Chapter 1280 - 619: Indescribable Entry, The Radiant Queen’s Treachery_4

At this point, Byron had gathered four Divine Positions in total: Thunderstorm, Royal Iron, Netherworld, and Fertility.

Byron and his two Queens together formed a Trinity of "Divinity," "Beastliness," and "Human Nature"; a stable cornerstone of "Material," "Energy," and "information."

Now, by accident and by firm alliance with the [Radiant Queen], he’d punched through the boundary between "Life" and "Death," achieving a "Dual" Opposition.

Nourished layer upon layer by these authorities, that final "One," the most important Reform Divine Position, now felt almost within reach!

Byron estimated that before he returned to the Old Continent, the Reform Divine Position would naturally coalesce, and once he went back he could start holding the World Transformation Sixth Order Promotion Ceremony.

In one step, he’d become the second Sixth Order Demigod of the Silver Era.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel elated.

"My own strength is what matters most. Trading away Fairyland Avalon of the Sword Scabbard for this was absolutely worth it."

He casually flipped open the Sailing Logbook again.

Now that he’d dealt with [Hidden: the Hunting God Plan’s desperate gamble], dissolving a disaster with 65 points of historical Influence, his own reserve of Influence had risen from 74 up to 139.

He’d basically refilled the cost of the previous two uses of the Sun Stone Calendar.

His Spirituality had climbed from 23.6 all the way to 24, and it was growing together with his two elder sisters—three people rising as one, a bountiful harvest.

Once again it proved that as long as he could survive after getting dragged into the whirlpool, his growth speed was way beyond anything a normal Transcendent could compare to.

However, when Byron saw the two entries that popped up next—more like a matched set of one entry in two halves—his face instantly turned into the subway old man.jpg.

"[Sit-ups, Soft Rice Hard Eating] what the hell is this?"

The first half of the new entry, [Sit-ups]:

"You simultaneously hold the Fertility and Netherworld Divine Positions, able to hop back and forth across Life and Death; even if Newton showed up he couldn’t keep your coffin lid nailed down.

By using practical experience with various Dual Oppositions, you can swiftly enhance your grasp of the ’One’ and comprehend the true meaning of Transformation.

Especially when you perform ’sit-up exercises’ together with the opposite sex, you can massively boost both sides’ Mind Realm, increasing efficiency tenfold over the original Foundation.

Works even better when paired with an opposite-sex partner who commands Life or Death!"

Byron was speechless:

"Isn’t this just the entry-version of the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Joyful Union?"

He was very certain this entry was at least ninety percent wrong, with maybe ten percent that still had a shred of logic.

And once he saw the back half, it got even more ridiculous.

[Soft Rice Hard Eating]:

"Men chasing the opposite sex need five key factors: ’Pan, Donkey, Deng, Small, Leisure.’

Deng: I have no interest in money.

Small: Even if you step on my face with your foot, I’ll still savor it like honey...

In short, the more of these factors you have at the same time, the higher your success rate.

But with this entry, you don’t need any of those.

The Hand of Wealth grants its bearer a Fate of being entangled with fortune throughout his life, never troubled by money.

While Soft Rice Hard Eating will have you entangled for life with "rich ladies" in every sense of the term, never troubled by living off women—in fact, so "hard" that even if you don’t want to eat, you’ll be chased down and force-fed by rich ladies!

As the saying goes: In youth you don’t know how fragrant soft rice is, you foolishly spend your prime years planting rice seedlings. In old age you realize your body’s wrecked, hugging rich ladies with tears streaming empty."

This is an ultra-rare entry that can and will only ever appear once. Cherish the opportunity."

This new entry and the Radiant Queen’s Strong Man’s Standard did look a bit like a pair made in heaven: one clings to rich ladies, one clings to strong people.

But to two people whose personalities were equally tough, these abilities—dreamt of by countless others—weren’t even worth a glance.

As an Emperor, if I want something, naturally I have scimitars, Firearms, and armies to take it back for me. Why would I need to rely on women (or men)?

Byron shook his head:

"Granted, the entry’s power is impressive—Blood Red Whiskey Alfred’s ’abalone sauce soft rice’ can’t even catch the exhaust compared to this.

But still...

Come on, do I look like I need an entry like this just to get fed?"

With that thought, he was about to use the old entry Why not eat meat porridge to convert the idle entry into Spirituality, quickly pushing himself to the 25-point threshold.

But just as, in that moment, he relaxed his mind after narrowly escaping death and finishing his tally of those insanely rich gains—

Duang!

A clash of gold and iron rang out; he felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck, and his vision went black.

In the last instant before losing consciousness, his Divine Sight caught his good comrade, the [Radiant Queen] Patra, gripping a Scepter surging with Divine Power and smugly lifting her hand to steady him.

Then he knew nothing.

The Radiant Queen had zero experience in romance.

But as the Empire’s Emperor, her mindset was identical to Byron’s: if I want something, naturally I have scimitars, Firearms, and armies to take it back.

If she fancies a man, she just knocks him out and takes him away—clean, neat, get the rice cooked before talking about anything else.

After her breakthrough to Sixth Order Demigod, there was no one left in the entire Material World who could stop her from doing whatever she pleased.

Couldn’t get a taste before the breakthrough, and still couldn’t get a taste after? Then what did I break through for?

What use do I have for this Magic Wand?

"As a ’fellow traveler,’ Byron, you of all people should understand me, right? Hee-hee..."

Then, the Radiant Queen hefted Byron over her shoulder like a wild boar, humming a tune as she rolled up a vast torrent of Divine Light and shot into the sky.