Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

After finishing her call, Wu Xueqing looked at Zhao Sheng, her bright eyes sparkling. "The higher-ups are going to cover up your matter. Actually, the Zhao family put a bounty on you first; you were just having a stress reaction." Her voice was clear and pleasant.

"Yes, thank you." Zhao Sheng, who was standing to the side, naturally heard the conversation clearly. The Wu family planned to find a scapegoat to take the blame, quell the public's panic, and then support some companies to accelerate the economic development of Hebei Province. This was the best option.

Economic support alone is unlikely to sway the officials in Hebei Province, and it would only make them dissatisfied. They would need to find someone else to take the blame, and whether it will work out depends on the contest between the two old foxes.

Even if the people in Hebei Province disagree, he has ways to leave China. The power of the Divine Force is not only physical strength, but also mental strength. Ordinary people cannot stop him from leaving.

At this stage, the Super Soldier Corps has not yet been formed. They have just awakened their super genes and their control over their power is not high, so it would be useless for them to come and stop him.

"You Chinese play dirty tricks." Yan sneered. This was her most direct impression of the Chinese: they were all playing power struggles and scheming games, the kind of games you play at the dinner table.

Ultimately, it's an exchange of interests among mortals, and the Zhao family has become a bargaining chip on the table for this interest, so even in death, they can still play their remaining value.

A-Zhui and Mo-Yi had traveled to many inhabited planets and witnessed much of the darkness in human nature.

Of course, this was just Yan's disdain. She had seen darkness more than once, but this time she was experiencing it firsthand.

"Now that everything is done, let's go back." Yan Shu spread her wings and looked at the two of them. Wu Xueqing nodded and stepped forward to hug her, her full breasts pressed against her waist.

"Hey, you've got some interesting stuff." Yan teased, then looked at Zhao Sheng. "Kid, you can go back now. Ah Zhui, burn all the Zhao family's corpses." The last sentence was directed at Ah Zhui.

The dark database is shared, and A-Zhui has a place in the Zhao family. "I understand, Sister Yan." She nodded, then flapped her wings and left.

Mo Yi then left with Yan.

Zhao Sheng watched them leave, then turned and ran towards Juxia City without leaving a trace on the water. His figure disappeared into the night, leaving only a faint ripple on the sea.

It took two days.

Zhao Sheng returned to the martial arts school and ate more than a dozen meat-based meals nearby. Martial artists of the Divine Strength level have a large appetite and can easily eat a whole cow a day.

Moreover, during the two days he was running wildly on the sea, he didn't drink a drop of water or eat a single meal. His body energy was being depleted very quickly, and if he didn't replenish it, he would become a dried-up corpse.

After Zhao Sheng finished punching to digest the energy, he checked the Zhao family's affairs on his phone. Almost all of them were stories of massacres. After refreshing, there were no more. It was clear that the Wu family was currently clashing with the higher-ups in Hebei Province.

"Teacher." Ye Wu walked into the martial arts hall with his schoolbag on his back and called out. Behind him were Zhao Hao and Xiao Fan. The three little guys ran here as soon as the holiday started, not worried at all about going home to eat bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork.

"Hmm." Zhao Sheng nodded, immediately recognizing that Ye Wu had the best martial arts talent, followed by Xiao Fan, and then Zhao Hao.

However, in terms of temperament, Zhao Hao is the most mature and steady, while Ye Wu and Xiao Fan are lively and active. If they don't come to the martial arts school to practice stance training, the two boys rarely have self-discipline, and their stance training is barely at the beginner level.

Zhao Hao has been practicing stance training for some time now.

"Not bad." Zhao Sheng said this to Zhao Hao. Ye Wu and Xiao Fan scratched their heads and chuckled. "Thank you for the praise, teacher."

Zhao Hao glanced at the two of them in astonishment, his face full of helplessness. Did they even know who the teacher was praising? How dare they reply randomly after reading the message?

The three of them went to the same elementary school and usually walked home together after school. He felt a little helpless being with these two.

Zhao Sheng smiled and patted the two little heads. "You've already mastered the basics of stance training, so let me teach you a couple of self-defense techniques." The three of them hadn't fully developed their bones yet, so they weren't suitable for being taught martial arts.

But it's still possible to teach them a few self-defense techniques!

"Thank you, teacher." The three thanked him, and Zhao Sheng nodded. He then began to teach the three two self-defense techniques: one hand to strike the groin, and the other to poke the eyes.

The two boys had only been learning for a short while when they started stealing from each other, chanting, "Look, the monkey is stealing peaches."

"Isn't this a bit unethical, teacher? I don't think the heroes on TV act like this," Zhao Hao asked his teacher, dumbfounded.

Zhao Sheng shook his head. "Those are all fake. The most important thing when fighting is to first incapacitate the enemy so that you can protect yourself while subduing the enemy. These two moves are just right for your age." He earnestly taught him.

Is that right?

Zhao Hao seemed to be deep in thought.

"Alright, you guys go home now. Don't end up eating bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork when you get home." Zhao Sheng told the three boys to go home, as they were too young to be taught much.

"Yay! I love bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork. Goodbye, teacher." Ye Wu grinned, then pulled the two away. Before leaving, Zhao Hao was still thinking, letting Ye Wu lead him away.

"Eat as much as you like, just don't cry later." Zhao Sheng chuckled. Suddenly, his pocket vibrated and his phone rang. He took out his phone, glanced at it, and saw that it was an unknown number. He clicked to answer.

"Has Mr. Zhao Sheng arrived home yet?" The clear, melodious voice belonged to Wu Xueqing. He replied, "I have. Miss Wu, are you asking me to come over now?"

"If Mr. Zhao Sheng is not ready yet, it can be postponed for a few more days."

"Where was this reported? At Angel International Building?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao Sheng."

"Okay, I understand. I'll go now."

Zhao Sheng hung up the phone, left the martial arts school, and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station. Although he was faster than a car, it was best not to expose himself, as it would easily arouse the curiosity of pedestrians.

Moreover, and most importantly, the Denon III satellite of the Juxia has global coverage, so if it generates some buzz, it's easy for images to be captured and uploaded to the database.

Then, the next day, the con artist Jess from the National Security Bureau showed up and said that the human limit is the standard of a generation of super soldiers, and that one cannot reach the human limit without relying on super genes.

This method is much needed in China, especially now at this critical juncture when the Taotie Legion is about to invade. A super soldier would also be a valuable asset.

Upon arriving at the high-speed rail station, Zhao Sheng bought a ticket for the earliest available train and waited for the boarding process to begin. Next to him sat a girl with a seductive appearance, who appeared to be in her early twenties.

She was live-streaming and saw Zhao Sheng beside her. "Hello, handsome." Her voice was alluring and seductive, exuding a flirtatious charm even without trying.

Zhao Sheng didn't respond; she continued asking, "Handsome, where are you going?" Her voice provoked a nearby older woman to mutter, "You vixen!"

"I'm not seducing your man, why are you cursing at me?" Su Xiaoli retorted.

The older woman got angry too, "Look at you, all disheveled, and talking in that affected way, if you're not a vixen, who is?! Judging from your current state, I bet your mother was a vixen too, right?"

Su Xiaoli was hit where it hurt, and retorted sarcastically, "Old woman, you can't control your own man and you blame me. If you weren't so ugly, he wouldn't have run off with someone else."

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'? It's not your fault that you're ugly and shabby, but it's wrong of you to come out and scare people when you're ugly. Not only are you disgusting, but you also pollute the environment. Your man is contributing to society by marrying you."

The shouting match between the two attracted onlookers, most of whom were sizing up her figure and appearance. If she wasn't in a relationship, it was fine, but if she was, she would be slapped.

"Shut up, both of you!" Zhao Sheng interrupted their argument, annoyed, and looked at them.

Su Xiaoli quieted down. The old woman wanted to continue cursing, but when she saw his deep eyes, her heart fluttered and she stopped talking, silently cursing him again in her heart, "vixen."

"Zhao Sheng." Zhao Sheng glanced at Su Xiaoli and stated her name. She was beautiful and charming; no wonder the old woman had called her a vixen earlier.

"My name is Su Xiaoli." Su Xiaoli didn't turn off the live stream. When the audience saw Zhao Sheng's face, the barrage of comments flew up: "This guy is so handsome, no wonder he didn't watch my Ahri."

"Hey upstairs, Ahri is mine! And even if this guy is handsome, can he be even a fraction as handsome as me after I take a shower? Post a picture!"

"Rubbish……"

"Ugly bastard..."

"He's not even as handsome as me!"

Seeing the lively atmosphere of the live stream, Su Xiaoli interacted with the viewers, while Zhao Sheng closed his eyes again to wait for the votes, his mind focused on rehearsing his boxing techniques.

Before they knew it, it was time to check in for the high-speed train. He checked in and boarded the train. Ali was on the same train and followed behind him, also checking in and boarding the train.