"Fortune teller, let's see where you can hide."
A cold and arrogant woman was holding a knife. She held the blade against the neck of an old man who was holding a banner.
"What are you doing? Put the knife down. We are old friends. Let's talk this out," the old man said with a bitter face.
"If I don't put the knife against your neck, I am afraid you will run away." Yisha looked at the old man coldly.
"Why would I? I am so happy to see you, old man. Why would I run away?" The old man forced a smile. He pushed the knife against his neck, trying to push it away.
"Stop talking crap. I have been looking for you for a long time. It is time for you to keep your promise."
Yisha's face was expressionless, but the knife in her hand was firmly against the old man's neck. The old man awkwardly pulled his hand back.
"You mean that thing? Tell me. I calculated it a long time ago, but you didn't come looking for me. I thought you didn't need it anymore." The old man looked as if he had just realized something.
"Where is he?" Yisha didn't want to argue. She had been looking for the old man for a long time, and she had finally found him.
The old man looked depressed, and he said, "I calculated it for too long. He must have run away."
Seeing Yisha's face change, the old man quickly said, "But don't worry. I'll calculate it for you right now. Three minutes. Give me three minutes, and I promise I'll figure out where Dollar is."
Hearing the old man say that, Yisha's face looked better.
"I will calculate it for you now. Don't use that knife all day. You are a pretty girl. If you keep doing this, you won't be able to get married." The old man carefully pushed the knife away from his neck.
This time, Yisha didn't insist. She put the knife back into the scabbard and coldly looked at the old man. "You only have three minutes. After three minutes, I still don't know where Dollar is. I don't know if I will get married, but you will."
"I will get married?" The old man was shocked. He didn't know what Yisha meant.
"I will personally send you to Hell King to be his son-in-law." Yisha coldly snorted.
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He reached out his hand and calculated for a moment.
He then looked up at Yisha and said, "I lost the bet, and I have to admit it.
I have calculated the positions, but I calculated two positions.
One is Dollar's position, and the other is your apprentice's position.
You know my rules.
I only lost to you once, so I can only tell you one position.
Which one do you want to hear?"
"Han Sen is still alive?" Yisha frowned and asked.
"He's alive, but his situation isn't good. If no one goes to save him, I'm afraid …" The old man didn't continue. He just shook his head and sighed.
"Is there any hope?" Yisha frowned and asked.
"Yes, you will be saved if you go." The old man nodded.
"Where is he?" Iza asked.
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"Miss, are Long Yi and Dia Robber really going to kill the Golden Armor General?"
Inside the core area, a slave-looking Kate girl looked at the yellow-clothed woman sitting at the front of the ship.
"They have spent a lot of manpower on this. They aren't just pretending."
The yellow-clothed woman was pretty. She didn't look very old. She looked like she was in her twenties, but her eyes were full of wisdom. It was as if she had seen through the world.
"The Golden Armor General's power is almost as good as the deified xenogeneics out there. Can they really kill it?
I heard they asked a human called Dollar to help. They seem to have high hopes for him.
I don't understand. He is from a race that I have never heard of. He was lucky enough to get first place on the Geno Being Leaderboard. His genes couldn't have evolved that much. Why would geniuses like Long Yi and Dia Robber place their hopes on a guy like that? "the maid asked with confusion.
The yellow-clothed woman laughed and said, "Just because something is expensive doesn't mean it is useful. You have to use it correctly. I just don't know if Long Yi and Dia Robber are using it correctly."
"Miss, I don't understand this. But Miss, with your territory, you could have chosen the geniuses of the Extreme King. Some of them are already deified. That would have saved you a lot of trouble. Why did you give up on that option and choose your silkworm from another race?
Dragon One and Dia Robber are strong, but they are just half-deifieds. They are not as strong as the Extreme King, "the maid asked, her eyes wide." That's right.
The yellow-clothed woman blinked and said, "I didn't say I wasn't going to choose the Extreme King. It's just that the Extreme King's blood is strong, but they have reached a bottleneck. Even with my help, it will be difficult for them to improve further. I prefer people who can keep improving."
"What's the difference?
They will end up in the same position as the Extreme King. "Little Butterfly still didn't understand.
The woman in yellow smiled and said, "For example, some people like to buy an adult dog to guard the yard, but I prefer to buy a cub and slowly raise it myself. I can watch it grow up every day. This is also a kind of pleasure."
Little Butterfly seemed to understand. After a moment of thought, he said, "Miss, are you saying that Long Yi and Dia Robber are puppies, and the Extreme King are adult dogs?"
"Something like that."
The yellow-clothed woman laughed. "It's not just Long Yi and Dia Robber. The other races can do the same. Even if you want to raise a dog, you have to choose a breed. You have to pick one that has potential."
"Then, who do you think has more potential? Long Yi or Dia Robber?" Little Butterfly asked with curiosity.
"They don't look bad. Their potential shouldn't be any worse than the Extreme King's princes and princesses, but they aren't the best."
The yellow-clothed woman sighed. "I've seen so many, but the best is Yu Shan-shin from Sky Palace. Phyllostachys Longipes isn't bad, either. It's a shame they have already been taken."
"Isn't that bad?" Little Butterfly asked with shock.
"It's not that bad. There are plenty of geniuses in the universe, and I still have time. I can look for more. Let's go see Long Yi and Dia Robber. Perhaps there will be a surprise."
The woman's starry eyes looked at the distant starry sky. She seemed to have thought of something interesting. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. She muttered to herself, "Grand Oblivion. Although there is great love, isn't it a little boring?"
Many of the higher races knew that Long Yi and Dia Robber wanted to work together to kill the Gold Armor General. They were all watching them closely.
When the time came, Han Sen followed Long Yi and Dia Robber to the system where the Gold Armor General was.
There were eleven half-deifieds and six Kings in total. Most of them were Dragons and Destroyed. Only two or three were from other races.
Although Long Yi and Dia Robber could find more half-deifieds to help them, they didn't. This mission wasn't going to be accomplished with numbers. Trust and cooperation were more important.