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

Originally, the second line of defense was called "Windwhisper Heights".

When the Scouts of the Calamity Army reported that Windwhisper Heights were just ahead, the entire army was on high alert.

When the army arrived at the destination, everyone was dumbfounded.

On the high ground, the banners were still flying, and the fortifications were well-constructed.

But it was completely empty, not even a ghost in sight.

Only a few elves dressed in green robes stood at the very front of the fortifications. When they saw the army approaching, instead of running away, they enthusiastically waved their white flags.

The way they were acting didn't look like they were surrendering; it was more like they were airport ground staff picking someone up.

This scene was truly unexpected for the entire legion, and they even wondered if they had fallen into some kind of illusion trap set by the elves.

But soon, the legion's generals realized they had been overthinking things.

Because, apart from these few guys, there wasn't a soul in sight for dozens of kilometers around the entire position.

Su Qiong naturally ordered that these guys be arrested and interrogated thoroughly.

However, when she finished reviewing the case and went back to report to Gu Xu, her expression was a mix of emotions.

"Commander...I've found out."

"Oh? Sister Qiong is back? Tell me, what happened?"

At this moment, Gu Xu was leaning against an ancient tree, using a dagger to peel a hard-shelled fruit, a specialty of the Elven race. He rolled the peeled skin into a long strip, which was quite relaxing.

"This place is called Windwhisper Highlands, which was originally guarded by the Ancient Tree Legion, one of the elite legions of the Elven race."

"But their commander... I heard that the Crescent Pass defense line was completely wiped out by us within an hour... and then... and then he ran away with his personal guard."

"They ran away?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu's eyes widened, and her expression was as if she had seen a ghost: "No way? What about his tens of thousands of soldiers?"

"They...they ran away too."

"It's said that before the garrison commander left, he said that his brothers at Crescent Pass had died too quickly, and he didn't want to be cannon fodder for Elonnis anymore, so... he took his men and went to join another race!"

"puff--"

Clearly, upon hearing this news, Gu Xu couldn't help himself, and the dagger in his hand veered off, cutting off a large chunk of flesh from the fruit.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

What kind of situation is this?

My pants are all...

No, I mean, the cannons were all set up, but the other side just surrendered?

"Damn it, a bunch of spineless cowards!"

Su Qiong spat on the ground: "I thought I was going to run into a tough opponent and loosen up my muscles, but what a letdown!"

"Alright, Sister Qiong, calm down."

Gu Xu broke off half of the peeled fruit and tossed it to Su Qiong: "Isn't this great? We won't shed a drop of blood, and the brothers can save some effort."

"Besides... the real battle won't be fought against these terrified remnants of the elven race, but against the swarming legions of the false gods!"

"The fewer battles we fight, the more energy our brothers will have to face the tough battles to come."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Su Qiong's anger subsided considerably.

Clearly, he also agreed with Gu Xu's words: "Okay, in that case, I suggest that the troops rest on the spot, and let the logistics guys cook some food, eat and drink their fill, and get a good night's sleep."

"Let's try to set up camp at the foot of the Emerald Palace's walls by tomorrow night!"

Hearing this, Gu Xu nodded, stuffed the remaining half of the fruit into his mouth, and said indistinctly, "Whatever you say!"

……

On Gu Xu's side, things were going smoothly, just like a tourist group, with a very relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

But the atmosphere at the Sherlock Holmes Supreme Command, far away on Earth, was not so relaxed.

The night is already deep.

The entire headquarters building remained brightly lit, and the light in Vice Minister Zhang Daoxuan's office was also still on.

Under the lamplight, Zhang Daoxuan's usually refined face was now completely exhausted.

On the desk in front of him was a mountain of documents, each one related to the future direction of Earth.

"Preliminary Conception for Establishing the Blue Star Plane Alliance", "Twelve Supplementary Clauses Regarding the Divine Source Quota System", "Contingency Plan for Addressing the Technology Sharing Objections Raised by the Lighthouse"...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Daoxuan finally closed the document he had just finished reading and rubbed his temples.

Then, he picked up the strong tea that had gone cold and took a big gulp, just to relieve his fatigue.

Although he was definitely tired, he also felt genuinely comfortable.

Ever since that kid Gu Xu caused a huge commotion in the high-dimensional secret realm, and then extinguished that pseudo-god projection in front of the whole world.

The status of Sherlock on Earth underwent a dramatic change.

In the past, those arrogant Westerners always looked at Celestials with a hint of disdain.

They talk about "win-win cooperation," but what they're really thinking about is how to squeeze more money out of you.

But things are different now.

When Shenxia produced the "Source of God," a strategic resource that could enable demigod-level powerhouses to break through to the Source level.

Those guys' faces changed faster than a Sichuan opera face-changing act.

The day before, the Beacon of Light was still clamoring at an international conference to sanction Sheikha.

They immediately sent a special envoy.

Its posture was so low... it was practically like a groveling wagging its tail at its master's feet.

Technological blockades and economic barriers are all laughable in the face of the "Source of God," which can elevate one's demigod status.

Not to mention Gu Xu's battle, which directly demonstrated the might of Shenxia, ​​even able to crush the pseudo-god projection. What does that mean?

This means that in the future chaos of the world, only by following Sheikha will one have food to eat and a chance to survive.

Therefore, Zhang Daoxuan naturally proposed the idea of ​​establishing the "Blue Star Plane Guardian Alliance".

To put it simply, it means that Shenxia will be the leader of the alliance, leading everyone to develop together and resist foreign enemies.

The proposal was met with overwhelming support.

Even the countries that were most at odds with Sheikha before have reluctantly agreed to this.

Circumstances are beyond your control; you can't argue with that.

But being the leader of an alliance isn't an easy job.

As the initiating country, Sheikha had to formulate a charter, balance the interests of all parties, and ensure fairness.

In the past few days, Zhang Daoxuan's office threshold has been worn down by special envoys from various countries. Everyone wants to secure more benefits for their country, especially the quota of "Source of God".

That stuff is now more valuable than gold; it's the hardest of hard currencies.

Zhang Daoxuan's daily work involves outwitting and outmaneuvering this group of shrewd individuals, striving to secure the greatest possible benefit for Shenxia through sharp debates.

This job is comparable to commanding battles on the front lines.

"Knock knock knock".

Just as Zhang Daoxuan was about to continue reviewing the documents in his hand, there was a knock on the office door.