Ghoul: A High-Martial World? A Buffet!
Chapter 216

The Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm Expert

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In the northern part of the Moonfall Continent, deep within the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range.

This is the territory of the Demon Race. Its altitude is lower than that of Qiongfang City, but much higher than that of the Ten-Thousand-Fathom Plains.

The complex mountainous terrain means that there are no large settlements like Qiongfang City or Chen City here.

However, there are still many small and medium-sized Demon Race clan settlements.

Although they are far less well-known than those in Qiongfang City, their scattered distribution and high degree of concealment make them difficult to be hit by enemy ranged attacks.

In addition, it can provide nearby support to the Huaihuang Continent.

Therefore, they have all developed quite well.

Of course, all of the above is publicly available information.

The intricate and complex interior of the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range meant that the Demon Race would likely hide many secrets within it.

For example, the Wanren Yako Laboratory, which was previously destroyed and then relocated.

Or perhaps it is one of the residences of certain high-ranking members of the Demon Race.

"Call--!"

A mountain wind swept across the rugged, snow-covered landscape, and amidst the swirling snowflakes, a building appeared and disappeared.

No, it shouldn't be described as a building, but rather as a whole.

A vast castle stands nestled in the mountains.

Snow fell on his peak, making him blend into the undulating snow-capped mountains.

Only when the snow rolls down can you see the castle's black tiles and some inconspicuous dark brown vines.

At this moment, inside the castle, in a seemingly endless glass flower room, sat a Demon Race sips wine.

It looked like he had a pair of upturned animal ears on his head.

But upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the curve is simply a result of deliberately tying the hair up.

Tracing his hazy silhouette amidst the blooming flowers, one discovers he bears an uncanny resemblance to the Demon Race figure who intercepted the Dragon King.

Clearly, this is the Heaven-Controlling Realm expert of the Demon Race.

"Thank you for successfully eliminating that Sea Race army this time."

The Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm slowly spoke, as if he were conversing with someone.

But in the greenhouse, he was the only one drinking alone from beginning to end.

"Don't you intend to take this opportunity to do something?"

"As far as I know, the Sea Race Crown Prince is currently only in the Earth Realm, and the Dragon Palace has also suffered heavy damage."

His implication was that the Dragon Palace currently lacked the resources to protect the new Crown Prince of the Sea Race.

Before the Dragon King could react, he could have easily crushed his opponent.

"Perhaps this is the chance to eliminate future troubles."

After speaking, the Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm took a sip of the blood-red wine in his glass.

After a moment, as if receiving a rejection, he said regretfully, "Alright, then I won't bother you any longer."

After the conversation ended, the Demon Race raised his hand and waved it gently. A moment later, servants entered and waited quietly for orders.

"Have someone continue to monitor the relocation of Chongming City. Also, summon Hu Lingling to see me."

"Yes."

After giving his instructions, the Demon Race ignored the servants who were slowly and quietly leaving the flower room.

He simply relaxed and enjoyed the subtle intoxication brought on by the red wine.

The bestial features that had been controlled and concealed in the body began to reappear.

Those were numerous slender, dark brown tentacles resembling vines and withered branches, which stirred up Psychic Energy as they waved, creating a gentle breeze that caused the surrounding sea of flowers to ripple.

This scene is enough to prove the strangeness and terror of the Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm.

No wonder he disguised himself as some other Demon Race with animal ears.

"Hot soy milk and fried dough sticks! Made to order!"

"Hey bro, what do you want to eat today? The steamed buns are fresh out of the oven, they smell amazing!"

As soon as Zhang Tao entered the breakfast shop on the street corner, the owner, whom he knew well, looked up and greeted him.

It's already daylight, and the breakfast shop is bustling with people.

Not wanting to waste any time, Zhang Tao quickly said, "The usual, take it all to go."

"Okay! Just a moment!"

The boss understood immediately and turned to call out to his wife in the kitchen.

"One cup of sweet soy milk, one basket of steamed dumplings, and two tea eggs, to go!"

The middle-aged woman in the kitchen responded, and then quickly scooped out the tea eggs, opened the steamer, and ladled out the soy milk.

Zhang Tao paid and received the change, and in the short time that followed, she had packed it up.

Thank you for your patronage, take care!

After leaving the breakfast shop, Zhang Tao rushed into the streets of Shen City in the early morning.

He ate his breakfast as he hurried toward the City Hall.

His cultivation at the Yellow Realm Third Realm made him significantly faster than the unawakened ordinary people around him.

He arrived at his office just before the seven o'clock bell rang.

"Drop!"

Fingerprint recognition successful, unlocked successfully. Today was another day I wasn't late.

Thinking this, Zhang Tao mentally mobilized his energy.

However, it's really hard to muster any enthusiasm for work so early in the morning.

So Zhang Tao turned to the side and started chatting with the colleague next to him.

"Hey bro, have you had breakfast yet?"

This is practically a daily routine for slacking off.

Normally, his colleagues would readily agree to his chat invitations and join the ranks of those killing time at work.

But today, the other person seemed like a completely different person, only focusing on organizing documents.

Seeing that the other person was ignoring him, Zhang Tao assumed that he was probably too busy with work that day to chat.

So he didn't bother the other person anymore, but instead struck up a conversation with someone else using the same approach.

"Hey bro, have you had breakfast yet?"

They remained silent.

Zhang Tao found it strange. He greeted many more people, but no one paid any attention to him.

It was as if he had become invisible, isolated from the world. Anxiety and fear began to well up in Zhang Tao's heart.

He turned and strode quickly toward the door, his instincts telling him to leave.

However, he found that his body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

An invisible fog enveloped his body.

Zhang Tao's body went from being unable to move at all in just three seconds.

Then, as if controlled by his body in reverse, he walked back on his own and sat down at his workstation.

His consciousness wanted to resist, but his body was completely unresponsive.

A moment later, Zhang Tao's insignificant consciousness disappeared, and another puppet, truly performing the same repetitive tasks, appeared in the office.

Inside this government office building, shrouded in thick fog, sat these puppets.

And it continues to absorb ordinary government clerks who come to work.

On the rooftop of the government building, Shisui's figure was faintly visible through the thick fog.

Within just three minutes of officially starting work, he had control of the government's civilian staff, including the entire building.

In his hands, [Spirit Dream Recall] was summoned.

A massive surge of Psychic Energy flowed into the vessel of [Spirit Dream Recall], activating its talent, and the surrounding mist began to churn wildly.

The abundant Psychic Energy allowed this talent, limited to the Profound Realm, to unleash terrifying power.

Using Feather Powder as a bridge, it began to invade the mindless Human Race in large numbers.

The complex and varied memories were first filtered through [Spirit Dream Recall] before flooding into Shisui's mind from a third-person perspective.

Even so, it caused a mild pain in Shisui's brain, something he hadn't experienced in a long time.

There are many reasons for reviewing the memories of all government clerks in this way.

In addition to searching for the location and specific serial numbers of classified documents related to the Human Race military,

Another reason was to understand the internal power dynamics of the Human Race here.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered quite a few interesting things.

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