Oh no, someone starved to death on the street?!

The night within the sea of consciousness was naturally the time for Lin Nuo to hold meetings with his beloved subjects.

However, at this moment in the sea of consciousness, aside from Lin Nuo's figure, there were only four others present: Lin Xiu, Lin Fan, Lin Tian, and Lin Yan.

"Where is Lin Rui?" Lin Nuo asked curiously, looking toward Lin Fan, who was studying the Soul Tool blueprints Lin Xiu had provided. Upon hearing his words, Lin Fan looked up.

He raised his head and said, "He should be... just about starved to death on the street."

The other four: "..."

Seeing the four of them staring at him in silence, Lin Fan said with some helplessness, "I tried sending people to the Heaven Dou Empire to find him, but it was impossible to track that guy down. From the information gathered, he seems to be wandering around, eating without paying, but he's thick-skinned and tough enough that he won't die."

The corners of Lin Nuo's mouth twitched, "Good grief, why is Lin Rui's starting point even worse than mine!"

At this time, Lin Xiu chimed in, "It seems his starting point is indeed the worst among us—an orphan with no home and no money, forced to wander. And since he represents the life attribute, if he doesn't eat..."

"Doesn't that mean this guy might actually starve to death?" Lin Tian couldn't help but ask.

Lin Nuo didn't give an answer. His gaze fell upon the Throne of Life, and seeing no issues with the throne, he regained his focus and offered his own conclusion: "He shouldn't have starved to death yet."

"Then, Lin Fan, it will be a bother for you to spend some time looking for him later," Lin Xiu added. To starve to death before even serving the main body—just how bad could this guy's luck be?

Lin Fan nodded in agreement; he wouldn't just sit by and watch his companion starve to death.

"Then let us begin today's meeting," Lin Nuo said slowly, initiating the discussion. "My martial soul is a body-type martial soul with the time attribute. What about you all?"

"It is a body-type martial soul with the right-and-wrong attribute, accompanied by the darkness attribute." As he spoke, Lin Xiu reached out, and a mass of pitch-black substance appeared in his hand.

Lin Fan seemed to notice something, leaned in to look, and asked after a moment, "I remember you saying you were going to infiltrate Shrek Academy as a mole, right?"

"Yes? What about it?" Lin Xiu nodded, not understanding why Lin Fan brought that up.

After rubbing his chin in thought for a few seconds, he said slowly, "Your martial soul is like a Humanoid God-Slaying Cannonball; it's perfectly suited for the job."

Hearing this, Lin Xiu immediately understood what Lin Fan meant. "My ability can indeed force those brainwashed people to instantly distinguish right from wrong, but the soul power consumption is massive. Unless absolutely necessary, I really don't like using this ability."

"That is true." Lin Fan nodded in agreement. "However, it is just a suggestion, if possible." As he said this, his gaze slowly fell on Lin Nuo, and he said word by word, "You could try to lay the groundwork in your timeline for the boss to use it."

"I have considered this, and I even think it's perfect."

"Then what is your plan?" Lin Fan became interested, and the other two looked at Lin Xiu as well. Only Lin Nuo understood what this guy was about to say.

Under their curious gazes, Lin Xiu said slowly, "I'll just have the Ghost Emperor act as A-Nuo's bodyguard when the time comes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence. Except for Lin Nuo, the other three stared fixedly at Lin Xiu, who had uttered such a thing. Having the Ghost Emperor act as Lin Nuo's bodyguard—was that even a human idea?

Lin Tian was the first to lose his composure. His brows knit together as he warned, "You'd better be careful. Don't end up failing to protect A-Nuo and instead push him into becoming the Holy Spirit Cult Saint Son!"

If the Ghost Emperor protected the boss and the high-ranking officials of the Sun Moon Federation found out, Lin Nuo would be finished. It was truly a wonder how this guy came up with such an idea.

Lin Xiu, however, was not flustered at all, clearly having considered it long ago. He slowly raised his eyes, his tone firm: "You don't need to worry about that; I have my own arrangements."

"Besides, A-Nuo, you will definitely like this 'gift' I have chosen for you."

Lin Nuo looked at his confident expression and helplessly rubbed his forehead, his tone full of compromise: "Don't do anything flashy; just keep it normal."

"OK."

Just then, Lin Yan, who had been silently listening, finally spoke, his tone tinged with helplessness as he pulled the derailed topic back: "I say, haven't we strayed way too far off-topic?"

They were supposed to be discussing martial souls, yet they had jumped to having the Ghost Emperor act as the boss's bodyguard—the topic shift was absurd.

Soon, Lin Nuo realized that everyone's martial souls were body-type martial souls, only they had all inherited the power of the throne's authority, which was truly interesting.

However, one guy was particularly unique. Lin Nuo's gaze fell on Lin Tian, "You also carry a weapon?"

"Something like that, boss." Lin Tian replied casually. With a flick of his fingertips and a flash of faint light, a long bow blending blue and white appeared out of thin air.

The bow body shimmered with a faint halo, its lines clean and sharp, blending perfectly with his temperament and suiting him exceptionally well.

"Heh~ the martial soul is too trashy, so you have to rely on a weapon to make up the numbers," Lin Yan sneered from the side, unable to hold back the jab.

Hearing this, Lin Tian's brows furrowed instantly, his eyes darkening. He glared at Lin Yan with dissatisfaction, his tone laced with gunpowder: "What? Lin Yan, are you looking to have a fight with me?"

"Bring it on! Who's afraid of who!" Lin Yan retorted, neck stiff, suppressed anger surging in his eyes. In front of outsiders, he could still give this arrogant and narcissistic guy some face, but here, he didn't want to endure it anymore; he just wanted to vent.

Watching the two about to fight, Lin Fan moved to intervene but was held back by Lin Nuo, "Let them be. They can't die here anyway."

Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded and began discussing Lin Nuo's time martial soul.

"The fact that the Silver Dragon King Na'er appeared by your side means that our future fusion is something truly orchestrated by you." Lin Fan gave his answer. Time was just that buggy; no one could resist the wear and tear it inflicted on all things and creatures.

Lin Nuo nodded: "The same as what I thought."

Time was too vast; simply put, it represented the future, the present, and the past. The present represented him, the past represented the other five, and the future was the fused self.

Just then, the Throne of Life began to glow, instantly drawing everyone's attention, realizing that this guy Lin Rui hadn't actually starved to death.

During the era of The Peerless Tang Sect, in a certain forest, a young man leaned against a tree, muttering to himself: "So hungry~ I want to eat something so badly, someone save me!"

Lin Rui hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, and the meal he had eaten without paying had resulted in him being beaten by the owner to settle the debt.

He was truly the most miserable soul fragment, with the worst background, not a penny to his name, and nearly starving to death on the street... ┭┮﹏┭┮!

Suddenly, a rich, fragrant scent in the forest caught his attention. Lin Rui sniffed the air; he smelled the aroma of food!

He immediately followed the scent of the food, realizing that the heavens had not abandoned him after all.