Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 592 - 566: Really Not Salty

Under the scorching sun.

An elder with a high nose and deep-set eyes, wearing a white robe and holding a Golden Gemstone Scepter, walked briskly ahead, followed closely by a large group from the Priest Council. Everywhere they passed, all soldiers knelt down to show their respect.

The group quickly arrived at the high ground, gazing at Great Xia Country on the opposite side:

"What’s the situation on the other side?" the elder asked.

The territory of the God of Light is a country where religion and politics are united. As the Vice Sect Leader of the Church of the God of Light, he was almost at the pinnacle of power, one step away from being the Sect Leader.

"A lot of troops from Great Xia Country have arrived, estimated to be in the millions, but judging by their attitude, they seem to be bluffing and not preparing for battle!" reported the combat commander, a bearded middle-aged man in a white robe, bowing respectfully.

After all, it’s Great Xia Country, never short of people, the Vice Sect Leader mused silently:

"Do not be complacent, strengthen vigilance, and also reinforce the soldiers’ education to remain restrained and avoid unnecessary provocations."

"Yes!"

Fighting on two fronts against two nuclear powers at once, even for the Land of Radiance, with its population of four to five hundred million occupying the vast Middle East and Asia region, the pressure was immense.

But as long as the European Union is defeated and the main forces are freed, then...

"What’s happening over at the ’false’ god’s side?" the Vice Sect Leader inquired promptly.

Disciples were required to add the prefix ’false’ when referring to other gods to show their devotion to their Lord.

Even though everyone was aware it was more formality, for it wasn’t the medieval period anymore, and even in the deeply religious Middle East and Asia, people were much enlightened.

"Nothing, our envoys have been dispatched, and the false church on the other side has long received a false oracle, stating they will not participate in the wars on both sides!" the combat commander replied respectfully.

Utterly foolish!

Perhaps to them, rather than Great Xia Country, they are more wary of the powerful Lord.

But if humanity’s non-believers were to ultimately win the war, would they fare any better?

Of course, all of this could only be contemplated internally.

Even as the Vice Sect Leader of the God of Light, he dare not rashly interject into divine matters.

"By the way, yesterday a self-proclaimed fake god of conspiracy and enchantment uninvitedly arrived, bringing important information, warning us to beware of a human named Chen Shouyi, who is said to be extremely powerful and comparable to a false god!" the combat commander recalled something important, cautiously stating.

"Conspiracy and enchantment... a fake god!" The Vice Sect Leader’s expression turned peculiar.

Everyone behind him exchanged glances.

The same thought crossed their minds.

This definitely reeks of a conspiracy!

"Chen Shouyi? Has anyone heard of him?" the Vice Sect Leader turned and asked.

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads.

If it were God Chen, they would be aware.

A large amount of footage about Chen Clan’s cultivation method, seized from the European Union, was semi-publicly circulating among them.

But Chen Shouyi, who knows which corner he popped out from?

Moreover, being comparable to a True God, it’s utterly absurd, just thinking about it was blasphemous to the Lord.

If humanity could become powerful enough to rival a True God, who would still believe in the Lord? Thinking this far, a chill ran through their hearts.

"Ignore it; they aim to shake our faith in the Lord!" the Vice Sect Leader said sternly.

Though unsure of the god’s intentions, whether the words were true or false...

Yet, words from a being called the god of conspiracy and enchantment, even contemplating with one’s rear end felt off.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

...

The flight route from the European Union to Great Xia Country has become increasingly frequent these days.

Nearly every one or two days, there’s a flight.

Bilateral talks have been uninterrupted daily, with increasingly higher levels of meetings.

European Union Vice Premier Baptiste adjusted his suit, descending the stairs of the transport plane with a grim face, followed by the delegation for this negotiation.

As he stepped off the last step, his foot slipped slightly.

His assistant, one step behind, hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Careful."

"I’m not at the point of losing my balance yet!" Baptiste shook off the assistant’s arm gently, speaking in a low voice.

Great Xia Country’s welcoming convoy had been waiting at the airport for a while. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The car doors closed with a thud.

Over a dozen cars drove away from the airport like a long dragon.

Baptiste, with deep-set eye bags, looked exhausted and anxious.

The situation in the European Union was dire, extremely dire.

A week ago, the God of Light descended suddenly, and tens of thousands of troops on the front line shattered without a fight, surrendering collectively.

The entire Asia-Europe Defense Line was torn open, rendered useless.

Although the nuclear missiles launched barely held back the blitz attacks from the cult and the Barbarian God, the cult retaliated with nuclear strikes immediately.

Now the entire European Union, with its member states in disarray, frequent protests and demonstrations among citizens, and riots everywhere.

The situation, originally hanging by a thread, abruptly deteriorated, reaching a precarious point.

If Great Xia Country doesn’t go to war soon to divert the Barbarian God’s attention, the European Union will fall.

The entire world will be doomed!

...

The convoy did not pause, heading directly to the Great Xia Country’s wartime supreme power center.

The Supreme Military Authority Committee.

Baptiste, upon meeting the Great Xia Country’s president, said his first sentence: "The European Union is about to fall, and next, it will be your Great Xia Country’s turn!"

The second sentence was:

"All of the European Union’s technology can be shared with Great Xia Country!"

The Great Xia Country’s president’s expression was momentarily stunned, extending his hand to grasp Baptiste’s, speaking in a firm tone: "Great Xia Country is a responsible major power!"

...

At the crack of dawn.

The Shell Lady, who had been asleep for several hours, wasn’t sleepy at all, crawling into Chen Shouyi’s T-shirt, scurrying around like a mouse, treating Chen Shouyi’s large body as a playground, enjoying it immensely.

Then suddenly, she crawled out of the collar and asked the sleeping Giant with curiosity: "Good Giant, why are you salty?"

At this moment, Chen Shouyi was in a deep sleep and replied groggily, "How do you know?"

"Little Bit just licked it!" Shell Lady answered naively, "They’re all salty."

Huh, why say all?

Chen Shouyi instantly woke up, wondering what this shameless and overly curious little thing had done while he was asleep?

He opened his eyes: "Don’t lick, it’s dirty!"

"Oh!" Shell Lady responded obediently: "Then why is it salty?"

It’s because of the sweat.

Who isn’t salty?

Of course, such an explanation wasn’t necessary for Little Bit; it was too profound.

"Lick yourself; you’re salty too!"

Hearing this, Shell Lady immediately stuck out her tender tongue and licked her arm: "Not salty, Little Bit is fragrant. Good Giant, lick and see, truly not salty at all!"

How could it not be salty?

This Little Bit was obviously boasting again.

He didn’t believe it.

This defied science entirely.

...

In the morning, Chen Shouyi was sitting on the bed putting on clothes, looking refreshed.

Behind him, Shell Lady’s hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her whole body drenched as if she had been ravished.

She awkwardly put on a princess dress and asked: "Good Giant, isn’t it not salty at all?"

"Mm, not salty at all!" Chen Shouyi replied.

It turned out, Chen Shouyi found she truly wasn’t salty at all.

Perhaps due to her unique life structure, she didn’t sweat at all.

It’s really perplexing!

ps: Sorry, it’s late.