The back seat of a black business car.
Four people sat facing each other, their faces calm.
"Why is there so much commotion this time? People are starting to pay attention to me now." A square-faced middle-aged man said with anger on his face, an aura of faint pressure surrounding him.
"Don’t worry, Director Cao, our actions are always cautious. They won’t find anything."
"But what’s the deal with Fang Shengjie? Do you not realize how much trouble a person of his level causes once something goes wrong? You can just walk away scot-free, but I’d be the one in trouble then."
"Fang Shengjie was just an accident. If he hadn’t meddled, we wouldn’t have killed him. Besides, it was an order from above. You wouldn’t disobey that, would you? With everything you’ve done over the years, there’s no going back." A dark-skinned youth with Southeast Asian features sneered sinisterly, a hint of malevolence on his face.
The square-faced middle-aged man’s face immediately darkened.
"Shut up, Coret!" A middle-aged man with a shaved head reprimanded.
The malevolent youth shrugged and stayed silent.
"This incident was our mistake; we were too lax in our vigilance." The bald man continued as he saw the square-faced man’s expression soften, "The target for this mission is seven young Martial Artist Level live bodies, and we still need two more. Once the mission is complete, the organization has always been generous to its own. You’ll receive three tubes of Primordial Divine Blood."
"The organization still hasn’t used up the Primordial Divine Blood?" The square-faced man finally changed expression, suspecting.
He knew that the Pantheon had obtained some remnants of gods through various means at the onset of otherworldly invasions, which is why many martial artists were lured and enticed.
Money wasn’t a concern; most of them weren’t lacking it, but the increase in power was something they couldn’t ignore.
Though Great Xia acquired far more divine remains than the Pantheon, they also had a lot more martial artists. Over the past twenty years, the quality of the Divine Blood in Great Xia had degraded and diluted countless times, losing most of its divine effects. In comparison, the Pantheon’s Divine Blood was undoubtedly much more effective.
"The original Divine Blood was long used up. However, the organization has reestablished faith for It, greatly enhancing the quality of the Divine Blood."
The square-faced man pondered slightly, and then his expression drastically changed: "You’re not afraid of backlash?"
The simplest way to improve Divine Blood quality was to take the divine remains to the other world, control a Barbarian Tribe, and reestablish faith, which was akin to reviving an ancient god from death.
This kind of situation had occurred before.
"I’m not sure about that. Compared to the gains, even if there’s backlash, the Pantheon can afford the loss!" The bald man smiled, revealing a set of white teeth, "And what’s the harm in having another god in the other world? There are many gods there, and perhaps It should thank us for its rebirth." Fınd the newest release on ɴovelfire.net
"Relax, old boy, you Great Xia people are too cautious. The four of us Martial Artists in Hedong City are enough to walk sideways without major issues. If not for the need for caution and secrecy, I alone could handle it." Another person, who had remained silent, spoke up.
This was a tall, handsome young man with a charming smile on his lips as he spoke, his Mandarin somewhat awkward, clearly not a native of Great Xia.
"Let’s finish this job quickly; staying here feels a bit stifling," the Southeast Asian said, somewhat impatiently.
"The first practical quantum satellite was successfully launched at 3:40 on December 25, 2015, at the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center and officially put into use. This marks an important step forward in our country’s communication technology.
It also means that our country has become the first in the world to restore satellite signals.
According to reporters from the National Defense Science and Industry Bureau and the National Space Administration, quantum communication technology uses high-energy photons for quantum entanglement transmission, unaffected by otherworldly force fields.
Quantum communication is not only applied to daily communications for the people but also to communication assurance for water, electricity, gas, and other energy supplies and livelihood network infrastructures. It is also applicable in defense, finance, and commercial fields, poised to bring about significant changes in the industry and technology sectors.
In the next half-year, our country will successively launch three to five satellites to initially establish a global communication and military network while accelerating the construction of a ground quantum communication network..."
"The war in Tony Country is coming to an end, with a multinational force led by Xia, the United States, the United Kingdom, France, and others taking official control of Wushui City. Apart from small-scale battles, the war has basically subsided. It is reported that the number of casualties among the multinational forces has reached as high as more than 15,000, including the number of soldiers sacrificed from our country..."
At this moment, a knock on the door was heard. Chen Shouyi frowned, grabbed the sword beside him, stood up from the computer desk, and walked out of the bedroom.
Stopping cautiously about four or five meters from the door, he listened carefully and heard only a faint breathing.
Seems to be an ordinary person, Chen Shouyi was slightly relieved in his heart:
"It’s me, is that Senior?" A crisp voice came from outside the door.
Chen Shouyi put the sword behind his back and opened the door. At the door was his new neighbor, Song Tingting.
"Senior, do you want some grapes?" She held a basin of washed grapes, boldly looking at Chen Shouyi, her face a little nervous.
"Oh, thank you for the grapes!" Chen Shouyi politely said as he took the grapes.
"Can I come in?" Song Tingting asked cautiously.
Chen Shouyi hesitated for a moment and said: "Of course, please!"
With the Shell Lady still in the bag, there was no worry of being discovered. He carried the plate into the kitchen, took out a fruit bowl, and poured the grapes into it.
Song Tingting found a pair of shoe covers in the shoe cabinet by the door and gently walked into the house. She glanced around briefly before following Chen Shouyi into the kitchen, looking at the sword in his hand: "Senior, are you practicing martial arts?"
"Sort of," Chen Shouyi thought as he looked at Song Tingting’s defenseless face: This girl is kind of naive, alone with a guy, and doesn’t feel concerned at all.
"Even someone as skilled as you works so hard. Not like me, I can never seem to learn." Song Tingting said, her eyes flashing as she looked at Chen Shouyi.
"It’s not something that happens overnight; it takes time."
"Oh, can I ask you for advice in the future?" Song Tingting looked up expectantly.
After some awkward small talk, Song Tingting soon asked to leave: "My mom is probably looking for me, I better go!"
"Oh, take care. Oh, right, your fruit bowl."
Song Tingting stuck out her tongue, quickly turned around to take the fruit bowl, and left the room.
Smelling the lingering fragrance the girl left behind, Chen Shouyi took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and returned to the bedroom.
As soon as Song Tingting opened the door, her mom came out of the kitchen and asked, "I just turned around, and you were gone. Where did you go just now?"
"I went outside to eat some grapes." Song Tingting replied.
Her mom looked at the fruit bowl, now empty, and said with exasperation, "You eat so fast; your dad and I haven’t even had any yet."
"Mom, the grapes we bought today were delicious. I want more tomorrow!" Song Tingting hugged her mom’s arm, shaking it coquettishly.
"How did I give birth to such a foodie!"
Her dad, sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, laughed and said, "If our beloved daughter wants to eat, we’ll just buy more tomorrow."