Soul of Negary

Negary picked up the severed hand. The hand turned back into liquid germs and was swiftly absorbed into Negary’s body as he sheathed the dagger back on his waist.

This battle with Fang Ze ended with Negary’s complete curb-stomp victory.

However, at the very last moment, Fang Ze’s Disasforce happened to grow qualitatively stronger again due to calling down another meteor. Although he was seriously injured, he would recover to the peak of health after a bit of rest.

〖 So it is indeed feasible 〗

〖 To some extent, the [Protagonist Aura] is very rigid. As long as I can grasp the central point, I can largely avoid the effect of the [Protagonist Aura] and even use it to my advantage 〗

〖 As long as it is beneficial to the protagonist, even if it seems harmful on the surface, the [Protagonist Aura] won’t interfere 〗

〖 Just like how protagonists must face hardship in order to quickly improve and grow 〗

〖 Because of that, my so-called lesson in fighting was an actual lesson in how to fight, I even hypnotized myself to think that I was actually helping him 〗

〖 Just like that, it became reasonable for me to defeat the protagonist once without any interference from the [Protagonist Aura] 〗

Negary’s gaze became sharp: 〖 It would be best not to attribute myself as a villain. Even if I am a villain, I must be the kind that would be white-washed later on. This will give me more room for manipulation 〗

〖 I must also create the model for the [Protagonist Aura] bit by bit, this kind of power that can affect one’s mind without any knowledge is truly terrifying 〗

Negary looked into the distance, then left this place.

…

Fang Ze was currently sitting in a car, although his complexion was very bad, it hadn’t turned for the worst. A pretty-boy young man with half-length hair was sitting next to Fang Ze, the Disasforce surging from his body made it so that his situation didn’t worsen.

Authority: [Deterioration], specifically, the deterioration of an injury or illness due to the lack of treatment or ineffective treatment.

The half-length hair young man was called Zhang Wei, a common name that frequently overlapped. He and Fang Ze were playmates when they were younger, but got separated as their families moved away and only reunited after the previous incident. After finding out that Fang Ze had become a Disaster King, Zhang Wei decided to remain by his side.

Thanks to Zhang Wei’s ability, Fang Ze’s condition wouldn’t worsen and could even continue to fight when necessary, basically frozen in his current state.

“I was really embarrassing, wasn’t I, A Wei” Fang Ze muttered: “Acting so aggressively trying to stir up trouble, but was instead taught a lesson. Not only did Qiao Jie’s problem not get resolved, but I also became seriously injured”

“Isn’t that natural?” Zhang Wei didn’t try to console Fang Ze and instead added salt to his wounds: “You don’t know a single thing about him. No information, no goal, no nothing. Running straight in without any plans at all is always a bad thing to do”

“And I could tell that he was still showing mercy, otherwise, you might have died there today” Zhang Wei continued his verbal attack.

“A Ze, when a meteorite falls, it’s constantly rubbing against the atmosphere, weakening and burning itself away. You have the Authority; you should know better than anyone else just how much would the angle that a meteorite entered the atmosphere affect its speed of descent”

“Bravely moving forward is a virtue, but if you don’t even know where or how you’re moving forward, you’re just going to get burned up by the atmosphere”

“Come on, I’ve already eaten enough of this chicken soup” Fang Ze complained with a smile, the frustration in his words had basically disappeared.

Many people liked to be consoled by others, not because they actually wanted to listen to ‘chicken soup’. Who hadn’t already heard at least a one hundred and one different principles of life? They just wanted others to comfort them a bit to make them feel better about themselves, as for how they were actually comforted, it didn’t really matter.

“Well, I’ll take care of my injury first. Pay close attention to Qiao Jie’s physical condition and notify me immediately if any problem arises” Fang Ze’s expression turned serious: “I originally thought that by distancing myself from Qiao Jie, I would be able to prevent her from getting involved in our matters, but this was nothing except my own wishful thinking”

“Explain the situation to Qiao Jie, I’ll take responsibility for any problems after that” Fang Ze made up his mind.

Avoidance out of care was nothing but putting your head in the sand to not see any pursuers, but that was now impossible. As a Disaster King, he had to take the responsibilities of a king.

…

He Qiao continued to familiarize herself with the unique breathing rhythm. As she maintained this rhythm, her sense of perception became more acute, within her trance, she felt like she could even sense her own soul.

Fluttering in a daze, a lot of saliva came out of her mouth, as she swallowed them following the frequency of [Respiratory Art], the Disasforce contained within them started to give off faint fluctuations that slowly affected He Qiao’s soul.

Due to He Qiao not being used to [Respiratory Art] and the guidance to her soul was still incredibly weak, the Disasforce didn’t affect her too much right now. But as she continued to breathe, as she got used to [Respiratory Art], and as the guidance to her soul became stronger, the amount of Disasforce that came into contact with it would also grow.

If her soul couldn’t be changed by Disasforce and adapt to have resistance against it, or if her rate of adaptation couldn’t keep up with her progression in [Respiratory Art], or if she made even the smallest mistake, He Qiao’s soul would only end up being completely destroyed by the vicious Disasforce.

Negary carefully sensed the results of the first user of Disasforce cultivation method and recorded various data. Whether or not He Qiao succeeded, she would still contribute crucial data for Negary’s experiment, allowing the cultivation method to develop and be further perfected.

Naturally, Negary still hoped that He Qiao would succeed. Despite the hopes of which being practically nil, he was betting on Fang Ze’s [Protagonist Aura] not being the abusive genre. It was very common for a female lead in an abusive genre novel to die, or worse, get stolen away.

Using the data He Qiao provided, Negary continued to develop the cultivation method. The one currently being employed was only the very first prototype, the more it was developed, the higher its rate of success would be.

…

Fang Ze calmed down during his recovery, at the same time, began to seriously train his combat skills. After the battle against Negary, he noticed many of his own shortcomings. His intent to attack was too obvious, he was still moving his body reflexively when using Disasforce, so on and so forth…

He believed that if he could overcome these problems, with his immense Disasforce, it would be simple to get rid of that ‘Otherworld Invader’ Wang Yuan.

He left the scar on his forehead as it was without allowing doctors to remove it. This was a shame he had to bear, and a constant warning to himself, telling him to always maintain caution and humility.

…

[The King’s laurel crown shines more and more. Under the eyes of all living beings, he would eventually become the king of all, the crimson seal in the sky]

[The disqualified king who originated from a distant land opened up the path of error, led the stars into his orbit, but did not know where he was heading]

[The right path and the wrong path, the king and the wrongful king, both are unknown]