You're Right, but This Is the King of Rap / Godfather Xiao Xi

Miss Lin: "..."

How can it still be repaired? The kids around Cong Yu are getting more and more outrageous... It was Xiao Cui before, and now it's Nagashima Koki.

The Rap King knew Xiao Xi before, but back then Nagashima Koki didn't have this outrageous ability that even gods could see.

Does spending too much time with Cong Yu lead to a rapid increase in strength?

Thinking this through, the Rap King carefully examined Cong Yu, pondering whether he should open a branch of his record company in Wind City.

Perhaps if I spend some time with Cong Yu, my strength will improve even further (meaning I can surpass Takemikazuchi and become second to last)?

"I'm ready!"

As Nagashima Koki said this, she covered her eyes with her hands and chanted, "All the illusions of this world!"

"Orders issued in the name of Nagashima Koki shall be shattered before me! I shall see through this entire chaotic world!"

It's worth mentioning that this chant was something Nagashima Koki came up with during her ten-minute break...

Of course, she doesn't need to chant to use her eyes; it's probably just a case of being a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)...

In another year, she will indeed reach the age of "chuunibyou" (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur).

Therefore, Cong Yu can understand her.

"Ha!"

Nagashima Koki's eyes widened!

"Bang!"

The eye burst open again, or rather, shattered, cracking... but this time there seemed to be no blood spurting out.

So, Nagashima Koki didn't even cover her eyes, simply stating the result. "It's negative 151."

What's the meaning?

Apart from Cong Yu, no one else understood what this meant... but Cong Yu understood perfectly.

That's the timeline Moerae was "manufactured" in the correct historical timeline, based on a little calculation.

If so...

It is 2150.

2150?!

How... is that possible?!

Chapter 634 You're right, but that's just how Rap King.

Will Moerae be completed in 2150?

What the hell?! I've never heard of such a thing.

As someone who happened to travel to 2150, Cong Yu thought it was impossible... their technology must be insufficient.

Honestly, based on Cong Yu's guess, it must be Moerae, who can transcend time and space and has Fate to protect the fate of humanity.

There should only be a need to create such technology when "time travelers" have been identified and the technology has already been abused.

Because they were afraid someone might travel back in time and cause trouble.

That's why Moerae is needed to provide "protection"—that's the correct approach.

If Cong Yu were to guess a timeframe, in terms of technological advancements reaching a certain point in time, it would be at least 2222 or something like that?

Furthermore, there are various challenges such as spacetime paradoxes that need to be overcome.

Therefore, it shouldn't be the same year that Cong Yu traveled through.

No, that's not right... Let me think about it calmly. Although I did time travel in 2150, I can confirm that it was at the beginning of the year.

Perhaps by the end of 2150, a major technological breakthrough will occur, successfully developing technologies for "time travel" and "human rights protection"?

Um...

That's even more impossible!

Hmm... Right, if you think about it carefully, something as outrageous as "Moerae" must have been created in a laboratory.

As an ordinary person who has never left my "home," I should have no way of knowing about the relevant technology.

The gap between different levels of technology, and even the vast differences in understanding, is beyond the scope of this discussion.

Of course, one could also think that they are traveling through a "world" rather than a "time"... it could simply be a parallel world.

However, there is a very serious problem...

That's what you'd call "too much of a coincidence."

Cong Yu couldn't help but think about the fact that he himself had traveled back in time to 2150, and that Moerae had been created in the same year.

Could my time travel be related to the creation of Moerae?

However, we can't conclude that...

After all, before truly seeing the truth, any seemingly reasonable inference is merely speculation, nothing more.

If we treat speculation as established fact when making further judgments, we may stray further and further from the truth.

If only you could see the specific month, Xiao Xi.

It's already pretty good, we can't ask for too much...

"And then... then... I woke up!"

On the train, Nagashima Koki explained to everyone what was wrong with her eyes...

This silenced everyone except Cong Yu.

Cong Yu didn't speak either, even though he already knew about Nagashima Koki's situation, because he was currently thinking about something.

Thinking about very important things, things that no one else can participate in.

Mainly about what

Random associations like "cutting," "the possibility of a Lostbelt is questionable," "human incineration confirmed," "[Could I be a Heroic Spirit?]," "[John Connor hasn't appeared yet?]," "[Are there any androids from the side of justice who have traveled back in time (to the present)?]," "[Is Keanu Reeves here?]," and "[Could I be in the Matrix? When will I get my pill?]"

Even Cong Yu was beginning to feel conflicted.

If someone were to ask me "the red pill or the blue pill," what would I choose?

Is it to return to a sci-fi future that may have already been conquered by Moerae, or to stay in this happy world of the past?

Speaking of which, the guy who gave Keanu Reeves the pills in the Matrix was a black man.

Black person...

Cong Yu pondered, looking at the Rap King's shocked face, and made a quick judgment... Impossible, impossible.

If the Rap King is portrayed as someone who came from the future to awaken a savior, then Cong Yu might as well believe he is the incarnation of God.

After all, God is definitely Black.

(Pigeon God:?!!)

"First do this, then do that, and then you awaken..."

The Death King said this, paused for a moment, and then concluded. "So that's it, it's bloodline."

The Rap King was quite helpless about this, spreading his hands and sighing, "I thought that as long as I stayed by Cong Yu's side, I would become stronger."

I don't think that kind of setting will exist.

Death King shrugged at this; "Ha, in that case, Mike, you're the one who should be playing with Cong Yu the most..."

Although it was meant to be a joke about the Rap King, Death King obviously didn't know that the Rap King had actually thought the same thing before.

However, when it comes to things like "strength," to be honest...

As long as it's "good enough," that's fine...

The Rap King wouldn't be so foolish as to fight other kings; at least in this situation where "those stronger than me don't oppose me," he is invincible.

Being invincible in a narrow sense is still invincible, isn't it?

Or rather, this is the true meaning of "invincibility" in a broader sense—invincibility unaffected by the inherent flaws of human language.

"Anyway, you're in United States, you won't run into enemies in your own gang... and you're walking..."

"I'm not afraid of assassination."

As she spoke, Cong Yu casually pointed to her head and said, "As long as you're not afraid of getting your head blown off while riding in a convertible, that's enough, right?"

What Hell joke...

"Man! That's what they say..."

The Rap King looked somewhat sentimental as he slammed his hands on the table inside the Jormungandr Train, causing a ripple.

Yes, the table, like pork, almost like fatty meat, throbbed as he slammed it.

Rap King: "..."

"Fuxk, that's weird."

After a soft complaint, the Rap King coughed lightly. "Although I have enough power, I really still don't want to be at the bottom."

Death King: "There are only thirteen... fourteen people in total, so someone has to be at the bottom. It can't be me, can it?"

Cong Yu: "Indeed..."

Death King: "Ugh, damn it..."

Feeling somewhat displeased, the Death King looked at the coffin placed to the side, hoping she would say something.

The Sun King: "..."

The Sun King remained silent, but quietly extended his bandaged hand through a small hole in the side of the coffin, took some biscuits, and put them back inside.

"La means -- I have nothing to say to you."

Cong Yu speaking in front of the Sun King made the Death King feel especially sorrowful... even though everyone knew that the Sun King was actually unable to speak.

Even if you say you're at the bottom, you're not necessarily guaranteed to lose if you face any of us, are you?

Cong Yu, resting her chin on her hand, discussed topics related to the Monster King under the bright gaze of Nagashima Koki: "In your previous battles, you were also holding back against Carlos, weren't you?"

When it comes to the level of the Monster King, truly determining a winner is an extremely long process... an extremely, extremely long process.

Even with the previous earth-shattering clash between Cong Yu and Etzel, which was called a "sparring match," they were still far from determining a winner.

Although I could tell who would win in the end...

However, nothing is certain until the very last moment.

That's how it should be, according to common sense.

In response to Cong Yu's words, the Rap King immediately burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Of course... of course! How could I be that weak!"

Although he said that, the Rap King guiltily looked away...

Wait, wait, wait, really?

Isn't this far, far, far weaker than Takemikazuchi? A precipitous drop in performance?!

Chapter 635 the Godfather Xiao Xi

"It's like this... Mr. Creeper, my daughter went to a bar with another boy two months ago, but was forced to drink alcohol."

As the man spoke, he stood awkwardly in the livehouse, looking at the Rap King sitting in a seat listening to records.

At the same time, he noticed a child sitting behind the "ticket counter" looking over curiously... judging from his appearance, he was Asia.

He couldn't tell their specific nationality.

But why would there be a seemingly ordinary child in a livehouse owned by a Monster King?

Although it was strange, it didn't stop the man from continuing to seek justice from the Rap King: "My daughter fought hard to protect her reputation, but was brutally beaten... her nose was completely shattered."

"She was in so much pain she couldn't even cry out, but I cried for her... I cherished her like a precious gem, but now she's disfigured."