undead soldiers under her command?

However, what Zhao Ya never expected was that the Undead Monarch, whom she regarded as her Prince Charming and dream lover, would turn out to be Chen Ming, the man she had once rejected and hated to the core.

"No, that's not right... how, how could he be the Undead Monarch? Something must be wrong!"

"Yes! It must be!"

Zhao Ya really didn't want to accept this fact and desperately tried to comfort herself.

"Undead Dragon, that, that's the Undead Monarch's mount!"

"Oh my god! So imposing! This is even more shocking than what I saw on TV."

"The one beside him, is that a woman?"

"I really envy her, to be able to become the Undead Monarch's woman. I can't imagine how much security she must feel."

...

The words coming from her surroundings were particularly harsh, piercing Zhao Ya's heart even more.

Every word felt like it was specifically directed at her, full of veiled sarcasm.

Zhao Ya quickly raised her hands and tightly covered her ears, not wanting to listen, not a single word.

She no longer had the mood to explore the Trial Tower, or to take the opportunity to expand her social circle and get acquainted with high-level Hunters as a D-grade Healer, to see if she could have a wonderful encounter.

Now, Zhao Ya just wanted to escape this place as quickly as possible.

The voices in her ears relentlessly seeped through the gaps between her fingers, making her incredibly agitated.

On Chen Ming's side, his heart was completely unmoved.

He didn't link anything to Zhao Ya at all.

His attention was entirely on the Trial Tower and Qin Hongyue.

Sitting atop the Calamity Dragon, looking down, the crowd below was like ants, densely packed together.

Looking up, many people even took out their phones to film, wanting to record this scene.

Chen Ming didn't care, taking a photo wasn't going to cost him anything.

"Then, Master, Hongyue will go first."

"Alright."

After getting Chen Ming's permission, Qin Hongyue instantly vanished from the dragon's back, a hundred meters in the air, and reappeared in front of the Trial Tower's teleportation gate.

Knowing that Qin Hongyue was associated with Chen Ming, the Lord of the Undead, the guards responsible for the Trial Tower's teleportation channel didn't dare to obstruct her and quickly cleared an exclusive path.

The Star Alliance had already issued an order that within the territory of Great Xia, anything Chen Ming wanted to do must not be obstructed.

Even if it violated order or rules, they had to turn a blind eye.

Afterwards.

Just as Chen Ming had thought, although Qin Hongyue didn't have a phone or a registered Fisherman identity, she successfully entered the Trial Tower.

Next, there was no need for Chen Ming to stay here.

He had many ways to know how Qin Hongyue was performing inside the Trial Tower.

For example, the Trial Tower mini-program that came with Ten Thousand Realms Fishing, or Gods Eye.

Although the Gods Eye skill couldn't freely observe the situation inside the Trial Tower, with Qin Hongyue, who was his slave, present, as the Master, Chen Ming could activate Gods Eye to observe her every move in her environment.

Worry?

Chen Ming wasn't worried at all. Relying solely on those monsters to kill a Human Race Empress, a Great Emperor-level powerhouse? That was pure fantasy.

Instead of worrying about Qin Hongyue, he might as well go home and cast a few lines, fishing for more rewards.

Maybe he could even fish out a few more Great Emperor powerhouses to be bodyguards and hold down a territory.

As far as he knew, a Great Emperor-level powerhouse had the ability to easily destroy a world. Having one under his command was already enough to dominate the globe, let alone several Great Emperor slaves.

Chen Ming naturally wouldn't mind having more such slaves; the more, the merrier.

Opening a teleportation gate, one person and one dragon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Once the teleportation gate closed, it was as if they had never appeared.

Only a chorus of gasps of admiration and envy remained...

Returning to Fushan Residence, he unlocked the gate with his fingerprint and entered the courtyard.

Behind him, the Calamity Dragon lowered its head in a posture of submission, disappearing into the Shadow Gate and returning to the Shadow World, a realm specifically for storing Undead.

The TV was still on, and as soon as he entered, he heard the host's voice, which was a rebroadcast.

They had invested a lot of energy and time into promoting the Trial Tower and the benefits of joining the Star Alliance.

Stable food resources, powerful weapons, exclusive training plans...

Chen Ming was unfazed, because he had all of these, and better ones, things that everyone else only dreamed of.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out his phone and opened the mini-program function.

He didn't think much of it at first, but when he looked, even Chen Ming, who knew Qin Hongyue's strength, couldn't help but be startled.

In the blink of an eye, "She actually reached the tenth floor already?"

He chuckled, "She's not going to clear the entire Trial Tower in just one day, is she?"

That would be good too, as Chen Ming wanted to know how many floors the Trial Tower had in total.

Besides directly conquering to the top of the tower, all the methods Chen Ming currently knew of couldn't provide the correct answer.

Then, he casually opened the World Chat channel.

【Great Xia is going too far! They clearly have resources they could share, so why hoard them? They say it's for our safety, but in reality, it's just pure selfishness!】

【Since when do you Sakura Country people have the right to talk about selfishness? When you were dumping nuclear wastewater into the ocean, ignoring the protests of a hundred countries, did you think about how selfish you were?】

【That's a separate issue! You're being unreasonable!】

【Who's being unreasonable is clear! Besides, the stuff is on our Great Xia's territory. Do we have an obligation to share it with you? Which law says that? If you're not convinced, come over here, it's laughable!】

【Don't get cocky! You're just lucky to have the Undead Monarch. Soon, our Sakura Country will also have SSS-level powerhouses! At that time, who's stronger or weaker might not be certain!】

【Talk about it when you have them. If you don't, why are you bragging to me here?】

...

No matter which channel he switched to, besides arguments, there were only arguments, nothing else.

Chen Ming exited the World Chat channel, not wanting to participate in the verbal spat between netizens from various countries.

Spending time on such things was less productive than casting a few lines...

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

Zhao Ya returned to the temporary dormitory arranged for her by the Star Alliance, looking utterly dejected.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her best friend Lin Wei excitedly jump off the bed and walk over, saying, "Xiaoya, I successfully awakened my talent too! But it's lower than yours, E-grade, Assassin-type skill!"

Seeing that Zhao Ya's expression was a bit off, Lin Wei immediately asked, "What happened?"

"Chen Ming, he..." Zhao Ya hesitated.

"Chen Ming? What about him?" Lin Wei pressed.

Thinking, 'Could Chen Ming have also awakened a skill and joined the Star Alliance?'

'Looking at Xiaoya's lost expression, it seems his skill level is quite a bit higher than hers. Could it be B-grade, or... A-Rank?!'