My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 274 - 258: The Abstract Behaviors of the Dragon Race

After interacting with Olivia, Xue Dili roughly understood the process of the Interstellar Corps when it comes to destroying planets.

It's not like a doctor who, after a quick examination, says there's no hope, wait for death, farewell!

And then directly bombing the planet to avoid contaminating other areas.

The Interstellar Corps often prioritizes investigation, and they try to rescue all those who can be saved. Only when there are no populations that can be saved, or when the planet has completely lost hope and is about to spread infection to surrounding planets, do they finally bomb.

For a world like the Angels, the Interstellar Corps would never bomb it at the first opportunity. But if that enemy has hung all the people of the planet on the Divine Wood, and the Interstellar Corps detected no normal living persons, they would definitely seal off the space and bomb it all in one go.

If there is even the slightest hope of rescue, they will try to find a way, even if their methods might not necessarily work. In the end, they might still have to bomb.

Looking at the message board, there's still no response from anyone. It's unclear whether they are busy or haven't seen my message.

Xue Dili rubbed his temple with a headache.

He actually has a basic plan, which is to temporarily borrow the identity of the Angel World's Guardian, then use the Modifier to evade the Divine King's observation, and finally infiltrate by "Possession" of the native population.

It's like replicating the original operations of the enemy group. Xue Dili knows that after they find out this is happening, they will definitely try to close this back door. But it doesn't matter, as Xue Dili also has a World Authority Modifier.

At the same time, he won't copy directly, won't attack the Divine Realm, but execute in the Mortal World...

"Innovation Era!"

Xue Dili slowly repeated the name of the ritual again.

Genesis itself is a method of stealing the world's rights through oneself. The prerequisite conditions for this ritual are actually not complicated. Xue Dili is confident that he can achieve it with the identity of the Angel's World Guardian.

However, he also doesn't quite understand the potential impact of the Innovation Era.

Similarly, the premise of the Innovation Era is to gamble that the Divine King will act foolishly. Xue Dili never bets on opponents acting foolishly, especially when information is unclear, except with Zeus.

Because Zeus' secondary authority is genuinely higher than the primary, which is the core of the Father God. As long as he's in the position of the Father God, the secondary must be greater than the primary.

But the opponent occupying the World Consciousness as the Divine King is no Zeus, and they don't have such obvious weaknesses as Zeus does.

Xue Dili's fingers tapped on the desktop. He even had the feeling of returning several months ago when he was penniless and trying to outmaneuver Zeus.

"Teacher, have you finished eating?" Fafnir knocked on the door.

"Hmm." Xue Dili responded.

The door opened, and the little girl immediately came over to help Xue Dili clean up the dishes.

She looked at Xue Dili, pinched her light pink long hair, and said, "Teacher, I'm thinking of dyeing this thing silver."

Xue Dili: "?"

Why are you thinking of dyeing your hair randomly?

At the same time, Xue Dili noticed this child wore glasses with plain lenses, occasionally adjusting them, the lenses reflecting light in the room.

Glasses plus white hair, what's up? Are you trying to cosplay as a 2.5 Prison Master?

But soon, Xue Dili also realized that this child might be at the age of a teenage phase; she's just around fifteen or sixteen, the peak time for this phase. It's quite normal to think about wearing glasses and dyeing hair.

Xue Dili still remembers when he was that age, his classmates in this phase played cosplay during the school sports event, marching in formation, making the host student laugh and it was chaos.

Just to mention, back then Xue Dili was dressed in Masked Rider Armor.

"If you want to dye it, go ahead. Besides, Magic dye seems better than tech dye, you could learn some Magic in this area and dye it yourself." Xue Dili said casually.

Anyway, her pink hair already looks dyed, changing the color wouldn't hurt, and completely cutting off the past is also good.

"Is there really Magic that can dye hair?" Fafnir was instantly astonished.

Xue Dili took out the Magic Book from Old Green, started flipping through it quickly, and soon found a spell within.

[Chameleon Technique (E-Class): Can change the target's color.]

A spell without much use, although for Mages, if it can be applied in industry there's no telling what Cthulhu-level black tech might emerge.

"Go learn it yourself." Xue Dili handed the page of Magic to her, the page floated gently like an obedient Elf into her hand.

"Oh oh oh, thank you, Teacher."

Fafnir then fled from his room like an escape, but during this short time her eyes wandered all over Xue Dili's room, having already peered into countless areas.

This child...

Forget it, she never received proper education growing up, Uncle Brave passed away too soon…

Mainly, she's just too small; her actual age is fifteen or sixteen, but her physical age looks like a primary school student. According to the past examinations by Cursed Blood, she'll never grow up due to the trauma of sealing the Evil God in her childhood.

This isn't "suffering" or "illness," but rather the body's natural choice of a low-energy consumption method, fixing her body at this age, something even the Cursed Blood can't absorb.

If you want her to grow normally, there's actually a way: take her to the world of the Beast-eared Maidens. In that world where abstract concepts materialize, beat up her undeveloped physical functions harshly, so her body realizes it doesn't need to be in low-energy mode anymore, thus growing normally.

But even if she grows up normally, Xue Dili estimates she'll top out at 1.5 meters from 1.4 meters, as she's already past the age for growth spurts.

Feeling like an old father at a problem child custody center in an instant, Xue Dili looked up at the sky speechlessly.

He almost forgot that he's actually a naive university student.

...

On the next morning, Xue Dili finally received a reply from the Interstellar Corps.

[Bro, don't act impulsively. I'll come to help as soon as I finish things here. Wait for one more day, I'm in the battlefield, just got off the teleportion gate, there are too many bugs here, gotta hide]

This message appeared on the message board, and Xue Dili suddenly saw black in front of his eyes.

Judging from the message, he guessed the person on the other side wasn't very old, probably a young general, and it seems like he's busy clearing bugs in some unknown place, preparing to rush over to help once he's done.

Actually, he would prefer if an amazing Old Deng would come; that way, he wouldn't have to use his brain and could just use basic attacks to bash the Divine King to death.

Let's see if a more heavyweight predecessor notices this message and comes to help in a day.

Wait a minute, Xue Dili suddenly realized he had another way to gather intelligence besides Angels.

That is the Dragon Race!

After all, they have been planting trees for tens of millions of years, retaining a complete collection of records and intelligence. They might even directly identify the true identity of that Divine King, allowing Xue Dili to figure out exactly who the enemy is.

This is when he remembered his mom saying that the visitor in Xue Dili's original body this week was the Violent Dragon God, suggesting he should go sit with the Dragon Race. Xue Dili finally understood.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to the department head's office and casually took a leave request form.

The head of the department who just arrived at work with a thermos cup: "..."

Xue Dili: "..."

The two locked eyes, and the department head coughed and said, "Student Xue, you don't have to force yourself to come to school. How about we help you reserve your enrollment, so you can attend classes after you finish your tasks?"

"It's not necessary, Director, I'll just take a normal leave..." Xue Dili said as he filled out the leave form, while the department head's mouth twitched.

You attend class one or two days a week and take leave the rest of the time; it's pretty close to taking a break from school.

However, the department head said nothing more; taking leave is fine. It's common for young people with their ventures, and he's seen some students start successful businesses during university, or become particularly famous streamers.

Some have even taken leave during school to compete in esports competitions and returned to continue classes after winning the championship.

After sending off Xue Dili, soon enough, another counselor came in and said, "Director, I have a student here who says they have a headache and cold, and wants to take a 5-day leave."

"What kind of cold requires 5 days?! Tell them it can only be 1 day at most!" The department head said unceremoniously.

...

Two days later, Xue Dili returned to the Parallel World and saw a guy in a green-headed fly armor delivering a flying kick to the head of a Plant Monster, causing juice to splatter everywhere.

"Hey, I told you to wait! Your way of attacking is too wasteful!" Xue Dili then saw a humanoid dragon, with heartache, jump with a frog leap onto the splattered juice, extending its tongue to lick the scattered juice on the ground reluctantly.

Xue Dili: "..."

With so many Plant Monsters, don't embarrass yourselves for a little bit of splattered fragments; you dragons are acting like dogs.

Seeing that the guy in the green-headed fly armor seemed to recognize him, Xue Dili immediately said, "You continue, I won't disturb."

He then opened a teleportation gate again, this time directly targeting Salem Town.

He didn't hesitate but directly said to a dragon person playing with mud at the gate, "I've come here to check your data, to inquire about the intelligence on the Apostles."

"Sir, got it."

Then the not-so-old dragon immediately shouted, "Elder, elder, the prince has arrived!"

"Don't call him sir, call him Prince!" came the voice of a Dragon Race elder from the hollowed-out cave immediately.

Xue Dili: "..."

He suddenly realized that the dragons on Earth seemed a bit abstract, having once been in the world of Beast-eared Maidens appearing as artistic young men and women, but turning into goofy youths once back home.

The dragon who did the frog jump to lick plant juice was like this, and so was the one playing with mud.