I Am So Weak

Augustus stared intently at the screen.

He felt that something was wrong. This man named Ye Chuan seemed to have appeared out of thin air in this universe, with no past and no future.

"Trace back further! Try to find the footage before he appeared on the Blue Source Planet!" Augustus said in a deep voice.

"I don't believe he popped out of nowhere!"

"Understood! Attempting to trace back the timeline of the Blue Source Planet... Matching cosmic quantum fluctuations..."

Before the electronic voice finished speaking, the huge holographic screen suddenly flickered violently.

The footage of Ye Chuan closing the space-time rift instantly distorted into a mess of garbled code.

"What's going on?!" Augustus was puzzled. "Is the system malfunctioning?"

"Director! No! It's not a system malfunction!" a researcher shouted.

"He... he is looking at us!"

Everyone's eyes instantly refocused on the screen.

The garbled code dissipated, and the picture became clear again, but it had changed to the current timeline.

Ye Chuan was standing in the Seventh District with his back to the camera.

But the next second, as if sensing something, he slowly, slowly turned his head.

His gaze penetrated the barrier of time and space, penetrated the barrier of the quantum causal backtracking system, and looked straight at everyone in the command center.

There was no emotional fluctuation, only a bottomless indifference, as if looking at a group of ants.

Just being swept by this gaze, everyone in the command center felt their bodies turn cold, and their blood seemed to freeze.

He tilted his head slightly, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The huge holographic screen shattered instantly, and countless glass fragments flew everywhere.

All the terminals in the command center sounded piercing alarms at the same time, and the screens all turned black, emitting billowing black smoke.

"Warning! Quantum causal backtracking system attacked by unknown force! Core database damaged!"

"Warning! Target's space-time coordinates completely lost! Unable to locate again!"

The piercing alarms and the screams of the researchers intertwined, and the entire command center branch was in chaos.

Augustus stood frozen in place.

He could feel that the gaze just now had really seen them.

That man, across time and space, had discovered their prying.

Is...

Is he still human?

...

...

Meanwhile, on the helipad of the mountaintop villa in the Seventh District of the Blue Source Planet.

The pure white star shuttle floated quietly in mid-air, its streamlined fuselage shining dazzlingly in the sunlight.

Lin Xi stood next to the star shuttle, her eyes red.

"Mr. Ye, here are some food and daily necessities I prepared for you, as well as some local specialties of the Blue Source Planet."

She handed the spatial suitcase to Ye Chuan, her voice choked with sobs.

"You must be careful when you get to the Core Star Region."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan just said, "Stop crying, what's there to cry about?"

"I... I'm afraid I don't know when I'll see you next time," Lin Xi said.

"Silly," Ye Chuan said gently.

"How could that be? Because you're coming with me."

Lin Xi's red-eyed expression froze. She pointed a finger at herself, her neck stretched out, "Me?"

"Yes."

"No, no, no, no, I'm too weak to help!!!" Lin Xi hugged her head and let out a groundhog scream.

"I don't understand this universe. You come along and take care of my daily life by the way," Ye Chuan said.

"Ah?!" Lin Xi was dumbfounded.

She was just a low-level law enforcement officer. Normally, she couldn't even encounter a criminal in the Seventh District. It was one thing to accompany Ye Chuan to the battlefield before, but now she had to go to the Core Star Region?

Obviously, Ye Chuan was not joking.

Goodbye Mom, I'm going on a long voyage tonight~

Lin Xi looked miserable.

Ye Chuan walked to the cabin door of the star shuttle and pressed his hand on the identification panel on the door.

[Beep! Biological information mismatch! Unable to open the cabin door!]

The cold electronic voice sounded, and the cabin door remained motionless.

"Biological password required," Ye Chuan said.

"Ah... I forgot!" Lin Xi patted her forehead.

"Private spaceships in the Core Star Region are double-bound by genes and souls. Only the owner can open and pilot them."

"We can't crack it at all. This level of encryption technology, even the best hacker in the Seventh District would take hundreds of years to crack."

She looked at the beautiful star shuttle in front of her and sighed: "If I had known this, we should have prepared a transport ship in advance."

"No need to go to so much trouble."

Ye Chuan casually snapped his fingers.

A black and gold chaos energy condensed in front of him, forming a small vortex.

The vortex spun, getting bigger and bigger.

Immediately after, Kalen's annihilated body condensed, was dragged out of the chaos domain by Ye Chuan, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Lin Xi screamed in fright, retreating repeatedly, her face pale.

Ye Chuan ignored Lin Xi, raised his hand, and a golden light fell on Kalen's body.

"Resurrect."

The two words fell.

Kalen's originally cold and stiff body began to tremble slightly, and his pale face gradually recovered its color.

His chest began to heave, and he took a huge breath and coughed violently.

"Cough... cough cough..."

He opened his eyes, looked at everything around him blankly, and then looked down at his intact hands, and even touched his neck.

"I... I'm still alive?"

He suddenly raised his head, saw Ye Chuan standing in front of him, his pupils instantly contracted, as if he had seen a ghost, he scrambled backward for several meters, leaning against the fuselage of the star shuttle, trembling all over:

"You... why are you here?! Didn't I already die?!"

"I resurrected you," Ye Chuan said lightly. "Start this spaceship and take me to the Core Star Region."

"Hahaha! Hahahaha!"

Kalen seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so hard that tears flowed out:

"You want me to help you? Are you crazy?! You killed me, and you still want me to help you? Dream on!"

He wiped his tears, his eyes full of resentment and disdain:

"I'm telling you, I, Kalen, am the personal disciple of the Dean of the Supreme Academy of Sciences. Even if I die, I won't help you! Just give up on this idea!"

"The people from the Core Star Region will soon come to avenge me! Just you wait! You will die a miserable death! Ten thousand times more miserable than me!"

"They will directly destroy your entire planet! Make you disappear from this universe forever!"

Ye Chuan looked at the hysterical Kalen, shook his head, his eyes full of mockery.

"This is not a request, it's an order—"

He slowly raised his right hand, and dense black magic power appeared in his palm. The surrounding air seemed to solidify.

The authority of the Demon King.

Control.

For those whose magic power is lower than mine, I really have to control you well.

The smile on Kalen's face disappeared instantly. He could feel an irresistible force invading his soul, trying to completely crush his will.

"Hmph hmph hmph ah ah ah ah!!!"

After a shrill scream, Kalen's body suddenly stiffened.

His eyes grew hollow and lifeless, every trace of expression vanishing from his face.

He slowly stood up, walked over to Ye Chuan, and dropped to one knee. In a completely emotionless, mechanical voice, he said,

"Demon Lord."

Standing off to the side, Lin Xi watched, already completely dumbfounded.

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