My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 559 - 363: Indonesian Moth’s Nut Sinkhole Cave

"Will the power of authority really gradually erode a person into something akin to a ’Artificial God’?" Even though the young general had already left, Xue Dili was still staring at the drink cup in front of him, lost in thought.

For some reason, there seemed to be a force making him feel that dwelling on this matter was meaningless, but after overcoming this sense of meaninglessness, Xue Dili suddenly experienced a sense of dread.

A fear that he might become someone who casually disassembles their daughter like some kind of brute.

He stared at the drink in front of him and downed it in one gulp before leaving.

How much power associated with authority does he have in his hands?

Cursed Blood, Demonization, and the actively used Self-Destructor authority...

Looking at the system panel showing that the Self-Destructor authority had already reached D-Class, Xue Dili remarked, "I won’t use your power again, and you can’t advance any further."

The Self-Destructor naturally didn’t respond, but it seemed like a kind of ridicule, quietly displayed on the panel.

As for the new Treasure lent to him by the young general, it was an intricately structured double-layer hourglass, the outer layer made of transparent crystal, and the inner layer contained special "grains of sand" that seemed to hold starlight.

Now this hourglass was installed at the chest with Cursed Blood. Through a period of system panel scanning, the corresponding information was also shown.

[Sand of Micro Light (EX): One of the treasures born from the advent of the Mimic Venerable King, its essence is ’Hope,’ collecting all things beautiful and hopeful, transforming them into tiny grains of sand that will turn into power when you need it the most.]

This Treasure was something Xue Dili hadn’t figured out yet, but he seemed to understand its usage; it could record all the beauty and hope produced in Xue Dili’s life, and when he needed it the most, the sand inside would convert into corresponding power, like a backup hidden energy source.

Xue Dili didn’t know how significant this ability was, but it was one of the treasures born simultaneously with the Mimic Venerable King’s advent. For the Interstellar Corps, it should be a very precious item, right?

And such a treasure was directly handed over by the Interstellar Corps, seemingly hoping to heal him.

Maybe once this Treasure was worn by the Great Sage too, but perhaps Old Deng refused back then, or maybe he wore it for a period and then returned it.

"Recording all beauty and hope?" Xue Dili muttered the function of this Treasure in a low voice. For some reason, he began to smile.

At that moment, he paused because that smile wasn’t deliberately controlled by facial muscles but unconsciously and naturally revealed.

Xue Dili was stunned. When was the last time he smiled naturally? He almost forgot.

It seemed like ever since he got involved with the Self-Destructor authority, he gradually became forgetful.

It felt like he slightly reclaimed a bit of emotion?

Although the Self-Destructor authority was still D-Class, he no longer resisted this power now.

However, he should still try not to use it.

Xue Dili even looked at the Cursed Blood, intending to temporarily seal this power that had accompanied him for so long.

Thinking of the appearance of those Hell demons, Xue Dili didn’t want to become a demon in the future.

He wondered if it was just his illusion, but it felt like his thinking and attitude changed a lot since he merged with the Sand of Micro Light.

Maybe it really was an illusion.

No longer dwelling on these matters, Xue Dili opened the teleportation gate to Earth and left the Interstellar Corps base.

And shortly after Xue Dili had left, he heard a voice from the void.

"Brother, do you want to relax within the Mimic Venerable King for a while? I’ve already applied the usage process for you, and estimating about three more Divine Lord Days, our ’Interstellar Chat Group’ will enter the preliminary testing phase. How about spending some time in the Mimic Venerable King and then directly participating in the test..."

"Wait, where’s the person?" The teleporting young general looked bewildered into the now empty small room.

He had just felt that Xue Dili was right here, but unexpectedly, when he arrived, there was no sign of him.

However, he still took out a message board and posted the testing details about the "Interstellar Chat Group."

This was a very important project for the Interstellar Corps, recently discovered through the research of the Ninth Apostle, a technology capable of connecting various star systems without regard for space-time distance, with even World Consciousness and the Mimic Venerable King as members of this group.

Oh, and the Mimic Venerable King is the group master, as this technology was also crafted with the Mimic Venerable King as the information terminal.

At that time, as long as all the World Consciousness are pulled into the group, any issues can be communicated and linked at the fastest speed, preventing situations where a world is destroyed before the Interstellar Corps can detect the problem.

Just learning of this news, the young general had intended to tell Xue Dili, but unexpectedly, he had already left.

"Let’s talk next time we meet, with that Treasure, brother’s problem shouldn’t be too significant, right?" the young general questioned himself in confusion.

Then he checked the time and suddenly noticed it was almost time for his kids to finish school, so he quickly packed his things to go pick up his kids from school.

Actually, he came to the Interstellar Corps base today to relax a bit, as there were too many wives and children at home, and recently due to the squabbles between the new wives and the original wives’ small group, creating scenarios like a palace drama, leaving him no choice but to visit the Interstellar Corps and seek psychological therapy from a nun.