Virus King - Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Return to Jiangcheng! The White Emperor’s Comeback!

TL: YYang

White Emperor City

Now, White Emperor City was well-organized and rigidly stratified.

Ordinary Evolvers, senior Evolvers employed in White Emperor City, and the true upper echelon wielding absolute power made up the city’s hierarchy.

As the city’s strength grew stronger and its development became increasingly robust, it managed to secure its place as the largest human Evolver gathering point—not just in the Dragon Nation but globally. Achieving this scale was clearly no easy feat.

However, White Emperor City was not without its share of problems and risks.

In fact, some of these issues were not insignificant.

Chen Bai had once mentioned to Song Ziqiong that even as the master of this gathering place in the apocalypse, the most important thing was never some irrelevant nonsense but always one’s personal strength.

Song Ziqiong had executed this philosophy rather well. Whether it was herself, her trusted confidants, or the Evolver Guard primarily responsible for defending White Emperor City, their strength was formidable.

In fact, Song Ziqiong, Leng Shuang, and others had just advanced yesterday, finally reaching Level 10 in the first tier of Evolvers, a significant milestone.

Yet, there was no joy in their achievement. Instead, they plunged into deeper contemplation.

As Evolvers’ levels continued to increase and the apocalypse progressed for over a month, the hottest topic of discussion became professions.

The strength of one’s profession was now the primary benchmark for determining an individual’s power.

Although White Emperor City was currently stable, much of this stability stemmed from the deterrence of Chen Bai’s presence and the renown of the White Emperor.

However, with Chen Bai gallivanting who knows where and leaving all the rear matters in her hands, Song Ziqiong could only rely on nearby secret realm dungeons to enhance her strength and forge equipment.

But obtaining a high-level, corresponding profession? That was far from easy!

If this situation dragged on too long, and their top leaders remained stuck at Level 10 without a profession, what chaos might arise if Chen Bai still hadn’t returned?

As a competent leader, Song Ziqiong naturally possessed foresight and a sense of crisis. She proactively considered potential future threats and quickly sought ways to resolve them.

Unfortunately, after all this time, Song Ziqiong still had no viable solution.

Ironically, the solution itself was simple.

Ask Chen Bai.

He was now the most renowned figure of the apocalypse—the White Emperor!

A legendary figure wielding an SSS-Rank Profession, and given their extraordinary relationship, wasn’t it perfectly reasonable for her to ask him for help?

In that Group Chat No. 001, there were so many powerful figures!

In just a few days, Evolvers from the Dragon Nation had taken up more than half of the leaderboard.

Furthermore, among Dragon Nation’s Evolvers, members of Group Chat No. 001 dominated the top ranks. With such a lineup, wouldn’t it be a simple task to secure a few decent profession transfer scrolls tailored to her needs?

As soon as this thought occurred, a special chat notification appeared in the corner of Song Ziqiong’s vision.

[Master: I’m back!]

These simple two words instantly captured Song Ziqiong’s full attention.

This unique note could only belong to one person.

In an instant, White Emperor City became a hub of excitement.

Emerging from Meng Meng’s villa, the young girl had fallen into a deep sleep once again due to the exhaustion of long-distance teleportation.

After making sure she was taken care of, Chen Bai headed to the central villa estate.

Song Ziqiong and the others, including the campus belle Song Ge, had gathered. Though Song Ge’s demeanor carried a hint of reluctance, the joy in her eyes was unmistakable.

All of Chen Bai’s “inner circle” awaited him at the entrance of the villa, ready to welcome his return.

It was as though an emperor returning from a grand tour had arrived back in his harem.

And truth be told, the feeling wasn’t bad at all.

If only these women would bow and offer their greetings, it would be even better.

Unfortunately, Chen Bai hadn’t made such a request, and these feisty women clearly wouldn’t bother doing it either.

Accompanied by Song Ziqiong, the campus belle Song Ge, Chu Xin, Lu Li, Qin Lingyu, and finally Wei Shiwei—the most marginalized and least present among them—Chen Bai stepped into the villa estate, which had undergone a drastic transformation.

This villa estate, located at the pinnacle of White Emperor City, represented the very heart of the city. Over time, it had been extensively modified.

Several nearby villas had either been leveled or directly remodeled, becoming part of the core estate.

The original central villa now served as the City Lord’s Manor, exuding grandeur and majesty.

Entering the villa estate, Chen Bai noticed several maids moving about.

Each one was a carefully selected beauty. Some of them even seemed vaguely familiar—as if they were either celebrities seen on TV or department belles and class beauties from Jiangcheng University.

Chen Bai paid them no mind. What did catch his attention, however, was that no other men were present within the estate. Clearly, Song Ziqiong understood Chen Bai’s preferences well.

Upon entering the living room, Chen Bai sat on a long sofa.

Song Ziqiong, seated beside him, observed the man she hadn’t seen in over half a month. His presence was now vastly different from before, especially with the peculiar demonic horn on his head, radiating magical energy, and his eerie, otherworldly pupils.

These changes spoke volumes—within such a short time, Chen Bai’s strength had once again reached an unfathomable level.

Compared to before, his power had likely multiplied several times over.

“You’re finally back. How did your trip go?”

Song Ziqiong, sitting by his side, asked the first question.

Chen Bai casually pulled her into his embrace. Even after meeting the ghost Yan sisters and the Queen of Succubi, Mekanshut, Song Ziqiong still held a unique place in his heart.

“It couldn’t have gone any smoother. Didn’t you all see the notification from the Cosmic Will earlier?”

He ignored the gazes of those around him. His long absence and rise in strength had only fueled his insatiable desires further.

Compared to Mekanshut, who was far too terrifying to engage deeply with—despite the protection of Power of the Abyss—Chen Bai feared becoming addicted to the Succubus Queen.

As for the ghost sisters, though intriguing, they were ultimately ghost beings, leaving him somewhat unfulfilled.

When it came down to it, the women of Jiangcheng still provided him the greatest satisfaction.

“Ah, Master! There are so many people here!”

“And isn’t that perfect? If it’s nothing urgent, we’ll deal with it later…”

Soon, the villa estate buzzed with activity. Messages spread rapidly via the maids and other personnel across White Emperor City.

The totem and true founder of White Emperor City—Lord White Emperor, the number one on the Evolver leaderboard and the strongest Evolver—had returned!