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What Zhou Ye wanted was never to conquer the underworld. Conquest means confrontation and domination.
From the very beginning, he came to "create".
Create a divine kingdom that belongs entirely to him.
"Ye is not conquering the underworld..."
Rias's lips moved slightly, but her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.
"Ye is... dividing the Underworld into a new order, no longer Hades who eliminates and seizes power, but the entire world, the Underworld of all pantheons is being unified."
She and her Gremory family were fortunate enough to be among the first and most central administrators of this new order.
Thinking of this, a shiver, a mixture of fear, awe, and extreme excitement, shot up her spine and up to the top of her head.
A new era, belonging to Zhou Ye, has arrived in a way she never imagined.
Chapter 370 Love and Juicing Girl
For the next month, Zhou Ye went into full vacation mode.
He delegated all council duties to Kasumigaoka Utaha and her team, and entrusted the construction of the new order in the Underworld entirely to Rias and Himejima Akeno. He himself comfortably became a hands-off manager, spending his days in the old school building of DxD, enjoying a rare period of leisure.
During the day, I would play a few rounds of Go with Rias, sample various snacks at the newly opened food street in Kuoh Town, or simply lie on the sofa in the activity room and watch Nami get frantic and jump around trying to balance the deficit of interdimensional trade.
Nighttime, however, presents a completely different scene.
The hot spring in the old school building is shrouded in mist.
Rias, Akeno Himejima, Nami, Utaha Kasumigaoka, the Toujou sisters, Kokonoe, Nami, Saeko Busujima, and other stunning beauties with vastly different personalities, as if they had planned it in advance, launched a silent "war" against Zhou Ye.
Their purpose was clear and pure.
She has a child with Zhou Ye.
One inherited this miraculous bloodline, and the other was born destined to stand at the top of the world.
For Zhou Ye at his current level of existence, having offspring is no longer a simple physiological act, but an extension of his life essence and a division of energy. But his women clearly don't care about these things.
Rias was the most direct. She gazed at Zhou Ye with her pure red eyes, her tone carrying the noble and earnest air characteristic of a Gremory family heir: "Ye, I need an heir. A child who can carry on the Gremory family's glory and yours."
Himejima Akeno, as always, exuded a seductive allure, whispering sweet nothings in Zhou Ye's ear:
"Ya la ya la, Ye, don't you want to see whether a child who has inherited your and my power will be an angel or a devil?"
Nami's ideas are always so practical. She would bring over a "Return on Investment Analysis Report on Zhou Ye's Bloodline Inheritance Rights" and argue vehemently: "Boss, this is a top-level long-term investment! One offspring means we'll have another super fighter in the future. This deal is a sure win!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha even used this kind of thing as material for her writing. She would observe and record in her private notebook: "On the differences in energy compatibility and emotional expression between different races when extraordinary life forms reproduce..."
Faced with this sweet "siege," Zhou Ye accepted it all.
The activity room in the old school building, and the various rooms connected to it, were the stage for a drama that would drive any man crazy with envy almost every night.
The sun was shining brightly that afternoon.
Zhou Ye leaned lazily against the sofa, while Kasumigaoka Utaha, like a docile cat, curled up in his arms, using his lap as a pillow. A slim laptop sat in her lap, her fingers flying across the keyboard, seemingly writing the outline for a new book.
The activity room was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed black tea by Akeno Himejima.
"Boss."
Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly stopped typing, tilted her head back, and looked thoughtful in her beautiful eyes.
"Are you... considered a god now?"
She added:
"Humans in the world of sorcery believe in you, and the souls of the dead in the underworld also worship you. From the perspective of faith, you already possess the most essential foundation to become a god."
"Adding to the previous elimination of the evil god of the EXE world, the highest combat power in this world, although you always say you are a human with power, but..."
Zhou Ye picked up his teacup, took a sip of the black tea that Himejima Akeno had specially brewed with a touch of magical honey, and slowly replied:
"I'm more inclined to think that I'm just a human Herrscher with a relatively high level of authority. Becoming a god is fine if it takes a short time, but it's hard to say if it takes a long time. At least I haven't lived as long as Michael or Helena yet."
He looked at the vast golden ocean of faith within his body, feeling the immense power it contained that could easily distort reality, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"However, the identity of a god is indeed a good disguise. At least, it can save a lot of unnecessary explanations and trouble."
What he didn't say was that deep down, he also harbored a subtle sense of confusion.
The authority of the Herrscher of the End, Talking Tom's idealistic nature, plus this immense power of faith... the power he possesses has far exceeded the scope of any single mythological system.
He is not a god, because he can easily "create" "merit-destroying tools" that are more powerful than many gods in mythology.
He is not human either, because the joys and sorrows of ordinary humans have become data that can be modified at will in his eyes.
He seemed to be evolving in a direction that even he himself couldn't accurately define. This feeling was novel, like traveling alone on an unknown continent without a map, where everything ahead was unknown.
Just as he was pondering this, a long-lost, cold, mechanical voice rang in his mind.
[The host's mental state has been detected to be in a state of extreme euphoria, with the activity of life-source energy reaching an unprecedented peak.]
[Special reward mechanism triggered.]
[Reward: Random childhood nostalgia world coordinates *1.]
Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment.
Mental well-being? Peak activity of the life force?
He subconsciously glanced down at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was still writing furiously in his arms, and then thought about his "juicer" life of partying every night recently, and suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.
So, is the system's reward determination mechanism really this simple and crude?
[Coordinate positioning in progress... Positioning complete.]
[World Title: Under One Person]
[World Introduction: A modern urban world where "Qi" is a supernatural power, filled with extraordinary individuals, traditions, and magical arts... the ancient martial arts world stirs beneath the surface of modern society.]
"Under One Person?"
A smile, tinged with nostalgia, slowly crept onto Zhou Ye's lips.
That was truly... quite an interesting world. All sorts of strange and wonderful martial arts techniques, secrets buried in history, and a cast of characters with distinct personalities and shameless ways of doing things.
He gently stroked Kasumigaoka Utaha's soft, long hair and said:
"My dear Shiyu, our honeymoon may have to be postponed for a while."
"Hmm?" Kasumigaoka Utaha snapped out of her creative reverie and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Have some fearless old fogies jumped out to cause trouble again?"
"No." Zhou Ye shook his head, his smile widening.
"I just found a really interesting... old-school shonen manga theme park and wanted to check it out."
Chapter 371 The New World Under One Person
When Zhou Ye announced that he would be embarking on another solo interdimensional journey, the lively atmosphere in the activity room instantly fell silent.
Rias put down her teacup, the cup clinking softly against the saucer. Her beautiful red eyes were fixed on Zhou Ye, a hint of barely perceptible worry in them.
Is this world in danger?
She asked. Having experienced EXE's cross-dimensional invasion, she knew better than anyone how terrifying Zhou Ye's power was now, but concern clouded her judgment, and she still asked the question subconsciously.
"Danger?" Zhou Ye chuckled. He walked to Rias's side and gently pinched her soft cheek.
"Rias, to me, the world is now divided into only two categories: interesting and boring. And the word 'danger' hasn't appeared in my dictionary for a long time."
He explained, “It’s a low-magic world where Qi is the main power system. The strongest combat power might not even be as strong as a high-level demon. My trip there was more like a nostalgic sightseeing tour, and I also collected some interesting energy samples along the way.”
"It's mainly the Eastern Taoist system. Speaking of Taoism, I don't know how Taoism disappeared in this world. There's not much news about the Yin-Yang techniques of the Japanese pantheon, or about Indra, that dog-donkey who got killed."
Upon hearing the words "no danger" and "tourism," the atmosphere in the activity room immediately became lively again.
"Boss, sightseeing costs money too!"
Nami was the first to jump up from the sofa, her eyes gleaming with the light of gold coins, instantly switching into work mode. "Does that world have a unique monetary system? What kind of currency is it—fiat currency or the hard currency of the underworld? Are there any special products worth investing in? Like unique minerals, plants, or cultivation manuals? Should I immediately assemble a team to help you prepare a detailed cross-dimensional business investigation and investment feasibility plan?"
A barrage of questions came out like a machine gun, giving Zhou Ye a headache.
Before he could answer, Kasumigaoka Utaha adjusted her glasses and approached the question from a different angle.
"An Eastern world of supernatural beings based on Qi..."
She pondered for a moment, her eyes behind her glasses gleaming with an intellectual light.
"It sounds like it's full of mysticism and the clash between traditional culture. How can people with supernatural abilities coexist with ordinary people? How can ancient sects cope with the impact of modern technology? This clash between old and new civilizations is itself an excellent dramatic conflict. Boss, please make sure to collect more local cultural materials, especially the internal rules of those sects and the rumors of the martial arts world. My new novel is missing a stage full of Taoist charm and martial arts spirit."
Seeing one person obsessed with money and the other obsessed with manuscripts, Zhou Ye couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright."
He waved his hand, reassuring the two money-grubbers and the literary giant who had already begun planning for the future.
Himejima Akeno smiled as she stood up and walked to Zhou Ye, carefully smoothing out non-existent wrinkles on his collar. Her movements were gentle, her eyes tender, exuding a mature charm unique to married women.
"Yala yaala, go and come back soon, Ye."
She leaned close to Zhou Ye's ear, her breath sweet as orchids.
"We'll prepare the best welcome ceremony at home. Hopefully, your trip won't take too long and keep us waiting impatiently."
Her words were full of suggestive hints, which made Zhou Ye smile.
This is his home, his home base.
There were no tearful attempts to keep him, no anxious admonitions.
What exists is complete trust, and each person expressing their support and concern in their own way.
Each of them is no longer a decorative vase that needs his protection, but a partner who can stand on her own and lead this vast interdimensional organization with him.
"I'll be back soon."
Zhou Ye hugged them one by one, and finally left a light kiss on Rias's forehead.
Without saying anything more, he activated the world coordinates provided by the system.
A barely perceptible ripple spread outwards from him. Without dazzling lights or exaggerated special effects, his figure vanished into thin air from the activity room of the old school building, as if he had never existed.