Chapter 44: The Replicas, and Theories Regarding the Main God's Targeting

Chu Xuan's faint voice drifted over, drawing curious glances from everyone. Yet, his own gaze remained fixed on Wu Xian, clearly looking for confirmation.

Damn it! Have you really never read the script? Why do you assume I would know something like this?

Wu Xian's mouth twitched, but he answered directly anyway, "That's right, there is indeed a huge gap, but it's not because we are far inferior to them; rather, the God of the Main Dimension evaluates them as being far below us... Oh, and by the way, this team-versus-team battle doesn't just involve two Samsara teams, but three."

"Three teams? And we're the strongest?"

Zheng Zha blinked upon hearing this, then asked somewhat doubtfully, "That doesn't make sense, though. Aside from the team leader, none of us in the China Team have participated in more than two horror movies. There's no reason why so many other Samsara teams should be weaker than us. Could it be because you, Team Leader, are just too strong?"

I have to admit, although the reasoning process was completely wrong, if we're talking purely about the result, you actually hit the nail on the goddamn head.

What is this? An idiot's intuition?

Wu Xian felt somewhat speechless inside, but he continued, "Don't underestimate our team. Do you think unlocking the genetic limit is something easy to do? Ordinary people might not even catch a glimpse of the threshold in their entire lifetime. Even among Samsara travelers, managing to unlock the first stage is already quite impressive. As for the second stage, in many teams, that's already the level of a team leader.

"And right now, in our China Team, we have one person at the third stage, one at the second stage, and two at the first stage—one of whom is a mental-power controller.

"With a lineup like this, plus everyone having at least C-rank bloodline enhancements, even among all the Samsara teams, the China Team is close to the top tier, second only to those two special teams."

"Special teams? What are those?"

Catching the key point, Chu Xuan wanted Wu Xian to elaborate.

"I know this. The team leader has explained it to us before."

However, Zheng Zha spoke up first this time, briefly outlining the concepts of the Celestial and Devil teams, sending Chu Xuan into deep thought.

"One is composed entirely of members with team-leader-level strength, while the other clones Samsara travelers with extremely high potential and talent. No wonder they are separated out; they certainly deserve to be called special."

Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses. "However, compared to the Celestial Team, I'm more curious about the Devil Team. How many people among those present here do you think will be cloned over?"

Hearing this, the members of the China Team present couldn't help but freeze slightly, their gazes turning in unison toward Wu Xian as their expressions gradually grew subtle.

In their view, Wu Xian's strength was so formidable, and he had even unlocked the third stage of the genetic limit. He undoubtedly belonged among the exceptionally talented and fully met the criteria to be cloned into the Devil Team.

If that turned out to be the case, wouldn't they have to fight a cloned Wu Xian if a team battle broke out with the Devil Team in the future?

Just imagining such a scenario happening in the future, Zheng Zha and the others—who had all previously suffered under Wu Xian's brutal training—shivered involuntarily.

Feeling the trembling of the delicate body in his arms and the undisguised fear on Zhan Lan's face, Wu Xian was instantly covered in black lines.

Am I really that terrifying? I was just a little harsh during training, but that was for your own good!

If not for that, where would you guys have gotten your current strength? You almost suffered a total party wipeout against a normal-difficulty *Alien*.

Rolling his eyes internally, Wu Xian chose not to explain the clone issue.

Although it sounded a bit mystical, he was practically certain in his heart that, nine times out of ten, the Devil Team did not have a clone of him.

This was a near-instinctive intuition, as if within the exact same worldview, a second version of oneself could simply never exist—not even a clone...

Wait! Hold on!

A flash of inspiration struck Wu Xian's mind, and he suddenly thought of a certain possibility.

Could this... be the reason why the Main Dimension god was always cranking up the difficulty for him in horror movies?

Thinking about it, it wasn't unreasonable. After all, according to the original setting, anyone capable of unlocking the genetic limit was evaluated by the Main Dimension god as possessing immense potential, meeting the conditions to be cloned into the Devil Team.

However, because of his special nature, when the Main Dimension god had originally attempted the cloning process, it had suffered a bizarre failure. At the same time, it had discovered the anomaly in Wu Xian's soul, treating him like some kind of computer virus.

And since it couldn't act personally, it had arranged the *Final Destination* plotline—which shouldn't have appeared—attempted to use the power of the world's laws of civilization to erase him from the horror movie.

Yet, due to his golden finger, Wu Xian's strength far exceeded the Main Dimension god's expectations, and in the end, not only did he return to the Main Dimension hub alive, but he also unlocked the second stage of the genetic limit.

According to the Main Dimension god's basic programming, such talent had to be properly nurtured, which was why it had shown mercy afterward and given him the chance to become a team leader during *Resident Evil*.

As for what followed, the Main Dimension god's CPU had probably fried, causing it to flip back and forth between the options of killing Wu Xian and nurturing Wu Xian.

Eventually, for some unknown reason, the two directives seemed to merge into one, causing the difficulty of *Alien* to skyrocket while still leaving a sliver of a chance of survival.

Now, even the team battle that was supposed to appear in *The Mummy* had been arranged into *The Grudge*, and it was a three-way team battle at that—likely to further squeeze the potential of Wu Xian and the China Team, telling them that if they didn't want to die, they'd better get strong fast...

All of the above was just Wu Xian's wild brainstorming. What the absolute truth was remained unknown, but the possibility certainly existed.

"Damn it! If that's really the case, once I get stronger, I'm definitely going to beat up those idiots who built the Main Dimension god and make them stop messing around with broken code!"

Thinking this with bitter resentment, Wu Xian outwardly kept his composure and shifted the topic. "Little Chu, let's discuss the Devil Team and clones later. Right now, we're talking about the team battle in the next horror movie."

"Where was I just now... Oh right, this team battle involves three teams in total: the India Team, the West Sea Team, and our China Team.

"Because the Main Dimension god rates our China Team the highest, considering us the strongest among the three teams, we are also the last to descend into *The Grudge* world. Do you know what that means?"

"You mean... those two teams will have more ample time to prepare, and might even join forces to work as one against us?"

This time, Zhan Lan spoke up first, fully displaying her role as the intelligence anchor of the newcomers before Chu Xuan's arrival.

"Exactly. There is a high probability they will choose to team up against the China Team. As for working as one, though—forget it, calling it a pack of jackals colluding would be more accurate."

Wu Xian sneered, then turned to look at Chu Xuan. "Well, Little Chu? Facing a situation like this, what method do you plan to use to deal with it?"

"Simple. Use absolute strength to intimidate them."

Chu Xuan said faintly, giving an answer that hardly sounded like something a master strategist would utter.

"It's... that simple?"

Zheng Zha tilted his head, expressing doubt at Chu Xuan's overly pure and direct method.

"When you possess absolute strength to easily resolve a problem, all plans and strategies are nothing more than petty tricks... Of course, that's assuming you truly possess the [force] to steamroll everything. Otherwise, the importance of [intellect] becomes prominent."

With that, Chu Xuan looked back at Wu Xian. "If I remember correctly, when you described the strength gap between those two teams and the China Team earlier, you specifically emphasized 'the evaluation by the Main Dimension god.'

"Could I take that to mean the Main Dimension god cannot entirely accurately judge the strength of Samsara travelers, and the strength of those two teams might actually not be far behind the China Team?"