Chapter 770 - 130: Land of the End, Water Planet
When He said those words,
the terrifying sensation Han Zhan felt of being targeted by all the gods vanished instantly.
Meanwhile, the tenth Creator God, sitting at the lowest rank, spoke:
"I knew it."
"How could Pangu possibly be a traitor? After all, He just dealt with three Dawns."
Earlier, you didn’t stand up for me... Han Zhan realized that, in some things, Creator Gods and ordinary people aren’t so different.
Perhaps it was because he successfully "Crossed the Tribulation" that Han Zhan felt much more relaxed.
He maintained a calm and indifferent tone, saying, "No problem. All for the benefit of the organization."
Han Zhan’s words made the other blurry figures nod slightly in agreement.
But in this way, they were all free from the suspicion of being a traitor.
"It might also be a conspiracy by Dawn."
"Deliberately confusing us, sowing discord among us."
"Indeed, they have the ability to steal powers that don’t belong to them, making it difficult to determine if these powers include the ability to spy on the end of time."
"But there’s no need to worry too much. They need to expend anchor points to exercise this power, and casting their spying gaze here would require a great cost and couldn’t be sustained."
At the Bronze Long Table, the blurred figures of the Creator Gods began to speak and discuss one by one.
Seeing the focus of the conversation shift away from himself, Han Zhan felt a slight sense of relief inwardly.
Perhaps it was due to the great effort of the World Tree that his true identity wasn’t exposed.
Come to think of it,
If it didn’t have absolute confidence, would the World Tree dare to let him impersonate someone and come here for the meeting so openly?
I should have more faith in It... Han Zhan thought to himself, apologizing to the World Tree in his mind.
During this inner reflection, the other Creator Gods finished their discussion, confirming that it was a special peeping method of Dawn and postponed the idea of finding a traitor.
"So, let’s get back to the main topic."
The light figure representing Jesus continued to speak:
"According to the rules, everyone draws a card..."
With the initial episode over, the following process was just like Han Zhan’s previous two experiences.
It felt good to return to the main plot.
While Han Zhan mused over this, he reached out to grab the golden card in front of him.
Just as his hand was about to touch the card, it suddenly turned into golden particles and vanished.
Han Zhan: "..."
Finally, only three golden cards remained on the whole Bronze Long Table.
Great, this time I’m not the first one out.
The Creator God Brahma next to Han Zhan drew a solidified golden card, becoming the first contestant in the "intense and exciting" game of Landlord.
Thus began a "nervous and thrilling" game of Landlord.
Although Han Zhan couldn’t participate for the moment, he could move to the side to view Brahma’s cards.
But when his gaze fell on the cards, they only showed a gray and white chaos, revealing nothing else.
Evidently, he forgot that as a non-participant, he could only hear their voices and couldn’t see the specific details of the cards.
Shortly, the Creator God beside him threw down the first card on the Bronze Long Table and said, "A three."
A single three, looking at the cards isn’t that great; this round might be tough... Han Zhan stroked his chin, thinking idly.
Suddenly, another hot-tempered Creator God violently threw their cards onto the Bronze Long Table: "Joker bomb!"
"???"
Watching this unfold, Han Zhan leaned back strategically and took a deep breath.
He had overestimated the card-playing skills of these Creator Gods.
They love playing despite being terrible at it—this must be referring to them, right?
This round unexpectedly took an unexpected turn.
The Creator God who joker-bombed a single three naturally stepped down and was replaced by another.
The card-playing contest went on as usual, in order, with Han Zhan on the side eager to try.
He could already imagine himself, with his superb card skills, overwhelming this bunch of amateurs.
Finally, it was Han Zhan’s turn to play.
After picking up the cards, he looked at the most disastrous hand he had ever seen,
and froze there, beginning to question his life.
"Eh? Why has Pangu’s level dropped so much today?"
"Could he be letting us win?"
"Pangu, show your strength! How can you be so bad!"
Han Zhan: "..."
He felt reverse ridiculed.
But there really was nothing he could do.
With this hand, not even the God of Gamblers could win, he declared!
In the end, Han Zhan was eliminated; he couldn’t defy fate.
As each game concluded, the final winner emerged.
As the winner, they had the power to decide the next Land of the End.
They raised their right hand and lightly pointed forward with their index finger.
Soon after, a miniature azure planet appeared before their eyes.
As the prototype of the azure planet fully formed, blue light illuminated the entire Bronze Long Table.
They withdrew their finger, then spread their hands, the blurry figure gazing up at the sky like a devout songstress.
"Topstros!"
The other blurry figures echoed, shouting the same word.
"Topstros!"
At that moment, the meaning of the ancient word "Topstros" changed once again.
Like using a developing solution across a blank page, the previously blank paper revealed new writing.
It was a wonderful feeling.
More like a puzzle game.
In Han Zhan’s mind, the new interpretation of the ancient word naturally emerged.
Topstros - Land of the End - Water Planet.
...
The third Bronze Conference ended.
Returning from the end of the River of Time, Han Zhan felt a sense of déjà vu.
The shift from a state of absolute stillness to flowing time made him somewhat unadjusted.
Next to the white vortex at the root of the World Tree, a piece of paper arrived as expected, detailing the next planet entry:
"Destination: Land of the End - Water Planet"
"Suggested team size: Eight people"
"Suggested Realm: No special requirements (suggestion for SSS Level Talented to take precedence)"
"Remaining entry time: 00:29:55"
Still half an hour to prepare.
Eight people—this time, the suggested team size was a bit more flexible, but the realm suggestion is quite odd.
No special requirements, with a suggestion for SSS Level Talented first? What a strange suggestion.
Han Zhan knew that the World Tree wouldn’t make random suggestions, and it must have its reasons for this.
He still had half an hour to prepare.
As soon as he returned to the Blue Star, Han Zhan organized an online virtual meeting, having Bob invite two special individuals to join.
Two minutes later, the figures of Punk and Luo Qiuhong appeared in the meeting room.
Han Zhan nodded at them in greeting.
Then, with a wave of his right hand, a virtual screen appeared before them:
"Have you heard of the Water Planet?"