As it approached alti, Chen Shouyi got up to prepare a al.
However, Bai Xiaoling would not let General Manager Chen personally handle cooking and imdiately volunteered to do it. As the liaison and life secretary, wasn't her presence ant to take on these chores for General Manager Chen?
She deeply regretted not having specialized culinary skills, being no more than a dabbler.
Fortunately, Chen Shouyi was never picky, eating even the most unappetizing dishes with a straight face.
Shortly after eating.
The Divine Blood arrived.
A total of thirty-four vials, each containing thirty milliliters.
Chen Shouyi felt a bit uneasy, found a toad in the yard to test it, saw no issues, and softened seeing Chen Xingyue's expectant look:
"Alright, I'll give you three vials, be careful."
"Understood, brother!" Chen Xingyue imdiately accepted with a face full of joy.
Seeing the thirty-one remaining vials in the box, Chen Shouyi thought for a mont and handed an extra one to Bai Xiaoling beside him: "This one's for you!"
"General Manager Chen, I... I..." Bai Xiaoling trembled, stamring.
"What's with the 'I', just take it when I say so."
...
The sun blazed fiercely.
Chen Shouyi walked aimlessly down the street.
Since moving to Zhonghai, it was the first ti he had leisurely observed the area. Nearly three years of warti conditions had deeply affected here, almost every building rooftop equipped with artillery, helicopters occasionally buzzing overhead.
It was not yet the end of the workday, so the streets had few pedestrians, seeming quite deserted.
"Popsicles for sale, popsicles for sale!" An elderly man in his seventies or eighties stood sweating under a tree, loudly hawking: "Young man, want a popsicle?"
"Give
one." Chen Shouyi thought for a mont, pretending to reach into his pants pocket yet actually retrieving a hundred-yuan bill from space, handing it over.
"Big money, eh? I can't make change." The old man said awkwardly: "Do you have change? They're only one yuan a piece."
"No need for change." Chen Shouyi said.
"Good deeds are rewarded!" The old man laughed so broadly his mouth was agape, pulled out a popsicle from the wooden box covered by a blanket.
Chen Shouyi smiled, took it, tore off the paper wrapping, and took a bite; it was a sugar-water popsicle.
With all resources now scarce, milk was equally rare; living standards that once seed ordinary before the mutation now appeared incredibly luxurious. He quickly finished the popsicle in a few bites and threw the stick into a roadside trash can.
He hesitated inside to venture to the site of the Old God's fall, expecting to need considerable ti—danger was secondary, but the fear of getting lost in it and never making it out was paramount.
Yet, the prophecy of doom filled his heart with urgency.
If he continued following the routine as it was, he might truly end up like the prophecy.
Sotis, no matter his desire to evade battles, he couldn't escape...
For instance, with the God of Light, when everyone prepared to fight desperately, how could he comfortably desert?
When the heavens collapse, tall ones bear it, but unconsciously he—with the fa of Godslayer—had beco the tallest.
...
Night.
Chen Shouyi perused today's newspaper.
Still dull, except for the good news of the first-generation fire-control computer being successfully developed.
At this mont the phone rang.
Chen Shouyi got up to answer.
The call was from the president.
"General Manager Chen, what can make you stronger in a short ti?" His voice was hoarse yet heavy: "We don't wish you to risk yourself but wish humanity retains a shred of hope."
Compared to Chen Shouyi, as president of a country, his pressure was greater; since yesterday a series of etings and orders, he's stayed awake over twenty-four hours.
Chen Shouyi remained silent for a while: "More propaganda!"
"...I understand!" The president said: "I believe other countries will cooperate as well."
Chen Shouyi hung up the phone.
He felt relieved but sighed.
This was a double-edged sword; nationwide propaganda was the fastest way to gain Faith Value but was also a shackle, an invisible pressure. Yet at his level, it hardly mattered anymore.
He stood still for a while, determined.
...
The next morning.
"Dad, Mom, I'm off." Chen Shouyi said: "This retreat might last a while."
"Alright, go on, don't worry about ho, be safe." Mrs. Chen said.
"Rest assured!"
Chen Shouyi reached a deserted area and then soared skyward, rapidly flying towards Tai Buddha Country.
...
Upon arrival, the God of Conspiracy personally greeted him, still in the guise of that female form.
"Honored sir, are you truly going?" The God of Conspiracy asked.
From a certain perspective, the Great Xia Country—or specifically Chen Shouyi—was sowhat of an ally, while those gods from Tamu were constantly plotting to seize everything from her.
If not for the Great Xia Country's intimidation and balance, she—a Weak Divine Power—couldn't protect her territory.
Chen Shouyi nodded expressionlessly.
Seeing this, the God of Conspiracy said no more and led him to the Spatial Passage.
...
In the high altitudes, Chen Shouyi flew continuously.
Initially, the Shell Lady was excitedly following him in flight, but soon dove into his embrace.
Below lay a vast river tens of kiloters wide, with islands densely forested like eralds dotting across its expanse.
It was truly a bird paradise, countless otherworldly bird species circled, foraged, and cacophonously squawked on the water's surface—deafeningly noisy.
"Good giant, so many bad birds below!" The Shell Lady snuggled against him and exclaid, then eagerly began counting: "One, one, one, one..."
With the good giant, she feared not those bad birds.
And even if they chased, they couldn't catch her.
A massive vortex appeared silently, followed by a ferocious Giant Beast over fifty ters long bursting from the water, leaping high, instantly devouring nurous birds unable to escape with its bloody maw.
Previously counting, the Shell Lady now fell silent.
Even tucked her head inside.
...
Eighteen thousand kiloters—even for Chen Shouyi, it was a long journey. He flew intermittently, only covering less than a fifth by nightfall.
Before darkness fully set, he found a cave to shelter.
He settled the Shell Lady, and using a stick, began sketching a map from mory.
"Probably two more days to go!" He thought, and the map vanished automatically.
Chen Shouyi sat on a rock briefly, took out a pound of Powerful Divine Power's at pulp, ate it, then rose to practice the Horizontal Training thirty-six movents—ti was short, no room for waste.
PS: Stuck at writing.
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