Virus King - Chapter 236

Chapter 236: The Chat Group’s Actions! The Mount Shu Campaign Event!

TL: YYang

Strength.

No matter the time or place, personal strength was always the most important.

Chen Bai shook his head helplessly.

After Satan’s figure returned to the Hell King’s Ring, Chen Bai chatted briefly with the Yan sisters before departing.

It was clear that the ghost sisters were still adjusting to their new environment.

The abilities of earthbound spirits were extremely peculiar. Within this room, they possessed all sorts of powers, but once they left, their strength would plummet significantly.

Under such circumstances, their path to improving their strength was fraught with difficulty.

However, this was not much of a concern. As ghosts, they faced no real dangers within White Emperor City. Strength improvement was not an urgent necessity for them.

Night enveloped the city. After finalizing his plans for the Abyss, Chen Bai naturally shifted his focus back to improving his own strength.

Over the past few days, he had fought relentlessly on the 10th Layer of the Abyss for three full days.

His level had risen from 13 to 17—an increase of 4 levels!

For most people, such progress was nearly unimaginable.

After all, for the majority of evolvers, secret realm dungeons were the best places to enhance their strength. The outside world was teeming with hordes of zombies. If surrounded, even an evolver with rapid growth might end up assimilated.

It was important to note that while an evolver’s strength increased, so did the strength of zombies and mutated beasts. Everything was relative.

Moreover, suitable secret realm dungeons had cooldown periods. Rapidly gaining strength was not as simple as it seemed.

For Chen Bai, however, the Abyss was not just his territory and divine kingdom but also the ultimate treasure trove for strength enhancement!

This treasure trove was nearly perfect, save for the lack of cosmic will influence, which made loot drops sparse.

Yet over these few days, levels were the least significant aspect of Chen Bai’s gains.

His most valuable progress lay in the evolution and enhancement of the Darklight Virus.

The massive consumption during his battles led to a significant increase in the evolution points available for the Darklight Virus.

Although repeated consumption of demons reduced the evolution points extractable in subsequent devourings, demons, as high-level lifeforms, were far superior to virus-mutated zombies.

The rewards were enough to leave Chen Bai satisfied.

Beyond this, the most crucial gain was the demonic bloodline extracted from devoured demons!

Glancing at his secret warehouse, Chen Bai saw the Face of Taotie still devouring away.

Who knew whether this SSS-level demonic bloodline would successfully condense?

Chen Bai sighed and lay down on the bed, resuming his step-by-step efforts to improve his strength.

The awakening evolution of the Darklight Virus had once again reached a pivotal stage.

He refocused his attention on his talent feedback system.

Beyond the 17% Darklight Virus awakening progress, his greatest point of interest lay in the massive number of evolution points: 308 points!

“Demons truly are treasure troves! For you to contribute to the strength of your great Abyssal Overlord is your greatest honor!”

Chen Bai nodded in satisfaction before closing his eyes.

Meanwhile, under the cover of night, White Emperor City was undergoing some unusual changes!

Song Ziqiong stood before the villa estate, with Leng Shuang and others by her side. Opposite them were four individuals—three men and one woman.

White Emperor City had previously permitted the presence of evolver factions.

After all, in this apocalypse, trust was a rare commodity. Forming a small, reliable team was invaluable for secret realm expeditions, wilderness exploration, and zombie hunting.

However, small teams were one thing; as their numbers grew and coalesced into guilds, so too did their ambitions swell!

And the people before her were proof of this!

“What do you mean by this?!”

“My lady, White Emperor City is vast, and with Lord Bai’s fate currently unknown, haven’t we worked hard for the city’s construction? Is it so unreasonable for us to request a bit of personal authority?”

The corners of Song Ziqiong’s lips curled into a cold smile.

As expected, with Chen Bai’s current status unknown, they didn’t dare to go too far. Instead, they merely tested the waters by asking for “authority.”

This was a probe—a way to assess her and White Emperor City’s bottom line. If they demanded too much, they might risk outright marginalization.

“Is this what all of you think?”

The four individuals exchanged glances but remained silent.

Behind them stood a handful of evolvers—trusted confidants and powerful figures. Some of them had even completed their profession transfers, a testament to why they were able to establish a foothold in White Emperor City.

Yet, all of this was ultimately meaningless.

Upon receiving an unspoken confirmation, Song Ziqiong’s smile remained unchanged.

“Shuang’er!”

Leng Shuang moved.

As always, in the apocalypse, the rules were simple: might makes right.

They believed they had enough strength to negotiate terms with Song Ziqiong and White Emperor City.

But in truth, they were the most foolish of all.

Blinded by the immense benefits and greed before them, they failed to realize they had become pawns—a blade wielded by others, completely unaware of their role.

Kill the chicken to warn the monkey—a classic method, now perfectly executed.

A surge of energy descended upon the villa estate, sharply reducing the attributes of all involved. In the next instant, the blade of a Demon Hunter descended!

Leng Shuang, already among the elite, unleashed her true potential as a Demon Hunter.

In mere moments—just two minutes—the villa courtyard was soaked in blood.

White Emperor City’s internal strife? Some knew, some didn’t, and some knew but feigned ignorance.

It was as if nothing had happened.

By the next day, White Emperor City remained the same—a beacon, the first survivor city for evolvers on Blue Star. Not a hint of difference could be seen.

Chen Bai didn’t even care enough to ask about it.

A little skirmish like this in the city? If Song Ziqiong couldn’t handle it, she wouldn’t have been the formidable Queen Song of his past life.

What truly captivated Chen Bai’s attention was something else entirely!

The modifications to the Darklight Virus no longer caused him to lose consciousness. Even so, when his cellular awareness surged, Chen Bai preferred to remain still, focusing his consciousness and attention on the chat group and forums.

It was only then that Chen Bai discovered that in the past few days, something significant had actually occurred!

Group Chat No. 001 had hosted a massive event over these few days.

The event was titled The Mount Shu Campaign!