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For humans, three hundred years was indeed an unimaginably long time.
It was enough time for entire dynasties to rise and fall, for generations to live and die.
From the founding of the United States to the birth of Iron Man in 2008, American history itself spanned only 243 years.
One could easily imagine just how shocking and tempting it would be for ordinary people to learn that the Ancient One had lived for over three centuries.
But to Rimuru—
It really wasn't that impressive.
In the Jura world, aside from humans with their relatively short lifespans, most monsters lived extraordinarily long lives.
For example, the Storm Dragon Veldora had been sealed inside the Infinite Prison for three hundred years without any issue at all.
Then there was Milim, the loli Demon Lord, whose age was so ancient it was practically immeasurable.
To Rimuru, even if Thor someday died of old age, he himself might still remain youthful.
Kaecilius clearly intended to use the Ancient One's longevity to tempt Rimuru into joining his side and believing in Dormammu or eternal life—
But unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong target.
As for Dormammu…
Rimuru actually had a rather immature thought at the moment:
What would Dormammu taste like?
Remove the head and internal organs.
Six times the protein content of beef.
Crunchy texture.
Tastes like chicken.
After exchanging only a few awkward words, Kaecilius quickly realized things were going nowhere.
He stopped probing, muttered a few polite remarks, then left in frustration.
Rimuru couldn't care less.
To him, Kaecilius was basically just a stranger.
Most likely, Kaecilius had heard rumors about Rimuru's legendary feat of "speed-reading" through the library and came hoping to trick him into secretly studying the Book of Cagliostro.
How boring.
At the moment, Kaecilius was clearly already harboring dangerous intentions, but because he feared the Ancient One's unfathomable strength, he still didn't dare directly steal the forbidden book.
Watching Kaecilius leave, Rimuru fell into deep thought.
If he sold Kaecilius out to the Ancient One…
Could he get a good price for him?
At this point in time, Doctor Strange had not yet exposed the secret that the Ancient One was drawing power from the Dark Dimension, so Kaecilius's determination to betray Kamar-Taj probably hadn't fully solidified yet.
Would turning in this rebellious teenager earn him some benefits?
Honestly, Rimuru felt conflicted.
Normally, if someone in power discovered a traitor among their subordinates, they would eliminate them immediately once the evidence was confirmed.
But the Ancient One valued destiny and causality far too much.
Reporting such matters required finesse.
If handled poorly, even if successful, it could leave a terrible impression in the leader's eyes, making the whistleblower appear malicious or opportunistic.
So one had to proceed carefully.
In the end, Rimuru simply wrote Kaecilius's name down in a little mental notebook and decided to wait for the right price.
Meanwhile, as Kaecilius walked away, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He shivered involuntarily and quickened his pace.
What he didn't know was that after only a brief conversation, Rimuru had already begun considering how to sell him off for maximum profit.
After spending an entire afternoon in the library, Rimuru didn't feel tired at all.
Still, he had already learned everything he needed to learn.
At this point, he was merely pretending to continue reading, so there was no need to stay any longer.
More importantly—
Rimuru genuinely missed hearing Aya's adorable loli voice.
After saying goodbye to the Ancient One, Rimuru directly opened a portal leading to the living room of the Long Island villa.
Watching Rimuru casually open a portal without even using a sling ring, the Ancient One couldn't help revealing a trace of envy.
She knew of the multiverse's existence.
Through the Eye of Agamotto, she had witnessed countless parallel universes.
Yet among all those universes, she had never once found any trace of Rimuru.
It was as though he had appeared from nowhere—
Without a past.
Without a future.
Watching the portal disappear, the Ancient One couldn't help feeling slightly lost.
She did not know whether what she had done was right or wrong.
Nor did she know what kind of impact Rimuru would ultimately have on the universe.
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Long Island Villa.
The moment Rimuru stepped inside, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.
First of all, Aya hadn't greeted him with:
"Master, welcome home~"
That alone was already abnormal.
And somehow, there also seemed to be several suspicious people inside the house.
With a single thought, Rimuru instantly activated the spell he had recently learned:
Invisibility.
This magic not only rendered the user invisible but also allowed them to phase through solid objects.
Strictly speaking, it was a combination of invisibility and wall-phasing.
The moment Rimuru passed through the wall into the living room, he was left speechless.
Because most of the suspicious figures inside were actually familiar faces.
Nick Fury sat calmly on the sofa in a black leather coat, striking a pose that looked mysterious and excessively cool.
Nearby, several agents were handling cleanup operations.
Among them was none other than Phil Coulson—the "village chief of the beginner zone," someone Rimuru knew quite well.
After adjusting his earpiece, Coulson spoke professionally:
"Unit Nine, report investigation status."
"Unit Nine reporting. Exterior conditions normal. No trace of target detected. Over."
"Roger. Continue surveillance."
"Yes, sir."
"Unit Seven, report status."
"Unit Seven reporting. The maid has been hypnotized. She will remember nothing that happened today. Over."
After confirming reports from over a dozen agents, Coulson approached Fury.
"Director, confirmation complete. Cleanup operations are finished. The AI program Aya has been temporarily blocked. The maid we forced to open the door has been hypnotized and will completely forget the incident. Everything is prepared. We are only waiting for Rimuru to return."
Nick Fury nodded calmly.
"Understood. Withdraw now. Remember—leave no traces behind."
"Yes, sir."
Coulson and the agents immediately retreated.
One low-ranking agent even wiped the floor while leaving to ensure no evidence remained behind.
Watching all this unfold, Rimuru was momentarily speechless.
Back when watching movies, every time Nick Fury mysteriously appeared inside a superhero's home, it always felt incredibly cool and mysterious.
Rimuru had once wondered:
How exactly did this bald braised egg pull that off?
Now he finally understood.
Behind every successful "mysterious Nick Fury entrance" stood the collective effort and wisdom of an entire professional operations team.
So this was all just for show?!
Even pretending to be cool required teamwork?!
But more importantly—
Why was his own house so easy to infiltrate?!
These people had broken into his home without permission and even hypnotized his maid.
Sure, she was technically just a cook—
But she was his cook.
Who besides Rimuru himself had the right to bully her?
Not only had they hypnotized her—
They had even blocked Aya.
Aya was Rimuru's adorable little maid AI.
Rimuru himself had never even scolded or hit her before.
This was too much.
Bullying his maid was bad enough.
But these idiots actually wanted to show off in front of him?
And after all that preparation, all that planning, mobilizing nearly twenty people—
They still wanted to outshine him in style?
Did they think they were qualified to ascend to heaven?!
At a moment like this—
He absolutely had to satisfy their expectations.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
Right in front of the perfectly posed Nick Fury, space suddenly fractured like shattered glass.
Dense cracks spread through the air like a broken mirror.
Nick Fury, who had been standing there dramatically in his black trench coat, almost entirely hidden in shadows, instantly froze in confusion.
Space itself was cracking apart like a mirror.