Super God: Rise of Civilization.

"Should we bring it back? In our world, it may not pose much of a threat, but to our homeland and to our world, it is an extremely terrifying threat."

Another powerful being, not much weaker than Him, also looked down upon that vast divine land.

"Arrest? With what?"

"Do you think someone's daughter is someone to be trifled with?"

"There are at least twenty powerful beings who have surpassed the Heavenly Dao realm hiding near Pluto, and they are constantly monitoring its condition. If we dare to capture it, the actions of those at least twenty powerful beings who have surpassed the Heavenly Dao realm would be enough to cause our world to collapse. Even the Zhou Tian Formation would be difficult to withstand."

A powerful figure with a hooked nose and hawk-like eyes said coldly, "And how many of those who left Earth have reached the level to fight them?"

"You guys!"

"Come over and have some tea."

Like a refined gentleman, the young man, with an air of elegance in every gesture, sat at a stone table. On the table was a cup of refreshing tea, and he said, "The latest Enlightenment Tea."

"Can't you try something different?"

"Don't you get tired of drinking Enlightenment Tea every day?"

The person who had threatened to capture and suppress Yang Yu turned to look at the young man, a hint of fear in his eyes.

"If you were to face the person inside that spaceship, what would your chances of winning be?" The dignified middle-aged man strode to the stone table, sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked.

He, too, was filled with apprehension towards this one.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest being in the Kunlun ancestral lineage.

"Fifty-fifty." The young man looked at the dignified middle-aged man with the same casualness he showed others, but rather with a hint of respect.

"He split her into five pieces in five seconds. No wonder he's Old Zhou."

The arrogant young man next to him, who possessed an innate aristocratic air, laughed heartily.

"You got drunk from drinking tea?"

The young man surnamed Zhou looked at him speechlessly and said, "Someone who is about to fall with one foot raised, and you cut them into five pieces in five seconds? Do you think you can just crush any Tom, Dick, or Harry you encountered back then?"

"That strong?"

Upon hearing this, Long Aotian looked at the young man surnamed Zhou in shock.

To know.

Old Zhou is the strongest among them. Even the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, who has been unchallenged for eternity, would not easily contend with him.

Old Zhou's methods are truly endless.

The young man waved his hand gently, and a scene appeared before his eyes.

That was a scene from the chaotic world where the Star Empire was located.

"Whether it's the Primordial World, Perfect World, Shrouding the Heavens, Panlong, Stellar Transformation, or any other great world, they have all been conquered and become their territory. Currently, the only worlds that remain hidden are those of Luo Feng, Chu Feng, Ye Jingxian, Yang Mo, Lin Fan, and others. If they are found, they too will face annihilation."

"If we were to fight that one, it would inevitably involve the one who is currently waging a frenzied war."

"Faced with two equally powerful and seemingly invincible experts, even if I use all my trump cards, can I really suppress them?"

"Take a closer look at the person next to Him. Can you handle her?"

The young man, surnamed Zhou, looked at Long Aotian with amusement and said.

"If I can't win her over, I'll use my handsome looks and innate domineering aura to subdue her..."

Long Aotian tossed his flowing, tousled hair and said narcissistically.

"Stupid!"

"Idiot."

The young man practicing boxing and the boy feeding chickens next to him rolled their eyes at him. Even the most silent young man, who was holding a long sword with both hands, gave him a speechless look.

"A level nine civilization is not to be underestimated."

"I'm afraid those civilizations in the universe are going to be in trouble."

A girl who looked quite refined and had an air of scholarly elegance, with a gleam of wisdom in her eyes.

"Trouble? I don't care about those damn bastards."

"Back then, while I was in seclusion, they launched a massive invasion of my land, nearly wiping out the entire lineage of my land. In my tiny place, millions of people went out, but how many returned? Every family was hanged with white silk."

"Anyway, let me get this straight: as long as they don't touch my land, but only those scum outside of it, any of you who dare to lay a hand on them, I'll chop you down first as a sacrifice to their flag."

The young man who had been silently holding his sword suddenly spoke, his voice icy.

If it weren't for the obstruction of those Western gods and the interference of these old guys, he would have already wielded his three-foot-long sword and slaughtered his way through the entire Western cultivation world, making all those werewolves, vampires, and the Church of Light disappear from the world.

Everyone: "..."

They naturally understood why this young man harbored such hatred for the technological civilizations of the universe.

This is because those technological civilizations are all subordinate to the Western gods.

While this guy was in seclusion, they began a centuries-long history of decline.

The cultivation system in China is still in a state of discontinuity.

Every New Year, we activate a level-two state of emergency because the cultivation world is not strong enough to deter those wolves and tigers.

Just because cultivators dare not set foot on the land of Shenzhou doesn't mean that the ordinary people under their command dare not.

……

Instead of returning to his own private spaceship, Yang Yu, accompanied by Yang Jiu, went to the Central Hospital of Bodao (YB).

During the New Year period, there were very few medical staff at the hospital.

Relying on his past memories, Yang Yu, accompanied by Yang Jiu, arrived at a hospital room.

In the ward.

There was a pale, haggard-looking man lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, the electrocardiogram monitor beating rhythmically. Beside him was a little girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old, holding a laptop and typing away on the keyboard.

As the ward door was pushed open, the little girl looked up at the person who came in.

Seeing that an elderly man was being helped in by a young woman, she simply smiled shyly and then lowered her head to continue fiddling with her laptop.

The ward they were in was not a VIP ward, and there were empty beds, so it must be that the elderly person wanted to be hospitalized.

"This……"

Yang Jiu looked at the young man lying on the bed, and at the fleeting glimpse of the girl turning her head just now, which made her turn to look at her father in disbelief.

Yang Yu smiled slightly, his gaze falling on the young man lying on the hospital bed, his eyes filled with longing and deep memories.

Chapter 920 [I, the Empress, Decide]

Yang Jiu, meanwhile, quietly approached the little girl and looked down at her actions on the laptop.

"???"

Looking at the contents of the notebook, Yang Jiu was slightly taken aback.

This little guy is actually writing a novel?

His typing speed is much, much faster than that of children his age.

Are you writing a novel?

Finally, Yang Jiu could no longer hold back and asked a question.

"Yes! I write novels to earn money to pay for my dad's hospital bills."

The little girl was engrossed in writing her novel when someone asked her a question, and she quite frankly revealed her purpose.

"Writing novels to pay for hospital bills?"

Yang Jiu was completely bewildered and asked, "Where are your mother, grandparents, and great-grandmother?"

"Grandpa works in another city, Grandma is old and busy at home, and Mom? I've never seen Mom since I was little," the little girl said with a smile.

"What's your name? You're so well-behaved."

There was a hint of pity in her eyes.

Even if he himself had killed countless people.

Even at this moment, she couldn't help but feel moved.

"Yang Jiu," the little girl said, "Mu Yi Yang, Wang Jiu Jiu."

"Yang Jiu, what a beautiful name."

Yang Jiu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. She awkwardly withdrew it and changed the subject: "What novel did you write? On what platform did you write it? Can I take a look?"

"Fan fiction, on Qidian.com, is now renamed QQ Reading."

Xiao Yangjiu said, "If possible, could you become a member of my book club? This book, 'Super God: Rise of Civilization,' is one I wrote."

She wasn't embarrassed at all, after all, she also needed to earn money to pay for her father's medical expenses.

"Super God: Rise of Civilization?"

Yang Jiu looked at her with a puzzled expression and said, "This doesn't sound like fan fiction."

"I wrote a science fiction novel using the world-building framework of 'Super God Academy'. Before it was renamed, 'Super God Academy' was called 'Super God Academy', so on novel platforms, it's generally called 'Super God': something like that, not 'Super God Academy' or anything like that..."

Xiao Yangjiu said sincerely, "It's like a novel that's all talk and no action. After all, all sorts of ways have been explored for the 'Super Soldier' ​​novel, so I can only develop another way of writing it."

"I see."

Yang Jiu nodded knowingly, "Could you tell me about the plot?"

"Of course you can!"

“I made my dad the main character in the story. Before his accident, he often watched the anime ‘Super Soldier’ with me. I just smeared his reputation a little, but now he won’t talk to me and I have to spend New Year’s with him in the hospital…”

"I saw that other people had younger sisters and brothers, so I created a fictional younger sister and brother for myself in my novel..."

"Then, as I was writing, I killed them off..."

Yang Jiu: "..."

Yang Yu, who was standing next to her, suddenly turned his head to look at the little girl.