bookpower Chapter 268 Paru Ball.
Chapter 268 Paru Ball.
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"Not to mention anything else, just look at those clones, they stand still as long as they have a target to attack, not moving an inch."
"If only these clones could be controlled by someone."
"There's no need for any military talent, not even a need to unite them. Over seventy thousand clones scattered and fleeing, each fighting on their own, that would be enough to give Jingjiu City a real headache."
Zhou Shen was clearly dissatisfied with this outcome.
It wasn't that he had any animosity towards Jingjiu City.
He just felt that, after all, those were seventy thousand Miaos, and to have them resolved so easily seemed to leave both him and Miao feeling somewhat disgraced.
"It's quite normal."
Chen Miao's expression didn't change much: "This outcome is quite good, at least now we won't have the Zhang Family harassing us anymore, and it hasn't caused any damage to Jingjiu City either. Jingjiu City is the core of the federation. If Jingjiu City were to suffer heavy losses, the whole federation's economy, politics, supernatural, and so forth would all be set back."
"And that would affect us too."
"Today is the first day of the New Year, and everyone has worked hard last night, staying up all night, so everyone should go to sleep first."
After a brief chat.
Chen Miao entered his room in the Underground Heaven Palace, their base now already taking shape, located in a huge underground palace with various facilities to ensure their normal lives, including... basic defenses.
And after entering his own room.
"..."
Chen Miao's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the several Chen Miao clones standing in front of him. Yes, Chen Miao's clones had not all perished. He had kept a few during the chaos, and to avoid leaking information, he acted very covertly.
No one noticed this action.
Including Hungry Monkey and others.
How does that saying go, "Even the gods should not know your real trump card," although somewhat cliché, it was indeed the case.
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'Prop Name': Paru Ball.
'Prop Level': B.
It was just how they were now.
And they could only move within the territory; they couldn't leave it. Defending their home was feasible without any issues, but sending them to fight on the battlefield was unrealistic, asking too much of them.
"Pretty good,"
Chen Miao looked contentedly at the ten clones standing in a row in front of him. He had never thought he'd one day use his own clones as Parus. To make it less gross, he gave each of the ten clones an animal mask to wear.
There were chicks, rabbits, tigers, rats, and others.
After all, seeing ten other selves standing in front of him was at least a bit unsettling.
Then, he casually waved his hand and tossed out ten Paru Balls, recalling the ten clones back into the balls – they didn't take up any space, didn't need to eat, and didn't even need to sleep. They were simply perfect slaves.
He had a premonition that these ten clones would be of great use later on.
Not just for defending their home, but most importantly, if the Federation were to blame him for their wrongdoings and decided to kill him, he'd surely be unable to withstand the might of the Federation. By then, even his hiding place might be exposed. In such a case, these clones would be of great help to him.
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At the very least, these clones could die in his place.
Allowing him to feign death and escape a disaster.
Having not slept the previous night at all, Chen Miao, lost in his chaotic thoughts, gradually fell asleep without realizing it.
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"..."
In another separate room, Zhou Shen lay on his bed with a complex expression on his face, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time. His daughter was in the next room watching cartoons, and it seemed his daughter felt much happier since she stopped going to school.
She could watch cartoons every day.
But the absence of peers to play with made her feel somewhat lonely.
The director and deputy director of the Events Bureau in Fengtian City had both been killed by Miao, leaving their positions vacant. Miao's idea was for him to return to Fengtian City and take over as the director of the Events Bureau. He felt a mix of happiness and worry.
He was happy, naturally, because he liked the position of director of the Events Bureau very much. Once someone tastes power, it's difficult to let go; the feeling of everyone carefully watching your every move, of decoding your every casual word, and of always being surrounded by a crowd of people is intoxicating.
It's more intoxicating than the feeling during the flirtatious stage of a relationship.
Those who have never experienced it may not be obsessed, but as someone who has lived it, how could he willingly give it up? He always wanted to go back, to return to that position that belonged to him.