Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 323 - 147: Great Calculation, But Don’t Try It in Your Next Life

"I... saw..."

The Grand Elder’s deep muttering suddenly came to an abrupt halt, his entire being frozen like a statue.

The next moment, his aged body, along with the Star Falling Seven Luminaries Mirror, exploded, blasting the walls of the secret vault into a thousand holes.

The walls that were once mirror-like were now evenly stained with a red mist, turning into a sheet of crimson.

Only the storage ring barely survived the relatively small explosion, rolling a few circles on the ground before finally clinking to a stop.

In the last moment of the Grand Elder’s life, his tattered soul seemed to have seen a figure he couldn’t comprehend taking action, and heard a sound that his soul couldn’t bear, utterly obliterating it.

With tentacles as thick as planets sweeping across the sky full of stars, pulling the terrifying momentum of countless galaxies as they relentlessly struck towards him.

That voice was a furious roar of a powerful Outer God in the universe, which meant: "Wicked thing! How dare you bully my brother!"

An attack by a Divine Spirit tracing back the source with its true body, striking with hatred, made any defense seem pitiful.

The power conveyed by that bit of celestial secret was indeed limited.

But alas, the opponent released too much power at once, a saturation attack.

This power was enough to easily erase a galaxy; even if weakened, it was more than enough to annihilate the Grand Elder completely.

A powerful practitioner on the Half-step Ascension to Divinity Tier.

A mighty Mythical Treasure.

Destroyed without a sound in the most well-guarded place of their home base.

Died from a divination.

Died from the relations gained by the Divinationist all over the world.

Perhaps this life lesson can teach these outsiders a truth.

Don’t meddle with things you don’t understand.

Did they really think that all the old knowledge and "rules of the trade" among those fortune-tellers in the cultivation world were learned in vain?

Inside the secret vault, the piercing sound of an alarm rang out.

When the expert responsible for guarding the vault rushed in, all they saw was the shattered Star Falling Seven Luminaries Mirror on the ground, with the entire room covered with the remains of the Grand Elder.

What the heck!

Where is my Mythical Treasure!?

Where is my Grand Elder!?

The experts who saw this scene in the room were dumbfounded, completely at a loss about what had happened.

One of the organization’s most powerful battle strengths, suddenly gone just like that?

And along with it, the strongest Mythical Treasures of the organization?

Absolutely ridiculous!

Soon, calmer heads prevailed, and they immediately sealed the scene, reported upward, and searched for other traces at the site.

Soon, they found the Grand Elder’s storage ring, slightly deformed from the explosion.

In the opponent’s only relic, they found a tile with a line of blood-written words.

Besides the address of Lu Wenwu’s neighborhood, it only had the words "Brother Wu."

These experts did not understand what this represented and hurriedly passed it up to the Elder Council.

The elders, who had hurried back not long ago, were all silent, gazing at the information exchanged with the life of the Grand Elder and the organization’s Mythical Treasure, speechless.

The Grand Elder’s son was devastated, crying uncontrollably in the conference room.

Meanwhile, the carefree Lu Wenwu was blissfully unaware of the chaos caused by the Salvation Resistance Army far away because of him.

He was focused on fighting the Shadowless Meow Meow Fist, teaming up with Mao Mao, vowing to defend his right to go to bed!

As the scuffle went on, he suddenly felt that in a fleeting moment, Xiaobao was genuinely angry, and the force in its little paws increased somewhat.

But it was just a momentary distraction.

Then, Lu Wenwu, ignoring all notions of Martial Virtue, dove onto the bed, hugging Xiaobao and gazing at it with attention, despite its face full of disdain.

Sure enough, Xiaobao was still the tsundere little kitty with its verbal reluctance and straightforward actions, unmistakably adorable, completely unchanged!

Although its little paws kept pushing against his face, he was convinced it still loved him!

"Meow meow! Meow meow meow meow!"

Xiaobao loudly expressed its discontent, voicing a strong protest against Lu Wenwu’s act of forcefully tucking it into bed.

But the cat’s protest was in vain.

Sandwiched between the warm, naturally heated cushions of one man and one dog, the fussing little kitty eventually settled down, half conceding.

Leaning against Lu Wenwu’s firm, warm muscles, its pink-padded paws instinctively kneaded Mao Mao’s soft fur, emitting comforting cat purrs.

One person, one cat, and one dog quietly entered a blissful slumber.

Another ordinary quest completion day!

...

The next day, Lu Wenwu woke up early.

The Master Cat was still sound asleep on the bed. He took Mao Mao downstairs to wash up and went to the kitchen to cook egg-stuffed pancakes.

A beautiful day begins with egg-stuffed pancakes!

The sleepy Xiaobao was lured awake by the aroma of the egg-stuffed pancakes, groggily walking downstairs and gracefully leaping onto the dining table, settling into its special spot.

The egg-stuffed pancakes smelled even more delicious than before.

Thanks to the chubby cat, Lu Wenwu had gained some insights during the quest, heading towards an unknown path.

The little kitty ate slowly, taking small bites.

Lu Wenwu and Mao Mao, impatient eaters, had already finished and were sprawled out on the couch with no regard for decorum.

With robots taking care of the cleaning, there was no need to wash dishes after cooking—a wonderful thing indeed!