NFBE Chapter 1723 Eight Claws' Worries!
Chapter 1723 Eight Claws' Worries!
The King of the Wind held an empty teacup, his lips pressed into a straight line, his slightly aged face full of helplessness.
He stared at Madam Octopus's bewildered yet feigned serious gaze for a long time before finally speaking, somewhat displeased:
"You really weren't listening at all."
"What are you thinking about? You seem distracted lately..."
"Uh, hehe, it's nothing..." Madam Octopus subconsciously tried to cover it up again.
But after her crescent-shaped pupils refocused and she saw the expression on the King of the Raging Wind's face, she abandoned the idea and sighed, jokingly saying:
"Your observation skills have really improved, Rinfeng. You actually noticed that..."
King of the Wind: "..."
"Big sister, you're practically wearing a heavy heart on your face!"
As they were talking, Lin Feng got up on his own, picked up the teapot from the coffee table, and poured water into his own teacup without any hesitation.
"Go ahead and tell me your troubles, and let me, your 'psychologist,' give you some advice."
"I'll give you a 20% discount on the consultation fee. One universe hour will be 500 kilograms of refined gold..."
"You're the eldest sister? Your whole family are the eldest sisters!" Madam Octopus rolled her eyes in annoyance, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.
"Five hundred kilograms of refined gold in a universe? You might as well just rob it!"
"Then it'll be free for one universe hour!" King of the Wind chuckled, holding his full teacup, and sat down again.
"Hurry up!"
"Actually, it's nothing..." Octopus frowned slightly and told the truth:
“I was just thinking about the massacre of the Kro people… This is the third planet already, but neither the Kro nor the Starry Sky people have been able to identify the killer.”
"That's it?" The King of the Wind's eyes widened, his expression one of utter surprise.
"Others may not know about this, but do you and I still have doubts?"
"Those who slaughtered the Kro must be the tribe to which Balgon belongs, Gobelins!"
"What's there to think about?"
"You really think it's Gobelin?" Madam Octopus frowned and asked to confirm.
"Three planets, silent and still, without a single survivor."
"Although Balgon is incredibly powerful and extraordinary, the Gobelin tribe behind him, and all those Gobelin people, can't all be like him, can they?"
"Even if they were all equally powerful, the slaughtered Kro people were not chickens or dogs."
"A high-level combatant with a value of 100 million died without even sending a message. Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"
"What problem could there be?" The King of the Winds said dismissively, bringing the teacup to his lips and making slurping sounds as he drank.
"Can't people have a little secret?"
"To have transformed the Gobelins, such a weak demon race, into such a terrifying force, they must have possessed many special methods."
"Anyway, they already gave you a heads-up twenty years ago, and the target was the Kro race, not the sea race. You, the chosen one of the gods, shouldn't take it to heart."
"Hiss, wait... I remember Octopus, you weren't usually this 'sentimental', were you?"
"Could it be that after becoming a chosen one of God, her personality and thoughts were influenced by the divine authority, and she became a saint?"
"Power does not affect the personality and thinking of its holder; it is only attracted to the same qualities," Madam Octopus patiently explained.
"Huh? So you mean you're actually a saint all along, just pretending to be cold-blooded?" The King of the Winds wore a slightly exaggerated expression of surprise.
"Everyone says that eight-legged mollusks are the best at camouflage among marine creatures, and it turns out it's true!"
Madam Octopus: "..."
"If you can't chat, get out!"
"Just kidding." The King of the Wind chuckled, his playful tone replaced by a serious one:
"Actually, I know what you're worried about."
"It's nothing more than worrying about Gobelins' monster identity, fearing they might bring annihilation to the entire universe in the future, right?"
“I am not worried about Balgon and his people,” Madam Octopus retorted, her tone somewhat argumentative.
"What I'm worried about is that other monsters are attacking the Kro tribe..."
"If there are reclusive clans like Gobelins in the Demon Realm, and we are completely unprepared, then we are in danger."
"Come on, other monsters..." The serious expression on the King of the Wind's face vanished in a second, and he burst out laughing:
"I used to think that the culprit who slaughtered three planets couldn't possibly be Gobelin, but now I've changed my mind and think that there might be a hidden race like Gobelin in the Demon Realm."
"You're obviously overthinking it!"
"If you're still worried, just call Balgon over and ask him again."
"Do you think I don't want to?" Seeing that her true thoughts had been exposed by Lin Feng, Madam Octopus no longer concealed them and sighed:
"Balgon is a perfect intelligence partner; I can get answers to almost anything I want to know from him."
"We've known each other for so many years, and the cooperation process has been quite pleasant. There has never been a single instance of us breaking our promises."
"But unfortunately, he has one unique and fatal flaw. Do you know what it is?"
The King of the Winds shook his head.
"It's fucking expensive!" Madam Octopus said through gritted teeth.
"Every piece of intelligence is fucking expensive!"
"Whether the intelligence is easy to obtain or difficult to obtain, it is all equally expensive!"
"Unless I can provide him with the intelligence he wants in exchange, I simply can't afford to spend any of it on him!"
Upon hearing this, the King of the Winds chuckled.
"this one?"
"I thought it was something serious..."
"The mighty overlord of Neptune is actually complaining about being poor? Hahaha..."
Seeing this, Madam Octopus opened her mouth to argue.
Before he could even utter a sound, he was interrupted by Lin Feng waving his hand:
"Alright, alright, that's enough."
"I, King of the Gale, the overlord of the Storm Starfield, will cover all your expenses this time!"
"Just call Balgon over and ask him anything!"
"I'll pay!"
"Oh, so generous?" Madam Octopus looked the King of the Wind up and down as if she were meeting him for the first time.
"So I really called him over?"
"Just shout!" King of the Wind waved his hand, his voice filled with heroic spirit.
Madam Octopus shrugged, not bothering with the other party, and directly opened the data panel, clicking on Balgon's name.
After a while.
A purple spatial rift suddenly appeared within the misty underwater sanctuary.
A nimble figure darted out and landed silently in front of Madam Octopus and King of the Wind.
With his usual respect, Balgon bowed slightly to the two of them and said:
"Your Excellency, Overlord of the Neptune Starfield and Your Excellency, Overlord of the Storm Starfield, is there any intelligence you require that you have summoned me here?"
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