Armipotent-Novel

Rosalie entered the room unnoticed as the person inside was sleeping on the e bed. She was initially surprised because this was too early to sleep, but then she recalled what Zowen told her earlier. There was something in Tang Shaoyang's mind.

She approached the bed silently, sitting at the edge as she stared at his face. Her hand touched his face, touching the scruffy and prickly beard. That was the proof that he did not have to take care of himself. Back on Earth, Li Shuang or Kang Xue would take care of his appearance.

Tang Shaoyang caught her smooth hand as he opened his eyes slowly, "You have come back…." He blinked his eyes a few times.

"You do really look like you have something in your mind," Rosalie said, observing his face.

There was something different from his look, and she could tell that with the way he talked. It was surprising, but she could really tell that easily that he had something in his mind. Zowen noticed it first, and she noticed it now.

Tang Shaoyang smiled, rubbing his face with his free hand. He smiled and said, "Do I?"

Rosalie nodded as her hand moved up to the space between his eyes, "Yes! There's a little wrinkle here, and you squint your eyes often without you realizing it. You also look strained…." She caressed his forehead. "What do you think about it?"

Tang Shaoyang let out a sigh, shaking his head. "It's just that I get caught with my own thoughts. Even though the world has changed, and things have become vastly different before the Game. It's not easy to get rid of my old mindset."

He sat up and told her what bothered him, telling her in detail how he was caught in his own thoughts. It was just wrong to kill other people for his gain. That was morally wrong, even during his time in the gang. He never had the thought of killing someone, even if he fought the other gangsters. He had killed people, but most of it was accidental. There was not a single time where he ever thought of assassinating a member of the rival gang. Now, he did it by using Lulu as the bait to kill her brother even though he did not have enmity against Lulu's brother.

The people who wronged him were the Mistovel Family on this eleventh floor, and he had caught the culprit. He could just kill the culprit and be done with it, but he thought of torturing Young Master Mistovel. Even had the thought of baiting the Mistovel Family's God Ranks to come into the tower to kill them.

Rosalie let out a chuckle after hearing everything, "The fact you are still thinking like that. It's proof that you are still a human, not a monster. Monsters do not think what they do, whether it's morally right or wrong. All in all, there's nothing wrong with you. It's quite simple to solve. If you feel it's wrong, then don't do it. If you do it even though you feel it's wrong, that means that's your only choice."

Tang Shaoyang raised his face, meeting Rosalie's soft gaze. He twirled his finger, pointing his head, "I have a big plan in my brain. Should I cancel all the plans then?"

"As I said, if you feel it's wrong, then don't do it. If you think that's the right move, then do it." Rosalie placed her hands on Tang Shaoyang's shoulder, moving his body to face her. "Tell me, why are you doing it? Are you doing just to satisfy your selfish desire, killing people, or for the big picture? What's your goal?"

Tang Shaoyang sighed, "I am going to get strong as soon as possible. I want to reach at least Primordial Rank before I meet another God Rank. That's the only way to survive from the God Ranks or even win against them."

"Why do you want a power to face the God Rank?" Rosalie led him with another question.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ (f)ire

"I am afraid those God Ranks will find a way to get to Earth. We are not ready yet to fight them. I might not be able to protect you and the others from those God Ranks."

"Then don't hesitate! Don't let the guilt eat you! Don't let your old mindset become your obstacle! You are an Emperor, many lives on your shoulders. Protecting your people is the right thing to do!" Rosalie finished it with strong words.

Letting out everything and having a conversation with Rosalie was comforting. Tang Shaoyang felt better having someone supporting him.

"By the way, what's the plan? May I know?" Rosalie asked, curious about the plan.

"You already know that I plan to bait out and kill Lulu's Brother, who just reached Demi-God Rank. Not only do I want to test my limit, but also I want the level." That was his first plan, killing a Demi-God Rank.

"I already know that. That means you have another plan?" Rosalie squinted her eyes as she felt something bad. She felt like the next plan would be worse than killing a Demi-God Rank. Zowen's words rang in her head, telling her that he was up to something crazy.

Tang Shaoyang told her about killing the God Rank by luring them into the tower and using the Divine Lightning to injure the God Rank. Lulu mentioned that the Mistovel Family's God Rank would come if he killed Young Master Mistovel.

"I plan to fake the negotiation with the Young Master Mistovel's life. I will ask for something they will never give me, a dragon. They will refuse it for sure, and then I will kill Young Master Mistovel in front of their eyes. That should be enough to provoke them… I think," Tang Shaoyang shared his plan and added in the end, "Of course, I will do it if only I can win against the Demi-God Rank. If I can't even kill a Demi-God Rank, then why would I try to kill the God Rank."

Rosalie's smile fell after hearing the whole plan. That was not a good plan. After she froze for a moment, she snapped out and voiced her honest thought, "I think we should really cancel that crazy plan. The God Ranks from the Divine Church have not found a way to Earth yet, so we still have time. Let's take it slowly by defeating the boss of the eleventh floor. How about it? We start it with a baby step."

She regretted saying whatever she had said earlier. She did not know that Tang Shaoyang planned to kill a God Rank. No matter how strong Tang Shaoyang currently was, the God Rank was still too much for them.