I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 572 - 397 Anton Awakening and Setting Out_2
Chapter 572: Chapter 397: Anton Awakening and Setting Out_2
Chapter 572 -397: Anton Awakening and Setting Out_2
“Everyone, Antonio has awakened. Let’s go welcome its return,”
“Hmm?”
Noah and the other executives were very surprised, then their faces showed joy.
“That’s really great!”
The crowd also got up from their seats.
Chen Lun led the way up the wooden staircase, leading the executives to a room on the third floor.
Upon opening the door, they saw a cow slowly standing up from a pile of bone fragments, shaking its head groggily.
“Hmm… Mr. Jack, has Antonio been asleep for a long time?”
It asked Chen Lun.
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“You’ve slept for three days, Antonio.”
Chen Lun walked over, smiling, and patted its head.
“How do you feel?”
“Very good! Antonio feels very strong now! Such an ease, it’s unprecedented! Thank you very much, Mr. Jack, for helping Antonio once again!”
The cow affectionately nuzzled his palm with its head, speaking in a cheerful tone.
Chen Lun nodded to himself.
He used Peek Life on Antonio and found that its panel data had rocketed up significantly, reaching the threshold level of a Sequence Five Transcendent. Endurance was over 170, nearly the same as his own regular state, and even the originally strong Willpower surged to 95 points, which was a surprise to him.
Moreover, Antonio’s skills list had many new active and passive abilities, among which there were two skills that even Chen Lun was envious of.
One was a passive called “Swordsman” that increased sword attack output by 50% and carried a strong penetration effect, making it difficult for ordinary defenses to resist. The other, an active ultimate technique “Desecration Sword Saint,” allowed Antonio to merge with the [Super A Level Mysterious Object – Desecrated Holy Sword], entering a terrifying temporary form.
Chen Lun speculated that if Antonio went all out, it could probably hold its own against an Incarnation of the Saint.
Following Floey, the team had another capable executive, which filled him with joy.
“Floey, prepare something delicious tonight. Let’s celebrate… and then we tidy up tomorrow, and set off promptly at five in the evening, heading for the Royal City, Bixie Crost.”
“Yeah.”
Floey nodded with a smile, then glanced at the others.
“If anyone has any particular food cravings, let me know, and I’ll start preparing now,” she said.
“Hehe! Miss Floey, I’d like some beef! Any dish will do!”
Maggie spoke up immediately.
“Okay.”
Floey agreed.
The other executives were more reserved, without any special requests. They said anything was fine, as long as it was made by Miss Floey, they’d love to eat it.
Floey smiled, nodded to Chen Lun in acknowledgment, and then left.
Everyone exchanged a few words with Antonio in the room before escorting it down to the first floor, waiting for dinner to start.
Antonio, not as cunning as humans, honestly told everyone that it really liked the current atmosphere. The feeling of being cared for was unforgettable.
It also showed everyone its new posture, the preparatory form of the “Desecration Sword Saint,” with two sharp, spiraling, curve bone horns growing from its head, resembling two long spears. Its hooves, spine, and tail were likewise covered with a layer of bone, like a layer of armor.
Finally, it almost stood up to loudly tell everyone how its body had become thicker and stronger than before. Thankfully, Noah and Golov intervened in time, preventing any offense to the ladies present.
At dinner time, the atmosphere was harmonious.
It was also the last night that the members of the Jack Circus spent in Rock State’s Peacock City.
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The next afternoon.
Two giant carriages left the estate and reached the port in the eastern district along the main road.
This time, the team was not traveling by land but by sea.
This was the decision of Leader Jack.
According to him, a ship was not only faster than just carriages but also more convenient and less strenuous. Most importantly, the “Pearl Barmogo” ship they chose would pass through “Orange-Red Bay,” a port in Maple City, Lin State, which was more than 3,200 kilometers from Royal City.
At the same time, Kellettville Forest and the Augusta Mountain Range were located on the northern edge of that city. Mr. Jack planned to disembark there first, to deliver a message to a VIP.
Afterwards, he would regroup with the other members near Royal City and enter together.
The Circus executives had no objections and complied smoothly with the Leader’s decision.
When the carriages stopped in the open space of the port, Todd, the head of the Peacock City Silver Dragon Trade Association, quickly stepped forward.
“Mr. Jack! I’ve already purchased your team’s ship tickets, two top-tier luxury suites on the upper level… You just need to board the ship. The trade association’s staff has already settled matters with the port ticket office, and the captain and crew of the ‘Pearl Barmogo’ are aware of your arrival,” he said with utmost respect, removing his hat and bowing to Chen Lun, much like a servant.
“To avoid causing you unnecessary trouble, I’ve specifically instructed them to keep your identity confidential.”
Seeing him and two Silver Dragon Trade Association stewards beside him looking somewhat tremulous, Chen Lun knew they had been waiting there for a long time. He smiled reassuringly, extending his hand to pat the other’s shoulder.
“You’ve been working hard, Mr. Todd.”
His right hand, holding the Palm Fireworks, transmitted a warm heat, making the three ordinary people immediately feel warmth in their bodies.
