The Chronicles of the Immortal God

“Here we go.” Fang Lin muttered as he left his hotel room. His current appearance as Fang Xiushang made it possible for him to freely roam the Median Layer.

And with that freedom comes the chance for him to investigate the Median Layer.

He had no interest on asking Andromeda, for Fang Lin left her tied up back in the hotel room.

“Where should I go first? Definitely not the casino.” Fang Lin muttered to himself as he left the hotel entirely.

“Clip clop clip clop.” Horse-drawn carriages passed by, with finely dressed people riding on it.

“So they have transportation here. This layer really is rich.”

Fang Lin expected that there will be some sort of divide between the Common and the Median Layer, but not a divide this big.

If the houses in the Common Layer were rugged, the establishments here in the Median Layer looked more sophisticated.

Fang Lin could see that the houses were not just made of soil or metals.

They’re made of rocks, no, not rocks. They’re minerals like diamond, gold, and other shiny sturdy stones.

And the clothes that the residents wore seemed to look more expensive than the average person.

“Having a casino in here is definitely a way for these people to waste money” Fang Lin thought to himself.

“Oh wait…” Fang Lin smiled as he seemed to realize something.

“If I harvested soul fighters in the Common Layer, maybe I should harvest treasures and money in the Median Layer!”

With his skills and abilities, achieving this feat will be easy for Fang Lin.

“Faster you dolt!” Fang Lin heard a voice behind him that made him look back.

What he saw made his countenance grim.

He saw an aristocratic man dressed with clothes studded with jewelry like diamonds and rubies.

He held a whip on his left hand as he continuously used it to whip a dirt-covered person.

This dirty person was grimacing as he/she pushed the carriage that the aristocratic man was riding.

Fang Lin winced as he felt clearly heard the impact of the whip on the dirty person’s back.

“Are you new here?” Fang Lin heard beside him. He looked at the source of the voice, and he saw a blonde-haired woman wearing a flowing blue gown.

She had a slightly curvy body, but it was her beautiful face that made Fang Lin feel comfortable to her.

Fang Lin smiled amicably at this woman as he replied,

“I just arrived here earlier, so I do not know much about the system here. Care to tell me, is that a slave I am seeing?” Fang Lin said as he pointed to the person pulling the carriage.

“I did not know slavery was allowed here.”

“That person you see deserved to be a slave.” The blonde woman replied coolly. “He’s one of the remaining worshippers of that blasted Goddess! He was lucky we let him live and make him serve the Great Solomon!”

“You really hate the Goddess huh.” Fang Lin replied, seemingly trying to fish information subtly.

It was so subtle that the blonde woman continued talking without any suspicion on Fang Lin’s lack of knowledge about her hate of the Goddess.

“Of course she should have been hated because she the people of this planet!” The blonde said shrilly as she gazed at the dirty person with malice.

“Because of her departure, the surface of this planet t degraded in quality, which brought widespread famine. You should have known that many people died in suffering because of that. It was only when the Great Solomon arrived that they were saved!”

The blonde woman pointed proudly at the ground as she said,

“The Great Solomon willingly turned himself as the foundation for the Underground Colony up to this day! Not only that, but he also granted people with the ability to wield soul avatars! Isn’t he a lot better than that wretched Goddess?” The blonde woman smiled as she winked at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin inwardly sighed as he realized that the people here in the Median Layer seems to be more indoctrinated compared to those on the Common Layer.

Why would they resist being indoctrinated? Here in the Median Layer, they can live comfortably and happily.

If all it took to retain that life was to believe and worship Solomon wholeheartedly, even the most non-religious person in the Median Layer will scramble to worship Solomon.

“How ruthless and efficient….” Fang Lin thought to himself as he looked around him.

There, he saw that there were more slaves like the dirty person that he saw earlier. They all had miserable expressions while their masters made them do their tasks.

They looked so pitiful that Fang Lin badly wanted to help them all. But he knew that if he did something now, his identity will be in compromise.

Aside from that, even if he saved them now, there were still a lot of slaves on the Median Layer.

If Fang Lin wanted to save them all, he had to solve the problem at its roots, mainly by confronting Solomon.

“Of course the Great Solomon is the greatest of all. Nothing can be compared to him.” Fang Lin lied smoothly through his teeth.

The blonde woman giggled bashfully as she stared at Fang Lin with glowing eyes.

Fang Lin smiled as he realized that this blonde woman was seemingly interested on his current appearance.

“This is my chance to blend in….”

Fang Lin then remembered some of the flirting lessons that Wang Hao gave him.

“Remember! If you are visiting a new town or village, the first thing that you should do was to find a beautiful woman who holds a certain power on that place!” Wang Hao said solemnly in that lesson.

“……..”

“As long as you managed to seduce her, your blending in on that new place will be successful!”

“I am not doing that master. I am busy.” Fang Lin replied at that time, not approving of Wang Hao’s attitude.

After all, Fang Lin was not interested on Wang Hao’s flirting techniques. He already had Xue’er with him, so there is no need for him to learn such techniques.

“I think your advice was slightly unethical, so I am not doing that.”

But Fang Lin at that time was overpowered by Wang Hao, so he had no choice but to listen to all of his instructions.

“I did not think that the day that I will be able to use Wang Hao’s flirting techniques have come.”

Fang Lin took the blonde woman’s hands as he kissed it lightly. The blonde woman’s breathing hitched as she looked at Fang Lin brightly.

“I did not expect that a beauty like you would want to talk to someone like me. It’s been a great pleasure talking to you, and I want to continue to do so. My name is Lin Fang by the way, and yours is?”

The blonde woman smiled, delighted from what Lin Fang said.

“Its Shamaila.” The blonde woman replied. “It means ‘beautiful’ on my father’s language.”

“Your name should be Shamaila indeed. Your beauty knows no bounds.” Fang Lin cringed inwardly as he spouted out that line out of his mouth.

“My, my aren’t you a smooth talker.” Shamaila smiled as she covered her mouth with her fan. She shyly averted her face as she avoided Fang Lin’s stare.

Fang Lin smirked inwardly, knowing this girl really had a crush on him.

“Does Shamaila like my ‘Fang Xiushang’ appearance that much, or is it because of the flirting techniques? It’s definitely the flirting techniques.”

He repeatedly told this to himself as he does not want to acknowledge Fang Xiushang’s attractiveness.

“Lin Fang, you said that you were just new here right?” Shamaila said as she put down her fan. “How about you go with me to a party that my family will hold? That party will be great, with many influential people going there!”

“Hohoho this girl sure is bold, she already wanted to introduce me to her parents! Well…. since it’s a party, how could I turn her down?” Fang Lin smiled as he made his decision.

“Of course Shamaila, how would I dare turn down the invitation of a fair maiden like you? I will gladly accompany you to your family party. I can be even your escort if you want.”

“Really?” Shamaila touched her cheeks as she fidgeted on the spot. “I really appreciate it.”

“This is easier than I thought.” Fang Lin thought to himself. He then paused as he analyzed Shamaila’s invitation once more.

“My fair lady, you said that many influential people will go to your family party. Does this mean your family is powerful too?”

“Of course my family is powerful!” Shamaila replied proudly. She puffed out her chest proudly as she said,

“After all, my father is Shax, one the great Five Djinns!”

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