I, The Janitor! Chapter 306: Is it Resolved? No Good! I've Been Tricked! - Novel Cool

Chapter 306: Is it Resolved? No Good! I've Been Tricked!

Chapter 306: Is it Resolved? No Good! I've Been Tricked!

After being brutally pecked by more than a dozen giant chickens, each over a hundred feet tall, Snake Spirit instantly realized it had fallen for a trap within a trap. It frantically tried to retreat, but despite its quick reaction, it was no match for the hungry old hens eager for a meal.

As the delicious "black and white worm" attempted to escape, three or four enormous chicken feet simultaneously pierced through the barrier between the dream realm and reality, landing with a thud and burying half of the Snake Spirit's body into the ground.

Immediately, over a dozen old hens rushed forward, pecking at the terrified Snake Spirit with a ferocious storm of pecks.

"Wait!"

"Cluck-cluck-cluck!"

"Damn beast! Get lost!"

"Cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck!"

"Wait! Let's talk! I can give you..."

"Cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck-cluck!"

"Mercy! Spare me!"

...

Is this the end? The Snake Spirit, pecked to a bloody mess by the old hens, desperately begged for mercy without a shred of dignity. Watching this, the Lazy Youth couldn't help but smirk, feeling a bellyful of complaints but unsure where to begin.

In the dream realm, he had seen the true form of the Snake Spirit, a giant snake nearly a hundred meters long, coiled like a small mountain range. Yet, after falling into Tom's carefully prepared ritual, it was being pecked to shreds by a flock of nesting hens, and it seemed like it wouldn't last much longer.

This level of weakening was truly unreasonable, even a bit shameless.

"Don't even think about negotiating with it."

Glancing at Lyon's complex expression, the Lazy Youth misinterpreted his thoughts and quickly spoke up, "Now, I can handle it, but it's not just because we were well-prepared. It's also because it was too clever for its own good. It didn't even bother to look back and chose to escape through the gap between the dream realm and reality.

While the dream realm is a thousand times easier to escape than reality, it is also a thousand times more fragile and brittle compared to the heavy and monotonous reality.

As long as I can catch it in the moment it tries to escape, I can forcibly drag it into the ritual that suppresses the Holy Spirit, using the power of the real world to crush the fleeting and illusory dream. Then, it becomes a worm that can be pecked to death by chickens.

But if I let it escape and pass this threshold, it remains the giant snake you saw, capable of crushing a small hill with its physical strength alone. At that time, we might be the ones running for our lives."

"Ah, I understand."

Lyon, snapping out of his thoughts, nodded and assured the Lazy Youth that he wasn't foolish enough to listen to the enemy's pleas. "Emma mentioned that only when the enemy completely loses its ability to resist can we negotiate. I don't intend to negotiate with it either; it's just... well, I feel it's a bit too much.

"Is it that I prepared too quickly, or did it lose too fast?"

"A bit of both..."

Lyon scratched his head, looking at the chaotic chicken coop beneath his feet, and said incredulously, "I thought that even if you could defeat this Snake Spirit, it would be an even match. At the very least, I expected a few rounds of back and forth before a conclusion.

But you merely broke off a piece from its statue, crushed the snake egg used to build the secret shrine, and casually set up a chicken coop with those materials. You managed to subdue it so quickly; it's a bit too hasty."

"Hmph, you're not just saying it's fast, but also sloppy, right?"

"A bit... But despite the sloppiness, the effect is undeniable. A Holy Spirit with a Divine Rank was completely overwhelmed by you, without even a chance to fight back. That's truly impressive!"

...

This kid has an eye for talent... Ahem, this future True God is actually quite easy to get along with.

Noticing the awe on Lyon's face, the Lazy Youth felt a bit tickled. This person may be annoying in the future, forcing him to help across timelines, but for now, he's just an honest newcomer. He's quick-witted, reliable, and a good listener. No wonder the Director likes him so much.

"The gap between me and this Snake Spirit isn't as big as it seems."

After slightly changing his opinion of Lyon, the Lazy Youth cleared his throat and waved his hand, "The situation you described, where two parties go back and forth, is the way Emma and the Director fight. In their case, the stronger and more skilled party will always win, but the loser usually doesn't suffer severe injuries if they are skilled enough.

My method, on the other hand, is more like setting a trap. While I can't guarantee the perfect placement of the trap, it requires prior setup. Once successful, the opponent falls directly into the trap and loses all resistance. That's why the gap seems more significant, but it would be the same for anyone else."

"You're too modest, Senior."

Looking at the snake spirit in the chicken coop, clearly suffocating and barely breathing, having already been pecked to near death by the old hens, Lyon couldn't help but shake his head and sigh sincerely, "Setting up a trap might not be that difficult, but knowing how and where to set it, and what kind of trap to use to take down a Holy Spirit, that's not something just anyone can do. It's something only you, Senior, could accomplish."

"Oh, I'm not that amazing."

His slightly dull right eye blinked a few times, and with a certain method, he examined Lyon, only to find that he was telling the truth. The lazy youth's smile was as hard to suppress as an AK-47 as he chuckled and suggested, "Actually, I think you have potential in this area. How about... when I have some free time, I can teach you?"

"It might not be as effective without the corresponding anomaly's blessing, but it's still a lifesaving skill... Hmm... Wait a moment, I need to retrieve that snake. Don't let the chickens peck it to death."

...

After finishing the pleasant conversation with his thoughtful junior, the lazy youth scraped his shoe on the ground, disrupting the ritual he had just set up. He then rescued the barely conscious snake spirit from the chickens' beaks.

"My dear Snake Spirit, we meet again."

Extending two fingers, he flicked the black and white worm-like snake a few times and chuckled, "Come on, hand over the person.

You know our Purification Bureau's methods. It's better to surrender and face reality than to hold onto unrealistic fantasies and end up being torn apart. It's more straightforward to hand over the person, don't you think?"

"..."

Hearing this, the black and white snake lifted its head with effort and glared at him with resentment.

"This is for your own good."

Speaking in a strange manner, like a traitor being interrogated, the lazy youth dipped the tips of his fingers in sulfur powder, lit it, and pinched the snake spirit's neck. With a heavy heart, he coaxed, "If you cooperate and hand over the person directly, your master might be willing to pay the price, and you might even be retrieved. I quite enjoy your Scale Gold Sect's gatherings, after all, they're free... Ahem.

In any case, we might meet again in the future, and it'll be awkward if I have to force you to cooperate by interrogating you harshly. You're not the kind of Holy Spirit who enjoys awkward situations, right?"

"..."

"Right?"

"No! Stop pinching! Ahhhh!"

Hearing the faint crackling sound of the sulfur combustion, feeling the increasing pressure on his neck, and the pain intensifying as the Holy Spirit's body was polluted by the hellish sulfur, burning and scorching during the combustion, the snake spirit finally couldn't bear it and screamed. It then spat out a green pearl.

"Hand! My hand! I'm giving you the person! Quickly, take your hand off!"

"Alright, alright, I'll let go~"

The lazy youth dipped his fingers in sulfur powder again, pressed a burning nail mark onto the snake's head, completely sealing its resistance. He then rummaged through his pocket, took out a somewhat dirty transparent glass bottle, stuffed the weak snake spirit inside, and casually tossed the bottle to Lyon.

"Don't get too excited yet..."

After catching his breath, the snake spirit, like countless classic villains after their plans had failed, was completely soft, except for his stubborn mouth. With effort, he propped himself up in the glass bottle, gazing at the green pearl in the lazy youth's hand with eyes full of resentment and a hint of satisfaction.

"Your Bureau's woman has been trapped in the Emerald Dream, a holy artifact bestowed by our god. Having died over three hundred times there, she has been irreversibly immersed!"

!!!

Upon hearing the snake spirit's words, Lyon's heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head to look at the snake spirit in the bottle and couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean? What happened to Emma?"

"I mean, even if you bring her back, it's useless."

The snake spirit curled up at the bottom of the glass bottle and laughed coldly, "The Emerald Dream is a holy artifact created from the shattered 'Farming God's Joy'. It's essentially an independent world. Having died hundreds of times there, her soul and the Emerald Dream are too deeply entangled to ever separate.

The only way for her to get out is to sincerely believe in our god and become a devoted follower, or for the shattered Farming God to revive. Otherwise, she can only wander forever alone in that emerald jungle!"

Through the bottle, the snake spirit caught sight of Lyon's furrowed brows and the anger in his eyes. It couldn't help but laugh and added, "What's even more fascinating is that she has an immortal body that can infinitely replenish itself. This means she can't even commit suicide; she can only linger like a ghost in the Emerald Dream, wandering forever until her soul is completely eroded by time!"

"Shut up.

"Li Yong raised his hand and pinched the Snake Spirit in the void, igniting the sulfur mark on its head, causing it to cry out in pain. Lazy Youth turned to Lyon and spoke up as a reminder.

'It's saying all this to provoke you and make you take action against it. Right now, we haven't left the Assembly Hall of the Scale Gold Sect. If we're defeated here, even without the intervention of the True God behind it, it can buy its life back from the Dead Realm with its own accumulated wealth. Don't fall into its trap.'

'...'

So... is everything it said true? Has Ai Ma already reached the point of no return?

After seeing Lazy Youth's reaction, he indirectly got the answer to his question. Remembering the care Ai Ma had shown him, Lyon couldn't help but sigh. With a glimmer of hope, he asked, 'Tom, your two dice can increase the success rate of all matters to sixty percent, right? Can you...'

'It won't work.'

At these words, Lazy Youth shook his head. 'My ability can only increase the success rate of 'possible' matters to around sixty percent, and it's only effective below the True God level. Beyond that, due to my insufficient rank, I would face significant interference.

This situation is almost impossible to succeed, and it involves more than one True God, which is precisely the type I'm least skilled at dealing with. I'm afraid I can't be of much help.'

Lyon fell silent for a moment after hearing this, then made a request. 'Tom, I can see the information of Anomalies through touch. So, can you temporarily...'

'Here you go.'

Before Lyon could finish his sentence, Lazy Youth handed him the Emerald Dream. 'Don't be too discouraged. Although I can't help now, if I can surpass the limit of mortals and gods and reach the level of the Director, I might be able to roll the dice and get a result.

Also, the Director might have a solution. The Bureau has many Anomalies with unique effects. Perhaps one of them can save Ai Ma. If that doesn't work, we can try a temporary resurrection of the Farming God or something. Who knows, it might just...'

Lyon caressed the Emerald Dream and his tense expression relaxed. Lazy Youth blinked in surprise, then his expression changed as he hurriedly asked, 'What's wrong? Did you discover something?'

'Yes, I did.'

Lyon looked at the name of the Emerald Dream, which had the word 'sacred' in its description, and then at the Delegator Badge, which allowed him to use 'sacred' Anomalies unconditionally. He smiled and replied, 'I just realized that this thing is actually...'

'Senior? What's wrong?'

As Lyon spoke, Tom's face turned purple, and he painfully choked on his own throat, making a strange gurgling sound. Lyon was shocked and quickly took out the Plague Blood Belt to try and treat him.

'Pop~'

Accompanied by a strange sound like a bursting bubble, the blood-stained bandage in Lyon's hand instantly disappeared, transforming into a currency that shimmered with a wondrous light. A gentle, soothing voice came from behind Lyon.

'Don't worry, he's not injured and doesn't need your treatment.'

After discarding the dirty bandage, a woman with a clear and beautiful face stepped out from the dream realm. She smiled slightly at Lyon, who was standing protectively in front of Tom.

'As for why he's like this, it's because I bought all the air in his body at once, even the air in his lungs that hadn't yet combined with his blood... Also, I paid for it.'

'Wow!!!'

As the mysterious woman finished speaking, the youth who had been protected by Lyon suddenly knelt down, and hundreds of tiny round coins eerily poured out of his mouth and nose, mixed with a large amount of fresh red blood, gushing out despite his feeble attempts to stop it.

Then, the clothes on Tom's chest instantly shattered, and countless silver diamond-shaped coins with abnormally sharp edges poured out of his skin, like nails fired from a gun, spraying out with a 'pupu' sound, creating a silver-hued blood mist that exploded in front of Lyon's eyes.

(End of Chapter)

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