[You have no intention of spending Wealth Source to retrieve the mysterious consciousness stored in the Space-Time Prison.]
[Adhering to the principle that the order of time and space cannot be destroyed, the River of Space-Time will humanely eradicate it.]
[Respected God of Wealth of Wealth! The River of Space-Time has sensed the Star God Air Mass within you. Would you like to spend two million in Wealth Source to bring the Star God Air Mass back?]
[Whether you bring it back or not, the Battle God Air Mass you carry with you will be a gift from the River of Space-Time, accompanying you to the Main Space-Time.]
[Oh, wealthy God of Wealth! Your decisiveness has impressed the River of Space-Time. Although your journey through time is complete, the River of Space-Time longs to see you again.]
[This journey through time and space has ended.]
[The River of Space-Time in this world keenly sensed that you do not belong to this world, but considering our excellent relationship, it specially used the power of time and space to condense a comfortable soft bed for you to lie on.]
[At the same time, a wisp of spacetime power extended from the River of Space-Time of time in this spacetime, notifying the River of Space-Time in the Main Space-Time to come and welcome the great God of Wealth of Wealth back.]
As soon as the voice beside him fell, a soft sleeper car, entirely silver-white, simple yet grand, exuding a fantastical aura, appeared before Su Wen.
Meanwhile, between Su Wen and the soft sleeper, layers of spacetime staircases began to form.
"Not bad!"
Looking at the understated yet luxurious, simple yet high-end sleeper car in front of him, Su Wen couldn't help but sigh.
Without hesitation, he boarded the sleeper berth and lay down quietly.
"Hmm..."
A sense of comfort emanating from the depths of my soul began to emanate from me; the massage effect, powered by the forces of time and space, was many times stronger than that of the world's most skilled masseur.
"Buzz!"
Just then, the Time-Space Soft Sleeper trembled slightly.
The next moment, dragged by an invisible force, they entered the spacetime corridor and began to return to the Main Space-Time.
Su Wen didn't need to look to know that the Main Space-Time's River of Space-Time had probably received a notification and come to pick him up.
But now, Su Wen is immersed in the massage of the power of spacetime and the nourishment of life force. The feeling of comfort and pleasure has dispelled most of the negative emotions that were suppressed in his heart.
The tension gradually eased as they experienced joyful smiles.
After experiencing it, Su Wen understood.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the time-space assistance after each return that his divided soul was able to avoid a mental breakdown while experiencing one horrific future event after another.
Happy times always seem to pass too quickly.
Even though the time spent traversing the time corridor is not short, when you are enjoying the ultimate experience, even a long time will feel very short.
So when Su Wen opened his eyes again, he was already back in the Martial God's office.
"I'm back!"
Su Wen slowly got up and stretched.
"Crunch, crunch!"
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from his body.
"Um?"
Su Wen raised an eyebrow. After carefully comparing the two, he felt that his physical strength and blood concentration had increased by a level.
Moreover, it's the kind of improvement that comes without any worries about the future, and isn't an improvement achieved by overdrawing potential.
The life force generated under the call of the power of spacetime, Transcendence the universe, brings immeasurable benefits.
"Now that you're back, let's break through our Martial Dao!"
Su Wen thought to himself, "Du Guowei's Spirit Body-Tempering Method, version 9.801, has also broken through to the King Rank."
"King Rank martial artist!"
The thought was immediately put into action. Now that he was back in the Main Space-Time and could use his Wealth Source, he needed to improve his strength.
"Boom!"
An extremely dense flow of vital energy began to spread around, accompanied by bursts of explosive sounds.
The next moment, an aura belonging to King Rank expert began to burst forth from Su Wen's body.
Office area.
"Sir, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, what are your plans?"
Sitting at his workstation, the Battle God grinned and said, "If I don't have any plans, I hope to receive a big red envelope for the New Year. What do you think?"
Beside him, the Theater God raised an eyebrow and said speechlessly, "How old are you? Still shamelessly asking for red envelopes?"
The Battle God remained expressionless and said, "In my hometown, as long as someone is unmarried, even if they are fifty years old, they still have to give red envelopes to relatives and friends when they visit them for the New Year."
After a moment of silence, the Theater God smiled and said, "Indeed, given your circumstances, marriage is not suitable for you."
"Okay, tell me how much you need, and I'll prepare it for you."
Battle God: "..."
Why did he feel that the old master of Theater God's words sounded a bit strange?
Was she subtly mocking him?
"Give me the same amount you send to Little Wind."
The Battle God thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Brother Battle God, how can you compare yourself to an elementary school student?"
Wind God, who was sitting to the side, was originally enjoying the show, but couldn't help but chime in after hearing this.
What's the meaning?
How did you compare me to him?
"What elementary school student?"
The Battle God walked over to the Wind God of Wind God, put a hand on his shoulder, and chuckled, "Have you ever seen a primary school student who can teach at the National University of Defense Technology?"
"It's fortunate that those people didn't know your true identity, otherwise, wouldn't you be ashamed to death?"
The Wind God God's eyes flickered, and he said speechlessly, "What's there to be ashamed of? I'm just an elementary school student, yet I know more than them. I can even answer their questions. Doesn't that prove how awesome I am?"
"But even though I'm a genius, our red envelopes can't be the same considering our ages."
The Battle God nodded and said, "Indeed, in our area, the red envelopes received by the older generation are generally higher than those received by the younger generation."
Wind God: "???"
Is that what he meant?
He simply couldn't defeat the Battle God; otherwise, he would have at least tested the opponent's abilities.
How shameless!
Try to grab the red envelope from him!
Not far away, Star God held a cup of tea in his hand, watching the bickering of the group, a smile flashing in his eyes.
"Theater God, if I remember correctly, the Mystic Beast Realm will open on the first day of the Lunar New Year, right?"
After taking a sip of tea, the Star God spoke softly.
"Right."
The Theater God laughed and said, " In the Mystic Beast Realm, Shapeshifting Skye, I have been waiting for a long time!"
the day after tomorrow!
He will meet with the successor of the Theater God and have a face-to-face discussion.
He believed that both of them would be very happy.
If Shapeshifting Skye is unhappy, he'll make the other person happy.
After all, happy things bring double the joy when shared!
Shall I come with you?
The Star God thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Need not."
The Theater God shook his head and said, "The Martial God has not yet emerged from seclusion; this place needs someone to guard it."
"Furthermore, I understand the basic situation of the Mystic Beast Realm. There are only a dozen or so at the Emperor Rank Limit. Even if there are some hidden details and backup plans, there are at most twenty at the Emperor Rank Limit."
"Right now, I could crush them all with a single finger!"