Pretending To Be A Boss

Chapter 525 - 3: The Successor of Tang Xian_2

Song Que was at a loss for words, but his mind didn't completely blank out. His thought pattern was different from Tang Xian's, and sometimes he could even provide Tang Xian with some inspiration.

After pondering a moment, he said:

"So the key is still the Beast of All Beasts?"

"Correct, the Mechanical God hidden behind the scenes; we don't know what it wants to do, but it is the tough one to deal with. As for Xi He, Siren, Ju Mang, Uranus and the likes, they are merely another kind of high-ranking figures in the Pyramid."

As a prelude to the beginning of the great conflict, Song Que felt inspired.

Although he knew Tang Xian would not underestimate his enemies, these people that Tang Xian spoke lightly of were in fact not minor characters.

Tang Xian then answered the last question:

"As for whether the talent bloodline can be transplanted into you, I'm not absolutely sure; there even exists a certain risk. However, I have given you this gift, whether you unwrap it or not is up to you."

"Is the Order's talent different from ours?" Song Que asked.

"The battle data is still ten types, but the awakening abilities can also be used in this world, which means once the transplantation is successful, you will be a monster of the Human World, filling the lack left by Xi He, becoming the true number seven."

Pausing for a moment, Tang Xian said:

"With this, we can consider it three against four, not a very weak position."

Song Que seriously digested Tang Xian's words, and after deliberate consideration for a long time, said:

"I want to give it a try."

Tang Xian nodded. Song Que didn't decline the offer, which pleased him. The two of them ordered some drinks and sat wasting time.

It was not until the shop closed and there were no glamorous women left on the streets that Tang Xian and Song Que left.

Weighing a mine coin in his hand, Tang Xian looked very leisurely.

Infiltrating one of the world's five great palaces, the Palace of Versailles, was not difficult. The Palace of Versailles was also just rebuilt by French architects based on historical documents.

Whether it's Buckingham Palace, the Forbidden City, or the Palace of Versailles, these world-famous palaces, they all are replicas inside the Pyramid.

That's also the reason why the security here is not very strict.

After all, the king's bedroom here is not the same one where Louis XVI once slept. To find a blue reagent in this king's bedroom was not so difficult.

The blue reagent did not spill its smell, but its packaging had a distinctive scent unique to its special material.

Tang Xian, with Song Que leisurely in tow, walked as if they were tourists sightseeing.

After seeing the blue reagent that symbolized over a decade of evolutionary re

"Why do I feel like you're the real archfiend? How far ahead have you planned?"

"This is the advantage of having one's intellect stimulated early. My intelligence hasn't increased much over the years; it's my disposition that I've polished."

Song Que gave a wry smile and said:

"Actually, I've always wondered what kind of person you really are; every time I see you... you seem different."

When two men talk like this, the atmosphere becomes somewhat philosophical.

Tang Xian understood the subtext of Song Que's words.

"Not long ago, I too was troubled by this question—what kind of person I am, what kind of person I should become."

"Are you no longer troubled now?"

"Not troubled anymore."

After leaving the Palace of Versailles, the two did not use a transportation rift to go to the mining area but continued on the Champs Elysees.

Tang Xian's expression was still so leisurely, yet his tone was very serious:

"I have remembered quite a lot, but this world does not revolve around me; the true objective history and the meaning of my existence still require the memories of other people to guide me.

"My foster parents might have died, but I believe the nine years we spent together mean they must have left some clues from that time.

"I will find these clues, and become the person they hoped I would be."

Song Que was slightly surprised. Tang Xian's thinking was unconventional, adept at plotting, but sometimes his actions were quite odd. He did not understand:

"I thought someone like you would be quite rebellious."

"I'm lazy, my name is Tang Xian, not Tang Fury.

"In this world, there are many parents hoping their sons will live up to their expectations, which has led to many tragedies.

"However, there are also children whose own aspirations match their parents' expectations. My birth mother, my foster mother, including you, my friends, are all an important part of my life. As it happens, we share the same goals. I'm not some diabolical overlord. There's nothing worth rebelling or revolting against."

Song Que became slightly absent-minded.

Tang Xian frowned, knowing he had touched on a raw nerve for Song Que. But he said nothing.

Song Que quickly regained his composure and said:

"My father has always hoped that I would live up to being a perfect lord, but I myself am already less than perfect. Tang, once that plan unfolds—my father and I, Miss Li and Mr. Li, will become adversaries, won't we?"

As they passed by a phone booth, a ringing began inside it.

Tang Xian glanced around and found a camera next to the sign of a shop.

He did not answer the phone, instead allowing it to ring continuously.

Gazing at Song Que, Tang Xian said:

"The plan still requires some time, and whether there will be unforeseen changes in the interim is uncertain. During this period, you should prepare yourself well.

"As for becoming enemies, family members are never foes, just different in their stands. Once they have no stand, once they know the truth that we know, then nothing will be an issue."

Song Que nodded. The words he intended to say were interrupted by the persistent ringing of the phone in the booth. He pointed at the booth.

After briefing Song Que on these matters, Tang Xian then stepped into the phone booth. He picked up the phone, and unsurprisingly, heard the voice of Constantine.

"Finding you is no easy task," came Constantine's voice.

"You know this street is one I must pass, and that I would choose a time with fewer people to act. As the overseer, the world's largest source of information, finding me is probably not difficult for you." Tang Xian's tone was indifferent.

"The game has already begun. Your first target to eliminate is Ganesa. I'll tell you his whereabouts in a few days," Constantine said with excitement.

"It's been years since I had any dealings with them. I only know that every place in this world with a network can be probed.

"I also know that Xi He is responsible for researching the genetic code between humans and all creatures.

"So, you should tell me the information about the other individuals, right?" The tone of Tang Xian was like that of an emotionless assassin.

(I need to brainstorm a bit more about the details of several key plot points for the new volume, with the aim of improving upon my previous standard even if just slightly. For the next few days, the chapters will still be around four thousand words each. As for explosive updates, my health hasn't been great lately, so I can't handle the volume of updates like twenty thousand, but I will still try to go for a small burst every few days or so.)