Chapter 892 - - 604 The Clumsiest Way of Revenge

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“Born with it,” Duge dismissed offhandedly.

Jannie’s mouth twitched, clearly indicating she thought he was stealing her thunder.

“Hmph, no god can be born from The Wasteland.” Kaska gave Duge a sidelong glance. He reached out, and as he made a grasping motion, Duge found himself lifted and suspended towards a gaping hole in the spaceship’s hull caused by an earlier breach.

Watching Kaska’s actions, Duge cracked a slight smile. A sphere of Dark God Power abruptly appeared, stopping the falling hatch in its tracks.

He manipulated the Dark God Power without needing to make any unnecessary movements.

The so-called snapping of fingers was only to let others know that he was the one behind it all. Kaska’s telekinesis required gesturing, which clearly put Duge a notch above in terms of power utility.

“Kou Nan, what are you doing?” Kaska snapped angrily. “Let me fix the ship, it can buy us time before the Thorne Divine Tribe arrives. Allowing the signal of Origin of Mankind to spread will kill us all.”

“No, it will only kill you,” Duge said with a chuckle, shaking his head. “I haven’t stolen anything from the Thorne Divine Tribe.”

“How do you know I stole the Origin of Mankind?” Kaska looked shocked.

“…” Jannie rolled her eyes at him, speechless.

“I not only know that you stole the Origin of Mankind, but I also know that you must have been discovered by the Thorne Divine Tribe. You were hunted for a long time before you narrowly escaped and ultimately, your spaceship malfunctioned, forcing you to land on Emperor Star,” Duge said with an all-knowing air.

“Did you read the logs from the Starfall?” Kaska’s expression darkened, “Do you not realize that reading the logs on someone’s private ship without permission is an invasion of their privacy?”

Is this guy lacking in brains, or is he just playing dumb?

Duge shook his head secretly, saying: “Infringing upon the privacy of the living may be immoral, but the dead won’t mind.”

“I said private, not dead,” Kaska corrected, “you despicable violator of privacy.”

Okay then!

This guy really is a simpleton, never able to grasp the crux of the matter!

Kaska’s behavior reminded Duge of those Galaxy Guard Corps fellows. Purely unintelligent, relying on luck rather than brains, staying alive by sheer stubbornness…

Duge chuckled, “Kaska, let me put it bluntly so you might understand. The signal for the Origin of Mankind has been sent out, and the Thorne Divine Tribe will arrive soon. When they get here, you’ll be dead. Nobody cares about a dead man’s privacy, right?”

“…” Kaska paused, then cursed, “Damn you, bastard, are you mocking me?”

“Kaska, I’m not mocking you. Facing adversity alone can be terrifying, but it’s different with someone else’s help,” Duge said earnestly as he looked at Kaska. “Why don’t you tell me about your vendetta with the Thorne Divine Tribe and the origins and purpose of the Origin of Mankind? Maybe we can help you.”

“It’s not helping me; it’s helping everyone. The Thorne Divine Tribe won’t allow inferior beings to use the Origin of Mankind,” Kaska said. “You better let me seal this hatch now.”

Duge shrugged and withdrew his Dark God Power.

Kaska glared at him and then used the door to patch the opening again.

After that, he emitted a hot, searing beam from his eyes, cautiously welding along the split created by Duge.

Only after he finished his work did he let out a worried sigh, “I hope the Thorne Divine Tribe hasn’t received the signal!”

Duge beckoned with his hand, and streams of water shot from the sea onto the shore, shaping themselves like a 3D printer — some becoming tables, some chairs.

In the end, the seawater-formed tables and chairs froze, settling on the beach in a stunning display.

Duge took out a bottle of fine wine from the Dark Space and casually crafted a few ice glasses, then cheerfully invited, “Kaska, why not sit down and have a drink? We can talk while we enjoy.”

Duge’s mastery over the various Divine Powers was exquisite.

In the eyes of regular folks, he was already a true God Spirit.

It was only because Instantaneous Movement through Solar Divine Power didn’t require flashy special effects; otherwise, he could totally pull a Doctor Strange maneuver, drawing a circle of light in the air before stepping through it to another location.

After thoroughly watching Duge’s flashy performance, Kaska hesitated for a moment before jumping down from the craft and settling in an ice chair.

Jannie also took a seat. She, too, could manipulate Sea God’s Power to create various ice sculptures, but she could not manage storage space or Instantaneous Movement. Her power wasn’t up to Duge’s level, which was why she was so eager to improve her strength by dual cultivation.

Duge snapped his fingers, and the wine leaped from the bottle into the glasses, the faint fragrance instantly permeating the air.

The ice glasses took flight, one heading towards Jannie, and one towards Kaska.

They both reached out to catch them.

Duge raised his glass, smiling, “Kaska, to celebrate our first meeting, you’re the first extraterrestrial friend I’ve ever made.”

Duge downed his drink in one gulp. He was familiar with the ways to quickly build rapport with any type of person.

For dealing with a simpleton like Kaska, forgetting the formalities and simply becoming friends straightaway was the way to go.

“You know my enemies are the Thorne Divine Tribe, and you still want to be friends with me?” Kaska asked, holding his glass and looking at Duge.

“…” Jannie’s eyebrows twitched, and she silently bowed her head, seriously doubting whether Kaska had damaged his brain while stealing the Origin of Mankind.

“Of course,” Duge poured himself another glass, “I don’t know any Thorne Divine Tribe, but if they could drive someone as sincere and upright as you to take such a risk and steal their Origin of Mankind, they can’t be any good.”

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