Chapter 48
To be honest, Su Mo was utterly dumbfounded by what he saw.
Ever since he had put a lock on the Microcosm, he had stopped paying much attention to what went on inside.
After all, no matter what they did, they could not overturn the heavens.
As long as they did not suddenly go extinct or try to escape, it really did not matter.
Besides, he had only just tossed an Ultraman and an ant inside.
Huh! Where was my ant?!
Fuck!
Transmigrators really fucking knew how to stir up trouble!
My monster!
My figurine!
He was a monster that had destroyed an entire civilization, and you just killed him!!!
Did you know how hard something like that was to come by?!
Did you know how rare it was?!
That was a discontinued edition!!!!
Forcing down the heartache inside him, Su Mo turned to the livestream's bullet comments.
Although he could return directly to the Microcosm, things had already come to this, so he might as well watch the stream first.
As the saying went, goofy netizens brought endless joy. Perhaps reading their comments would be more entertaining.
[Namo Amitabhaya...]
[By decree of the Supreme Lord, may your lonely soul be delivered; may all ghosts and spirits, and the four forms of birth, receive grace...]
[Boundless Heavenly Venerable...]
[Brother Pineapple, don't be like this! I'm scared!]
[Zhang Qiancheng, think of your parents, think of your wi-uh, never mind that one. Bro, stop leaking black Qi, I'm scared~~~]
[My child, Mom's begging you, don't do this. You're breaking Mom's heart!]
[Son...]
[...Those whose lives have ended dwell in the intermediate state, their forms like little children, their sins and blessings yet undetermined; merits should be cultivated for them...]
[Amen. God bless you!]
[May the Holy Light be with you!]
[You foreigner up there, Brother Pineapple is leaking black Qi, and you're saying the Holy Light is with him!!!]
Su Mo silently watched the unfamiliar scriptures popping up in the livestream from time to time, rather speechless.
Seriously, what exactly had he experienced?
I only stepped out to buy a phone. What on earth had you all done?
Why wouldn't anyone come out and explain it to me?!
After watching a while longer and confirming that people really were posting scriptures nonstop, he finally decided to go into the Microcosm and take a look.
As his words fell, Su Mo willed it and appeared inside the Microcosm.
Then he began replaying Big Pineapple's life.
Mainly, the events after he had gone out to buy a phone.
There had not been much of a problem at first. They had suffered a famine and taken turns getting beaten by mosquitoes and ants.
But it was a primitive civilization. That sort of thing could not have been more normal.
Then he saw Big Pineapple kill the ant in his collection.
At that moment, Su Mo truly wanted to curse, Useless trash!
You weren't like this back in the previous civilization!
Yet you came here and ended up like this!!!
Sure enough, wild-caught was wild-caught. Not nearly as dependable as Dark Tiga.
Then Su Mo glanced at Dark Tiga, who was still standing in the shattered ruins of the Ultra Empire, and considered whether to retrieve him.
If this one got smashed too, that would be another discontinued edition gone.
Forget it. That can wait. First, let's see what exactly is going on with this Pineapple.
After that, Su Mo watched Big Pineapple charge into the ant nest, gravely wound the queen, Little Pineapple become king, and Yu Ji slit her own throat. He went completely numb.
He had not noticed before. Only when Yu Ji died for love before his eyes did he learn that this female member of the Asura Clan was named Yu Ji!
Were you fucking out of your mind, giving her that name?!
Didn't you know how Yu Ji died?!
Farewell My Concubine, was it?!
She certainly was Yu Ji, but did you have no fucking idea whether you were the Hegemon-King?!
Great. Now Yu Ji has done what she was supposed to do, and the plot has run its course.
And you?!
You're just sitting here leaking black Qi!
Those in the know would realize you were turning dark.
Anyone else would think you were a coal briquette that had gained sentience!
Faced with this situation, Su Mo really did not know how to roast him anymore.
Look at you. With such poor mental resilience, why become a transmigrator?!
Big Pineapple: ???
When did I ever want to become a transmigrator?!
Who knew which fucking bastard dragged me in here?!
Fuck your &%#￥****...
...(Transmigrator Zhang Qiancheng's swearing was too foul, so this section has been muted)...
Although Su Mo admitted that locking the door made him partly responsible.
But setting that aside, was Big Pineapple completely blameless?!
Sure, Liu Dajun had wanted to bring the Ultra People to Earth.
But he had lived for over two hundred years, after all. If his time had not run out later, he could even have lived longer.
And you?!
A transmigrator, kicking the bucket after just twenty-odd years!
An absolute disgrace to transmigrators.
Although somewhat displeased, he still pondered how to resolve the matter.
Or rather, he wanted to study exactly what this little black fellow was made of.
The next moment, Big Pineapple's information appeared before Su Mo.
Of course, what exactly these things were called was hard to say, but all of it appeared in words Su Mo himself could understand.
[Name: Zhang Qiancheng] [Status: Resentful Soul (Soul Resentful of the World)] [Supernatural level: 1] [Divine rank: 3.14] [Potential: Level four] [Description: King of the Four-Armed Shura Clan. Attained the supernatural through the Tears of Despair. Grew amid endless resentment after death, breaking through the limitations of the Tears of Despair to become a Resentful Soul. As an inherently supernatural existence, possesses tremendous cultivation potential.] [Growth method: The longer the time and the greater the resentment, the faster the growth. Recommended cultivation rating: four stars.]
Su Mo stroked his chin as he studied the information before him, sinking into thought.
Seriously, why did everything I created as a Creator God turn out so strange?
If it wasn't Tears of Despair, it was a Soul Resentful of the World.
Why did this make me look like a villain?
So, should I cultivate this Zhang Qiancheng or not?
But his growth potential was four stars. His highest achievement could reach level four.
Moreover, he was different from those who attained the supernatural by borrowing someone else's supernatural items.
For instance, ordinary members of the Asura Clan used water from the Lake of Despair as their foundation, then used the power of pain as a catalyst to draw out the supernatural power within their bodies.
This method had limitations. The Tears of Despair themselves were limited to level three.
Never mind merely borrowing some power from the Tears of Despair-even swallowing the whole thing would only let them reach level three.
In fact, because the Tears of Despair were not theirs, they could not reach level three at all. At most, they could reach the peak of level two.
But Big Pineapple was different. Through his own strength alone, he had forcibly-and eerily-raised his supernatural level to level four.
Moreover, he had created it himself, and it was best suited to his present condition.
So becoming a level-four supernatural being was only a matter of time for him.
But there was another issue: if the world or civilization Su Mo cultivated reached supernatural level three, his Creator God level would break through level one, making him a Level Two Creator God.
So perhaps I should restrict him, or have him break through to level three while I'm destroying the world.
That way, the divine rank I gain won't decrease, and I can smoothly become a Level Two Creation God.
It would be best if that ant could pull its weight too.
Then two of them would break through to level three together. Wouldn't that be an insane haul?
Mm, that's a good idea. Perhaps I can make it work.
But I'll have to watch carefully. I must destroy the world before he reaches level three, or I'll take a bit of a loss.
With that thought, Su Mo set a reminder. The moment Big Pineapple showed signs of breaking through to level three, he would destroy the world without hesitation.
Style?
What use was that?
Could you eat it?
How much divine rank was it worth per pound?
After setting up the alert and confirming that Big Pineapple had been anchored by his universe and could not run around, Su Mo left again.
He took another look at the livestream. Scriptures and words urging Big Pineapple to calm down still filled the screen, so he exited the stream.
Mm, since things have come to this, let's eat first!
Big Pineapple was like an existence abandoned by the world. Every moment, his heart brimmed with resentment toward this world and the Ant Clan.
The resentful Qi around him grew ever more abundant and ever heavier.
Again and again, he watched his son head to the battlefield to avenge him, avenge Yu Ji, and fulfill their earlier promise.
Ever since Yu Ji's death, Big Pineapple had never chatted with the people in the livestream again. Even when they kept flooding the chat, he could ignore them outright.
Because by now, he no longer needed his eyes to see. His mental power could perceive everything outside.
He could feel that, with just a little more progress, a little more strength, he would be able to use his mental power to manipulate physical objects just as he did with his telekinesis.
Although he still could not leave that spot, he believed that as long as he grew strong enough, he would surely break free of this place!
By now, the livestream's audience had reached the tens of millions.
Countless people felt a terrifying, sinister chill as they watched Big Pineapple, black Qi rising from his body and both eyes crimson.
The kind of sight that could scare children straight into tears.
Although the atmosphere of the livestream was off, with Daoist priests and monks constantly chanting scriptures, countless people still flocked to it.
Simply because time flowed differently inside.
That year, Zhang Aimin died of illness. Battles in his early years had impaired his fertility, and he had fathered only one daughter in his entire life, naming her Zhang Baoguo.
Zhang Baoguo was not as tall as the other members of the Asura Clan, nor as powerfully built. Especially beside Zhang Aimin, who had fought his entire life, she reached only his shoulder and looked very thin.
But his appearance bore a ninety-percent resemblance to her grandmother, Yu Ji.
That year, Zhang Baoguo succeeded to the throne, becoming the Asura Clan's third monarch.
As ever, she inherited her forebears' dying wish to eradicate the Ant Clan. Although the current ant queen had already fled west, that did not stop Zhang Baoguo from wanting to kill it.
Because his father, Zhang Aimin, had said that this was his lifelong regret, and also the lifelong regret of that grandfather you had never met.
Since childhood, she had heard her father say that her grandfather was the hero of the entire Asura Clan, its true king!
The Asuras had risen because of him, and the legends about him were far too numerous.
Since childhood, she had idolized her grandfather, although he had never met him.
In the eighth year of her reign, the Ant Clan had never appeared, but a plume of black mist soared into the sky from the ant nest her father had once razed to the ground!