"Is this... a camp?"
"A gathering place for Ye Yu's Believers?"
"Excellent. My chance has come!"
A crude camp came into Wodema's view. He stopped, a hint of delight appearing on his face.
Naturally, if he wanted to investigate Ye Yu's trump cards, he couldn't just go and ask Ye Yu directly.
So it was undoubtedly wiser to get the information out of Ye Yu's Believers!
Wodema didn't think his plan could fail.
After all, he, Wodema, looked just like a human.
Passing himself off as one of Ye Yu's Believers couldn't be more perfect!
Those foolish humans wouldn't be able to see through him!
With that thought, Wodema smiled smugly and descended from the sky.
The next moment, he strode toward the camp with elegant steps.
A short while later, Wodema entered the camp.
The instant he appeared, the entire camp fell silent.
Countless players turned their eyes toward him in unison.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Wodema paused in surprise.
But he paid it no mind.
This bunch of foolish humans couldn't possibly see through his identity.
Everyone basically looked alike. The only differences were hair color, skin color, and eye color!
What was so strange about that?
In the World of Gods, people came in all kinds of skin colors. Everyone was used to it by now!
Wodema didn't think these foolish humans before him would mistake him for a different race.
"Oh my god, a foreigner's here!"
"Awesome! Immortal Path really does have foreign players!"
"It's Nation War! How's this foreigner got the nerve to stroll right into our territory? Isn't he afraid we'll gang up on him?"
"Look at him. He keeps glancing around. Could he be a foreign spy?"
"No way. Are foreigners really that dumb? They didn't even bother disguising themselves?"
"They're from the land of the free and beautiful America, you know. They're used to acting like they own the place!"
The atmosphere around them was extremely strange. Only the players' hushed murmurs broke the silence.
Wodema strolled through the camp with an easy swagger, a charming smile on his face.
Just as he'd expected!
These ignorant mortals had no idea he was a god!
Smiling smugly to himself, he looked around.
Soon, his gaze landed on Kaitou Kid.
"This mortal has yellow skin, black eyes, and black hair, too!"
"But his bearing is somewhat like that of my Believers!"
"Perhaps... he's the leader of this group of humans?"
"Excellent. I can try to get some information out of him!"
With that thought, Wodema walked over to Kaitou Kid, smiling.
The players nearby widened their eyes at the sight.
Even now, they still had no idea what this foreign "player" was here for!
But they were sure of one thing: with Nation War underway, this foreign "player" certainly hadn't come for anything good.
"What do we do? Should we kill him?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. We don't know what's going on yet. I don't think we should act rashly."
"Should we notify Great God Gu Du? He is, after all, the commander-in-chief!"
"Good idea. I'll send Great God Gu Du a private message and see what he suggests!"
Wodema's arrival had been too sudden and strange, so the players didn't act rashly. After a quick discussion, they decided to notify Gu Du first!
One of the players immediately began sending Gu Du a private message.
By then, Wodema had already stopped in front of Kaitou Kid.
"Greetings, my gentlemanly friend!"
Wodema's face was alight with a charming smile.
His pallid face wore an utterly harmless expression.
Kaitou Kid glanced at Wodema, the corner of his mouth curling into a strange smile.
He couldn't help but think:
As expected of a foreign player. That accent was the first thing out of his mouth!
I was going to sit back and watch, but now it looks like...
Thinking this, Kaitou Kid smiled at Wodema.
"Hello, my friend from beautiful America!"
Wodema was a little dazed when he heard that.
He could more or less understand what the other man was saying, but some of the words left him baffled.
Beautiful America?
What was that supposed to mean?
Could the man be calling him beautiful?
Well, Wodema did have noble blood and was a god. Of course he had an elegant and charming air about him!
Still, humans were ignorant, after all.
How could "beautiful" describe a noble god like him?
Though Wodema was disdainful inside, he kept his charming smile.
"My friend, does your God..."
After a few pleasantries, Wodema began to ask.
Before he could finish, Kaitou Kid nodded, as if he understood perfectly!
"Got it, got it. I know your God!"
"God, right? Who hasn't heard of him?"
"That old bachelor who's into BDSM!"
"But he's not popular around here."
As he spoke, Kaitou Kid reached out and patted Wodema.
Wodema's face went blank.
God?
What was that?
And what was BDSM?
His head was full of question marks. He had no idea that his coat had already vanished!
The players nearby couldn't help sucking in a breath.
What was this foreign player up to?
Why had he taken off his gear for no reason?
Could he be trying to show he came in peace?
"My friend, I was asking about my God..."
Wodema frowned and pressed on.
He was sure the mortal in front of him knew something about Ye Yu's trump cards.
Just look at how calm he was. Clearly, he held a high position among Ye Yu's Believers!
Wodema didn't want to miss such a good chance to pry for information!
"Why do you keep bringing up that old bachelor?"
"I told you, your God isn't popular here!"
"You should talk about the Jade Emperor, the Buddha... even the Monkey King would do!"
Kaitou Kid smiled and patted Wodema again!
As he used the Sleight of Hand Technique, Wodema's shirt vanished.
His skinny upper body was left completely bare.
Under the system's restrictions, even a Demi-God like Wodema couldn't resist the Sleight of Hand Technique!
But this time, Wodema finally realized something was wrong.
Why did he feel so chilly?
He looked down and saw that all his clothes from the waist up were gone!
Wodema was instantly dumbfounded!
Although he was a Demi-God, he couldn't create things out of thin air.
So he couldn't conjure himself some clothes, or even use Divine Power to cover his body!
After all, this was Ye Yu's Divine Domain, and he was under a certain degree of suppression here!
Wodema immediately panicked.
But Kaitou Kid wasn't about to let him off so easily!
He grabbed Wodema's arm with one hand and reached toward him with the other!
The players nearby widened their eyes at the sight!
"Damn, they're getting frisky!"
"He's taking it off! The foreigner's taking it off again!"
"Oh my god, my eyes! This time he's even taken off his pants!"
"What's he trying to do? Performance art?"
"You know, that's actually possible. Don't foreigners love this kind of thing? Maybe he's about to go streaking!"
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