Giving Someone a Slap, Then a Sweet Treat!

Slap me, then give me a treat.

Alvin understood this simple principle: the carrot and stick approach is applicable in any era.

After the big stick is used up, it's time for the "sweet date".

"Actually, it's not that I can't give you freedom." Alvin paused for a few seconds deliberately to attract the Void Dragon's attention before slowly saying, "This is the truth. I never lie, including just now. You didn't notice the problem yourself, so you can't blame me, can you?"

The Void Dragon thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true.

Although Alvin had messed things up, at least during the conversation, he hadn't lied to him at all; every word he said was true, except for a few missing sentences.

"What do you want?" By now, the Void Dragon had learned its lesson and asked for the price first.

"It's simple." Alvin snapped his fingers, a familiar smile on his face. "I can grant you your freedom, but on the condition that... you serve me for five hundred years. During that time, you will be my slave. After five hundred years, I will release you."

"Do you think I'd still believe you?" The Void Dragon was momentarily tempted, but quickly recovered and stared at him warily.

"Five hundred years isn't a long time for C'tan, is it?" Alvin laughed, nonchalantly. "Besides, whether you agree or not doesn't seem to prevent me from controlling you, does it? It's just a bit more troublesome, having to order you around every time."

That makes a lot of sense... - The Void Dragon thought to himself, even if he refused, wouldn't he still have to be a slave?

Since that's the case, we might as well just agree!

"How do I know you're not trying to trick me this time?!" The Void Dragon, already terrified of being tricked, was afraid of falling into an even deeper trap.

"Do you have any other choice?" Alvin shrugged and smiled. "No, you don't. I'm only saying this in the hope that you'll cooperate with me for the rest of my life. Just five hundred years..."

"That's probably all I'll live for. After I die, I'll give you your freedom, okay?"

"Are you sure it will only take five hundred years?!"

The Void Dragon was a little incredulous and asked him to confirm again.

Five hundred years is but a fleeting moment for C'tan; it's far better than being trapped in the "Hyperdimensional Cube," used as a "power bank" by Necron, right?

"Of course, five hundred years!"

Alvin smiled and said gently, "Moreover, I won't just release you; if you can satisfy me, I'll find other 'fragments' for you. How about it?"

"Real?!"

Upon hearing this condition, the Void Dragon was truly tempted.

Even if he gains freedom, he may not be able to escape, since the power of the fragments is ultimately limited, which introduces a hidden danger.

But now, his last worry has been dispelled by Alvin. As long as he can fuse the power of two or three more fragments, he is confident that he can escape even if a Necron Dynasty comes!

"I swear in the name of the Emperor!"

Alvin pulled out the Yellow Skin again, his face serious, and said, "As long as you obediently serve me for five hundred years, I will find at least five fragments for you, and I will also restore your freedom!"

"Okay, let's do it!"

The Void Dragon's attack was completely wiped out, and he immediately felt full of energy, wishing he could get to work right now!

Great, very energetic!

Alvin nodded in satisfaction. He hadn't expected that the tricks used to manipulate ordinary workers in the 3K Era would still work just as well against the C'tan!

At that time, he will also show Void Dragon how capitalists from the 3K Era exploit their workers!

Performance appraisal, interested in learning more?

Torzak and Hilda had finally made it through layers of traps, emerging from the passage covered in dust and dirt, only to find Alvin looking completely unfazed, as if nothing had happened. They felt it was a bit unfair!

Why is it that after all that effort, nearly getting trapped and killed, they finally made it here, while Alvin is completely unharmed?

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

"You've come at the perfect time, let me introduce you."

Alvin pointed to the metal armor beside him, its head bowed like a puppet, and said, "This is the famous C'tan, the Void Dragon Magradros, who is now my slave."

The Void Dragon clenched its fists; if its body weren't made of metal, it probably would have burst its blood vessels from rage.

However, his pride lasted only half a second.

"What are you standing there for? Want to get your favorite slap in the face?!" Seeing that there was no response, Alvin slapped him across the face.

Snap!

The Void Dragon was slapped to the ground, its resentment growing even stronger, but it was powerless against Alvin. So, this mighty C'tan swallowed its pride and said, "Yes, Master!"

"Master, Master?!"

Torzak and Hilda were stunned, turning to look at the "Void Dragon" beside them, seemingly bewildered.

What on earth happened?!

They were only separated for half an hour, so how come the Void Dragon had become a slave when they met again?

Torzak felt his thoughts were becoming muddled, and the eerie green flames in his eye sockets flickered wildly. "Wait, let me explain—you mean, the metal armor standing next to you is the 'Void Dragon'?"

He found it hard to believe. This was a legendary C'tan, a powerful C'tan second only to the Night Haunter. How could he have become a slave in the blink of an eye?

"To be precise, it only contains the consciousness of the Void Dragon." Alvin turned around and gestured with his chin towards the Hyperdimensional Cube. "Look, the Star God Fragment you're looking for is still in there."

Torzak glanced at it and could confirm that the "Star God Fragment" inside the Hyperdimensional Cube had completely lost its value and was merely an empty shell.

Could it really be true?!

The Necron Lord turned around, dumbfounded, as if his entire body had been struck by lightning. "You—you really are, Void Dragon Magradros?!"

"Snort."

Despite being enslaved, the Void Dragon still retained a degree of pride deep down, after all, it was once one of the most powerful C'tan: "Pathetic servants, when did you dare to question your former master!"

He only used a little of his consciousness, and the entire space in the Tomb World seemed to be pried open by some powerful order. A terrifying pressure, vast and boundless, engulfed Torzak like a tsunami!

It's true!

Sensing the turbulence of the surrounding Materium, Torzak was shocked. It was no mistake—within this metal armor was the C'tan "Void Dragon"!

"How... how did you do that?!" Torzak was going crazy. This was something only the Necron Dynasty, or even the Phaeron, could accomplish!

Normally, if Star God Fragment escapes, even Necron would need the power of the entire dynasty to reseal it!

But what about now?

Alvin sealed away one of the strongest C'tan, the "Void Dragon," all by himself, even if it was just a fragment—that was almost a fantasy!

"Well... it's a secret." Alvin smiled. Of course, he couldn't possibly impart knowledge about "magic" to the alien race.

"..." Torzak was incredibly itchy to get the answer he wanted, which was the greatest temptation for a tech geek who was always looking for the unknown.

Looking at Alvin, he seemed to finally understand why the Trazyn the Infinite, valued a human so much.

Although he had been in contact with Alvin for some time, the deeper he went, the more he felt that there seemed to be a huge mystery hidden in this human being!

The intuition of Necron tells Torzak.

Perhaps the secret that the Trazyn the Infinite has been searching for is hidden within this human!