Pretending To Be A Boss
Chapter 886 - 52: Comrades of the Third Stage_2

Tang Xian's attitude was such that even Tang Feiji, the naive dragon, knew what was going on.

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The sudden emergence of the Eden Tribe made Tang Xian feel that some variables had appeared in this world.

The vast chasm between the apocalypse and the cataclysm, within this unknown realm, perhaps more and more creatures were beginning to set foot.

It is like the cycle of the world; as the old gods die, new gods will slowly be born. Gradually, some creatures will begin to step into the domain of deities.

The Lord of Eden might have also sensed these possibilities. Thus, it began to hurry and finally revealed itself from behind the scenes.

To deal with the Lord of Eden, it was necessary to rally those beings with the potential to become the new beast gods.

Tang Xian referred to Qiao Shanshan, Dong Ran, and others as teammates of the first phase.

He called Song Que, Akasi, Tang Henrou, Yuan Wu, Tang Feiji, and so on as second-phase teammates.

Now, with mysteries continuously being unveiled and facing an overly powerful opponent, what he needed were third-phase teammates.

After narrating all of this content, the sky had already become dim, and Tang Xian was busying himself with preparing the evening's meal, while the Dark Crow was staring blankly beside him.

In Tang Xian's narration, various demons and ghosts all appeared.

The Judge is the Demon Lord, while the Devil is the Orderly.

As for the Lord of Eden, he is the Great Heavenly Demon.

Monsters ran rampant, causing suffering to all living beings.

Once Tang Xian switched his explanation, it became much easier for the Dark Crow to accept.

Tang Xian was very observant.

The Dark Crow was a chuunibyou teenager, and although well beyond his teenage years, for some reason, his mind remained youthful.

The answers to these secrets would have to wait until the Dark Crow uncovered them himself.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own life.

Utilizing this fact, along with the Dark Crow's innate abhorrence of evil with exceptionally high moral values, Tang Xian easily hinted to the Dark Crow to accept a hero's destiny—

The chuunibyou teenager had encountered real immortals, just like an ordinary foolish boy who had come across one of the six peerless masters of martial arts, receiving guidance and inheriting the master's mantle.

He practiced tirelessly for hundreds of years; such days were in fact exceedingly dull, with getting stronger being the only support.

But what after becoming stronger?

The chuunibyou within him filled his heart with passion and fantasies about this world.

After practicing in the mountains and forests for hundreds of years, he descended the mountain precisely when demons began to wreak havoc on the world, inevitably feeling like he was the chosen one, the main character of the world, a child of destiny.

Tang Xian had crafted all of this very well, and the Dark Crow indeed felt that he had been entrusted with a great mission.

In the eyes of the Dark Crow, Tang Xian was like a fortuitous teammate encountered on the road.

Although this fortuitous teammate defeated Junlin in just three minutes.

In any case, under Tang Xian's step-by-step guidance and in the face of irrefutable truth, since the two were of the same kind, the Dark Crow and Tang Xian became friends.

In the following days, Tang Xian took the Dark Crow back to the human realm for a visit.

Baichuan City, rebuilt after the great catastrophe, had now regained some of the prosperity of an ancient city.

But in the Dark Crow's not so abundant memories of the human world, Baichuan City was still quite lacking compared to Lianqing, Shu Capital, Xianghai City, and other cities he once knew.

The faces of the people did not have that relaxed demeanor; everyone's expression was busy.

The Dark Crow asked many people and looked at a lot of information. Ultimately, with supplemental documents confirming, he believed that this world had really experienced unbelievable disasters.

After staying for several days in Baichuan City, the Dark Crow managed to gain a detailed understanding of the changes in people's lives over the years.

He was saddened, although everything in his memory was already quite faint.

Indeed, many aspects of life are unsatisfactory.

Just like in many stories, once the protagonist begins to gain abilities, the world seems also to start changing.

Before that, the world was peaceful and tranquil, but after the protagonist gained powers, everything became fraught with danger.

This is actually a survivorship bias. But the Dark Crow still felt it was a mission, and he wanted to change everything back.

This teenager, who had not grown much over the centuries, suddenly developed a sense of being weathered by time.

For a moment, Tang Xian looked at the Dark Crow and finally felt like he was looking at an old man who had lived for hundreds of years.

The Dark Crow hadn't aged.

He just missed the human world he once knew, where he lived in an apartment with his parents working outside while he stayed home bored, playing games, chatting with people, talking about movies, talking about girls.

His crush was a short-haired bookworm girl with glasses.

Originally a poor student, he had started to study hard in an effort to go to the same school as the girl, but he never took that exam.

Fate had him hear the cry of an eagle.

As if the Transformers were inviting the protagonist to get in the car, from that moment, the other side of the world began to unfold.

The Dark Crow accepted the mysterious black bird's invitation and entered another world.

At that time, the human realm was still tranquil and harmonious.

He thought that after returning from the otherworld, he would have the power to love someone and to protect someone.

Hundreds of years later, the eagle that had brought him to the otherworld had died, many secrets had been taken to the Netherworld, and some had been told to the Dark Crow.

The Dark Crow diligently practiced his cultivation, like the woodcutter on Lanke Mountain who watched the game of chess played by immortals; although it was a single game, the world below had undergone several drastic changes.

The Dark Crow's experience was similar. Although not as exaggerated, he felt like he had lived a very long time, practicing in his master's tomb for countless years, only to realize when he came to his senses, that hundreds of years had passed.