Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 544 - 518: Dragged Into the Water

Lucy Country Hedong Office.

"Bang!" A sound.

A strong middle-aged white man rudely pushed open the office door with a newspaper in hand: "Hey, Victor, big news!"

"Yevgeny, I think I reminded you to knock when you enter... Forget it, are you talking about God Chen auctioning the demigod flesh?" A white man with a scruffy beard looked up at the indifferent Yevgeny, helplessly waving the newspaper in his hand.

"So you’ve already seen it. It’s probably the one God Chen killed in the other world." Yevgeny said, unapologetically taking a cigarette from the other’s desk, lighting it, taking a deep puff, and pointed to the headline on the newspaper with his thick fingers:

"Considering God Chen’s usual actions, I feel this time it’s definitely a big move, with at least a few hundred kilos. We can’t miss it!"

"Our office doesn’t have that much budget." Victor shook his head and said: "Even the Beijing Embassy can’t consume this batch of demigod flesh."

Whether in Great Xia Country or Lucy Country, divine corpses are definitely strategic-controlled goods, controlled by the highest wartime committee, basically priceless and hard to measure with money.

This market release is like detonating a nuclear bomb.

Anyone with money would go to the auction even if it means going bankrupt.

With their office’s limited budget, it’s estimated they can barely buy one or two kilos.

"You didn’t understand me. Did I say we have to buy it all?" Yevgeny flicked his cigarette and asked in confusion.

"Then what do you mean?" Victor asked in puzzlement upon hearing that.

"Have you ever consumed divine blood?" Yevgeny asked: "Pure divine blood!"

"No!" Victor shook his head. He was just an ordinary official martial artist in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Such precious things were basically for front-line fighters; he’d never even seen it.

His eyes suddenly burned, and his breathing started to get slightly rapid: "Are you saying?"

"There’s now a large amount of divine blood in front of us, just for a little money. You’re not a bit tempted?" Yevgeny flicked the cigarette onto the ground and exhaled a long puff of white smoke.

Divine blood is a generic term, not specifically referring to the blood of gods. Plasma and cellular extracts are considered divine blood.

"But... my money is mostly at home." Victor was silent for a moment and said.

"Same here!" Yevgeny shrugged and said.

The two men exchanged a glance.

The atmosphere in the office instantly quieted down.

After a long time.

"But the budget deficit will be discovered!" Victor swallowed hard and whispered, struggling powerlessly in his heart.

"If the accounts are done well, who could know? For instance, as a budget for God Chen’s activities." Yevgeny tempted like a devil.

"Two people’s risk is too great. We have to involve everyone in the office!" Victor paused for a while and said softly.

"I think they’ll all agree. This opportunity is once in a lifetime. Miss it, and it might never come again."

...

Midnight.

Chen Shouyi completed the thirty-six styles of horizontal training five times in a row.

Finally exhausted, he stopped.

He looked down, covered in sticky red blood and sweat.

The whole room was filled with an extremely strong bloody smell.

This four-times-optimized version of the training method is extreme and damaging. Without his self-healing ability and the nourishment of a large amount of divine flesh, his body would have collapsed already.

Once he recovered a bit, he took a piece of divine flesh from space, gobbled it down in a few bites, and then picked up a cup of salt water, gulping it down.

He checked his watch, found it was already nine, and rushed to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and quickly took a shower.

After changing clothes and getting everything sorted, he opened the window.

Outside, the clouds were thick, pitch black, with no hint of starlight.

"Seems like good weather for traveling." Chen Shouyi thought to himself.

He gently picked up the Shell Lady sleeping soundly on the bed, put her into his pocket, and then his body slowly drifted out of the window.

Without alerting any patrolling soldiers.

He started flying slowly.

Then the speed kept increasing.

After ten seconds, he broke through the clouds.

Chen Shouyi pulled out a Great Xia Country map and studied it carefully.

"North on top, south below, the sun is to the east, the capital should be in this direction..."

Given his ability to fly consciously, it’s obviously best to fly over on his own.

After identifying the direction.

Chen Shouyi immediately began flying.

As his willpower increased to 18 points, his maximum speed could now reach 230 meters per second. But at this speed, like extreme running, the mental consumption was shocking. He could maintain it for one or two minutes, flying twenty or so kilometers.

During usual flights, he controlled his speed at around 150 meters per second.

At this speed, air resistance was only a tenth of the extreme speed, making it economical and labor-saving, allowing for a hundred kilometers of flight.

His mental recovery speed was very fast, half an hour was enough.

Hedong is over a thousand kilometers from the capital city.

Chen Shouyi felt that if there were no mishaps, he might arrive before dawn...

...

Morning, Dingjiang City.

Mayor Huang Youpeng was processing documents with his head down.

At this moment, the door knocked.

"Come in!" he said in a deep voice.

The visitor was his secretary.

"Mayor... Mayor, someone wants to see you?"

Huang Youpeng’s eyebrows slightly furrowed at the words, raising his head to look at the shocked and stunned secretary, instantly feeling that things were not simple: "Who is it? Get to the point!"

"It’s... It’s the General Manager Chen."

"Which General Manager Chen?"

"The one who pioneered the Chen Clan’s training method, the General Manager Chen, I’ve seen his Legendary Martial Artist certificate..."

"Bang!"

Huang Youpeng’s body shook violently, suddenly stood up, knocking the chair behind him over with the intense motion, and said: "Where is he?"

"In the reception room!"

...

Chen Shouyi sat expressionlessly at the table, looking at the spread-out map.

At this moment, he looked haggard, with dark eye bags, as if he hadn’t slept for days.

He roughly estimated the distance on the map, muttering to himself: "Damn, still 600 kilometers left!"

Initially, as he thought, mental recovery speed was indeed rapid, but after several tries, the recovery speed sharply declined. Plus, the route had deviated a bit. At dawn, he had barely covered half the distance.

"Haha, Chen... General Manager, I’ve heard much about you, hello hello, I am Huang Youpeng. Welcome to Dingjiang City. I wonder... Have you come over for a mission or just visiting friends?" Huang Youpeng walked in warmly, probing.

This kind of legendary figure suddenly appearing in small Dingjiang City really makes people think a lot.

"Mayor Huang, you’ve been kind. Just calling me Chen Shouyi is fine. I just... inadvertently passed by here." Chen Shouyi said, paused, and somewhat awkwardly continued: "By the way, do you have a helicopter going to the capital today?"

ps: Anyway, after thinking it over, I’ll keep the title unchanged.