At the same time, two golden phantoms from the Book of Black, accompanied by a massive energy, were sealed deep within the spirit and body. Zhu Haomiao's bright and deep eyes gradually dimmed, a heavy fatigue and sloth surged into his mind.
However, just one day after the young man peacefully closed his eyes for deep sleep, the cruise sailing on the Yellow Sea encountered an obstacle.
"Mr. Wilson, they are asking us to stop the ship for inspection."
In the cockpit, the captain put down his binoculars and looked at Wilson standing tall beside him, respectfully inquiring.
"How should we respond to them?"
Upon hearing this, Wilson squinted, his gaze crossing the vast distance, staring at the waving sun flag, a twisted black light flashed and disappeared deep in his eyes.
"Signal with flags, tell them to get lost!"
"And the approaching patrol boat from the other side..."
After just a second of hesitation, the British captain who was accustomed to running rampant at sea fearlessly executed the order, the large cruise ship resembling a moving mountain, mercilessly crushed the patrol boat.
The shrill screams came to an abrupt halt as the waves raised by the cruise ship instantly overturned the small boat, heading straight toward the cruiser in front.
On the other side, watching the massive ship several times larger than itself coming head-on, the captain of the Kaoxiong cruiser turned pale, slamming his fist hard on the control panel.
"Damn British beasts are really too much!!"
The first officer beside him wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, put down his binoculars, and nervously inquired.
"Captain, they are asking us to yield the passage, what should we do?"
Basking in the gaze of everyone in the cockpit, the captain gritted his teeth staring at the enormous ship, trembling all over.
But after a battle between heaven and man, he slumped his shoulders in defeat, sighing heavily as if his spirit had been drained.
"Turn aside, yield the passage."
A palpable sigh of relief spread through the tense cockpit, the Union Flag flying on the enemy's mast felt like a towering mountain, pressing down on everyone, rendering them breathless.
Such a luxurious cruise ship was evidently the vehicle of a grand figure, no one wanted to challenge the prestige of The Sun Never Sets Empire in this era.
The sea waves slapped against the ship's side, and the retreating Kaoxiong could only watch as the arrogant cruise ship faded into the horizon.
"The sailors on that patrol boat... weren't rescued."
Captain of the Kaoxiong clenched his fists till they turned bone white, his fingernails deeply embedded in his flesh, and after a long while, he let out a mournful growl of impotent rage.
Unbeknownst to the minor incident on the way, on the morning of the third day, Zhu Haomiao, who was bleary-eyed, sat in the dining room, nibbling elegantly.
"You awakened me... is it almost time?"
"Yes, my master, we have already sailed into the Datong River, and we will reach the Pyongyang dock in a few more hours."
In a suit and gloves like a competent butler, Wilson attended to the young man's meal respectfully.
With a slight nod, Zhu Haomiao ate quickly, his dim pupils wandering as he glanced at the pages of the Book of Black.
[Sloth]: LV.4→LV.5（1/1000）
Finally, after long pupation and deep sleep, the last bit of progress for [Sloth] was filled up, achieving a stage breakthrough.
Additionally, [Gluttony] was only a step away from completion, once this meal was finished, it would likely be there.
Squinting his lazy, dreamy eyes, Zhu Haomiao, with some insight, hastened his eating pace.
As the deep whistle punched through the sky, Zhu Haomiao finally completed the last sliver of [Gluttony]'s experience bar before the cruise ship docked and put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.
[Gluttony]: LV.4→LV.5 (4/1000)
Clenching his fists, feeling the accumulated sheer potential deep within his spirit and body, Zhu Haomiao curled his lips in satisfaction.
Besides [Dexterity], all other five attributes accumulated enough to digest for a period, propelling himself a big step toward the dominance realm!
"My master, we have arrived at Pyongyang."
Holding a long, ancient, and plain black Chinese sword, Wilson approached the young man, half-kneeling, respectfully offering the sword over his head.
"Mm, you stay put here."
Casually grabbing the long sword to tie at his waist, Zhu Haomiao donned his hood and silently disembarked from the cruise ship, staff along the way unaware of his presence as if he was invisible.
Walking leisurely away from the dock, Zhu Haomiao strolled toward the city, discreetly observing the reactions of the passersby, pondering.
After advancing to LV.5, [Sloth]'s "Psychology Invisibility" ability seemed stronger, after dual [Pupation], his presence was further weakened...
Even several [Contenders] with badges instinctively overlooked him, not even glancing his way!
But... it might be related to the distance...
A transcendent with a weaker [God] attribute might have to focus intensely to "perceive" him from a greater distance.
And as the gap narrows, the probability of being "perceived" would soar!
Additionally, the upgraded [Sloth] seemed to harbor some new profoundness, awaiting his development...
Pausing in thought for a moment, the young man looked around, seeing a desolate, decaying cityscape.
Compared to Shanghai's distorted prosperity, the second largest city on the Peninsula seemingly still remained in medieval times, almost no reinforced concrete structures in sight, and the people's gazes mostly dull, bodies emaciated...
Thinking of the historical atrocities little idiot committed on the Peninsula, Zhu Haomiao shook his head in countless emotions.
Little idiot was truly starved, even exploiting the fat of these unfortunate souls...
Sighing, the young man proceeded straight, through dilapidated old wooden buildings, arriving at a secluded building cluster on the outskirts.
Before even approaching, a barrage of bizarre languages greeted him, and [Contenders] dressed in eccentric attire conversed with one another, the bustling scene resembling a market.
It was indeed a "market"!
Seeing all sorts of goods laid out on the ground, descenders from all over the world haggled in their respective languages, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips, finding words hard to come by.
This was surprisingly down-to-earth!
Drawing no attention, the young man quietly passed through the outer "market," reaching the small square in the depth of the building cluster to see his target.
The mission point of the organizing committee's camp!
Stepping through the door, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed staff member's confusion flashed fleetingly on seeing the golden [Dragon Emblem] on the young man's chest, then smiled guidingly.
"The gathering zone for China is at the innermost part, please proceed inside."