Virus King - Chapter 208

Chapter 208: The Abyss Departs! Return to Magic City!

TL: YYang

Compared to Group No. 001, which at least allowed some indirect contact with Chen Bai’s actions and updates, the rest of Blue Star’s evolvers could only look up in awe at this legendary figure. The man who continued to create miracles was none other than a citizen of the Dragon Nation.

However, one place was an exception:

Jiangcheng, White Emperor City.

This city, named after the mysterious and powerful White Emperor, was also the first city within the God and Devil Trial Grounds to be officially recognized by the Cosmic Will.

The city had already erupted into a frenzy.

After half a month of development, White Emperor City had attracted tens of thousands of evolvers. The previous livestream had completely cemented its reputation.

Located in the central region of the Dragon Nation, White Emperor City had become the destination of choice for countless evolvers. Everyone knew that this city was created by none other than the renowned White Emperor!

Now, one month into the apocalypse, the White Emperor’s name resurfaced in everyone’s consciousness and vision.

The first profession transfer! This feat once again brought immense pride to the evolvers of White Emperor City.

With such a formidable figure as its founder, White Emperor City was undoubtedly destined to become the safest of all safe zones.

Currently, White Emperor City had expanded significantly.

Thanks to the prior corpse tide, the zombies near Jiangcheng’s villa district had largely been cleared. The city’s expansions had already reached the vicinity of Jiangcheng University, making it the outermost district of White Emperor City.

Within the city, Song Ziqiong, the supreme ruler, had become the most respected leader among the evolvers.

However, this leader’s heart was filled with unease.

The villa district remained the city’s core, and at the very center of this district, Song Ziqiong stood before a slightly frowning Meng Meng.

Who was Song Ziqiong?!

Upon learning Meng Meng’s identity and significance, she had promptly chosen to treat this young lady with a mix of deference and caution.

As a result, their relationship was fairly amicable.

“Miss Meng, is there still no news about Chen Bai?!”

When speaking to Meng Meng, who clearly had some fondness for Chen Bai, Song Ziqiong always referred to him in such a manner.

Meng Meng shook her head.

“There’s no news in the group either. But Aunt Song, you don’t need to worry. Since Big Brother Chen has already successfully transferred his profession, it proves that his life isn’t in danger…”

Yet, just as she finished speaking, Meng Meng froze.

“Miss Meng, what’s wrong?” Song Ziqiong looked at the stunned Meng Meng. In truth, her search for Chen Bai wasn’t just out of concern—it was because of a pressing matter!

Deep within the old sewers, a dungeon called Plague Sewer had formed, and its level requirements were alarmingly high.

However, before she could voice her concerns, Meng Meng suddenly exclaimed:

“Big Brother Chen… he sent a message. He’s back in Magic City…”

…

Within the boundless abyss, Chen Bai slowly reached out his hand, a spatial ripple forming in the air.

Having spent so much time in the abyss, it may have seemed to others that only ten days had passed, but for Chen Bai, the time spent undergoing the Abyssal Trial felt far longer—longer even than his time in that medieval Western world.

This was only because every use of the Time Hourglass rewound time to an earlier point.

Now, as he prepared to return to the familiar Blue Star, the familiar Magic City, and the familiar God and Devil Trial Grounds, Chen Bai couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief.

The tasks, the profession transfer, and the ten-plus days felt like a lifetime ago.

Especially after his brief but intimate encounters with a few true gods, Chen Bai found himself feeling strangely distant from it all.

After he sent a message to Meng Meng,

Chen Bai closed his eyes once again, turning his focus to his status panel:

[Chen Bai (Zombie Slayer)]
[Evolver ID: 001]
[Talent: Virus Sovereign (SSS)]
[Professions: Abyssal Overlord (SSS), Scourge of the Living (SSS)]
[Level: 12 (241/5000)]
[Strength: 340 (+17)]
[Agility: 353 (+17)]
[Constitution: 347 (+17)]
[Spirit: 393 (+19)]
[Charisma: ???]
[Luck: ???]
[Currency: 13,547 Gold…]
[Skills: Cell Regeneration (A-Rank Passive), Inferno Burn (A-Rank Active), Explosive Fireball (C-Rank Skill), Spiritual Perception (D-Rank Skill)]
[Talent Skills: Influenza, Darklight Virus Series (details omitted), T-Virus Series (details omitted), Depression]
[Profession Skills: omitted]

A potent strength coursed through Chen Bai’s body, wrapping him in its presence.

During this time, Chen Bai had conquered the first nine layers of the abyss, claiming them as his own. These unclaimed layers had significantly boosted his overall attributes by 45 points. Additionally, by utilizing Plague Sun to slay demons, his level had rapidly increased.

After completing his profession transfer, his level surpassed 10, resetting his experience cap to zero. Under the rules of the God and Devil Trial Grounds, defeating enemies below one’s own level no longer provided any experience. This restriction ensured that only the strong could perpetually advance their power.

However, the growth of Chen Bai’s attributes was not as substantial as it could have been. A significant factor in this was the complete destruction of his Plague Set during the trials, reducing the bonus attributes it previously provided.

This setback, though, was hardly a concern. Given his current strength, it would be effortless to acquire better equipment in secret realms or dungeons.

Chen Bai already had plans in mind.

Once back on Blue Star, and situated in Magic City, he intended to visit the Red Star Psychiatric Hospital, which concealed a unique secret.

Most importantly, the hospital was tied to one of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods of Solomon. Through it, he could potentially repair the Hell King’s Ring.

Additionally, this opportunity would provide him with valuable intelligence about the infernal realms. Chen Bai planned to leverage the presence of this Hell King to secure personal benefits.

Thanks to the remnant soul of Agares, the power of the Hell King’s Ring had been partially restored. Its attributes had also improved.

Although it had become evident that the SSS-Rank peak state of the ring, as shown to him earlier by Satan, had been a fabrication, Chen Bai wasn’t about to pass up the chance to develop it into a true SSS-Rank accessory.

There was also the matter of the Yan sisters and their haunted house in Magic City. Over ten days had passed since he last encountered them. Were they still alive? If they had died, it would be a pity.

After all, the experience of being possessed by a ghost was… rather intriguing.

With countless thoughts swirling in his mind, Chen Bai’s figure merged into the rippling waves of space. However, as he stepped out of the teleportation array, a brazen laugh echoed faintly in the dim space ahead:

“Well, well, who would’ve thought Magic City harbored such a treasure trove! Two little ghost girls—surrender quietly, and perhaps you’ll suffer a bit less!”