Epic Of Caterpillar

Chapter 2758 - 2759: Chaos Gate Status

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After recalling all the Cosmic Realms I knew and assessing my fatherʼs powers, I concluded he was at least a Black Hole Forger, likely at the pinnacle of that realm.

He was undoubtedly born in that realm or close to it.

This means he not only devoured stars and assimilated with nebulae but also harbored a Black Hole within him, or possibly multiple ones.

How did he achieve that? I canʼt quite discern. Perhaps he didnʼt actually do any of that, and this world is the anomaly.

After all, this is a world entirely born from Cosmic Power. Every physical object and living organism here—the flies, grass, ordinary people, the skies, the sun—is composed of Cosmic Energy as its fundamental building blocks.

As a result, this makes the entire world significantly stronger, though it remains ”normalized” to the extent that ordinary people simply donʼt realize the supernatural powers they could potentially awaken if they were aware.

While the original Earth where Frank originated was likely like any other planet, this world is a ”Cosmic World,” as Iʼll call it, a unique world formed entirely from rich Cosmic Energy, his own energies.

It is also technically a parallel dimension born from a dimensional cosmic dungeon where he served as some sort of core, and several others as… I donʼt know other components. Iʼm still trying to figure that out.

This is peculiar because Frank was weakened when we met, and although he trained extensively and regained much of his power by absorbing Cosmic Soul Fragments, he still… he said it wasnʼt enough, claiming he only had about half his strength.

This can only mean one thing…

Frank was extraordinarily powerful! He was definitely in the Galaxy Realm, wasnʼt he? It is likely a bit higher than that.

He was also being pursued by Overseers, due to his father, and before he crashed on Grand Terra, where we met, he was battling them.

Now, he has reverted to a younger self, though Iʼm uncertain if this is the true Frank or a recreation of his childhood, a byproduct of this world.

He feels the same and possesses the same soul… or a fragment of it. Initially, I thought it was all a grand dream, but this isnʼt a dream world.

Even if it were, his powers materialized these dreams into a parallel pocket dimension. It doesnʼt encompass a replica of the entire universe but at least a replica of the entire galaxy, or a portion of it.

Itʼs… a colossal Cosmic Dungeon, indeed, and Iʼm still trying to discern what they plan to do with it.

I suppose draining it of all its resources is one objective, yes.

Hmm…

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Well, enough thinking. Iʼll reassess my thoughts later.

Better to focus on the present.

”Okay, so…” I said. ”Do I just tap the rune, father?”

”Yes,” he said. ”Come on, do it, donʼt be shy.”

”Iʼm not shy, I was just asking,” I said, tapping it and then… ”Oh?!”

Suddenly, a small magical hologram of purple light appeared, displaying some information.

{Chaos Gate Hitman Status}

{Member Name}: {Kireina Blackwood}

{Hitman Rank}: {Rank X: Heiress of Chaos Gate}

{Contribution Points}: {1000}

{Evaluation}: {The Heiress of the Chaos Gate and the Bossʼs dearest daughter. The single most valuable member in the entire organization, protect at all costs. Harming her without her consent or that of the Boss is punishable by immediate termination of contract and prompt execution. Her immense potential surpassed the three most trusted members of the Boss in an all-out battle. Somewhat naïve, she lacks experience.}

”Wow…” I said, surprised. ”It even has an Evaluation where it calls me naïve?!”

”A-Ah…” my father said, suddenly nervous. ”Thatʼs not my fault. I didnʼt do that. The assessment and evaluation are done automatically by the Rune, connected to our Network of Information.”

”I see…” I nodded.

”Well, it doesnʼt seem to be saying anything false,” Frankenstein said.

”I agree, itʼs a very accurate evaluation,” Wasp nodded.

”You guys! Donʼt be rude to the young lady!” Medea reprimanded them.

”No, theyʼre not wrong,” I admitted. ”It might seem that Iʼm naïve… I guess thatʼs the aura I project, and thatʼs fine. The more they underestimate me, the more shocked theyʼll be when I surprise them.”

”Heh, hahaha!” my father laughed. ”I agree.”

”You have a thousand Contribution Points, young lady,” Mirabilis said. ”You could purchase many excellent items! Do you want me to take you to the Chaos Gate Store? We gather all kinds of goods and resources there, many from the territories we own, loot from organizations we crush, and basic resources to grow stronger, which we purchase from other regions of the world.”

”I recommend you purchase a book to learn some Cultivation Methods,” my father said. ”The Store Owner will have a suitable recommendation for you. He knows you.”

”Cultivation?” I wondered.

Well, Iʼve been cultivating, technically, this entire time, but this is the first time theyʼve said it so directly.

So is cultivation widespread on Earth? I had no idea.

”The Art of Refining the Essence of Heaven and Earth into your body, and also the Primordial Chaos,” my father explained. ”An art practiced throughout Asia. Japan is no exception. All major endemic clans of Onmyouji, Monks, and Shrine Maidens practice some form of cultivation, as well as Martial Arts and Mystical Arts, or Magic, as some call it.”

”Oh, I see. So what about the West, like Europe or America?” I asked.

”They also practice their own distinct methods. Asian cultivators would say theyʼre cultivating too, but in their own unique ways to grow powerful. Some avoid the elaborate techniques, focusing on gathering energies or resources. Others rely on their bloodlines to propel them toward supremacy through constant battle,” my father said. ”European Magus Families synthesize and refine Mana Circuits within their bodies, while also crystallizing Mana Cores and forging Internal Magic Circles. Warriors tend to follow rigorous training regimens, mastering their weapons while combining their Intent with their Mana to create Auras. There are countless methods, each forging unique paths to strength. Naturally, most remain hidden from society.”

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