Volume One, Chapter 33: The Red Ocean 4—The Root Domain and the Subdomain

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As the crowd grew larger, Chen Fan smiled helplessly and glanced at Ye Feng beside him. “Is controlling lightning really that rare? In this place called the Starsea World, surely plenty of people can do that, right?”

“You’re being too modest!” Ye Feng rolled his eyes. “At least in the Southern District, I’ve never seen anyone who can wield the power of lightning!”

“There is a celebrity list in the Starsea Pavilion that records the top five hundred experts in the Southern District. Although all of them have mastered two extremely domineering Starsea skills, not a single one can control lightning!”

He looked at Chen Fan. “In short, in the Southern District, very few possess secret arts. Secret arts are incredibly rare! Each one is worth over fifty billion Starsea Coins! Even the mighty Starsea Pavilion has recorded only four secret arts!”

Then he licked his lips. “Can you teach me your lightning secret art? Once I return to the Southern District, I’ll be able to hype up its price even more—maybe to a hundred billion or even more!”

“And then?” Chen Fan’s body tensed. Though he already knew the ‘Shock’ technique was extraordinary, he had never imagined it could be so overwhelmingly powerful.

This time, he truly understood the saying: wealth must not be flaunted!

“You will eventually leave the Eastern District and enter the Southern District. When that happens, I’ll give you fifty billion Starsea Coins—how about that?” Ye Feng sized Chen Fan up, already treating him like a gold mine.

“No need!” Chen Fan pulled out his rugged handgun. “If you dare think anything untoward, I won’t go easy on you!” He stepped back, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

“Haha! Relax a bit, I’m only making a suggestion. If you don’t want to accept it, just ignore me. I’m the captain of this cruise ship and earn over five million Starsea Coins a year. I’m not exactly short of money!”

Ye Feng’s pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the handgun in Chen Fan’s hand, afraid he might accidentally fire.

After watching him for a while longer, Chen Fan finally put his pistol away.

“That’s better. No need to be so tense!” Ye Feng then looked down at the vast red sea, turned around, and headed toward the main dining hall. “I’ve already prepared a feast for you. Come with me.”

Chen Fan nodded slightly and followed behind him.

The crowd closed in, their eyes fixed on Chen Fan with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Inside the dining hall, after several rounds of wine and a variety of dishes, the grand and lively banquet began to wind down after eleven o’clock at night.

Before leaving, they continued to appraise Chen Fan, treating him as a formidable figure they wished to befriend.

Yun Yi was filled with dread. He rose from a corner, clutching a 500ml bottle of baijiu. After hesitating, he slowly approached Chen Fan again.

Chen Fan sat on a solid wooden chair, holding a small wine cup, turning his head to look at him.

Yun Yi finally came close, shrinking his body, his face pale, unable to meet Chen Fan’s gaze.

All through the night, he had been anxious and fearful, terrified Chen Fan might exact revenge.

To him, Chen Fan was a top executor in the Starsea, capable of slaughtering him as easily as eating or drinking.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, his thoughts spiraling out of control.

He regretted not bringing along a few family experts before boarding—otherwise, he wouldn’t be in such a miserable state.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped back and bowed ninety degrees to Chen Fan.

“Brother Chen, I was wrong. I failed to recognize greatness before. It’s like expecting ivory from a dog’s mouth—I owe you an apology. I beg your forgiveness here!”

Without further words, he straightened his back and tilted the bottle toward his mouth.

With a flick of his wrist, the strong liquor poured directly into his mouth.

He treated the 500ml bottle of baijiu as though it were water, gulping it down rapidly. Even when he started choking and coughing, he refused to stop.

Under the incandescent light, the liquor shimmered like a work of art, connecting his mouth to the bottle’s opening.

Those nearby, who hadn’t yet left, stopped in their tracks, eyes fixed on Yun Yi. They cheered inwardly, having long resented his arrogant and overbearing attitude.

At the same time, they looked at Chen Fan with reverence.

In their eyes, Yun Yi, a wealthy second-generation heir, had become a figure they dared not provoke, someone far beyond their reach for a lifetime.

Yet this mighty figure was completely submissive to Chen Fan, publicly drinking and apologizing...

At this moment, they once again realized the vast gap between the Starsea executors and ordinary people.

Before absolute strength, power and wealth are nothing but worthless rubbish.

Chen Fan leaned back against the hard, smooth chair, staring intently at Yun Yi without a word, his fingers gently rubbing the wine cup’s wall.

At that moment, he finally understood the meaning behind his struggles and life-and-death battles: besides going home, it was all here.

Having no weapon in hand and having one but not using it were two entirely different matters.

A man without a weapon, no matter how kind, would eventually become another’s slave or tool, bullied by all.

But a man who has a weapon yet chooses not to use it—even if he did nothing else—would have others fawning over him, flattering him endlessly.

To offend a man with a weapon was to live in constant fear and dread.

This is human nature!

After a while, Yun Yi finished the entire bottle of strong liquor, his cheeks flushing red.

Chen Fan raised his right hand and pointed at two unopened bottles of baijiu on the table. “Drink these two as well, and our grudge will be settled!”

Though Chen Fan had been insulted by Yun Yi earlier, he wasn’t truly angry—he just didn’t want to stoop to his level. But now that he had the chance to regain face, he might as well seize it.

Yun Yi’s face darkened. He glanced at Ye Feng seated opposite him, hoping for help.

But Ye Feng acted as if he hadn’t seen him, resting his hands on the table, playing with his phone, occasionally chuckling.

He had long since grown tired of Yun Yi’s arrogance. Yun Yi worked for their family but acted as if he were their master, constantly causing trouble. It was best to let Chen Fan teach him a lesson!

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Yun Yi’s expression grew even more sour, never having felt so humiliated. Gritting his teeth, he looked at the poised young woman Song Ling’er, who had saved Chen Fan before—perhaps she could say a good word for him.

But Song Ling’er acted as if she didn’t see him. She took out two white Bluetooth earbuds, inserted them, and closed her eyes.

Yun Yi was furious and turned to look around.

At least four or five hundred people had gathered all around, but they all watched the spectacle with amusement. Helping him was out of the question; not adding insult to injury was already generous.

He lowered his head, momentarily lost, forgetting where he was. He was a wealthy heir, and this cruise ship belonged to his family. He had always dominated and oppressed others, but today... he suffered such humiliation!

He truly felt murderous rage!

Never had he been so angry!

Never!

After hesitating briefly, he lifted his head and said to Chen Fan, “I’ll drink!”

“Please!” Chen Fan smiled and pointed at the two large bottles of baijiu on the table, totaling 1,400ml. Even if they didn’t kill him, they would surely make him suffer for days.

Ten minutes later, after vomiting four times in succession, Yun Yi finally finished the two bottles.

Chen Fan raised his right hand, downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, stood up, and faced Yun Yi.

Yun Yi was so furious he raised his head abruptly, glaring at Chen Fan.

Their eyes locked, neither willing to yield.

After a moment, Yun Yi bowed his head in defeat and stepped aside, clearing the way.

Chen Fan said nothing and looked to Ye Feng. “Where is my room?”

“I know where your room is. I’ll take you there!” Song Ling’er stood up, her face flushed with excitement, beckoned Chen Fan with a curl of her finger, and led the way.

Chen Fan nodded and followed.

Inside the room, as soon as Chen Fan turned on the light, Song Ling’er pounced on him, knocking him onto the bed.

Chen Fan frowned. “What are you doing?”

“Teach me your lightning secret art. From now on, I’m yours. My father is the chairman of Yushan Real Estate. You won’t lose out!”

Her gaze burned with passion, as if drugged, staring at Chen Fan with longing.

Though she despised Chen Fan—he was bald and covered in scars, and though he had bathed, a faint stench clung to him—she cared little now. For the secret art’s value was enormous, and she had lost all reason.

Chen Fan laughed and pushed her away. Standing, he pointed at a white cabinet about a meter high. “Take off your pants and turn around! If I’m satisfied, I’ll consider teaching you.”

Her eyes flickered. After a moment, she complied, removing her pink bra and panties, placing them on the cabinet.

Chen Fan saw a dazzling expanse of pure white.

Under the light, the radiant whiteness shimmered softly.

Her hips were white, round, and large, like a poisonous work of art, forcibly drawing one’s attention.

He also noticed some yellowish tones—her armpits...

The combination of white and yellow evoked a primal beauty, enhanced by the warm scent of her body—like an invisible poisoned hand teasing his nostrils repeatedly.

Was it his nose itching, or his heart?

This was a deadly temptation few men could resist!

“Opportunities like this only come once in a lifetime. Why not come over now?” She turned to Chen Fan, smiling, beckoning him with a finger, her eyes filled with desire, irresistible and intoxicating.

Chen Fan sighed and left the room, heading for the empty deck.

His willpower was harder than tool steel; he would never fall so easily.

“Come back! Come back!” she shouted in fury, completely unprepared for this outcome.

On the deck, Ye Feng turned to Chen Fan, laughing heartily. “You’re impressive, resisting all this! I admire you!” He bowed theatrically.

Chen Fan said nothing, shook his head, and leaned against the railing, letting the biting night wind sweep over him.

Ye Feng sized Chen Fan up, sighed, and looked toward the endless darkness ahead. “Seems like you don’t know how financially powerful her family is. She’s a true ‘white, rich, and beautiful’—in every way surpassing 99% of women on Earth. If you don’t win her over this time, you’ll regret it for life!”

Looking Chen Fan in the eyes, he added, “Do you really think you can sell the lightning secret art on your own? Wake up—don’t dream! The saying goes: ‘The innocent suffer when flaunting treasure.’ You understand that, don’t you?”

Chen Fan did not elaborate; he had his own plans.

He then asked about other matters, such as how many visitor professions existed in this world.

He received an alarming answer: there might be tens of thousands of visitor professions, each with its own game tasks and game domains.

A game domain is their fixed activity range.

Different visitor professions have different sizes of game domains.

The larger the game domain, the fewer specific special functions it has—sometimes none at all.

Conversely, the smaller the game domain, the clearer and more specific its special functions.

For example, they themselves were ‘Primordial Stone Carvers’ with theoretically infinite game domains, able to roam any district if conditions were met.

An infinite game domain meant losing its special functions.

But for some visitors, like the ‘Head Refiners’ or ‘Roundworm Breeders,’ their game domains were small but had very clear, specific special functions.

For instance, Head Refiners could control flesh pathways, and Roundworm Breeders commanded armies of trillions of worms!

Notably, it wasn’t that specific visitors came first and then game domains appeared; rather, the specific game domains existed first, then the visitors!

The game domain is the main body, like a dungeon. Once generated, it remains permanently unchanged.

As for the visitors inside the domain, they are mere temporary overlords, easily replaced.

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