I'm Actually a Councilor

Hong walked over to Thor with a solemn expression, gently patting him on the shoulder as he said seriously, "Lei Zi, there's something I've never told you."

"What is it?" Thor asked in surprise.

"You actually have no talent for jokes." Hong sighed and slowly said in a tone meant to hurt Thor as little as possible, "All those jokes you made with me before—I only pretended to laugh. Of course, it's not your fault. Mainly, my standards for humor are high. You know I'm an assassin; it comes with the profession."

Thor's face immediately turned red. "Big Brother, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Hong's voice grew low. "I thought you knew. So when you said you were defeated by Zhou Hao this time, that kind of joke really isn't funny at all."

"Big Brother, maybe I used to like joking around, but this time, I really wasn't joking!" Thor hurriedly defended himself. "That little kid Zhou Hao isn't a Beginner General at all. He's a Peak War God! And a Mental Power Master at the Peak War God level!"

Hong stared at Thor. "Four years old? Peak War God?"

Thor nodded heavily.

"A Peak War God Mental Power Master—you sparred with him, and then you lost?" Hong asked again.

"Yes." Thor nodded once more.

A perfectly fake smile appeared on Hong's face. "All right, Lei Zi, I laughed. Let's drop this matter and discuss how to deal with the Beast Emperor on Mist Island instead."

As he spoke, his expression turned grave. "My injuries will still need a month to fully recover. During that time, the Cloud-Soaring Vine can continue growing alongside me. In at most half a year, the boost it gives me should reach over thirty percent. With your assistance then..."

Seeing this, Thor simply activated his wristwatch's recording function and projected it inside the quiet room. He had obtained this wristwatch from Ancient Civilization Relics, and it was extremely precious. Aside from its recording function, it could also project and play virtual reality footage.

At once.

The scene of Zhou Hao controlling an advanced Heaven-Piercing Shuttle while sparring with Thor appeared in the quiet room.

Hong, who had been speaking, abruptly fell silent, his gaze fixed tightly on the virtual footage.

Less than a minute later.

The projection finished playing.

Thor repeated, "I really wasn't joking."

Hong fell silent. Only after a long while did he say, "A four-year-old Peak War God—and you had suppressed your strength to around the third level of the Planetary level, yet you still lost!"

"It seems my earlier guess was right. Zhou Hao really did obtain an inheritance from Ancient Civilization Relics!"

As an assassin, Hong rarely showed his emotions, but this time he was truly shaken. "Cosmic civilizations really are powerful. They actually managed to cultivate four-year-old Zhou Hao to such a level..."

Thor sighed. "Yeah. Strictly speaking, Big Brother, you and I both received part of an inheritance from Ancient Civilization Relics. That's why the two of us grew the fastest during the Great Nirvana."

Hong's tone suddenly became grave. "The more powerful cosmic civilizations are, the more danger Earth faces. Once Zhou Hao grows a few years older, there are some things we'll have to tell him."

"I understand."

In the blink of an eye, three or four months passed.

Global Elite Training Camp.

Jiangnan Pavilion, filled with an ancient charm.

Zhou Hao, now as tall as a six-year-old child, lounged against a wooden chair with one leg crossed over the other, eating fruit. Before him, sharp metallic sounds rang out in bursts.

"Sis, not bad. You've only been in the training camp for a little over four months, but your blade techniques have improved incredibly fast. Teacher Xia truly is a War God who specializes in blade techniques, and he really knows how to teach students," Zhou Hao praised.

Whoosh.

Zhou Ying'er, dressed in black training clothes that accentuated her curving figure, sheathed her blade and stood still.

Fine beads of sweat covered her smooth forehead. Hearing Zhou Hao's words, she habitually rolled her eyes, sat down in the wooden chair beside him, took a sip of cool boiled water, and said, "You should say that in front of Teacher Xia. He'd definitely be overjoyed."

Zhou Hao curled his lips. "We can't let Teacher Xia get too proud. By the way, the training camp will be holding a life-and-death adventure in a few days. Did you wear the black protective suit I gave you last time?"

"No." Zhou Ying'er looked seriously at Zhou Hao. "That's a Black God Suit. Even a Mid-level War God like Teacher Xia doesn't have one. I specifically asked about it. Every War God can only possess one Black God Suit. Even if it's a reward, you'd have to obtain it from Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9."

"Xiao Hao, you've already given your sister enough. The Black God Suit is a precious protective suit that can save your life. I can't accept it."

Helplessness appeared on Zhou Hao's face. He had guessed that Zhou Ying'er had not worn it.

"Sis, I already have a Black God Suit on me. The one the martial hall rewarded me with is extra. If you don't wear it, it'll just go to waste!"

Smack!

A precise flick landed on his forehead.

Zhou Ying'er snorted. "Stop trying to fool your sister. The HR Alliance might give you precious resources like Spirits of Grass and Wood, but it wouldn't casually give you a Black God Suit. Only the Limit Martial Hall has these things. If the HR Alliance applied for one for you, then the Limit Martial Hall wouldn't reward you with another."

Zhou Hao knew it was much harder to fool Zhou Ying'er now. She was no longer the inexperienced martial artist who had struggled through Jiangnan Base City in the past.

"Cough, cough..." After a dry cough, a thought crossed his mind, and a black layer immediately covered his body. "Sis, do you believe me now?"

Zhou Ying'er's lips parted slightly. "Xiao Hao, you... how did you..."

Zhou Hao cut her off. "Don't ask how I got it. Just wear that Black God Suit without worry. When you go on that life-and-death adventure in the Wilderness Zone in a few days, only then can I rest easy."

Zhou Ying'er fell silent.

During these four-plus months at the training camp, she had learned much information and come to understand many things. That medicinal wine her younger brother had given their mother, for instance, had an eighty percent chance of being steeped with Spirits of Grass and Wood. And her physical fitness had soared during this time, rising all the way from a High-level Warrior when she entered the training camp to a High-level General. Such an enormous change was definitely connected to her younger brother.

And now.

Just as she had said, neither the HR Alliance nor the Limit Martial Hall could have given Zhou Hao two Black God Suits. In other words, the suit on her younger brother's body was something he had acquired himself.

All these matters undoubtedly showed that her younger brother had secrets.

Seeing Zhou Ying'er remain silent, Zhou Hao hesitated before deciding to reveal a little. "Sis, actually, I..."

"All right, Xiao Hao, I promise you. I'll go put on the Black God Suit in a while. You don't need to tell me about your affairs." Zhou Ying'er smiled as she cut him off. Then, with another smack, she flicked Zhou Hao on the forehead again. "After all, you're my little brother."

With that, she quickly left the living room.

Zhou Hao shouted irritably, "Sis, why are you running away so fast? I actually wanted to tell you that I'm a Councilor. Don't you admire Councilors so much?"

Zhou Ying'er's voice soon came drifting back from afar. "Stupid little brother, all you know is how to fool me. You want me to admire you? A Councilor? I'll be thanking heaven and earth if you can reach High-level War God by the time you graduate from the training camp."

"Believe it or not, I'm only saying it this once!" Zhou Hao shouted.

"Go on, go on. You can make your own bed today."

PS: Thanks to Eye of the Lone Emperor for the 100-coin reward. There are still around ten investments left before the quota is full. Also, next week's promotion will be weak, so I hope everyone won't stockpile chapters, or this really will die.