The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Yamamoto Furukawa did not speak immediately.

He looked up at the seven-colored light that was slowly falling from the sky.

Looked for a long time.

So long that Kanzaburo thought he was stunned again.

Then Yamamoto Furukawa spoke: "Fragments of a higher-dimensional secret realm."

Six words landed.

Kanzaburo felt as if he had been hit on the back of the head with a stick.

"A higher dimension... a secret realm...?!!"

His voice cracked.

Fragments of a higher-dimensional secret realm.

In the world of professionals, the meaning represented by these five words is roughly equivalent to "God's legacy".

Higher-dimensional realms and ordinary realms are not the same concept.

No matter how high the level of a normal dungeon is, SSS is the highest you can achieve.

However, higher-dimensional realms are entities that transcend the level rating system.

It does not belong to any known dimension and does not follow any known rules.

And now, a fragment of a higher-dimensional secret realm is falling into the sea.

Kanzaburo's mind was racing.

He subconsciously looked at Yamamoto Furukawa, trying to find some instruction or hint on the demigod's face.

But Yamamoto Furukawa's expression was complicated.

On that face, which was still half swollen, there was shock, greed, fear, and something else that was hard to define—as if he was weighing something.

In the end, Yamamoto Furukawa said nothing.

He simply turned his head, his gaze once again falling on the direction of the rift in the Cloud Realm.

That direction.

The young man had already led his servant of calamity deep into the secret realm.

God knows what else he might bring out of it.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Earth.

The beacon of light, God's mansion.

Floor-to-ceiling windows extend from the floor to the ceiling, unreservedly displaying the night view inside.

Adam stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked up at the sky, and his eyes flashed in the reflection of the seven-colored light.

There was no surprise, no shock, in that flash.

Only a kind of calm that comes from knowing the truth.

It was as if they had known this moment would come all along.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for about ten seconds, then turned around.

A young man in a black uniform stood at the office door.

The young man stood ramrod straight, like a javelin driven into the ground.

Adam glanced at him and spoke.

The voice was soft, even somewhat casual.

It was as if he was instructing the housekeeper to go to the supermarket to buy two pounds of tomatoes.

"Go and invite Mr. Jacob."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Let's take a trip to the East."

The young man didn't ask a single question.

He gave a crisp bow, turned around, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Adam turned around, his gaze once again falling on the sky outside the window, which was shrouded in seven-colored light.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of her lips.

……

Shenxia, ​​Longjing.

The lights in the Supreme Command office were so bright they were almost blinding.

But Li Weiguo didn't ask anyone to dim the lights, because his attention wasn't on the lights at all.

He stood by the window, his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant night sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The windows are large, offering a great view.

It was so clear that he could see the faint red glow on the horizon that hadn't completely faded away.

That was the aftershock coming from the direction of the Cloud Realm.

But what troubled Li Weiguo was not that red light.

What gave him a headache was the real-time intelligence that had just been sent back fifteen minutes earlier—Gu Xu had slapped away the demigod Yamamoto Furukawa of the Sakura Kingdom.

a slap.

It's not a punch, not a sword strike, not some high-end, powerful ultimate killing move.

It was a slap.

After slapping him, he stomped on his face.

After stepping on it, he even kicked it.

After kicking him, he said, "You'll die next time."

The whole process took less than twenty seconds.

After reading the intelligence, Li Weiguo remained silent for about three seconds, a helpless expression on his face, before uttering two words: "Awesome."

It's truly frustrating.

You think he's angry?

He can't have children.

Judging from the outcome, Gu Xu's slap was quite satisfying.

The grudge from the East China Sea battle must be avenged.

The Sakura Kingdom took advantage of the invasion of the deep-sea forbidden water creatures to stab the Divine Sherman in the back.

While Gu Xu was helping to stabilize the front line, Yamamoto Furukawa led more than thirty Saints to try to surround and kill him.

More than thirty saints and one demigod.

For a young person who has only recently changed jobs, being ganged up on is shameful.

The person only slapped him back, which, to be honest, is already a very restrained response.

What if it were Li Weiguo himself?

He thought about it silently in his heart.

If he possessed Gu Xu's strength at eighteen—a level 45 Ancient Lord, whose Calamity Domain could crush a demigod's domain, five concept-level Calamity Servants at his beck and call, a lieutenant general, and the commander of the Calamity Legion—

He's definitely even more arrogant than Gu Xu.

Not just certain, it's absolutely certain.

Eighteen years old, who hasn't been young?

When Li Weiguo was eighteen, he was almost kicked out of the training camp because he said a few words when he was punished by the instructor to run ten kilometers.

What was his strength back then?

Level 7.

A newbie who just switched jobs.

If someone at level seven dares to be so stubborn, what would they be like at level forty-five? Wouldn't they be able to cause a huge uproar?

Therefore, he understands Gu Xu.

The slap that landed on Yamamoto Furukawa's face wasn't a blow to a person, but a blow to the dignity of Japan.

But understanding is one thing, and headache is another.

This matter will definitely cause a diplomatic dispute.

Although Japan is currently being beaten so badly they don't dare utter a sound, their silence doesn't mean they won't resort to underhanded tactics. Li Weiguo knows these people's nature all too well.

They will definitely get their revenge, no matter how many times they were slapped.

It's just a different approach.

but--

Li Weiguo's thoughts were interrupted by the sky outside the window.

Because something in the sky is shining.

To be precise, the sky cracked.

Li Weiguo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared at the rapidly spreading white crack in the sky, and his mind was instantly cleared of diplomatic concerns.

Because something fell out of that crack.

The colorful light spread across the sky, turning the entire night sky of Longjing into a palette of colors.

Seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—bloom simultaneously, without any order or hierarchy, each color dazzlingly bright.

The light streamed into the office through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a flowing patch of colorful light on Li Weiguo's face.

Li Weiguo's expression changed.

But not panic, not fear.

It is an extremely complex solemnity.

"Fragments of a Higher Dimensional Realm"

He murmured those words.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a great weight.

Fragments of a higher-dimensional secret realm.

What do these five words mean in the world of professionals?

This means top-tier resources.

It meant an opportunity to change the fate of the nation.

It means—God's legacy.

That's not an exaggeration at all.

Because there are precedents there.

The legendary artifact of the United States, the "Shroud of God," comes from a higher dimension.

It is one of the core assets that has enabled the United States to maintain its leading position in the global professional system for decades.

The Great Barrier of Kyoto, the Land of Cherry Blossoms.

There's also Sherlock's own "God-given 10x Experience Scroll".

This scroll played a crucial role in enabling Shenxia to cultivate a large number of high-level saints in just a few decades.