After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Zhou Yan was stunned.

Suzaku?

Do you value me that much? You came to find me as soon as you arrived?

Or have you encountered some trouble that you need to handle yourself?

Zhou Yan walked to the door, opened it, and sure enough, there was Zhu Que outside. Zhou Yan reached out his hand and then turned to the side.

Zhuque entered Zhou Yan's room and sat down on the sofa in the living room. This woman was not particular; she took an orange from the fruit plate on the coffee table in the center of the sofa, peeled it, and took a bite.

Zhou Yan walked over and sat down in front of Zhuque.

"Lord Suzaku, what brings you here?"

Zhuque swallowed the orange segment in her mouth.

Do you still remember Chu Daoyun?

Zhou Yan's expression instantly turned ugly.

Zhuque sighed.

"A week ago, Baihu talked to me and said that Chu Daoyun wanted to see you and wanted to date you."

Zhou Yan was shocked.

"Lord Suzaku, did you sell me out?"

Zhuque shook her head.

"What are you thinking? Baihu said he won't force you to date Chu Daoyun. He just wants you to meet Chu Daoyun, have some food and drinks, get to know each other, and then go about your business. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhuque winked at Zhou Yan, and this hundred-year-old woman looked like a charming young girl.

Zhou Yan understood somewhat. It seemed Chu Daoyun knew he was coming to the four-school competition, so she had spoken with Baihu about wanting to see him. Baihu couldn't refuse, so…

Zhou Yan felt a little thirsty, picked up the juice, took a sip, and asked.

"Does Chu Daoyun know?"

Zhuque put another piece of fruit into her mouth. It seemed to be fruit that had just been picked that day. The fruit was excellent, fresh and sweet. Even Zhuque couldn't help but keep putting it into her mouth.

"No, that child still thinks you were thrown out because your teacher found out."

Zhou Yan looked disgusted.

"So, can I refuse?"

Zhuque narrowed her eyes, took a big bite out of an orange segment, and pale yellow juice dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Yan raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay, I got it, I got it. We just need to meet, right? Nothing else needs to be done?"

Zhuque licked the corner of her mouth, which was stained with orange juice.

"You can do it if you want, as long as you're willing to take responsibility. But if Chu Daoyun says later that you want him and want you to marry her, I can't say that this is normal, just a game between us."

Zhou Yan was even more disgusted.

That lunatic is really scary. Being with a woman like that, Zhou Yan always feels that he will be killed by Chu Daoyun at any time, and the reason for being killed might just be that there are other beautiful girls in his phone.

"Since you've agreed, let's talk about the timing."

Suzaku put the last segment of orange into his mouth.

"There will be a pre-match competition at Zhongzhou Gymnasium at 10 a.m. tomorrow. More than 100 TV stations and 3,000 people will be going to watch the show. You should go too. Chu Daoyun will 'bump into' you there."

"Oh, right."

Suzaku suddenly thought of something.

"We need to find a secluded corner to stay in, otherwise tomorrow Chu Daoyun will pretend to be afraid of men, and when she sees you, you stinky monkey, she'll just jump into your arms and whine..."

Zhou Yan, an elderly man on the subway, has his phone screen displayed on his face.

Zhuque stood up.

"That's the gist of it. Think carefully about how to face Chu Daoyun. Don't lose control of your pants, or you'll come to me for help, and I won't have any good solutions."

Zhuque walked towards the bedroom door, and before leaving, Zhou Yan suddenly spoke.

"When I came up here just now, I saw a group of foreigners, some of whom were very impressive."

The other demigods are nothing, especially those demigods from the underworld faction. Little Yama could probably make them crawl on their knees with just a few words. But that Fire God is different.

The divine position is frighteningly high.

Zhuque, who had already grabbed the doorknob, stopped. The woman spoke without turning her head.

“It’s okay. In the past, these people might have been able to sow discord between us and the federal government and get some benefits from us. Now that we have a consensus, those guys can’t jump too high.”

Zhou Yan nodded secretly. The Fire God he had seen earlier was nothing special. He was just a god, while the Eastern Xia United Kingdom had the Four Divine Beasts, Little Yama, the Eastern Dipper Star Lord and other gods. No matter how capable Zhao Wenhe was, he was still sealed by Wenqu Star and Alona.

Zhou Yan's question was merely a test of Zhuque's attitude, and the result was very good.

If Dongxia does not descend into chaos, who can bring chaos to Dongxia?

Zhuque pressed the doorknob and left the suite where Zhou Yan was.

Nothing was said that day.

The next morning, at nine o'clock.

Zhou Yan struggled to get out of bed, went out to wash up, went downstairs to have breakfast, and after doing all this, he left the hotel and headed to the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium as Zhu Que had instructed.

As the national capital of the Eastern Xia Federation and the largest stadium in the entire capital, the Zhongzhou City Stadium covers an area of ​​154 acres with a total building area of ​​71656 square meters. The main building is 60.7 meters high, and the spectator seating has five floors. It uses professional seats from Dongya Sports Equipment Co., Ltd., which are only used in the highest-standard competition venues. The first floor has 4097 adjustable and movable seats, the second and third floors have 4575 fixed seats, and the total number of seats is 5972. The fourth and fifth floors are VIP seats, which are fewer in number and have the best view and environment.

Back when Zhou Yan was just an ordinary person, he often saw various international and national competitions on TV, as well as concerts by celebrities held at the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium. He thought that when he had the chance in the future, he would definitely go and see this largest and best gymnasium in the country.

Now that his wish has come true, Zhou Yan feels a headache coming on the more he thinks about it.

He no longer wanted to fulfill this wish. Just thinking about Chu Daoyun's upcoming contact with him sent chills down his spine.

This is like the chicken leg bread and gummy candy strips from the corner store outside the school when I was a kid. They were such a treat, I could never get enough of them. But when I grew up and could buy these things by the box, they weren't as delicious anymore.

The world is ever-changing, and the universe is unpredictable.

The road to Zhongzhou City Gymnasium was the same as when Zhou Yan got off the plane yesterday. There were many military checkpoints and pedestrians with gloomy faces.

As they approached the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium, the number of soldiers decreased. Further on, within a kilometer of the stadium, the roads became filled with civilians. These civilians carried banners and wore T-shirts with photos of Mu Yuan that Zhou Yan had seen before, stopping people everywhere.

When Zhou Yan walked up to a commoner wearing a Mu Yuan T-shirt, the commoner immediately came up to him and spoke in a sacred tone.

"Sir, I would like to introduce to you our hope, the great man who will rebuild this nation..."

The commoner handed Zhou Yan a flyer with Mu Yuan's photo on it.

"...Mu Yuan."

Zhou Yan took it and looked at it. It contained Mu Yuan's self-introduction, governing platform, and denunciation of the previous government.

Because this pandemic has caused such a big stir, the president, along with the vice president, the secretary of defense, and several high-ranking officials, resigned to take responsibility. That's how democratic governments are; if they mess things up in one term, they simply step down, and the new leadership pushes the blame onto the previous administration, portraying themselves as innocent victims who blamed everything on the previous administration.

Mu Yuan did the same, shifting all blame for the plague onto the inaction of the previous president and other high-ranking officials, and harshly criticizing the previous president's strategic retrenchment for putting too many of his own people in dangerous circumstances. He then announced that if he came to power, he would improve people's livelihoods, suppress the status of Awakened Ones, and ensure that the privileges of Awakened Ones were placed under the supervision of everyone.

Zhou Yan glanced around, and then a beautiful young woman walked towards him. She had regular features and a voluptuous figure. When she reached Zhou Yan, she stared at him with her beautiful eyes and spoke softly.

"Sir, would you like to join our Muyuan fan club?"

The girl took out a T-shirt with Mu Yuan's picture on it.

"If you join now, you'll get free clothes and hats, and you'll also join our warm family."

The girl's eyes softened even more.

Zhou Yan turned his head to look around. Three meters away from him, a pretty girl was talking to a young man.

"Join us! Here, we can chat, drink, and do whatever we want."

As she spoke, the pretty girl grabbed the man's hand.

The man shuddered and immediately signed the application form.

Further away, another beautiful girl spoke to a male otaku dressed in anime-inspired clothing.

Don't you want to join us?

The otaku wearing the anime-themed clothes spoke righteously.

"I am a new god who survived the cataclysmic disaster, how could I possibly join a small organization composed of your insignificant current king?"

Damn, do you guys even want someone this chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)?

The beautiful girl rolled her eyes.

"We have the complete set of Milk Teacher's comics, in full color!"

The otaku shuddered.

The pretty girl added another sentence.

"There are also life-sized Rem, Zhuge Hui, and Lilim figures..."

"I've joined!"

The otaku knelt on the ground and signed his name.

Zhou Yan turned around, and there he saw a membership application form in front of him, with a beautiful girl holding the form looking at him pitifully.

Join us.

The pretty girl also pointed to the spot where her fingers were gripping the form.

"This is my WeChat ID."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Zhou Yan knew that Mu Yuan had been working hard to become a role model for the new generation of awakened individuals, but he thought, "You've gone too far!"

When the community councilor from Zhou Yan's hometown of Cihe City came to campaign for votes, he was essentially asking for a reduction in electricity and water bills. However, Mu Yuan's side directly brought in pretty girls to recruit people.

"No, I'm abstaining."

Zhou Yan pushed away the beautiful girl's hand, walked around her, and headed towards the entrance of the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium. There were even more Mu Yuan's personal guards at the entrance, and Zhou Yan had to force his way past three people before he could walk from the main gate to the front desk of the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium.

The entrances to the spectator seating area are located on the left and right sides of the front desk of the Zhongzhou City Gymnasium. Zhou Yan paid his ticket at the front desk and then walked to the spectator seating area from the left side.

It was only 9:50 a.m., ten minutes before the match, but the stands were already half full, with hundreds of reporters and photographers at different levels, all positioned to face the match field, which was as big as five football fields.

Zhou Yan found a seat that wasn't crowded and sat down. A few minutes later, Mu Yuan, dressed in a well-tailored suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with handsome features and an aura of elite status, walked out from the exit of the competition venue below.

As soon as the man appeared, at least two thousand spectators opposite Zhou Yan, wearing T-shirts with Mu Yuan's photo, started shouting. Some spectators even held up banners and signs in the audience.

"Muyuan is number one!"

"The hope of the nation!"

"we love you!"

Even across the competition venue, Zhou Yan could feel the enthusiasm of the opposing cheerleading squad.

A few reporters not far from Zhou Yan chuckled and took out their cameras and video cameras, pointing them at Mu Yuan's fan group across the street.

One of the photographers joked with his colleague.

"This Mu Yuan guy is really popular lately."

The other colleagues echoed this.

"This Mu Yuan knows how to talk. He said that the Awakened Ones have encroached on the interests of the people, that members of Congress only support capital, and that the Eastern Xia United States should be made great again. You haven't heard this guy's speech. I went to hear it last time. If I weren't so old, I would have been so enthusiastic that I would have become his assistant."

"Tsk tsk, there's no point in saying all this nonsense. Every councilor has nice words before they take office, but they all change afterward. Hey, do you know who the big shot behind Mu Yuan is? He can build such a large support team and spend an astronomical amount of money every day."

"I have no idea……"

"I've never heard of it..."

Across from Mu Yuan, from another contestant's entrance, a man with solid muscles, standing 2.2 meters tall, so tall that no thug would dare mess with him on the street, and no one would dare say a harsh word to him if he bumped into someone.

The man walked up to Mu Yuan and narrowed his eyes, staring at Mu Yuan.

The loudspeakers at Zhongzhou City Gymnasium started blaring.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the warm-up match of the four-school competition..."

Cheers erupted from the audience, with Mu Yuan's fan group shouting the loudest.