Chapter 269 The Synod's Anomaly 5600 (Seeking Monthly Tickets~)

"That is possible… however, Ms. Seros, why this request?"

Taking the notebook from her, Su Zhou looked up at the rather excited woman before him. Although Seros appeared to be the same age as him, she was actually twenty-one, a year older than he was.

But age aside.

This was the first time someone had asked for his autograph, and Su Zhou found it quite novel.

In theory, he was already a global figure with millions of fans, and signing autographs should have become second nature. However, due to his constant cultivation, national missions, and random acts of kindness across the country, the chances of fans encountering him in reality were even less than encountering a major celebrity on the street, let alone getting an autograph.

So he really hadn't expected that this up-and-coming new generation judge, whom Qi Ming had hinted at as potentially replacing him and who had been prodded to challenge him, was actually his fan.

--When you expect me to be unfriendly and are fully prepared for it, but I'm actually friendly, that too is a form of being unfriendly.

Sure enough, Seros replied to Su Zhou's question with a matter-of-fact tone: "Isn't it obvious? You taught me the principles of being a person, communication skills, and many golden rules… Look, I'm even the administrator of your fan club!"

Of course, she wouldn't tell Su Zhou that she also had another account specifically for sarcastic remarks, to put what she learned into practice.

--Wait a minute, the principles of being a person I guess there's a slight possibility of, but communication skills? Are you saying you learned from me?

Su Zhou, with a face full of question marks, glanced at La Fey beside him. Seeing the Confederation Bureau's high-ranking official looking shocked, it was clear that he didn't know his granddaughter was actually a fan of Su Zhou… As for what principles and golden rules, he obviously had no idea what was going on either.

Could it just be flattery? Thinking this, Su Zhou cleared his throat, picked up the pen, and said seriously: "Where do you want me to sign?"

"The last page of this notebook!"

Since the other party came with good intentions, Su Zhou would always reciprocate in kind. He opened Seros' notebook and flipped to the last page.

Then, he saw some notes in the gaps between the pages.

Of course, it wasn't that Su Zhou deliberately snooped into the lady's private notes, but his dynamic vision and perception were simply too strong, so much so that even a fleeting glance at a line of words could clearly understand the meaning of each word.

Because of this, Su Zhou was struck by lightning when he turned to the last page of the notebook.

This notebook was already filled with all kinds of bizarre quotations and strange paintings, and the content recorded on the last page was even more inexplicably familiar to Su Zhou…

[Absurd! You say you are the strongest transcendent in the French region, how do you know for sure? Have you fought all the transcendents in the French region?]

[Everyone thinks so? I am also everyone, have I been represented by you?]

[Why talk about voting? Is the one with the most votes the strongest?]

[I'm not qualified to comment? Then you're not qualified to use the title of the strongest transcendent in the French region to promote yourself -- didn't you question my age a few days ago, saying I wasn't qualified to participate in the United Nations Transcendent Conference? Undoubtedly, I am retaliating, but I am also reasonably questioning!]

[--Excerpted from Su Zhou's verbal war with Champlain, a cadre of the Europa Union Confederation Bureau, on Twitter on June 1, 2016]

As soon as he saw this quote, Su Zhou immediately recalled the incident more than ten days ago, when he was notified by Wen Sheng that he had obtained the qualification to participate in the first United Nations Transcendent Conference.

Coincidentally, that Confederation Bureau cadre named Champlain was unlucky and was not selected, so he made a few sour remarks on the internet, secretly satirizing Su Zhou's age and that his strength was forcibly instilled by the Zheng Nation using secret methods, and even liked some posts that blacklisted Su Zhou, which was discovered.

Su Zhou was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately picked up his mobile phone and directly pursued and killed the other party online for most of the day, posting extremely targeted remarks on each of the other party's tweets -- of course, he didn't delay his cultivation, because Su Zhou can now use his spiritual power to control his mobile phone remotely instead of his fingers. He can even control thunder with one hand, fire with the other, water flowing in front of his chest, and a whirlwind rising under his feet, and then type with his will to spray people.

This was undoubtedly a carnival, both for Su Zhou's fans and haters. The reason they paid attention to Su Zhou was because Su Zhou would never pretend not to see this kind of sneaky provocation, but would directly mobilize the giants and strike with heavy fists.

But Su Zhou never expected that this kind of casual remark would be recorded in a notebook!

"Crap (Japanese and Chinese), what the hell is written on this?!"

Signing his name with slightly stiff fingers, Su Zhou handed the notebook back to Seros. He stared at the other party with a strange look, his heart surging: "This guy, actually likes me because of this kind of thing? Not because of my invincible martial arts and good looks, but just because I'm good at trash-talking and spraying people?"

#SuZhouFaceValue#, #SuZhouStrength# should be the normal state of his fan circle, what the hell are #SuZhouSprayingPeople#, #SuZhouTrashTalking#!

Seros, on the other hand, happily gazed at Su Zhou's signature on her notebook, her eyes shining.

Her grandfather was a high-ranking official in the Confederation Bureau, and Seros' parents were also members of the Confederation Bureau. They worked day and night, and business trips and overtime for ten and a half months were commonplace.

From a young age, she grew up under the care of a nanny, and her personality was timid. She not only couldn't scold people, but also didn't know how to fight back when bullied.

A year and a half ago, Seros had clearly advanced to the Awakening realm, and her cultivation progress far exceeded all her peers in college. But because of the influence she had left on people before, some jealous classmates would still find fault and satirize her -- and she still didn't know what to do.

Using transcendent force against ordinary people was against the rules, but Seros couldn't simply spray back -- she didn't even know how to say swear words, so how could she express her anger?

Until Seros watched Su Zhou's program.

She suddenly had an epiphany.

--So that's how you spray people!

--In this world, there are actually words that can enrage people like that without saying swear words? This is simply art!

--I understand! This is a weapon, a weapon of words! Although I'm not naturally good at it, I can learn!

And to learn, one must naturally learn from the strongest keyboard warrior!

So, Seros began to pay attention to Su Zhou, drawing nourishment from Su Zhou's live broadcasts and various recordings, which she called the power of the keyboard.

--This sentence is good, it can be used for sarcasm.

--This sentence is also good, it can be used to argue and spray people.

--This sentence is also very good… As expected of Su Zhou, as expected of the strongest of the younger generation on Earth! Not only is he strong, but he also has a deep understanding of the weapon of language!

I want to see more… I want to see more of Su Zhou's spraying and arguing!

So I'll also be sarcastic to him, that way, he'll come and spray me!

Su Zhou naturally didn't understand how twisted his fan was, but seeing Seros holding his signature and looking so happy, the awkward feeling in his heart quickly dissipated.

At this time, La Fey couldn't find any opportunity to build rapport, but Su Zhou happened to be someone who didn't like small talk, so the two directly talked about the content of this mission.

This time, the first to set off for the Beast God Realm exploration was the Europa Union team. La Fey was a master of sealing techniques. He could temporarily seal his other team members in special cards and collectively release them when needed. He himself could seal a local creature from the Beast God Realm and control it to act in the Beast God Realm.

In this way, the target was extremely small and very concealed. With drones and some miniature reconnaissance robots, as well as the help of術法 (shufa, spells), the Europa Union team could bring a lot of information to the subsequent teams.

Secondly, there was the Zheng Nation's action team led by Su Zhou, who was at the Commander tier. They would advance rapidly along the safe path that La Fey had found for them, and kill some local threats along the way that could not be bypassed as quickly as possible.

The American Federation and the Ross Nation's teams were advancing from another direction. If the Earth's actions attracted the attention of the local forces in the Beast God Realm, they would be responsible for expanding the chaos and creating opportunities for the Europa and Zheng Nation's action teams.

All were dangerous, and all required sacrifice. In this joint operation, there was not much calculation and benefit between the major forces -- just like no one would want to try whether the Dead Hand system was really that useful, no one would think about calculating at this time.

Because they knew the horror of the Heavenly Venerate tier, the Earth side would never allow the Life Lord Great Tree to have any chance of resurrection.

Speaking of which… this is also a debt left by the ancestors.

Thinking of this, Su Zhou couldn't help but think of the hundreds of alien spaceships on the moon, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The Beast God Realm is okay, we can still cope with it for now, but if a group of aliens really come with a space fleet, what will humanity do?"

Worrying about things that are too far away is quite meaningless. Obviously, the old and young of the Gral family were not as worried about the world as Su Zhou was. What they thought about were more practical issues.

"Professor Su, it is now rumored that you have advanced to the Commander tier, but a large part of the people do not believe this. Even I, because I stand between the peak of the Transcendent tier and the Commander tier, know very clearly the difficulty, so before meeting you today, I still doubted your strength."

La Fey Gral was a transcendent of the same generation as Dao Sheng. He didn't talk about being approachable, at least he spoke human language, and it was very clear what he was thinking.

Now, the old man looked at Su Zhou with a smile: "However, although it is a bit presumptuous, I still want to know what kind of strength Professor Su you have now -- only by knowing your strength can we better cooperate in the next operation."

Seros on the side also looked over here with anticipation.

"What you said is not unreasonable, but to put it bluntly, you still want to test my strength."

Su Zhou shrugged. Before cooperation, it was natural to know each other's strength, but the other party definitely wanted to see the true power of the first Commander tier in the new era of Earth -- and if Su Zhou made a move, they might also be able to see some clues from it, and then better understand the essence of the Commander tier's power.

Of course, if Su Zhou showed some of his unique strengths, at least it could enrich their database -- you know, so far, all the records of Su Zhou by all the major forces except for Zheng Nation only say that Su Zhou is good at using thunder, has a certain ability to summon wind and rain, and is almost invincible in thunderstorms.

In other words, they still think that Su Zhou is a gifted thunder-type spellcaster.

Before Su Zhou could speak, he could hear the voices of Dao Sheng and Yan Sheng coming from the miniature earphones in his ear: [It doesn't matter, show them a hand.] [It's harmless, just do it.]

The two had already noticed this when La Fey approached Su Zhou, and then, relying on Zheng Nation's control of the Kunlun Secret Realm, remotely observed this scene of communication between the two.

They naturally understood La Fey's little thoughts very well, but this was originally a trivial matter -- every major force has a heritage and experience that leads directly to the realm of Immortals and Gods, and Su Zhou's strongest point is not any special ability, but that his leveling up is simply as incredible as if he had opened eight times the experience.

So, Su Zhou nodded and prompted: "Then I'll start."

La Fey and Seros also became serious at the same time, their eyes flashing with spiritual light, and they actually activated their spiritual vision, wanting to carefully observe the flow of spiritual energy around Su Zhou.

However, they only saw wind.

Green, torrent-like, spiritual storm.

Standing on the land of the Kunlun Secret Realm, Su Zhou casually opened his arms, and with this action, four hundred and thirty-two 嵐種 (lanzhong, storm seeds), exceeding the number of the 'Zhou Shen Lan Jia' (Body-encompassing Storm Armor) Great Circulation Storm Armor realm, were released from Su Zhou's body, carrying an endless storm.

These rapid currents of wind formed a storm that traversed the heavens and the earth, causing spiritual energy to surge like a flood. They intertwined with each other, forming a huge green net, covering all the space within a radius of one hundred and fifty-two meters centered on Su Zhou. Within this huge domain, each 嵐種 (lanzhong, storm seed) was combined and inlaid with each other, twelve as a group, forming thirty-six simple spiritual energy cores like gun barrels.

Under the infusion of Su Zhou's spiritual energy, these spiritual energy arrays seemed to have life, revolving around Su Zhou in a strange trajectory, and all kinds of compressed spiritual energy were condensing in each spiritual energy core.

It was like, miniature dragons brewing their own breath.

At that moment, whether it was La Fey or Seros, whether it was Dao Sheng or Yan Sheng, even the distant national action teams noticed that a huge, unprecedented powerful spiritual energy fluctuation was accumulating and shaking like a volcano about to erupt.

And the next moment, it erupted.

As Su Zhou casually pointed towards the sky, all the gun-barrel-like spiritual energy cores were arranged into a circular array, and then, they fired in unison.

Thirty-six streams of spiritual energy ignited the dust in the air, sparks permeated in mid-air, and this beam of light, like lightning, enough to melt tank armor, and extremely dazzling, which should be called 'Dragon Breath', lasted for a full three seconds. Its heat was even enough to distort the air, leaving a dark light mark on people's retinas, and Su Zhou even controlled this stream of air, accurately drawing across the mid-air, leaving the two characters 'Su Zhou' with the residual spiritual light.

With just this one strike, he could instantly destroy thirty-six tanks, or precisely kill thirty-six unprepared Awakening-tier transcendents, or a few Transcendent-tier cultivators who were not focused.

Flowing, accelerating, gathering, agile… The techniques about wind, the teachings and suggestions from the Wind God, had been completely digested by Su Zhou and transformed into his own power.

"I originally wanted to call it Dragoon or Funnel -- but that seems to infringe on copyright."

After firing in formation, Su Zhou retracted his hand: "So I plan to call it Dragon Breath Cannon, alas, it's all the same thing anyway."

The thirty-six spiritual energy cores disintegrated into a leaping 嵐種 (lanzhong, storm seed) in mid-air, and then all returned to his body.

Unlike his granddaughter, who was just murmuring 'This is so strong', La Fey slowly lowered his head, which was looking up at the sky, and looked at Su Zhou solemnly: "Thank you very much for your action, I now know your strength very well."

Faced with this power, he subconsciously used honorifics, and in his heart, La Fey's thoughts were surging.

--So that's how it is, in addition to his powerful thunder-type strength, Su Zhou actually has such talent and power in the wind-type? This can truly be called invincible on Earth at this stage! Even if a whole squadron of supersonic fighter jets fought him in an air battle, facing this kind of formation, I'm afraid Eastern Europe would suffer a crushing defeat!

These thirty-six spiritual energy cores, which can release a stream of spiritual energy almost like a dragon's breath at any time, are almost equivalent to thirty-six highly mobile and extremely powerful tank cannons… Each cannonball has the power of an almost Transcendent-tier sub-dragon's dragon breath!

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the power of Su Zhou's, a quasi-Dao cultivator, real body's dragon breath is!

"As long as he learns to launch the spiritual light robes in sequence, ensuring uninterrupted fire suppression, no one can defeat him in ranged combat within visual range!"

While still communicating with Su Zhou, the high-ranking official of the Confederation Bureau thought to himself: "Unless, you quickly get close and enter the realm of close-quarters spiritual martial entanglement, so that he can't use this technique…"

Su Zhou didn't care about this and smiled, allowing the other party to guess.

Just as people from major forces around the world gathered in the Kunlun Secret Realm, preparing to start the operation.

North America, Alaskan ice sheet.

The headquarters of the New Holy Serpent Spirit Synod.

A young voice echoed in the empty domed hall: "Have our people entered the Kunlun Secret Realm?"

"They have entered, Leader." A respectful middle-aged male voice sounded: "This time, we can directly bypass the Kunlun Secret Realm and directly place the transmission beacon in the Beast God Realm -- in this way, neither the Zheng Nation nor other forces can stop us from going to another world."

In this core area of the underground fortress, built on permafrost and endless ice and snow, there was a row of strange long tables that twisted and turned like snakes.

And at the snake's head of the long table, a luxurious seat, seemingly cast from silver, gold, various crystals and gems, sat a young man with a calm temperament and bright sapphire-like eyes.

This young man's face was delicate, tending towards androgynous, but it was definitely not impossible to tell the difference between male and female. He had waist-length golden hair that was draped over his shoulders, seeming a bit unkempt, but one could see that these golden hairs were moving on their own as if they had life, like playful little snakes, intertwining and scattering each other.

"Mm." Facing his subordinate's flattering remarks, this young man didn't seem very happy. He crossed his fingers and placed them on the table, supporting his head, and said somewhat lazily: "I hope that this time, we can successfully complete our goal."

Beside him, a middle-aged man wearing a black tuxedo, who was smiling obsequiously, immediately perked up and replied: "No problem! Spiritual energy has been revived, and the Beast God Realm is also an ungoverned wasteland. As long as we can establish a complete base there, whether it is preparing a large number of sacrifices again to trade with the great existence in the void, or as our new base, we will definitely regain the original glory of the Synod…"

"Fool, that's not our purpose." At this, the young man sighed. He would never have employed this subordinate, who had always failed to grasp the purpose, always patted the horse's leg when flattering, and was useless except for loyalty, if most of the Synod's elite forces had not been almost completely wiped out in the Shan State before the revival of spiritual energy: "Setting up a transmission beacon in the Beast God Realm and opening the void trading ritual is naturally one of the goals, but sending a member who has been lurking for a long time into the American Federation's action team is not just for this!"

He slapped the table with some exasperation: "Our goal is that 'Su Zhou'!"

Saying this, the young man lowered his head, gazing at the photo placed on the long table. He whispered to himself, his tone solemn: "Only he is our true target."

One could see that in that photo placed on the long table, there was only one person.

It was Su Zhou's face.

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