My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 248 Goodbye, Big Orange Cat! (Third Update)
"What?" Mo Wen was stunned.

Chu Zhu shook his head and didn't say anything more. The only supernatural power that this shadow trench coat gave him was the ability to create countless shadows.

Apart from that, he had no supernatural powers whatsoever.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Zhu realized that the Crimson Sky Sword's situation was not unique! In fact, all weapons forged into artifacts were in this state where their supernatural power could not be detected…

As for its characteristics...

It's simply about bringing one's shadow to life. Then, Chu Zhu can control the shadow, turning it into swords, other weapons, or even animals that are similar in size to the shadow...

Of course, you can also turn your shadow into another version of yourself! However, although the shape is similar, it is completely black, and at most you can barely disguise yourself by wearing clothes... It is impossible to use it as a shadow clone - and there is also the use that Mo Wen mentioned before.

Well, it's far inferior to the Crimson Sky Flame, but... it's normal that it's not as good! It would be shocking if it were comparable—this divine power has a wide range of applications, so it's barely acceptable.

Suddenly, Mo Wen's phone rang. He raised an eyebrow, glanced at the caller, looked at Chu Zhu with a puzzled expression, and then answered the call.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you calling me all of a sudden... You should be at work, right? You're usually so reluctant to talk to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bi Xuan's urgent and fearful voice came through the phone, "Master, something's happened...something's happened! It's all black fog outside...we're going to..."

The next moment, the call ended.

Mo Wen's movements were stiff; he almost thought he was hallucinating.

Zhang Hai reacted instantly. After all, he had been in contact with Bi Xuan before. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the third district. He dialed a number with a grim expression, but... no one answered!
"Xiao Xu... answer the phone!" He gritted his teeth and dialed again, but no matter how many times he dialed... there was no signal at all.

Mo Wen realized what was happening and, with a dark expression, dialed Bi Xuan's number again, but the call still wouldn't go through.

Looking at the two anxious people in front of her, who were gradually turning into irritable ones, and then glancing at the phone call from Li Xuan that she hadn't answered, Chu Zhu sighed: "Originally I was thinking... Never mind! This is also an experiment."

"!?"

"???"

Both men's gazes fell on Chu Zhu's face at the same time. Mo Wen's face was filled with confusion, while Zhang Hai's face was filled with doubt, contemplation, and uncertainty.

His lips twitched slightly: "Do you know what happened? Wait... If it were you, you would definitely know! Zhang Xu now... what exactly is he... do you know? If you don't know, let's hurry and drive the electric scooter back. Even if it takes several hours, we might still make it in time..."

"Wait a moment!" Chu Zhu made a pause gesture, then took out her phone, glanced at the time, estimated it was close enough, sent a message as usual, and then made a call, bypassing Qian Shi, to contact the Pope.

“…Boy, you!” Chu Zhu interrupted the Pope’s reminiscing, his tone calm yet serious: “First, I need to explain some things to you…Second, don’t think about the true identity of the mastermind behind it all. If that’s the case, even if the mastermind doesn’t come looking for you, they’ll come looking for me and cause me trouble…Do you understand what I mean?”

Zhang Hai: "!!!"

Zhang Hai, who had been so anxious he wanted to drag Chu Zhu into the car right then and there, suddenly froze. He subconsciously picked at his ear, listened for a while longer to Chu Zhu's conversation with the person opposite him, and then his mouth slowly opened wide—

He recognized the voice on the other end of the phone. His first reaction was, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Is Chu Zhu playing a trick on me...?" But soon, he realized... it couldn't possibly be true!
Because, given the obvious trouble in the Third District, it would be pointless for Chu Zhu to do something like this. Besides, even if Chu Zhu knew all those secrets, he couldn't just brush it off afterward if it were true... But... how come you even know that person...?

No, this isn't just a matter of understanding! How dare you adopt that attitude?!

Mo Wen: "???"

"No, Mr. Chu, think about it yourself. Does what you're saying make any sense?" Mo Wen thought to himself, inwardly cursing. "Your words are so obscure and difficult to understand. No wonder no one can grasp your meaning..."

"I think I understand," the Pope said cryptically. "Wait three seconds!"

"?" Mo Wen's expression turned blank. Could it be a problem with his comprehension?
Chu Zhu silently counted. He could hear the Pope taking deep breaths. After three breaths, the Pope said, "Alright, speak!"

“Currently, Bishop Hu of Jinghai City is actually the fifth apostle of the Omnipotent lineage…” Chu Zhu’s expression was calm, his words were measured and clear, each syllable distinct. However, what he said was nothing short of earth-shattering.

A dead silence.

Zhang Hai was immediately drenched in sweat.

Mo Wen stared at Chu Zhu in disbelief. "No, you mean, couldn't you at least tell him about this kind of confidential information beforehand? He... you motherfucker! Is it too late for him to run away now?!"
"The Fifth Apostle, in reality... possesses the special power to usurp the identities of others!" Chu Zhu calmly recounted the previous story again, "Therefore, the true situation of this incident..."

Chu Zhu abruptly stopped speaking. He looked at the gradually distorting void in front of him, and the large orange cat that suddenly darted out twitched at the corner of his eye.

"What the hell...didn't you say you were ready?!"

Chu Zhu almost lost her composure, cursing the Pope to the core in her mind! How could there be such an unreliable person?

Without even hesitating, he bit down hard on the poison...

however--

A cat's paw gently pressed against Chu Zhu's cheek: "Little guy... what method are you thinking of to escape?"

The orange cat's voice was gentle and charming, like a lady from Jiangnan. To be honest, if you threw it into the real world... that voice was so beautiful it could debut as a two-dimensional idol! But now... for Chu Zhu, it was practically a horror story.

Chu Zhu found himself unable to move, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Zhang Hai and Mo Wen also had expressions of horror and disbelief on their faces. They were like mosquitoes trapped in amber, unable to move!

From their violently trembling pupils, Chu Zhu realized that their condition was the same as his own... able to think, but unable to move.

"A face from the Bible! Could it be..." The orange cat seemed to understand something. She leaned closer and gently rubbed her head against Chu Zhu's cheek, then suddenly lunged forward. The next moment, disappointment appeared on her face: "No... you're not that guy!"

(End of this chapter)