My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Just, these numbers don’t seem to be enough?

Xue Dili: "..."

"How come the Seventh Apostle is getting poorer?" Xue Dili began to complain.

Mimic Venerable King: "?"

He slowly scratched out a question mark, not even understanding Xue Dili’s logic.

Xue Dili started to explain to Mimic Venerable King: "Look, initially the Seventh Apostle could build a city, then could only build a few small towns, and after that couldn’t even build small towns, just making these people whom He manipulated and tormented live in apartments."

As Xue Dili said this, he continued his rant: "Even apartments are considered good, take a look at the rubbish that follows, like cinemas, cruise ships, and trains; these folks are tortured every three months to provide fear, and even during rest times, they can’t live well. The cruise keeps swaying, and I reckon their sleep isn’t great at all."

"Even cruise ships have rooms, what about the people on the nightmare train having to live under such high pressure on the trains? Do you think the Seventh Apostle is getting poorer, having to further exploit these people’s living conditions so He can pull more people?" Xue Dili’s angle left Mimic Venerable King speechless.

Seems like... indeed getting poorer...

From the living conditions of these ’reincarnators’, one can see that the housing and living conditions get worse as they go further.

This only proves that the Seventh Apostle has to further exploit these people’s living conditions to keep His farm developing because these people’s average lifespan is probably just a few months, there’s no need to live too well, and now some can only live on cruise ships and trains.

If going further, wouldn’t the Seventh Apostle let new recruits live in toilets?

By then, come up with a hopeless toilet? That would be truly hopeless.

"Even when adding up all the regions you detected, Venerable King, there doesn’t seem to be many people, barely a million at most..." Xue Dili complained, "Is there actually an apostle this kind?"

Mimic Venerable King: "?"

Your thoughts are kind of problematic, since when is a million considered few?

Alright, for an apostle, this number is indeed few, even the Seventh Apostle doesn’t directly let them die, but rather pretends to give them a way to survive, and some elders seem to be able to live for several years.

At this rate of efficiency, how long will it take for the Seventh Apostle to accumulate a Divine Tree Fruit?

Thousands of years? Or tens of thousands? Would it take hundreds of thousands to accumulate a fruit? That would be really unfortunate, no wonder His power is so weak.

"But calculating like this, why doesn’t the Seventh Apostle efficiently harvest, instead using methods akin to taking off pants to fart?" Xue Dili continued to complain, "Even if He wants dual benefits, squeezing fear and providing bodies for the Divine Tree, this really slows efficiency compared to other apostles playing the farming game."

Mimic Venerable King felt Xue Dili’s complaints were spot-on, maybe he didn’t even realize his casual complaints could pinpoint the crux of the issue.

Mimic Venerable King immediately calculated along these lines, reaching a conclusion.

"The Seventh Apostle, He may have His power nearly out of control, so He has to prioritize fulfilling it, before considering the Divine Tree issue, which leads to His forces being heavily suppressed, and that’s why He mainly harvests fear, while providing corpses to the Divine Tree might be secondary." Mimic Venerable King explained.

Xue Dili: "..."

He couldn’t laugh for a moment, knowing deeply the feeling of power out of control, utilizing the loss of control of immortal power last time to kill the Eighth Apostle.

If there weren’t the loss of control of immortal power, unless he could induce the Eighth Apostle to self-detonate, unleashing the void beast in the Eighth Apostle’s subspace, devouring together himself and the Eighth Apostle, then he’d have a chance to kill Him once.

Yes, just kill once.

The Eighth Apostle’s strongest trait was His life-saving ability, as long as the Witch Demon King still exists in the cosmos, He can resurrect through the immortal power in the Witch Demon King.

Unless all His Witch Demon Kings are killed, then tossing His main body into the void might kill Him.

But who knows how many soul fragments the Eighth Apostle, the Undying King, has split out, how many Witch Demon Kings are scattered throughout the cosmos?

Xue Dili didn’t know, so he could only induce the Eighth Apostle to lose control of the immortal power, triggering the backlash to kill Him.

And Hassan senior, himself, even the entire Masked Ball’s void patients, are they considered victims of void backlash?

Xue Dili wasn’t sure but thought they should count, they could only keep running, with the void monster hot on their heels, not knowing when the void monster would catch up and completely devour them, just like Hassan senior.

But the Divine Tree Fruit should be able to alleviate power costs...

Xue Dili thought about it.

He might understand why the Divine Tree Fruit can counteract the side effects of power, it’s because in subspace, the barrier constructed by Venerable King has imprisoned all Evil Gods and Himself together...

And the Divine Tree Fruit itself is a creation that absorbs spirituality from humans to converge into something extremely close to Venerable King’s power.

Thus, the Divine Tree Fruit counteracts other powers’ side effects, corresponding to the ritual of Venerable King suppressing other Evil Gods at the end of subspace...

At the same time, it also allows an Apostle’s power to further strengthen.

This might be why Hassan senior wanted to explore the end of subspace before his death, the information he discovered allowed Xue Dili to connect and understand many details, just for him, and for Mimic Venerable King and Interstellar Corps, this intelligence was invaluable.

And now, without Hassan senior, even if Mimic Venerable King has been to the end of subspace, He wouldn’t dare go again.

In the real cosmos, He considers Himself invincible, but there, who knows...

"Perhaps, the Seventh Apostle has already reached the point of having to drink poison to quench thirst." Mimic Venerable King said, looking at Xue Dili, "He might have judged that He can’t wait for the next Fruit to offset the side effects of power, forcing Him to succumb to it."

Xue Dili: "..."

He suddenly remembered that in the struggle for Super Iron Curtain resources, it was this Seventh Apostle and the Ninth Apostle who fiercely contested, yet the Ninth Apostle eventually snatched them.

So number 9 was the first Apostle on the road too.

Why didn’t He borrow a Fruit from other Apostles, Xue Dili, deeply understanding in the Mist Council, knew the cost of borrowing a Fruit, simply put, you’d be completely reduced to a vassal, like number 9 becoming number 6’s dog, and number 12 becoming number 4’s dog.

So He’d rather bear it Himself, and if all else fails, consider this last step.

Xue Dili, combining with Mimic Venerable King’s computational power, had already deduced most of the Seventh Apostle’s current situation.

At the same time, he realized he seemed inseparable from Old Deng, Mimic Venerable King’s computational power was intoxicating, and he had only been here a few minutes, and Mimic Venerable King had basically figured out the color of the Seventh Apostle’s underwear.

This was without actively seeking information, when did Xue Dili ever fight such a rich war!

"Woo!" The cruise ship emitted a steam sound, its speed slowly decreasing.

"We’ve arrived, the next task is about to begin, you newcomers, take care and hope you survive the task. I leave you with one last piece of advice: never trust anyone during the task." The senior with three rows of teeth gave one last reminder.

[Entering: Resentful Spirit Island

Main task: As tourists, survive 7 days on Resentful Spirit Island and uncover its secrets.

Wish you, happy survival!]

A row of red text appeared right in front of Xue Dili’s eyes, but he only said: "Venerable King, can you calculate the source of this text?"

"Yes, the source, as I told you before, is in Nightmare City."