Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 571 - 545: The Arrangement of Fate

But really seeing the big cat walk away without any lingering, the shell girl felt reluctant.

She looked at it for a while, until it disappeared, before reluctantly withdrawing her gaze.

This big cat doesn’t look very powerful, it can’t even stand steadily.

She quickly ran back onto Chen Shouyi’s shoulder again and asked, "Good giant, will the big cat come back?"

"It won’t come back!" Chen Shouyi thought she was still afraid of the little cat, and said casually.

"Oh!" The shell girl responded, then asked, "Will it bite the little one?"

You can’t say she’s timid, it’s just that her size is too small. In her eyes, a cat is like an African elephant to an average person, just its sheer size gives a huge oppressive feeling.

Chen Shouyi realized and said with a smile, "No, otherwise I’ll bring it back, and you can play with it."

He felt that the shell girl was sometimes quite lonely; even the boring mathematics she could study with great interest. Maybe keeping a little cat would be better.

The shell girl hesitated, then quickly shook her head.

She just wanted to watch from afar and definitely did not want to play with such a giant beast.

...

On the highway, trucks carrying a large number of soldiers drove one after another.

The Great Xia Country’s army had already started recovering the war regions.

This international highway through Laos to the Tai Buddha Country was bustling with traffic, under heavy guard.

Here, there was a military post every one or two kilometers, especially not far from the border of the Tai Buddha Country, where a heavy troop was deployed.

If there was anyone likely to stir after the death of the God of Blood, it would undoubtedly be the God of Conspiracy at the border.

Today, the border that had always been peaceful suddenly received a suspicious group of people dressed in black, with strange divine emblems on their chests.

"Stop!"

"What are you doing?"

All soldiers immediately went on alert, pointing their guns at the group.

The group quickly stopped at a distance.

"We are envoys of the Tai Buddha Country, we come in peace, we want to meet the president of the Great Xia Country," a middle-aged man shouted far away, trying to stay calm.

"Who do you represent?"

"Our lord, the great God of Conspiracy, we come following a divine oracle."

The soldiers looked strange, not daring to make a decision on their own, reporting layer by layer.

The decision from above came quickly, negotiations could proceed.

This group of envoys was quickly given passage, with about a dozen elite special forces following throughout.

...

The God of Conspiracy, disguising as a mortal in the group, secretly observed, his expression constantly changing, secretly alarmed, as there were two senior warriors (Martial Artists) among the dozen human warriors, and the rest were all intermediate warriors (Martial Artists).

Are humans not very weak, a mortal from the Tam World could kill a large group, why is the Great Xia Country so strong?

"Did you hear, General Manager Chen smashed the God of Blood to bits, not even a bone was left," at this time, a soldier chatted casually, intentionally glancing at the group of envoys, the intent to show strength clear as day.

The God of Conspiracy immediately perked up his ears, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Too ruthless!

"It’s already spread everywhere, they say the ground got hit until lava spurted out!" a soldier echoed.

These days the army talked most about this matter, it had such a legendary effect, boosting morale, that even without deliberate publicity, it spread quickly throughout the army, almost everyone knew.

The God of Conspiracy suddenly asked with an enchanting tone, "Soldiers of the Great Xia Country, do you have many strong ones like General Manager Chen?"

The air was filled with a faint fluctuation of divine power.

Faced with the divine art used by a true god’s avatar, the soldiers had no resistance, spilling everything they knew.

"Not many, probably only one!"

Heh heh.

Just one.

He relaxed in his heart but then mournfully thought, whether it’s one or two, it makes no difference to him, he can’t beat them, even the stronger God of Blood is dead, let alone himself.

However, this is only temporary.

A malicious idea flashed in his mind.

As long as he meets the king of the Great Xia Country... no, the president.

When that time comes... heh heh!

...

"General Manager Chen, we’ll trouble you this time, I feel these envoys are fraudulent," He Qingming said.

Conspiracy and the God of Enchantment.

Just hearing these names gives one a creepy feeling, it makes one uneasy.

To say there is no conspiracy would simply do an injustice to that title.

"If you’re so worried, why not just kill all these envoys, and then directly recover the Tai Buddha Country!" Chen Shouyi said nonchalantly, the God of Conspiracy shouldn’t be stronger than the God of Blood, as long as he dares to show up, I can definitely take him out.

He Qingming gave a bitter smile, for him, killing a true god with weak divine power might really be as easy as eating and drinking water.

"We also want to, but actually we can’t; the impact would be too great. Our country’s neighboring borders have more than just one Barbarian God, if we kill one Barbarian God, it’s like killing a chicken to warn the monkey, but if we continuously kill two, in fear they might all join forces to attack, then our country will be in danger. Plus, we also need a weaker, negotiable Barbarian God to understand information about them."

Chen Shouyi nodded, understanding in his heart, though such compromise indeed made him feel somewhat aggrieved.

...

The vehicle carrying the envoys soon arrived.

The God of Conspiracy looked around while getting off the vehicle with the crowd, asking calmly, "Are we here? Can we meet your president here?"

"No, you’ll need to undergo a temporary inspection here," a soldier said.

The God of Conspiracy didn’t mind, his gaze arrogantly swept across the crowd, then he suddenly seemed struck by lightning, quickly lowering his head in fear.

This wild and powerful human, why is he here?

"You, come over here?" Chen Shouyi spotted him in the crowd at a glance.

Although his appearance was completely different from last time, the unique aura of a saint’s descent couldn’t escape his senses.

The God of Conspiracy felt extremely anxious.

Feeling that he had nowhere to run, even if he could escape his avatar, he couldn’t escape the temple.

He hesitated, quickly squeezing out a fawning smile, jogging over: "Haha, honored sir, so you are here too, I come with peace and sincerity, to meet your president."

"General Manager Chen, is this?" He Qingming felt something was not right, and asked doubtfully.

"This is the God of Conspiracy’s mind descending," Chen Shouyi said.

The atmosphere instantly became quiet.

He Qingming’s jaw dropped in surprise upon hearing.

The nearby envoys couldn’t help but change their expressions, quickly kneeling to pray devoutly, clearly unaware that the god they worshiped was mixed among them.

At the same time, countless guns pointed at the God of Conspiracy.

"Put down your guns, put down your guns, with General Manager Chen here, there’s no need to worry," He Qingming, after the initial shock, quickly regained his senses, and hastily dispelled the alarm.

With General Manager Chen here, what’s there to fear! Moreover, this is just the God of Conspiracy’s mind descent.

Chen Shouyi looked at the God of Conspiracy, sneeringly said, "We meet again, huh!"

The God of Conspiracy felt an ominous premonition under Chen Shouyi’s cold gaze and forced a humble smile, "Yes, yes, maybe it’s a fateful coincidence... respected sir, you must believe me, we are on the same side!"

On the same side?

Chen Shouyi almost laughed.

"They’re enough. You don’t need to follow because you’re a liar... never mind, I’ll send you on your way to prevent you from any further schemes!"

The God of Conspiracy’s mind was still spinning, thinking what being sent on his way meant, whether it was guiding him out or directly sending him to the Great Xia Country’s president?

The next moment, a hand slapped heavily on his forehead, and his vision went black as his head and chest were crushed to pieces.

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ps: No, no, no, this must count for yesterday, it can’t be considered a broken promise, I am a person who practices what they preach, don’t mess with people.