The "Immortal Spring"

These words were spoken.

Sonsonia's expression immediately became somewhat ambiguous.

She unconsciously fiddled with the tips of her pale purple hair.

Finally, they politely replied, "Not at the moment."

Roger nodded:

"Then I'll come back and ask again tomorrow."

Sonsonia's face froze instantly.

Roger chuckled softly.

Taking the opportunity, he revealed his true purpose:

"Then I'll compromise."

Are you interested in working with me?

"Cooperate?"

Upon hearing this, Sonsonia...

He immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I've decided to quit business."

Roger sneered, "What else would you do if not business?"

Sonsonia said angrily, "Mind your own business!"

"I'd rather become a pirate than be blackmailed by you every day, right?"

Roger shook his head:

Do you know why you lost back then?

The Devil Lord's expression darkened further. "What exactly do you know?"

"Me? I don't know much."

After saying that.

Roger made a prayer gesture with a devout expression.

Sonsonia immediately glanced at the conspicuous badge on his chest.

Her eyelids twitched immediately. "You've leveled up again... That woman really dotes on you."

"Did she tell you?"

"What is she trying to do! I pay protection money every month."

After successfully transferring all the information he knew to the Queen through suggestion.

Roger got straight to the point:

"I... or the Queen can give you what you've been longing for day and night."

Sonsonia remained silent.

As a former near-ascension user, even in her current state of destitution, she never considered cooperating with someone like Roger.

She doesn't trust him.

But what if the partner becomes the Sea Serpent Queen?

The situation is different then.

"Let me see the badge."

She was cautious.

What if this guy's badge is a fake?

Roger handed it over generously.

Seeing his action.

In her heart, Sonsonia had already believed most of it.

But she still pretended to study it for a while before returning the "Sea Serpent Queen's Divine Crest" to Roger.

"It looks real."

She muttered something.

In fact, she knew nothing about either divine magic or counterfeits.

Roger saw it all, but didn't say anything.

He immediately softened his tone and said calmly:

"Are you waiting for the next war?"

Sonsonia bit her lip and nodded in agreement.

"Many people will die in that war."

"Where there is death, there is fear. You want to take this opportunity to collect Fear Authority Rank... but have you considered that this method is too slow!"

Roger gazed into her eyes, his voice tinged with fanaticism and seduction:

"I know you have Fear Authority Rank of 0.3."

"I know you possess the secret technique to devour your own kind, so why not be bolder?"

"Several 'gods' with the Fear Authority Rank will be entering the arena soon..."

Sonsonia's face turned deathly pale.

She hesitated for a moment before saying helplessly, "I'm scared."

If Roger hadn't been focused on portraying the persona of a fanatic, he almost would have spat out his water.

This girl is quite an oddball even among devils.

"I can promote you."

He was too lazy to waste any more words and simply stated the price.

Sonsonia's eyes widened.

"I... or the Queen might kill the one holding the ' Fear Authority Rank ' for you. As for whether you can ultimately ascend to that rank, that depends on you."

Roger said calmly.

His arrogant tone even fooled himself.

In that instant.

He genuinely felt that those level holders were as weak as ordinary superhumans.

"Those are the Sky Dragon, the Immaculate Mother, and the Bone Nailer ..."

Sonsonia felt it was absurd.

But looking at Roger's slightly fanatical expression...

She suddenly found it very believable! "After all, it's that woman..."

"After so many years, it's possible that it has quietly become immortal."

Sonsonia secretly speculated.

She went through a fierce internal struggle.

After a long while, she finally raised her head, her appearance completely refreshed. "So what do I need to give in return?"

Roger handed over a list, the main contents of which are as follows:

"1. After the successful promotion, Sonsonia will have to provide Roger with 100 years of Unpaid Service;

Upon expiration, both parties may negotiate amicably whether to renew the contract.

"2. Sonsonia must provide the coordinates of all the Purgatory entrances scattered throughout Quinan."

"3. Sonsonia must provide Roger with at least one copy of the Advanced Contract Encapsulation free of charge."

There are some other miscellaneous conditions below.

Below the list.

It was a densely written "Friendly Cooperation Contract" in Purgatory Language.

Sonsonia glanced at him.

This guy was definitely prepared.

Immediately afterwards.

The veins on her forehead throbbed wildly.

"I've seen the most despicable devils, but none are as heartless as you..."

She said indignantly, "Could a human write these terms?"

Roger smiled without saying a word.

It certainly wasn't written by a human.

He's just copying what capitalists did in their past lives.

"Besides, why should I sign with you?"

Sonsonia suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "Why don't I just ask the Sea Serpent Queen for a signature?"

Roger nodded and said, "Okay."

Sonsonia's expression was uncertain. She struggled for a while, but finally picked up the contract again and looked at it carefully.

As an extreme order advocate.

Devilish people are usually masters of Contract Studies.

Sonsonia was no exception.

In her eyes.

The contract was so airtight that, while frustrating her, she also secretly admired Roger.

She understood.

Roger's promise might be her only chance ever.

With her strength and potential.

Unless the promotion is successful.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to reclaim their territory in purgatory.

This contract is indeed a blatant indenture.

But she didn't seem to have a better option.

Collecting rank silently through one's own power? One might not even know when they'll die!

When I was thinking like that.

Sonsonia had unknowingly pressed her fingerprint on the contract.

Immediately afterwards.

Roger followed suit.

"This is your real name?"

Sonsonia noticed the somewhat unusual signature.

She wanted to take a few more glances.

Roger unilaterally withheld the contract.

"Let's wait and see."

"See, you ended up working for me after all..."

Speaking of which...

Roger smiled and tapped the counter lightly with his fingers, "By the way, give me the packaging first, is that alright?"

Sonsonia glared at him resentfully, and said with a hint of self-abandonment:

"You'd better keep your word."

The next moment.

She solemnly returned to the inner room.

A long time passed.

She reluctantly handed the palm-sized card to Roger.

The card depicts a field of flames.

There are also many evil and towering shadows.

The words "Karotnik Family" are written in Purgatory Language in the upper right corner.

The top left corner features the "Undying Spring".

"Hint: You have obtained Sonsonia's advanced encapsulation ' Undying Spring '."

"Contractor: You may explore, plunder, occupy, or destroy the ' Undying Spring '."

"It really is the Undying Spring."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

This is probably the only high-grade package that Sonsonia has.

After all, even a high-level contract master.

The "packages" that can be made are also extremely limited.

Place the "Undying Spring" into the Tinder Pouch.

Roger did not leave immediately.

Instead, they placed a book on the counter.

He borrowed this from the library.

"I have a question."

"I've always been interested in purgatory."

"This book says that the Nine Layers of Purgatory connects to all the Prime Material Plane... If that's the case, then can't we use the Purgatory as a transit point to travel to the Nine Great Planets?"

Roger asked.

Sonsonia frowned, picked up the book, and read it for a while.

A moment later.

She pondered for a moment and said:

"There is no problem with the statement that Purgatory is connected to the Prime Material Plane."

In fact.

Not only Purgatory, but also the Abyss, the Elemental World, the Shadow Realm... these worlds are all intricately connected to the nine Prime Material Plane.

But the problem is that purgatory is distorted.

In purgatory.

Time and space are only relative concepts, not absolute concepts.

I don't know if you can understand.

Let me give you an example.

On the 10th of January in the 10th year of the Quyenian calendar.

You entered purgatory and spent a week there.

During that time, you traveled 100 kilometers from east to west.

From a relative time perspective.

Within this week, your yesterday, today, and Celestial Capital continuous and distinguishable.

But during this period.

You may have experienced the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

This is not because of the unpredictable climate of Purgatory.

Rather, it's due to the instability of time.

If you leave Purgatory on the second day, your return date to Qynan might be January 17th; however, if you choose to leave on the seventh day, your return date to Qynan might be after January 17th, or even January 11th...

In short, it can be any time after January 10th.

This is because you were "corrected" during your return to the Prime Material Plane.

This is not a very complicated concept.

The Prime Material Plane is what people yearn for.

This is because of the stability of its spacetime laws.

In purgatory.

Yesterday was indeed yesterday, and tomorrow will indeed be tomorrow.

But on the time scale of the Prime Material Plane.

Yesterday is not necessarily later than tomorrow.

Similarly.

The same applies to space.

You are indeed traveling from east to west.

But every step you take is not absolutely heading west.

Sometimes it's a big step, sometimes a small step, and sometimes it even involves taking a step or two back.

If you live in purgatory.

After a while, you won't feel any problems.

However, it becomes very troublesome when it comes to high-frequency interdimensional travel.

Um.

You should understand now, right?..."

Sonsonia poured herself a glass of milk.

He gulped it down.

Then she looked at Roger with her big, blinking eyes.

"Understood."

Roger suddenly realized what was happening and left.

"Thank you."

"Hint: You cannot understand Sonsonia's Purgatory Distortion Theory"

Warning: Your blood pressure is starting to rise.

"Shouldn't we put some effort into improving our intelligence?"

Walking on the commercial street of Sea Beast Bay.

For the first time in his life, Roger began to doubt his own intelligence.

They hadn't walked far.

Someone suddenly bumped into him.

My Sixth Sense had already detected it.

But Roger's mind was full of Sonsonia's fallacies and heresies.

She bumped right into him!

"Insight: A female thief has attempted to steal from you."

"Hint: Your ' Tinder Pouch ' has been stolen."

"Sorry..."

She was a girl with a face full of freckles.

She glanced at Roger with some fear, then ran away as fast as she could.

Roger watched her walk away silently.

She let out a soft sigh.

The next second.

Pale golden lines quietly unfolded in his eyelids.