Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#442 - Chapter 441 Breakthrough Record

Sitting on the lawn, Li Chenqiu was particularly quiet at this moment. His deep, dark eyes pierced through the gaps between people, fixed on Qi Mingyue's blood-stained white hair, and lingered there for a long time.

Without a word, without a move, he just watched quietly.

"Hey!"

Xiang Nanzhi reached out and poked Li Chenqiu: "Aren't you going to use your eyes, which are comparable to a microscope, to find out why Qi Mingyue has become stronger? What are you doing sitting here?"

Li Chenqiu didn't move his gaze and asked, "Xiang Nanzhi, what color is Qi Mingyue's hair?"

"Black, what's wrong?"

Xiang Nanzhi blurted out subconsciously, turning her head in confusion to look in the direction of Qi Mingyue. When she noticed the blood-streaked white hair, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

"What's going on? Why has this kid's hair turned white? Did he dye it?"

"Hair turned white... Has he become a Resurgent?"

Xiang Nanzhi pursed her lips into a straight line, looking at Li Chenqiu as if he were an idiot: "Has your brain been kicked by a donkey? Have you ever seen a Resurgent who's already so old that his hair is white and his face doesn't even have any wrinkles?

It's probably like I said, he went to a barber shop and dyed his hair. White hair is pretty popular these days. My neighbor in Zhaixing dyed his hair white."

"Is that so?"

Li Chenqiu supported his knees and stood up, the seriousness hidden in his eyes not diminishing much because of Xiang Nanzhi's words.

He knew Qi Mingyue too well. He was definitely not the kind of person who cared about his appearance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have two identical black short-sleeved shirts in his closet, wearing them interchangeably all summer.

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Aren't you going to enter the Linglong Pagoda?" Xiang Nanzhi, who was sitting at Li Chenqiu's feet, asked, looking up.

Li Chenqiu lowered his head, placed his hand on Xiang Nanzhi's shoulder, and asked, "Do you have Qi Mingyue's phone number?"

"Why would I save the phone number of a Chosen One for no reason?"

Li Chenqiu squatted down and said seriously, "Brother Xiang, please help me find out Qi Mingyue's phone number. There must be someone here who knows Qi Mingyue well. Please!"

Xiang Nanzhi pushed away Li Chenqiu's arm: "It's 'Xiang Nanzhi' when there's nothing to do, and 'Brother Xiang' when there's something to do. You've really mastered the art of addressing people. If you want his phone number, ask someone yourself. Why should I help you?"

"Because you want me to help you verify whether there will be a treasure given after clearing the eighth floor," Li Chenqiu said matter-of-factly.

Xiang Nanzhi chuckled: "You're a guy who doesn't get up early without a profit. Hearing that there might be a treasure given after clearing the eighth floor, you wouldn't be indifferent?"

Li Chenqiu nodded in agreement: "I have to say, you really understand me, but have you ever thought that I have the right to choose not to say it?"

There was silence between the two for a few seconds.

Finally, Xiang Nanzhi waved his hand, striking a compromising pose: "Alright, alright, I'll help you get it, okay!"

"Thank you."

Li Chenqiu smiled, pulled up his mask, and walked towards the entrance of the Linglong Pagoda.

At the same time, Qi Mingyue, who was surrounded by people and unable to move, was about to close his eyes and exit the Spiritual Illusion Realm when his expression suddenly froze. He endured the pain coming from his body and turned his head to look behind him.

A familiar figure entered his eyes, but it didn't stay for long and soon stepped into the Linglong Pagoda.

...

Tap!

Clean and crisp footsteps echoed in this space, and ripples spread out from under Li Chenqiu's feet.

"Doesn't it conjure up monsters?"

Li Chenqiu looked around in confusion, his eyes filled with thin white mist, and his visible range was limited to within a hundred meters.

"Could it be that I have to find them myself?"

Li Chenqiu muttered, wondering if he should stay where he was, when a harsh sonic boom suddenly exploded in the white mist.

A huge black shadow tore through the white mist, flashed behind Li Chenqiu, and opened its bloody mouth to bite down.

At the critical moment, Li Chenqiu raised his arm without turning his head, casually waving it backward like swatting a fly, and collided with the black shadow.

Boom!

The wind stirred the clouds and mist, and the black shadow disappeared instantly like foam.

"Congratulations to the challenger for passing the first level and breaking the first level speedrun record. Please tell me your name." A knowledgeable and elegant female voice sounded in this space.

Li Chenqiu asked vigilantly, "What do you want my name for?"

"Please tell me your name."

Li Chenqiu raised an eyebrow, realized that the other party had no independent consciousness, and casually reported: "Qiu."

"Recording complete. Do you want to challenge the second level?"

"Yes," Li Chenqiu replied indifferently.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The white mist surged, spinning wildly clockwise around him. After more than ten seconds, it gradually stopped and returned to normal.

Li Chenqiu turned his wrists and turned to look at the two unknown creatures hidden in the white mist not far away.

At the same time, outside the Linglong Pagoda.

The chaotic scene finally calmed down under the control of the three major consortia.

Qi Mingyue and the people from the three major consortia sat cross-legged in front of the Linglong Pagoda, chatting idly, but the former was a little absent-minded, often distracted.

"Little Qi, talent is important, but being able to show this talent is even more important. During these months in the War College, you should understand how much resources and background help a person grow!"

"These two points are indeed very important."

"Since you clearly understand, then I'll be blunt. Join the Ying Clan. We will help you grow quickly. As long as you are willing to work hard, I guarantee that before you are thirty years old..."

"Little Qi, don't be fooled by this guy. As everyone knows, in the Northern Federation, our Zhou Clan's comprehensive strength is the strongest. If..."

"Is being strong necessarily good? Being strong means greater competitive pressure. You've already recruited a lot of geniuses for the Zhou Clan over the years, right? Are the resources allocated from above really enough for so many people to use?"

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that..."

Rumble—

At this moment, the tall stone tablet standing in front of the Linglong Pagoda suddenly shook, and slender cracks spread like spider webs from the bottom of the stone tablet to the top, and small stones rolled to the ground.

A line of glowing, gilded characters was faintly visible at the bottom of the stone tablet.

Qi Mingyue, who was sitting on the ground, was the first to react. He supported himself with his hands and staggered to his feet, quickly came to the stone tablet, squatted down, wiped the dust from the bottom of the stone tablet with his palm, and looked at the line of gilded characters.

[Linglong Pagoda First Level Clear Record Holder: Qiu]

"Qiu?"

Qi Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then instantly reacted, a happy smile appearing on his face, but this smile only lasted for a few seconds before gradually losing its color and turning into bitterness.

"It was clearly so close, why did it suddenly become so far away again? It's so hard to catch up..."

Qi Mingyue murmured in a low voice, the unwillingness hidden deep in his eyes slowly涌出, eventually turning into undisguised loneliness...