San Tian Liang Jue
Chapter 875 Another Choice
“What is it?” Hearing this, Blood Corpse God did not pursue. He understood that with Feng Bujue's speed, as long as his body wasn't seriously injured, he could abandon the fight and escape at any time. “Suddenly you want to negotiate again?” There was a clear note of sarcasm in Blood Corpse God’s tone. “Or… have you decided to change your plan, use stalling tactics, and wait for reinforcements from your ‘Cosmic Superhero Alliance’ to arrive?”
“Heh… you’re not bad.” Feng Bujue didn’t directly answer the question, but instead praised Blood Corpse God with a smile. “Whether it’s combat ability or intelligence, you possess a considerable level.” As he spoke, he put away the two weapons in his hands. “So I think… we can talk about a deal.”
“Deal?” Blood Corpse God repeated the word, sounding quite unfamiliar with it. “Oh… you mean… reaching some kind of mutually beneficial agreement?” He sneered. “Hmph… that's interesting. You really think you're qualified to negotiate with me?”
Feng Bujue didn’t respond. Instead, he looked back at Hard-Boiled Hero and the others in the distance. At this moment, Hard-Boiled Hero was completely unconscious. The three from the Slow Alliance were still twitching on the ground. And at this distance, Police Hero's communicator undoubtedly couldn't pick up the sound or images of his conversation with Blood Corpse God. Therefore…
“First, I’ll show you something.” As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out Chuck Norris's Razor from his pocket and began to shave his head.
“Huh?” Blood Corpse God didn't quite understand Jue-ge's actions, but he patiently watched.
Before long, Jue-ge had shaved his head completely, becoming bald. “Okay.”
“What are you doing?” Blood Corpse God asked. “You're just showing me this?” He pointed to his own head. Although it was a bit bumpy and the skin was dry, it was also completely hairless. “You think I need to see yours?”
“No, it’s different.” Feng Bujue said solemnly. “In terms of appearance, hair is very important to me.”
“Oh…” Blood Corpse God nodded, replying with a serious expression, “I’ve never seen such a brazen and shameless person…”
“In any case, I want you to know that… I have now awakened overwhelming power.” Feng Bujue said, “One punch is all it takes to kill you.”
“Heh…” Blood Corpse God shook his head and laughed. “You specially called a halt to the battle just to waste time with this kind of pointless joke?”
The moment the word “time” left his lips, Blood Corpse God's smile froze.
Because… in that instant, Feng Bujue had disappeared from his sight.
“I’m here.” In the same second, Jue-ge’s voice appeared behind Blood Corpse God, and he gently tapped the latter's shoulder with a finger.
“Haaah—” Blood Corpse God cried out in alarm and instinctively spun around with a kick.
The whirling kick, like a bomb going off, unleashed a storm that swept out, overturning the scorched earth behind him. The force was like a raging wave.
But he didn’t hit anything…
“My mind is very fast, very fast…” Feng Bujue's voice sounded again. In an instant, he had returned to where he was standing before, as if he had never moved. “Comparatively, I feel my body is very slow… it gives me a sense of powerlessness.”
“What did you do…” Blood Corpse God looked at Jue-ge again, his expression now one of fear mixed with shock.
Jue-ge ignored the question and continued, “However, in this state, that ‘powerlessness’ is slightly alleviated. Although my body still can’t keep up with the speed of my mind, it’s at least passable.” He tilted his head, looking at Blood Corpse God. “And you… in my eyes at this moment, are as slow as a statue.”
“I understand…” Blood Corpse God calmed down slightly and replied in a deep voice, “You’ve used some kind of trump card to greatly increase your speed… shaving your head was just a smokescreen.”
“I can’t explain the principle behind it to you. Even if I did, you might not understand.” Feng Bujue replied. “But your reasoning is roughly correct. The only thing that needs correcting is… I didn't just increase my speed.” He paused for half a second. “I’ll emphasize again, in my current state… one punch is all it takes to kill you.”
Before the words had faded, the golden-red light within Blood Corpse God's body intensified. Like a wild beast that had sensed danger, he was reacting quickly, stimulating the potential within his body.
“Useless,” Feng Bujue said. “With your strength, no matter what you do… it's still just one punch.”
“Hmph…” Blood Corpse God snorted coldly. “Stop bluffing.” He raised his arm and pointed. “If what you say is true, why haven't you attacked yet?”
“Do you have amnesia?” Feng Bujue lazily touched his neck. “Didn’t I say, I want to talk to you about a deal.” He spread his hands. “To make you realize the necessity of this deal, I first demonstrated my strength.”
“You mean… if I refuse…” Blood Corpse God asked tentatively, “You wouldn't mind killing me with one punch?”
“That’s right.” Feng Bujue replied bluntly.
“Hmph… then I really have to thank you,” Blood Corpse God said, “For giving me the ‘right to choose’.”
“I know, you don’t completely believe what I’ve said.” Feng Bujue said. “But I can’t punch you to prove it… So, I’ll reserve that punch for now and analyze the situation for you.” He licked his lips, continuing with an easy expression, “In the meantime, if you want to attack me, feel free…”
Hearing this, Blood Corpse God only stared warily at Jue-ge, not replying or moving.
In fact… at this moment, Blood Corpse God was just unwilling to admit it. In his heart, he already believed Jue-ge's words. He was also a creature of great combat intelligence. Thinking about it slightly, he could deduce whether it was true or false…
One punch or two… judging from the speed Feng Bujue had just displayed, as long as he took out the kitchen knife again… and dismembered Blood Corpse God, the outcome would be decided. Thinking about it that way, he had no need to lie. So if he said “kill with one punch,” then that meant kill with one punch.
“Blood Corpse God, surviving is your primary goal. As a highly intelligent life form, you must have a fear of the unknown world of death.” Feng Bujue’s narration began. “Secondly, there’s freedom… On the premise that your life can be extended, you don’t want to be imprisoned again.” He raised a hand and waved his fingers. “But I have to tell you… in the current situation, you can’t accomplish either of these things alone.”
After putting down his hand, Jue-ge continued, “Your strength is indeed very strong. In terms of fighting ability alone, you’re enough to contend with a galaxy-level hero from the Cosmic Superhero Alliance. Coupled with your ‘fear projection,’ you’re practically invincible in a one-on-one battle.
“But… galaxy-level heroes aren’t pushovers either. Their mental strength is undoubtedly very strong, and they also possess all kinds of ‘abilities.’ Those abilities might not be any worse than yours.
“Even if you can’t beat them in a one-on-one fight, if two or three of them come… no, two will do. With a determination to kill… as long as two galaxy-level heroes attack at the same time, you’re bound to die.”
“Before that… what’s their reason for chasing me?” Blood Corpse God interrupted.
“Heh… according to records from the ancient annals of Slow Leiden, the crimes you committed on this planet alone would warrant being executed ten times over.” Feng Bujue laughed. “You should be glad that in the era when you were sealed, there wasn’t an organization like the Cosmic Superhero Alliance, otherwise you’d have been done for long ago.” Without turning his head, he pointed with his thumb at the four figures far behind him. “Even if you could hire a very good lawyer and use ‘lack of evidence’ as an argument to acquit you of your crimes from back then… the fact that you attacked and tried to eat these heroes just now will be hard to cover up. If there weren't any communication recordings or anything, I could help you silence them, but unfortunately, there are…”
Hearing this, Blood Corpse God felt that something was increasingly off about the other party's words…
This guy in front of him… seemed different from the other "heroes."
“Also, even if you could get the old debts cleared and accept punishment with a good attitude, earning yourself a prison sentence or something…” Feng Bujue quickly continued, “What would you do after being paroled? A dangerous species like you will always be on the Cosmic Superhero Alliance’s surveillance list. Are you going to obediently plead guilty and serve your sentence, give up eating people after getting out of prison, and find a place to live a peaceful life? Do you think that’s possible?”
“Hey, hey… you’re a ‘hero,’ and you’re using this kind of attitude that leads people to evil, a well-reasoned analysis… trying so hard to prevent others from ‘reforming’… is that really okay…” At this moment, Blood Corpse God couldn’t help but mentally rage and complain.
“In summary, you can basically foresee your own future, right?” Feng Bujue continued. “Don’t say that I won’t let you go. Even if I do, it’s only a matter of time before you’re arrested or killed.”
Hearing this, Blood Corpse God understood. “And you… will give me ‘another choice’?”
“That’s right.” Feng Bujue curled up one corner of his mouth, making no effort to hide the expression of a successful schemer. “Come and be my subordinate.”
“You said… what?” Blood Corpse God couldn’t believe his ears. He asked the question almost word for word.
“Heh…” Feng Bujue laughed. “‘Subordinate’ isn’t a very pleasant word for you to hear, is it? Actually, it’s just a title. It’s not the kind of relationship you imagine.” He put his hands in his pockets and continued slowly, “Believe me… this is a win-win deal. You can go to countless universes, taste all kinds of fresh, novel ‘ingredients,’ and never have to worry about dying…” He babbled on with an extremely seductive tone and expression, “Come on… youth, put down your principles and make a contract with me… become my summoned creature!”