Storm of Gods

Chapter 176 The enemy of my enemy is my friend

Li Xin, who had already returned to Lilong, sneezed. Passing by Old Morton's stall, where Old Morton was busy running around and Little Morton was still studying in the tent, he casually put the packaged food aside and then made a shushing gesture. "Dinner from the Holy Zeal Church, give it a try."

Upon hearing about the Holy See, young Morton's face showed surprise and excitement. For a commoner from the bottom of society, the Holy See was the ultimate dream. The greatest purpose of the Holy See was not to give opportunities to the noble and wealthy class, who never lacked them and were always in the first tier regardless of the form, but to give commoners from the bottom a possibility of transcending class.

But this glimmer of hope may have brought immense hope to many people.

Little Morton mouthed "thank you," and Li Xin waved his hand, gesturing for more meat. The two smiled knowingly.

The longer Li Xin stayed in Dao Yuan, the more he felt that Luther's two ultimate abilities—Hextech and the Order of the Church—were truly changing the continent and genuinely transforming people's lives.

When Li Xin returned to the Carp Dragon Inn, Estella also arrived at the entrance of the Deadwood Monastery. Once outside the city, Klee's speed was extremely fast, traversing rugged and complex mountain roads as if they were flat ground, and the usually deserted and dangerous dense forest became more harmonious than ever.

When Estella arrived, the massive doors of the Deadwood Abbey opened automatically. Carrying Klee and carrying a basket, she slipped inside in a flash. The massive doors slowly closed, as if the abbey had suddenly become isolated from the world.

There are no servants in the monastery, only nuns, old and young. Even the princess has to be self-sufficient here, and of course Estella doesn't need to either, enjoying this freedom of being unsupervised.

Upon arriving at her room, she first activated her spiritual energy, using the method her master had taught her to remove the mask and place it in the wooden box. Then, she repeatedly looked at her appearance in the mirror. Hmm, there was no change. It would be a lie to say she wasn't worried at all. Girls care about their appearance, and after all, it was a secret item. So, she remembered the taboos her master had mentioned. When using secret items, many changes are irreversible, and even if they are reversible, the price will be many times higher. This is no joke.

These things were quickly forgotten. Estella hummed a little tune as she began to fetch water for a bath. She couldn't be happier; the mountain water was cool and silky smooth.

Meeting Mr. Gemini was half intentional and half unintentional. Although she wanted to meet him, she had no intention of prying into his privacy. However, when Celia invited her to the Carp Dragon, she readily agreed, hoping for a chance encounter.

During their casual conversation in the carriage, Estella learned that Li Xin came from Tianjing and had only recently arrived.

A chef who can create unique dishes from his hometown, a writer who can write excellent novels, someone even better than Simmons George, someone who can even give pointers, and someone from Tianjing who is skilled in unique musical instruments—it all seems quite reasonable. Moreover, Li Xin and Chris's simple and unpretentious descriptions are similar, so using the word "ordinary" is a bit of an exaggeration.

Estella didn't want to point it out; things were fine as they were. Celia was her friend in the real world, and the Geminis were her friends in her secret world. She didn't want anything to change because of their identities.

Everyone at the Roundtable is unique. Mr. Gemini must be an adventurer who has traveled the Dao Abyss Continent to know so much, which is quite impressive.

Klee lay on the table, squinting. Estella tested the water temperature; it was a bit cool. The monastery was much colder than outside, but the coolness was also quite comfortable. She slowly took off her nun's robes, revealing her flawless white body, a gift from the Earth Mother to the Aura bloodline, full of allure. She stroked her full breasts, wondering if it was just her imagination, but they seemed to have grown a little larger. This slightly annoyed Estella, who muttered to herself, "Don't let them grow any bigger; it's hot and I sweat easily."

A single sentence about a teenage girl's youthful anxieties transformed a simple room into a beautiful space.

The sound of rushing water and singing added a touch of life to the desolate monastery. Estella was thinking about how to sneak out again. The monastery... coming once in a while was fine, but coming to the monastery all the time would definitely arouse her mother's suspicion. It seemed that her mother did not like the desolate monastery very much. Fortunately, she had this excuse to go to the church to pray less.

Most members of the royal family don't really like this place, but she feels that its very existence is a unique feature, and that life is about seeing different scenery everywhere.

Li Xin, a diligent worker, sat in front of the typewriter... He had been sitting there for a while, and for some reason, he felt sleepy again. He yawned and decided to take a nap first. After all, it was good to be well-rested so that he wouldn't miss any exciting plot points. It must be because he had exhausted himself in the sacred place today.

Whirring whirring……

……

The crisp chirping of birds came from outside, and the warm sunshine felt very comfortable. I just wanted to stay cozy like this.

dong dong dong...

Li Xin was awakened by the frantic noise. When he opened his eyes, he saw the annoying owl. Of course, the owl didn't seem to like him either. He struggled to get up and opened the window. The owl looked at him sideways, then dropped Li Xin and fluttered away.

This is definitely intentional.

"I'll turn you into a kebab skewer sooner or later!" Li Xin picked up the letter... and then another meeting...

It's said that companies that hold too many meetings tend to fail quickly. What is Hextech Bird Report trying to do? There weren't so many problems when I first joined.

Is it time to pay the author?

Thinking of this, Li Xin smiled contentedly. He figured he should be rewarded; after all, he'd been with the company for quite some time, always busy and hardworking. Even if he hadn't achieved great things, he'd certainly put in the effort. Excitedly, Li Xin skipped breakfast and immediately hailed a convertible to 85 Maher Street, 309. Looking at the bustling, energetic workers of the Bird Company, Li Xin knew it wouldn't collapse anytime soon, which was good.

Upon arriving at the editorial office, Lao Wu pointed inside and said with a smile, "Come on in, the editor-in-chief is in a very good mood today."

"Thanks, Brother Wu. Let's grab a drink sometime." Li Xin knew the other man was giving him a hint.

"You're all talk and no action, kid. I'll treat you sometime when you're free," Wu Su said with a smile. He felt quite compatible with Li Xin and knew that Li Xin must be short of money since he had just arrived and hadn't been paid yet, so he wouldn't take advantage of him.

When Li Xin arrived at the office, Ma Zhe was sipping coffee and making "hmm" sounds. Judging from his expression, there must be good news. Could it be that "The Utopia" was a big hit?

"Li Xin, you're here! You look very energetic, young man. It seems the soil and water of Herdan are very suitable for you!" Ma Zhe said with a smile.

"President, since returning to the organization, I feel like I'm growing rapidly every day. I'm full of energy and high spirits, all thanks to your excellent leadership," Li Xin said.

Ma Zhe has been so preoccupied with the Bird Club lately that he's almost forgotten about Li Xin. If all the club members were as sensible as Li Xin, he would have so much less to worry about. "It's all for the Moon Goddess. I heard you met Travis through Simmons's connections. What did you gain?"

"Yes, President. I've looked at some of the first-hand files. We have too little information. It was Miss Christy's reminder that led Simmons to take me there."

“Very good, as expected of an excellent reporter from Bird Society. Strengthen your relationship with Simmons, and also pay close attention to Travis. Our two families live close by, and I'm afraid he's also spying on us from within The Undertaker. Tell me what you've discovered,” Ma Zhe asked.

Li Xin recounted what he saw and heard upon entering the Undertaker's base, providing detailed accounts and emphasizing his own description and the president's judgment, while deliberately omitting certain things.

“Isaac is indeed dead. The Church cannot allow such a heretic to live. No one can bear the responsibility. But his experimental notes may have been leaked. The Church usually doesn't destroy these kinds of things. They wouldn't be willing to destroy things involving resurrection or creation. They must have sealed them away as seals. Actually, it would be easy to find out if we checked.” Ma Zhe said, taking a sip of coffee. His expression became more varied. The new coffee beans that came this time were dried very well and had the smell of sunshine.

"You mean the Earth Church is hiding the truth... and wants to create humans?" Li Xin was a little confused. His dice had deduced that someone was experimenting with artificial humans, and so far the dice hadn't been wrong, unless he had misunderstood. And the notes were inside the Earth Mother Goddess Church. What the hell was this? A fanatical cultist was undermining his own god?
“Don’t talk nonsense. That’s not the authority of the gods, it’s the authority of the creator god. Moreover, it doesn’t conform to the laws set by the supreme will. There must be something hidden here. Travis won’t tell everything. Burning a few murderers to death is a way to give the people an explanation, appease their emotions, and buy time for the subsequent pursuit of the murderers,” Ma Zhe said.

"President, you seem very happy. Is there some good news?" Li Xin asked.

"Haha, no wonder Christie said you're clever, kid. Starting this week, our Hexbird Newspaper has the same reporting rights as the Heldan Daily!" She said, taking a cigar from the drawer and glancing at Li Xin. "Want one?"

"Thank you, boss." Li Xin didn't intend to be polite; such opportunities were rare.

Ma Zhe was overjoyed. He had essentially resolved the biggest crisis facing Hexbird News. The Visceral Harvester was just the beginning; it had already halved Hexbird News's sales. In another month, Hexbird News would be shut down. The Heldan Daily back then was nothing, merely imitating others, yet now they wanted to acquire them. Let them keep dreaming.

Ma Zhe personally roasted the tobacco and handed it to Li Xin, saying, "Speaking of which, you deserve some credit for this as well."

"Huh?" Li Xin was taken aback.

“Simmons really values ​​you. No wonder you're a member of the Black Rose; you still have such influence in Heldan. But no matter how many benefits he offers you, you must remember that you are part of the Night Watch,” Ma Zhe said, realizing Li Xin's significant role.
"The George family has decided to invest in our Hexbird Newspaper. The terms are quite good. During the negotiations, Earl George also mentioned you. They are willing to cooperate with us. By the way, the Heldan Daily Newspaper is backed by the Zheng family. So, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

It has to be young master Simmons. Of course, the George family's investment in Hextech Bird News was definitely not because of him. The editor-in-chief must have been trying to win him over for a long time, looking for a powerful patron. He spent some time with Simmons, especially that meal in Ivory Bay that day. He vaguely felt that there must be something complicated going on.

"It's all thanks to the president's wise decision. I'm just a rivet in the Night Patrol; I'll be there wherever I'm needed."

“Very good. With Lao Luo’s introduction, I trust you unconditionally,” Ma Zhe nodded and said.

This kid is quite self-aware; he remained steady despite several tests and assessments.

If it were just a small fry, it wouldn't matter. But as Li Xin becomes more and more important, loyalty becomes crucial. As for Luo Jin, well, although he's dead, his influence on the entire Night Watch is far greater. The issues with the Zhao family and the Archbishop are only briefly mentioned externally, but they can't be hidden from the Night Watch's internal affairs. Luo Jin is the true hero; he defended the meaning of the Night Watch's existence with his life and perseverance.

Under the moonlight, justice prevails.

What those in power don't care about is the last vestige of dignity for those below.

(End of this chapter)