Facing the Apocalypse with My Other Selves-Chapter 350 - 211: Human Self-help Organization

As for True Immortal, although powerful, their strength is mostly reflected in the intricacies of their techniques.

The two are already very close in power.

However, at least at the current Earth Immortal Realm level, Cultivation is still clearly stronger than Gao Wu.

At this moment, High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu arrived quietly at the Guardian Mansion, and even stood in front of Guardian Envoy Nan Hao.

But this Guardian Envoy at Divine Power Realm, who still looked young but whose face was pale and bloodless, his whole body exuding a decayed aura, was completely unaware.

After a brief observation, High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu already had thoughts in mind.

He didn’t do much, simply played the role of a human middle-aged man, then silently appeared right in front of Nan Hao.

In the next moment, Nan Hao suddenly opened his eyes, his entire aura tensed up as if Primordial Power was about to erupt.

But then, it slowly calmed down again.

"Senior visiting so late at night, may I ask why?" Nan Hao seemed completely calm.

In his eyes, the person before him wore a black long robe, yet showed a human face.

Moreover, at such a close distance, facing his own aura’s pressure, the other showed not a single trace of discomfort.

Either possessing great Divine Power, deep foundation at Divine Power Realm, or someone even stronger at the Golden Body Realm.

Either way, in his current state, he didn’t have the qualifications to resist.

This display actually surprised High-Level Martial Artist Shen Yu.

"You’re not afraid to die?" Shen Yu asked directly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Who isn’t?" Nan Hao retorted, speaking calmly, "It’s just that, in this age, there are things more terrifying than death."

"..." Shen Yu was silent for a moment.

To be honest, although he had lived in this era for seventeen years, he hadn’t truly understood it.

Because he was weak.

Many things could only be contemplated from a weak perspective.

Still, Shen Yu wasn’t here to discuss these matters.

He only suddenly realized that, even if he gained power, his mentality might not be sufficient to support an entire civilization.

He still needed to observe, to think.

So, at this stage, the best approach was to minimize his own presence.

Therefore, Shen Yu spoke concisely: "I’m here on behalf of my organization, ready to recruit you."

"What kind of organization is it?" Nan Hao narrowed his eyes, various guesses already arisen in his mind.

Such an attitude surely meant he didn’t want others to know, so most likely not one of the well-known public groups.

Could it be some Alien Race, secretly recruiting slaves to exert influence over Human Civilization?

But Shen Yu didn’t leave him guessing for long.

He spoke directly: "It’s a Human Civilization Self-help Organization."

"..."

This time, it was Nan Hao’s turn to be stunned.

Because there was more than one organization with that name.

But without exception, they’re all very weak.

In this era, even the most extreme Human Civilization groups must admit: humans simply lack the qualification and ability to survive without help from other Alien Races.

Otherwise, they’d be wiped out instantly on the merciless Battlefield of Myriad Realms.

Self-help? How?

For organizations that hold self-reliance as a core ideal, let alone Golden Body Realm, even at Divine Power Realm, he had never heard of one.

"I know what you’re thinking." Shen Yu broke the rules.

Indeed, to protect the organization’s dignity, he directly used Gray Mist to obtain the man’s thoughts.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "At first, I too didn’t believe in the name and strength of this organization. The group itself seems newly formed, but I did see it—I saw power, and the will to realize its name."

"I see." Nan Hao naturally understood these were quite "sincere" words.

The person before him was not being mysterious, and seemed to have joined recently.

"Then, please explain rights and obligations, senior," Nan Hao said, and with a wave of his hand a tea table slid over beside him.

Showing willingness to listen.

But the "cheating" Shen Yu knew clearly that deep inside, Nan Hao still didn’t believe much.

Only cooperating due to his power.

It’s truly difficult.

Shen Yu sighed inwardly, yet felt a hint of joy.

Because he could see—that this person truly cared about all of Human Civilization, not a surrenderist.

If there were more people like this, it would mean the spirit and backbone of Human Civilization isn’t lost!

"The obligation is to always stand from the Human Civilization’s perspective, and complete tasks assigned by the organization," Shen Yu said.

Nan Hao made no response.

In his view, the latter part was key.

The first half was just an empty excuse.

Yet Shen Yu’s next words made Nan Hao’s eyes narrow.

"If the organization’s assigned task conflicts with the first obligation, you can refuse, until the organization provides a reason and persuades you."

"You can refuse?" Nan Hao asked, clearly suspicious.

After all, "standing for Human Civilization" is too vague.

At present, apart from true surrenderists, any organization or faction can claim to stand for Human Civilization.

After all, no one has truly seen the way out for Human Civilization, or its future.

Even those corrupt individuals can claim they’re concentrating resources for all of humanity.

If you can refuse tasks on that basis, couldn’t any mission be refused?

"I’m not finished yet," Shen Yu said. "We can indeed refuse any task, but the organization will also judge us based on our choices, selecting those it recognizes as firm human supremacists, and if refusals are too frequent, or the reasons lack conviction, you’ll gradually be abandoned—though only abandoned, with no punishment."

"I see." Nan Hao understood a bit, but soon narrowed his eyes. "With such leniency, doesn’t that mean the organization’s secrets will quickly spread?"

"No, they won’t." The human senior Shen Yu was impersonating seemed to sigh, then extended the back of his hand.

The next moment, a cryptic symbol appeared on his hand.

"This is the organization’s mark, a rather mysterious contract. It’s convenient, but also a restriction—with this, unless permitted, we cannot divulge any information about the organization or we’ll be detected."

"..." Shen Yu stared at the symbol before him.

Divine Sense was frantically probing.

The other party didn’t stop him.

But he couldn’t discover anything.

"I’m already at the Golden Body Realm," Shen Yu said, "but I still can’t detect anything. The only thing I can ascertain is that it allows a certain degree of surveillance over us."

"So, is it possible that it has other functions?" Nan Hao asked bluntly. "For example, to detonate and determine our life and death? If so, all your so-called lenient rules are pointless—at least, I wouldn’t agree to put an unknown ’bomb’ and ’monitor’ in my body."

"Of course," Shen Yu’s lips curled up, "In fact, at first I wasn’t willing either."

"Oh?" Nan Hao fixed his gaze on this mysterious, self-proclaimed Golden Body Realm powerhouse.

He didn’t fully believe anything this person said.

Not even a tenth of it.

Among the weak Human Civilization, all kinds of forces existed—too many wrapped in bright appearances, yet hiding ruthless schemes within.

Too many traces of Alien Races.

Who could guarantee the person before him wasn’t one?

Under this human face, he might not be human at all!