There was also one more point... that is, even though their bodies and souls had rotted, it was laughable that they were indeed sending out cries for help.
Tang Sui’s small face creased, and she couldn’t help but nibble on the tip of her feather pen.
Under normal circumstances, when two parties encounter a stronger third party simultaneously, they would temporarily unite to deal with the third party, but where could she find such a third party?
She thought for a moment, wrote the words "Hell Slaughter Arena" on the paper, and then crossed them out.
“No... if they all attack together and target the Hell Road, the energy core of the Slaughter City will also be threatened.” Tang Sui muttered, dismissing this plan from her mind.
She maintained her contemplative posture, her gaze never leaving the Xuan paper, simulating countless plans in her mind and calculating their probabilities.
Time passed unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, several days had flown by.
The envoy, who went to check outside Tang Sui’s room daily upon receiving Tang Chen’s command, returned empty-handed once again today.
After reporting Tang Sui’s closed-door situation to Tang Chen again, the envoy asked with some bewilderment, “Your Majesty, the little princess hasn't touched the food delivered to her door for six consecutive days. If this continues, will she really be alright?”
Tang Chen mused that the demon race’s eating was primarily for enhancing their own strength and satisfying their appetites, not out of true hunger.
If they were truly hungry, it would indicate their demon power was not very good.
The little one absorbed the blood qi and soul power of the Slaughter City daily, converting it into demon power. With ample demon power, there was no need to worry about starving to death. It was similar to human soul masters, who, when reaching a certain level of strength, could also abstain from food and drink for ten days to half a month without issue.
However, he didn't need to explain too much to the envoy. Although they were his slaves, they were not of the same race.
He always remembered that human hearts are unfathomable and fickle.
There were countless backstabbers in the Slaughter City. Besides that snake below, there was now also a little cub. He trusted no one.
So he replied lazily, “She’s probably in secluded cultivation. Besides, she has soul tools on her, she won’t starve to death.”
The envoy then understood.
So she had soul tools.
Indeed, that girl, being recognized by the King and granted such high authority, wouldn’t be short of funds.
Yes, the envoy still didn't know Tang Sui’s true name.
Not only had the King of Slaughter not revealed it, but Tang Sui hadn't introduced herself either, as she remembered Tang Chen’s instruction not to casually reveal her true name to others.
Half a month later, the door of Tang Sui’s motionless room was finally opened.
Tang Sui, with sparkling eyes, clutched a rolled-up scroll. Her already pale face had become even more sallow from staying up late every day, and dark circles had appeared under her eyes, making her look as if her spirit had been drained, like someone who had just emerged from a coal mine.
Her first action was to rush to the Hell Hall and find Tang Chen, stating directly, “I want the authority of the Enforcement Team to review the qualifications of incoming personnel!”
Tang Chen looked at the little cub who seemed to have crawled out of a tarantula’s nest and was momentarily stunned. It was only when Tang Sui called him again that he snapped back to attention. He understood what Tang Sui had said, his gaze deepened, and he said indifferently,
“You want the position of Commander-in-Chief? You can, as long as you can defeat the current captain.”
The current captain of the Enforcement Team was a Titled Douluo.
Tang Sui’s small face stiffened, and she puffed out her cheeks, “I didn’t say I wanted the position of Commander-in-Chief! I want to... um, join the review team... but with some special authority!”
Special authority?
Tang Chen raised an eyebrow, “For example?”
Tang Sui grinned, her white teeth flashing and dazzling Tang Chen’s eyes, “The Enforcement Team will conduct their usual review of those entering the Slaughter City, but after they pass their review, there will be an additional special review checkpoint – me.”
“If they pass the Enforcement Team’s review, what else do you need to review?”
Tang Sui’s eyes sparkled, and a radiant smile bloomed on her small face, “I want to be a census record keeper!”
Tang Chen: “……” Record keeper?
He thought he had misheard, but looking at Tang Sui’s excited and eager expression, a subtle look appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly, “It’s possible, but even as a record keeper... one needs to enter based on strength.”
“Then arrange an assessment. I will prove myself with my strength.”
Tang Sui was not afraid at all. After all, the assessment wasn’t a duel; at most, she would be severely injured.
During this period, besides thinking, she had not slacked off in her cultivation of soul power and soul skills, and her demon power had been circulating and cultivating all along.
The current her was no longer the fragile little pitiable creature she once was!
Tang Sui was certain!
Tang Chen looked at the confident Tang Sui, his gaze pausing for a moment on the dark circles under her eyes, and said without room for refusal, “I can arrange it for you. But for now, I think you need to rest well and maintain full energy for the challenge. The assessment day will be set for three days later. You should come to the West City Gate in three days.”
Tang Sui had initially wanted to say she could do it now, but under Tang Chen’s expressionless gaze, she silently swallowed the words she was about to say.
Alright, she would sleep. She would go back to sleep now.
—Author’s Notes—
What you’ve seen of Sui Sui’s psychological journey above is roughly the tangled inner struggle Mo Li went through when discussing with her friend, which is why it got stuck at that point, tAt. The method they finally agreed upon, emmmm, to give you a heads-up, it’s probably that the friend suggested Mo Li return to her old profession, picking up the feeling of writing horror stories (bushi).
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