Human Brain Farm-Chapter 416 - 401: Trapped

Zhu Zhengwei was wearing the Saint’s little dress, continuously stuffing clothes and various magical treasures into his pocket.

Just like a poor child suddenly thrown into a luxury store, grabbing jewelry and accessories, excitedly stuffing them into his pockets.

As he stuffed, he found it too bothersome, so he simply enlarged the pocket of the dress.

Wooosh!

Like a gust of demon wind, the pocket turned into a black hole, sweeping in all types of dharma artifacts and treasures.

Thud!

A muffled groan arose.

In the next moment, the pocket of Zhu Zhengwei’s dress bulged fiercely, as if it could no longer hold anything.

"Full?"

Zhu Zhengwei was startled and quickly understood what had happened.

"These magical treasures are of too high a level... A normal storage bag would burst instantly with just one of them, and the rules inside would collide with the space. This dress is already very impressive, able to hold so many."

"No wonder it’s Miss Zhang’s bedroom, impressive."

Zhu Zhengwei wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued to glance at the many remaining magical treasures. The entire clothing rack, wardrobe, and jewelry stand were still adorned with various top-tier magical treasures.

He never thought that Miss Zhang, who appeared so cold before, had so many jewels.

However, he felt a slight twinge of guilt.

The moment he saw her, he wanted to secretly plot against her.

"Hoo."

Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath, "There’s no choice, this is fated. Even though it seems we have no grievances, the moment those few Dark Side entities invaded my universe to kill me and seize power, it was destined to be a life-and-death situation."

This was irrelevant to personal grudges, only differing stances.

Striking now was one of his biggest opportunities to turn the tables.

Zhu Zhengwei stopped thinking too much. Among a pile of accessories, he found another storage-type scented sachet and began crazily packing more magical treasures.

Then it was full again.

He picked up another storage ring and continued packing.

Several times, he repeated this, wearing a little skirt with bulging pockets, with seven storage rings on his hands, and three scented sachets at his waist, he finally emptied the Saint’s Palace.

Carpets, candlesticks, famous paintings, statues, nothing was spared.

If not for some windows that couldn’t be removed, he would have even tried to take them.

He silently wandered around again, thoroughly ensuring he had been thorough, his whole body adorned with jingling accessories, "Apart from the sleeping bedroom, everything else is emptied... Although the items in the bedroom are the most precious, it’s best not to enter."

He couldn’t get close before due to the overwhelming aura of the Saint. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

But now, fully equipped and armed with various magical treasures, he was thousands of times more powerful than Nezha with his Wind and Fire Wheel, Red Tassel Spear, and Qiankun Circle.

"Theoretically, carrying a load of magical treasures, I could barely manage to enter the bedroom." But he still decided to leave Miss Zhang a piece of undergarment, as one shouldn’t go to extremes.

After all, getting near the Saint’s true form and fiddling with the Lifebound Treasure would definitely lead to trouble.

He left the Saint’s Bedroom fully laden.

Rustle.

The overwhelming pressure still blanketed the deathly desert-like land.

Yet, the terrifying forces of soul evaporation could no longer harm Zhu Zhengwei; with all the magical treasures hanging on him, the pressure was gone.

"Feels great."

Zhu Zhengwei, like a nouveau riche draped in jewels, walked out of the gate, strolling in the desolate land.

He looked up at other Saint Daoist Palaces with a face full of regret, "It’s a pity I could only plunder one of the Saint Palaces. If I could loot others, that would be great."

What a pity.

Only Miss Zhang came incognito.

And it was also by a stroke of luck that she didn’t dare get close here, whereas he could ambush her and acquire her soul imprint, taking the chance to open the door.

This was a rare opportunity.

"Next is the escape."

Zhu Zhengwei’s expression gradually darkened, "This is the real difficulty, isn’t it?"

Coming was easy, leaving is not.

He got in by infiltrating a competition, similar to a martial arts tournament in the Mortal Realm, to ease into the Divine Realm. With no rules or foundation, appearing as an ordinary person, he could get in.

But leaving?

Wearing a dress with bulging pockets, laden with magical treasures, he was the epitome of a richly adorned nouveau riche!

Walking openly on the street?

Hehehe.

Not to mention being wealthier than the "Jade Emperor" of this universe.

At the very least, he’s on par, right?

After all, he didn’t loot the bedroom. But there’s at least 30% of a Saint’s assets, right?

Zhu Zhengwei fell into deep thought, "Now, activating all the secret aura equipment on me and sneaking out of the Divine Realm is the best bet... But it definitely won’t be that easy."

"My energy level is too immense."

With several hundred Rule Cores of various World Rules, what does this amount to?

He himself is a little universe!

Walking out of the Divine Realm openly, crossing the world’s boundary membrane, the massive energy tide would surely draw attention.

Moreover, the Celestial Emperor of this universe, just like how Li Shimin controlled Chang’an City, probably has an extremely high level of control over his world.

And I’m in his lair...

It’s like being in Chang’an City.

"He hasn’t noticed my anomaly yet because while he controls this ’Chang’an City,’ the Saint Daoist Palaces are forbidden areas he doesn’t dare to probe or touch."

"What to do?"

"Should I fight my way out alone?"

Zhu Zhengwei took a deep breath, "Am I now at Half-Saint combat power? Can I fight?"

Someone’s strength mainly depends on two aspects.

First, the attribute of basic True Skills, like the White Attribute.

Second, the Rule Cores refined and the quality of Rule Artifacts worn.

Zhu Zhengwei’s White Attribute, after years of the Great Tang Prime Minister’s trials and tribulations, had reached 90%, barely considered a Half-Saint’s basic White Attribute level.

After all, the further along, the harder the improvement.

Zhenyuanzi’s True Skill level must be above 97%.

"My basic attribute level isn’t low, paired with equipment... Plus all these lavish pieces, it’s not impossible to make up for the combat power True Skill gap."

He could confront the Jade Emperor with all these magical treasures.

But in a real fight, if challenged alone, the chance of getting beaten up was high.

"Coming in to steal is easy, but taking it out is harder than ascending to heaven."

Zhu Zhengwei felt a chill in his heart.

Even if he could withstand the Celestial Emperor alone, he had a legion of subordinates.

"Another life-threatening problem, no matter how I calculate, I am doomed." Zhu Zhengwei was completely headache-ridden. Would he just stay in the Daoist Palace, adorned with gold and silver, never stepping out?

He paced around the Saint Daoist Palace, thinking back and forth.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, he came up with a plan, which was very bold but possible to try, "I can’t leave the Daoist Palace, but I must contact Zhenyuanzi outside for help... Let me find."

Soon, Zhu Zhengwei found a homing pigeon, "This can be used to contact the outside."