My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Five already very weak coordinates, and the last strike, scattered the coordinates throughout most of the material in his body.

"That should be the coordinate of most of the material, right?" Xue Dili calculated.

"That’s what I think too," the Mimic Venerable King said, beginning to attempt information decoding on the other end of the coordinates.

"Your Majesty, do you have the ability to completely hide my identity? At least don’t let the Seventh Apostle sense me the moment I teleport there," Xue Dili cautiously said, "I know you are the strongest, but since your true form is not here, let’s at least avoid direct confrontation with the Seventh Apostle right from the start."

Still based on the previous combat power theory, if the Seventh Apostle’s combat power is 10, then the front-line combat power of this Mimic Venerable King Fragment is probably only around 3, which is already very strong. In the entire Cosmos, as long as you don’t provoke Apostles, you can traverse sideways.

Even for the followers of the Apostles, unless it’s a legion-level number, they can’t be overwhelmed to death.

Moreover, this Mimic Venerable King’s Fragment has a pure numerical value of 3, and with its mechanism, it is estimated to exert five times the power of the Twelfth Apostle.

Xue Dili was merely habitually cautious and showed a little respect for this Apostle who ranks very high in sequence.

"So you’ve always been using the Heart Stealer’s possession technology to hide yourself from other Apostles, right? Indeed, using the Heart Stealer’s possession technology is the simplest and most hidden method," the Mimic Venerable King quickly understood many of Xue Dili’s previous actions.

He was just about to say there was no need to do so but soon calmed down and began to think seriously.

This time, merely capturing the Seventh Apostle is just tidying up loose ends, but carelessness can’t be afforded, as there’s still tracking of the Lord of Mist happening at the origin, and it can’t go wrong; it’s really not certain this fragment can win a front-on battle, or most likely can’t.

After all, this part is only less than one-thousandth of the true form’s power.

Therefore, the Mimic Venerable King agreed to this plan, even though it was the first time he felt stifled because his strength was insufficient.

"You go ahead, I’ll handle the rest. The Seventh Apostle won’t be able to detect your true identity," the Mimic Venerable King said, "Even previously, when you were using the Heart Stealer’s possession, it was probably difficult to recover your strength initially, right? That was the weakest moment, but I can make your true form go directly and hide as effectively as the Heart Stealer’s possession."

Xue Dili finally found Old Deng somewhat reliable.

Then, teleportation, initiate!

...

Cold, shaking, as if placed on a moving object.

"You’re awake; you’re the most capable of the newcomers." Suddenly, a voice was heard.

Xue Dili opened his eyes, then showed a very strange expression.

What’s going on? Why does this feel familiar?

Xue Dili immediately looked around; they seemed to be aboard a cruise, the salty sea breeze and the slight sway of the ship showed the cruise advancing on the sea.

He looked around, indeed in a cabin, and through the glass, one could see the distant sea.

Yet, the sea was pitch black; whether it was the sea or layer upon layer of black mist, it made this cruise ship feel as insecure as a lone skiff.

He also looked at the others; they all stood in this cabin, five men and three women, looking at him with expressions either apathetic, empathetic, worried, or somewhat gloating.

Xue Dili: "?"

"I’ll explain when everyone else wakes up, to avoid multiple explanations wasting breath, but newcomer, you’re unlucky, welcome to the ’Death Cruise’!" The man smiled, baring sharp, three-layered teeth.

It was evident that although he looked human, he bore distinct alien racial features.

"Good heavens, this isn’t in the real Cosmos; it’s in Subspace?" the Mimic Venerable King immediately said.

"Are we somewhere in the Subspace now?"

"Yes, more precisely, in the gap between Subspace and reality. Every Apostle indeed has their unique skills; I’ll record this and soon rendezvous with people from the Interstellar Corps," the Mimic Venerable King said.

Xue Dili nodded, understanding that although it looked like they were on a planet outside, it might merely be imagery.

Subspace contains many physical spaces, and plenty of Apostles hide in Subspace; if you can’t grasp evidence, you might not find them for billions of years.

You might even pass right by without realizing an Apostle is hidden here in Subspace.

"Hang on, my computational ability is limited; I’m starting to analyze what the situation is here."

"Okay," Xue Dili felt that even without power, this Mimic Venerable King Fragment could serve as a great auxiliary Elf since a lot of information no longer required step-by-step probing; the Mimic Venerable King could compute and brute-force the intelligence.

If it can’t work out? Then it’s insufficient computational power, continue to find more from the true form, this is the allure of numerical monsters.

And soon, others also woke up, and in an instant, there were screams, threats, and bewilderment of every kind; Xue Dili looked around, totaling five "newcomers" including himself.

Maybe, he guessed what the Seventh Apostle was playing with... why does it feel like it has such a stark contrast to the Demon style of Susu World!

"Quiet!" the man with the three rows of sharp teeth suddenly shouted.

The next moment, the other four newcomers were like ducks being choked, struggling as they might, trying as they wanted to talk, they couldn’t make any sound.

Xue Dili sensed it; it was a simple curse, but peculiarly, all these people were ordinary people, even the guy with the three rows of teeth, but he could use a curse.

"This is the Death Cruise; we passengers chosen by the cruise can stay on board for free; the cruise also regularly refreshes all food and water; you needn’t worry about that,"

"But the price is, every three months, the cruise will dock somewhere, and we just have to go to that world, complete the tasks given by the Death Cruise, and return alive. If you fail, you’ll remain forever in the world where the cruise docks, living happily with the monsters there!" the man with the three layers of teeth grinned, making a darkly humorous joke.

Xue Dili: "..."

Good heaven, that’s why this group of people’s atmosphere and setting feel a bit familiar, no, is your Seventh Apostle’s true identity the Lord God?

Huh?!

At that moment, Xue Dili’s mind was about to overturn all previous guesses. He thought he would directly come to a hellscape like Susu’s old home, witnessing many demons tormenting humans in a straightforward manner.

But no, the Seventh Apostle is playing with this kind of "fear?"

Why is your style different from other Apostles? Why aren’t you playing with those things in the dungeon of deceit?

Xue Dili felt he had many complaints he wanted to voice, but he held back.

Listen further to see what intelligence could be gathered from this person.

At this moment, the man seemed to lift the curse, and the others had expressions of respite, realizing they could speak again.

"Where is this place; you must be lying! You just controlled me with drugs earlier, let me go, no matter how much money you want, let me leave!" one newcomer immediately cried out hysterically.

And the next moment, he suddenly closed his mouth, looking like a dead duck with his mouth open; no sound could come out: "If you’re only asking such nonsense, then stay quiet; my patience is limited."

The other newcomers were trembling, and soon, someone asked in a booming voice.

"So... then... why are we tasked when the cruise docks? What kind of tasks are they?" a girl said.

"Usually survival tasks, there are also escape tasks and exploration tasks. In short, we must survive in the bizarre world after the cruise docks and complete the tasks!" the man said impatiently, but still slowly revealed the information.

"Then I have a question, what exactly do you mean by ’bizarre’?" Xue Dili directly asked, finally reaching the intelligence he was most interested in.