The True Face of the Heartless Boss / The Sin of a Lolita Complex! (Third Update)

Just as the miserable Green-haired Witch was frowning and maliciously complaining to herself, a sharp pain shot through her buttocks.

What is that?!

CC immediately screamed and reached down, pulling a yellowish-brown carapace-like monster with characteristics of both a scorpion and a centipede from its buttocks. Her face turned ashen as she threw it aside.

At the same time, waves rose to the surface, carrying with them numerous similar creatures. They were each a meter long, and the water was almost teeming with them!

"Bugs! Bugs! Bugs! Bugs! So many!"

The Green-haired Witch continued her usual bad luck, with nearly two-thirds of the people surrounding her, which immediately caused CC, who was in a weakened state, to scream and run ashore.

Heidewilli immediately ran to the cobblestones, pulled a True Silver Sword of the Inquisition standard from her clothes, and swung it in front of the Green-haired Witch.

As limbs flew about, filthy organs spilled everywhere, and a stench filled the water.

"Scorpion-Centipede, a specialty of Skull Island, Danger Level 1, Disgust Level 2, Special Reminder: Lives in groups."

As these thoughts surfaced in his mind, Kevin, who had been awakened by the screams, didn't turn around. He raised his right index finger, and two spatial walls appeared in front of Heidewilli and C. C.

As the spatial force spread outwards, these disgusting giant insects were dismembered one by one, allowing the two to take the opportunity to escape ashore.

Heidewilli, her hands and feet ice-cold, finished dressing and leaned against a tree trunk, panting. After all, she was a girl, and had a natural fear of insects. Helping CC escape was already a good reaction.

But when the Oracle's Daughter flared her nostrils, a faint stench filled her nasal cavity, causing Heidewilli, who valued cleanliness and purity, to writhe uncomfortably.

At that moment, Kevin groped around in the Spatial Rift and tossed a delicate crystal bottle to Heidewilli.

The fragrance released after the bottle was opened instantly made the poor little nun's eyes sparkle, and she couldn't put it down.

But Heidewilli was clearly unaware that the thing in her hand was the loot Kevin had accumulated over many years of robbery.

Despite the chaos in the Middle East, there are still people willing to pay for high-end luxury goods. This perfume, used as a toll, appears to be a Chanel product.

The three women in the house, who were unkempt, were too lazy to use this thing, so Kevin got into the habit of stuffing all sorts of collections into the Spatial Rift he had created.

This is exactly what came in handy.

As for the witch who suffered the same fate, he naturally didn't treat her with the same courtesy. Anyway, this woman was thinking about killing him all day long, so why should he give her a nice look?

In the end, it was the kind-hearted Heidewilli who offered to share the perfume, thus removing the lingering scent from CC's body.

The petty and cunning Black-bellied Witch glared at her master again and made a note of it in her little notebook.

Just you wait, you'll get what's coming to you sooner or later!

P. S.: For now, Kevin and C. C. are a bickering couple, and they're already slaves; they'll end up together sooner or later.

So, let's finish what's in our bowls first, and then we'll be safe. Do you all agree? Ridiculous.

Chapter 425, Section 446: The True Face of the Heartless Boss

In the humid jungle, a man and two women moved quickly, attracting the attention of the unique creatures that inhabited the area, who swarmed to intercept them.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" A group of "Vile Devouring Worm" poked their fleshy, whisker-like heads out of their shells from the mud, their predatory organs, filled with sharp teeth, suddenly snapping at the three intruders.

However, with a sudden spatial distortion, these apex predators of the wetlands were instantly severed, their severed flesh falling into the mud, dripping with slime and trembling disgustingly.

"Plop! Plop!" Several "King Grasshopper" that jumped up from the tree trunk were crushed into a pulp by gravity before they could even get close.

After that, giant creatures such as Giant Pincer Spider and Long-Legged Mother Monster made their appearances. These seemingly frightening weaklings only caused the two women some physical discomfort and did not even provide any experience points.

It seems I'm the most terrifying creature in this jungle?

After Kevin smashed another Man-eating Flower into dust, he felt a slight sense of satisfaction, but also a lingering doubt.

In the first Seven Trials [Holy Grail War], although he obtained the Holy Grail and successfully converted it into a slave, strictly speaking, he had already failed miserably.

Since being stranded on Skull Island, the second part of the quest has been activated, but the giant creatures encountered along the way are only somewhat of a threat to ordinary people.

Anyone who has undergone rigorous military training and is well-prepared can survive in the jungle for a long time.

What threat is there on Skull Island? That gorilla? No, the voice in my head calls it the "Guardian," and considering our friendly first meeting, this "handsome guy" is clearly on the side of humans.

It seems the most likely answer is something that this black-haired gorilla is guarding.

Furthermore, what exactly is the hidden information within the so-called [*** hymn]? Even the voice in my head hasn't provided a definitive answer.

Could it be that this thing is beyond the scope of that sound's cognition and categorization, or is it dangerous?

Open the Seven Gates of the world, and see everything clearly before you. What secrets does this Weilan planet hold?

And what is my connection to all of this?

As Kevin frowned in thought, he came to an open space and gestured for them to rest for a while. The two of them naturally agreed and set off to explore the surrounding area together.

"Hey, are you there? How about we come out and talk?"

After the boy dismissed the two people beside him, he paced back and forth, then suddenly lowered his head and muttered to himself, but his mind remained silent.

"System? Sweetheart? Angel Summoning? Apocalypse? Idol? World Will Prince?..."

A series of names flashed through Kevin's mind, and he blurted them out unconsciously. He didn't know what he was thinking, but that faint voice rang out again.

"I am one, I am ten thousand, I am infinite, I am possibility!"

"Be in awe, for I am the voice of the beginning of the world, singing of antiquity, tracing back to history..."

"Praise be to me, the guiding voice of civilization, singing praises to the present and chanting hymns to the future..."

The high-class electronic voice-over gave Kevin a strange sense of familiarity, but also a strong urge to drag out the smirking bastard behind the scenes and beat him up.

Never mind, business is more important. Let's clarify our doubts first.

"That..."

"Idol! I... like this title."

"Okay, Idol. It seems we've met before. I feel like some of my basic questions have already been answered."

Kevin uttered the name perfunctorily, hesitated for a moment, and then frowned slightly.

"So, I have some questions I'd like to ask, otherwise, I think I should consider the issue of striking."

"Okay, three."

Kevin was taken aback by the voice in his head agreeing so readily, but he quickly composed himself and got to the point.

"The first question is, what was the purpose of that green-haired Holy Grail in the Seven Trials?"

"Code, the codex that records all things, the key to rewriting the world..."

The voice in my head was unexpectedly playful, deliberately dragging out the syllables of the keywords.

"The answer is too brief; please provide more details."

Kevin's mind raced as he asked questions earnestly.

"Simply put, Earth Mother Goddess 'Gaia first line of defense— the Honkai Will —was destroyed by someone in the past. The balance of nature was unintentionally broken, and in the process, it attracted a host of prying eyes."

"So, they had no choice but to step in and clean up the mess, and incidentally send someone who should have taken the blame on their way."

"Hmm, the Record of All Things, that's the Holy Grail that's the same color as someone else's hair; it's actually the second line of defense."

"By using her through certain means, you can re-encode the world, but the prerequisite is that you need to pass the trials of the Seven Gates, see the truth, and prove that you are qualified."

The voice in my mind was more composed and serious, giving a brief explanation of the beginning of the "Seven Trials".

"If that's the case, "Kevin mused, "There must also be a gaze watching over the world from Skull Island."

"The second question is, who are you?"

"I already told you this when we first met, but you didn't listen! Idiots!"

"I am the voice of the beginning of the world, singing of antiquity, tracing history..."

"I am the guiding voice of civilization, praising the present and chanting the future..."

"Hmph! The answer is the answer. I'm angry. Guess it yourself!"

Kevin was slightly annoyed by the childish answer, but based on his guess, he had a general idea, though he couldn't reach a conclusion yet.

"The third question is about the combat system within me called [Apocalypse]. It seems to have crashed. Could it be your doing?"

"Hey! They did a good deed, you heartless fake fan!"

"The civilization that [Apocalypse] belongs to relies too heavily on technology; their creative ideas on Life Dataization are only suitable for laying a foundation."

"Once the host enters the realm of high-level life forms, probably at the Lord-class, the data you observe is constantly fluctuating and can only be used as a rough reference."

"Even focusing too much on these things can limit your growth and mislead your judgment."

"Life has infinite possibilities and should not be planned or defined! Only those chicken wings that need to be scratched by cats would develop this kind of thing, replacing differences with commonality."

Then, the voice rose in tone, full of smugness.

"Besides, who told you this thing has AI running?! Don't you understand the concept of using someone else's resources to your advantage?"

"However, on another note, the things in your head are really interesting; I never get tired of playing with them!"

Kevin listlessly raised his right hand and rolled his eyes in response.

"Stop wasting your brainpower. Don't go looking into my memories unnecessarily."

In addition, Kevin's hidden doubts were also answered.

It turns out that the one who guided him from beginning to end was this transcendent being, and by going through his memories, this mastermind could speak fluent Kevin's native dialect.

"Alright, that's all I wanted to say. Everyone, let's get to work. It's just too popular, there's nothing we can do about it."

The voice was full of arrogance and impatience, clearly wanting to cut off her connection with Kevin.

"Who said I would definitely do things for you? Besides, you stingily treated those seven Memory Fragment that originally belonged to me as mission rewards. It seems like I've lost out big time!"

Kevin pursed his lips and sneered, looking utterly lazy.

The voice, however, seemed unconcerned, raising its tone and speaking with a meaningful undertone.

Even if there's no benefit, you'll still do it because you love this world!

"Eliminating the cause of natural disasters is equivalent to protecting everything you cherish!"

However, Kevin's expression was thoughtful, showing little surprise or shock.

"Wait a minute? I think I've been tricked. That was the fourth question!"

"Hmph! Get to work! You cunning, black-hearted fake fan!"

The voice realized something, snorted coldly, and logged out.

After working in this shady factory for so long, I've finally found the real boss behind it all. And apparently, he's a big shot?

Kevin popped two mints into his mouth, chewed them, and walked forward. Feeling refreshed, a faint smile appeared on his face.

If you love this world, then perhaps the world also deeply loves you and holds expectations for you.

P. S.: The framework is complete. To save readers from getting too much brainpower, I'll give you a sneak peek.

The unscrupulous boss needs no introduction.

Also, I like stories with foreshadowing and hidden clues in many places, so I hope everyone will not skip around while watching.

For example, in the "Seven Trials," who was the first to propose to overcome the trials of the Seven Gates?

Hint: Chapter 165 of Volume 3.

Even those who manage to pass the test through trickery cannot escape the exploitation of unscrupulous bosses.

PS2: There will be another update tonight. If you enjoy reading, feel free to vote, give me some spare props, or leave a comment. Thanks, you're so cute.

Chapter 426, Section 447 Shota complex! (Third Update)

As evening fell, King Kong returned to his mountain den and squatted by the stream to clean the wounds left by the octopus's suckers. A roaring campfire on the bank was licking the bottom of a rough stone pot.

The stew in the pot included mushrooms and wild vegetables as ingredients, but the main dish was surprisingly octopus tentacles, which were quite bizarre in color and shape, thick and long.

At this moment, the white-haired arms dealer and the doll-headed Miss Wild Serpent, were squatting in front of the fire waiting for dinner.

To be honest, without the various seasonings of human society, this pot of takoyaki is quite unappetizing; it's not only bland but also has a strong fishy smell.

Fortunately, neither Koko nor Jill Hera were pampered young ladies; being able to fill their stomachs was already a blessing for them.