Chapter 112 Chapter 112: How Can Mr. Kevin Act So Cool?
Chapter 112: How Can Mr. Kevin Act So Cool?
"So this is the guardian spirit beast of the Ambrosial Arbor? It sounds like they're deliberately crafting legends."
Even judging from the intelligence obtained earlier, those beings known as Aeons simply don't care whether mortal creatures believe in them or not. Yet Kevin found that no matter where you go, those existences have undoubtedly been mythologized.
Perhaps this is the subconscious self-deception that humans, and most living beings, create for themselves when facing such overwhelming presences.
Think about it: if someone else's God becomes your God too, would you still fear their omniscience and omnipotence?
"But it really is impressive, right? It's said that back then, these spirit beasts were used by the Cloud Knights as standard-issue weapons for their armies. Almost nothing could stop such terrifying and fearless creatures. This made the Xianzhou incredibly powerful at the time."
Regarding this aspect, the Xianzhou hasn't tampered with history at all. Because the subsequent decline from the peak of prosperity, along with all sorts of troubles and disasters, also stemmed from this, didn't they?
Otherwise, the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus wouldn't be an organization that everyone denounces and that holds almost no appeal... How many of those who join are truly devoted to the benevolent Sanctus Medicus? After all, He Himself doesn't care about such things.
"Moreover, this thing even seems to understand what we're saying."
Kevin raised his head again to look at the massive monster. The originally gruesome wound on its chest had long since vanished without a trace. Yet it wasn't launching an attack; it remained standing not far away, closely watching Kevin's every move, very much like a beast possessing considerable intelligence that was currently both startled and uncertain.
It couldn't understand why this seemingly insignificant human possessed such terrifying power, but its instinct to guard the Ambrosial Arbor prevented it from allowing the other party to move about freely here.
Therefore, even though it possessed its own senses and intelligence, if Kevin intended to take action, it would still charge forward without hesitation—creatures born of the Ambrosial Arbor are naturally and completely controlled by it.
It might indeed have its own wisdom, but—
"Unfortunately, I don't plan to waste too much time here."
"ROAR—!"
Amidst the monster's slightly panicked roar, Kevin walked forward step by step until he stood completely before this towering figure over ten meters tall, seemingly capable of effortlessly destroying countless things.
However, the other party's attack never came. It was only because, at some unknown moment, this seemingly terrifying monster had been completely encased within an even more massive iceberg. Kevin merely reached out his hand and gently tapped on it.
BANG—!
The enormous ice crystal, along with the monster trapped inside, shattered into countless tiny ice fragments, scattering in all directions like snowflakes. Soon, a thin layer of frost covered most of the structures.
"That's strange... Why does it feel like Mr. Kevin can act so naturally and so cool...?" Qingque muttered softly from not far away, pursing her lips.
That spirit beast looked so terrifying. Not only did you not give it any face, but you also one-shot it as if nothing happened. There was even a beautiful snowflake effect afterward.
Qingque has read so many storybooks and listened to so many operas, but none dared to describe a character like this. Making the cheat so blatantly obvious—wouldn't readers tear it apart?
Well, one can only say that reality is often more outrageous than stories and novels!
"But speaking of which, upon closer inspection, the facilities here are quite comprehensive... Schoolrooms, bathhouses, kitchens, even a game room?!"
After the immediate crisis was resolved, Qingque carefully observed this incredibly vast courtyard and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, you could live here for decades without ever leaving! Does such a well-equipped place really exist on the Xianzhou?"
Kevin couldn't recognize what these buildings with distinct Xianzhou characteristics represented, but Qingque could tell at a glance. It's just that this little sparrow who hasn't seen much of the world might never have heard of something called a boarding school.
Her own school back then let her go home by sunset. But there are places where you study from 5 AM straight until 11 PM. And if something unexpected happens, such a life could continue for over a month without a break.
For Qingque, who loves slacking off, this is probably tens of thousands of times more terrifying than Avici Hell.
"So then, is it possible that the reason this place is so well-equipped isn't out of good intentions... but to make it almost unnecessary for those inside to leave?" Kevin suddenly remarked.
Due to his attention on Pardo at the time, he had also fully heard that member of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus define this place as an orphanage specifically for housing the 'Heaven-Deficient'.
Everything has two sides. If the current prosperity of the Xianzhou Alliance stems from their past abandonment of The Abundance in favor of The Hunt, then everything hidden here is likely one of the drawbacks of that choice.
"Huh? Why would they want to keep people from leaving? You mean... everyone inside here is a vicious criminal?!" From Qingque's perspective, this was the only possibility she could think of.
The Xianzhou isn't like other places; there are hardly any petty criminals. After all, anyone can find some work to cover food, drink, and entertainment without worry. Who would be so bored as to seek out trouble for themselves?
As for those with more serious crimes—they are almost always handed over directly to the Ten-Lords Commission and sent straight to the palace. Reincarnate those who should reincarnate; pass on those who should pass on. No ambiguity whatsoever.
"No, this is just an orphanage used to gather 'Heaven-Deficient' children who have no one to care for them due to war or other reasons. Perhaps in a certain sense, their very existence is a sin against the Xianzhou."
After all, everyone is still immersed in stable lives, successive victorious wars, and the resulting sense of superiority... If you suddenly pop out with a few people claiming that war and The Hunt also bring disaster to many Xianzhou natives, wouldn't that be spreading heresy?
In more feudal civilizations or under more ruthless leaders, such clearly destabilizing factors might very well have been directly eliminated.
They've directly sent you to such a place with excellent treatment where you don't even need to do anything to have food and drink provided... Doesn't that count as showing great mercy and compassion?
Yes, this is reality—devoid of any fantastical colors. Just as there is light, there must be shadow. They are living well, but someone always has to serve as a contrast, right?
It's just that sometimes that person isn't you, so you don't know.
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