Trafford's Trading Club

He did not fall off the wall, feeling a force directly pinning his body onto the wall.

Jiang Zuo considered he was in trouble, seeing this Gaia slowly approaching the white pillar, extending her hand to press it.

[Checking… Defensive power vacancy… Searching for response method… Regulation forty-seven… When the main host can’t respond, mass-produced Gaia for combat can autonomously judge.]

[Supply additional troops]

[Activating Pool of Ten Thousand Elements… Maximize production for combat models…]

[Battle readiness]

See that gigantic Pool of Ten Thousand Elements, numerous printing arms suddenly emerged, extremely magnificent!

After this, they began working orderly, much like those in a sewing workshop—all engaged in identical tasks—printing Gaia.

At this moment, Jiang Zuo being pressed against the rear wall, upon witnessing this scene, fell straight into a state of certain doom: Can anyone tell me what parameter I just maxed out??

Battle readiness?

Seeing inside the Pool of Ten Thousand Elements, approximately fifty Gaias being simultaneously printed, Jiang Zuo had a sense of terror… Exactly how much more this mass production could yield, Jiang Zuo didn’t know, but even with just these fifty Gaias, subsequent waves promising not to continue would already be terrifying enough!

“What did I do…”

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Emmmm…

The perk of being a Black Soul envoy is, unless deeply wounded, healing occurs exceptionally fast—that’s why, even after Tai Yinzi endured countless hits from Huang Baifu’s Tyrant Fist, he could still recover rapidly.

However, when he came back to his senses, he wasn’t quite sure about his situation.

To be precise, he was trapped inside a huge crystal.

His body was not fixed, since the crystal was hollow. Yet this reminded Tai Yinzi of the painful feeling of being sealed without seeing daylight for five hundred years.

Meanwhile, opposite him, lay a similar substance—inside this crystal, Tai Yinzi could vaguely see a golden orb floating within.

Beyond this, in this not-so-large but pure white space, the only thing Tai Yinzi could comprehend was Gaia standing between two crystals—and further in front, she faced a white pillar.

Her palm rested on the pillar.

“What the hell! Why are you trapping Grandpa Taoist!” Tai Yinzi hammered the inside of the crystal, unsure if his voice could be heard, “Gaia, let me out!”

[Repel]

Turns out the voice carried out, he pondered… Wait, this isn’t the time to care about such detail!

“Gaia! In the capacity of a sub-level authority, I command you, release me!!” Tai Yinzi shrieked inside the crystal.

[Repel… Hidden commands surpass any authority instructions… Gaia… execute]

“Motherfucker! You moron, can it really break your brain?” Tai Yinzi now pounded even harder inside the crystal.

Right now, this crystal started to glow faintly—and simultaneously, the opposite crystal emitted the same glory.

Tai Yinzi sensed a bad premonition.

“Gaia!! What exactly are you going to do to me!!”

[Executing hidden command… Implanting the master’s consciousness into the host… Helping the master regain the body of an Eternal Kingdom citizen… Awakening]

Gaia’s hand was slowly pressing down on the white pillar at this moment — and then, Tai Yinzi suddenly felt a suction force!

Not targeting his body, but seemingly targeting his thoughts… his soul!

He felt as if his soul was about to be pulled away!

“Stop!! Stop!! Stop…” Very soon, Tai Yinzi’s attempts to strike the inside of the crystal slowed down, and he weakly collapsed, looking at the abnormal Gaia, and gazing at the flickering golden orb on another crystal in front of him.

Tai Yinzi suddenly thought… could it be that the thing inside the crystal opposite was planning to seize his body?

The master… Gaia’s master… the owner of the Penglai Treasury?

“What have I, this old Taoist, done…”

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Since Da Zhe was here, the task of examining this man with a severed arm who fell from the sky naturally did not fall upon the club’s maid.

Da Zhe was very good at observing subtleties — even if there was a speck of dust on the boss’s hand, the maid had to wipe it to be at ease, making it very unlikely for her to touch this mysterious severed arm man, especially with Da Zhe present.

“There’s still blood at the site of the severed arm, so it should have dried not long ago, but his wound has actually healed.”

Da Zhe flipped the severed-arm man over and pinched his arm, “Hmm… this muscle feels like steel, probably very strong. Boss, do you want to rescue him?”

“Move him over there first.”