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

Zhou Yan nodded without speaking. The young man had seen many people in Zhangjia Community. He knew who these three young demigods were. He also knew that apart from Su Bijun, the other two demigods in Indiana who were preparing to participate in the Four Schools Competition had similar combat power to Zhang Ye. He estimated that Zhang Ye's current combat power was probably no match for Lin Anru.

"So, Lord Suzaku asked me about this black line..."

Han Yun's expression was very serious.

Did the Su family participate?

Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Lord Suzaku is going to take action against the Su family?"

Han Yun shrugged.

"Xiao Yan, you don't know this, do you? Recently, people in Indiana have been promoting online that the future must be governed by religion. They also said that we died so many people because we were disrespectful to God, while the people of Indiana died the fewest people in this disaster because of their faith and reverence for God. This is the benefit of governing by religion."

Han Yun began to shake his head.

"It's unbelievable that so many people believe this nonsense."

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Indiana has the highest illiteracy rate in the country, exceeding 75%, meaning that 75% of its population has never received an education. Consequently, it is unlikely that a large number of innocent people would be selected by the meme virus controlled by Wen-Ho Chao.

Another frustrating point is that the Eastern Xia United States actually has quite a few cults of evil gods. This isn't because people are really stupid, but because the Eastern Xia United States has experienced more than three financial crises and land consolidation for over fifty years. In these fifty years, over one hundred million middle-class people have become commoners, and over one billion commoners with assets have become homeless. Disillusioned with reality and powerless to resist, what other options do they have besides embracing the delusional gods created by cultists?

Cult members don't choose to become cult members; they are forced into it by this hopeless society. If they had a stable job and a stable family, who the hell would want to deal with evil gods full of tentacles and blood?

Zhou Yan once saw a poor cult member who, after his relative fell ill, would choose to pray to his god, asking the god to save his loved one. This wasn't because he was foolish, but because he simply didn't have the money to take his relative to the hospital, so he really had no other choice but to pray.

Because they had no other choice, they were extremely devout in their faith in the evil god, as it was the only hope in their desperate lives.

"Lord Suzaku thinks the people of Indiana are too arrogant, and the Zhang family is not the leader of Indiana. Simply attacking the Zhang family is not a big deal. If we can suppress the Su family, the head of the aristocratic families in Indiana."

Han Yun's face was full of smugness.

"That will keep these guys who want to turn back the clock of history in line."

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Well, there's really nothing we can do about that. The Su family really wasn't involved in this assassination plot."

The Su family had no enmity with him, and he was a student favored by Zhuque. The Su family, an old native living in a remote corner, had foolishly decided to offend a true god.

Han Yun sighed.

"If there's nothing we can do, then there's nothing we can do. Let's deal with Xiao An's murder first. Lord Suzaku hopes to capture the assassin alive and then confront the Zhang family with him. That way, not only will the Zhang family be deterred from taking any more action, but we can also dampen the arrogance of Indiana."

Zhou Yan pointed to himself.

"So you need my assistance?"

Han Yun gave Zhou Yan a thumbs-up.

“Yes, we’ll have Xiaoru run around these next few days to lure out those assassin bastards. Then we’ll rely on you, Xiaoyan, to pinpoint the assassin.”

"Can……"

Zhou Yan readily agreed.

"I will help monitor it."

Han Yun said with satisfaction.

"I'm glad you agree."

As he spoke, Han Yun sighed.

"As the demigods from other powerful families flock to Zhongzhou City, all sorts of demons and monsters will emerge. Not only does Indiana want to restore religious rule, but there are even people in Western Route who want to restore the ○○ imperial system, saying that our democratically elected president has gone against the will of God."

"Only by finding a monarch that can be recognized by God will this disaster stop; otherwise, there will definitely be more disasters in the future."

Xiluozhou in the Eastern Xia Federation was once a labor camp for the remnants of the previous dynasty, Taisho. The entire Eastern Xia Federation belongs to the nobles of Xiluozhou, who have the most royal bloodline descendants.

Two hundred years ago, these nobles and royalty kept their heads down and dared not speak. Now that the time has come, they have jumped out again, and what's quite subtle is that a group of lackeys are now cheering for these remnants of the old regime.

Unfortunately, times have changed.

Zhou Yan was very happy.

This is like saying you absolutely must eat, because you'll definitely go hungry someday. How could disasters possibly not happen in the future?

However, this is a saying that those who believe it firmly believe, while those who don't scoff at it, so there's not much more to say.

"All right……"

Han Yun glanced at Qingcai, who was still lying on Zhou Yan's lap, and said with a strange expression.

"That's all for now, Xiao Yan. Get some rest and get ready for tomorrow."

"I see."

Chapter Thirteen: The Parade

The next day.

Lin'an is like a suite.

Lin Anru got up early, got out of bed, washed up, went downstairs for breakfast, and then left the Wutong Hotel with a few young delinquents.

Three months have passed since the great plague disaster in the Eastern Xia United Kingdom. Although 60% of the country is still in turmoil, the Four Divine Beasts and several states controlled by the federal government have gradually resumed production.

Minerals, food, and energy were continuously transported out of the territories where the four divine beasts resided, allowing Zhongzhou City, the capital of the Eastern Xia Federation, to gradually return to its bustling state. Many shopping malls had also reopened, and new clothes and cosmetics appeared inside and outside the malls.

Lin Anru took her younger sister to a nearby shopping mall for a shopping spree.

A car stopped in front of a shopping mall called "Pinru Plaza". Zhou Yan and Han Yun sat in the car and watched Lin Anru lead her younger sister into the mall.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes, activated the Extreme Vision system, and opened the passenger door himself, following Lin Anru into the mall.

Lin An, oblivious to Zhou Yan hanging behind him, spoke confidently to the delinquent beside him.

"Let's buy clothes and cosmetics first, then go to the supermarket to buy some snacks, have hot pot for lunch, and go to the amusement park to ride the roller coaster in the afternoon. After we've had enough fun, we'll go back to the hotel."

The girls were overjoyed.

"Sister An, you're amazing."

"I have never felt so fortunate to be under your command, Sister An."

"By the way, Sister An, you seem to have a good relationship with Zhou Yan."

A young, rebellious girl with a single ponytail walked up to Lin Anru and said with a grin.

"How about we go see a movie this afternoon? Sister An, why don't you call Zhou Yan over? We'll flirt with you."

Lin'an's face was as pale as a blush.

"I invited that guy, but he said he wanted to train himself and didn't want to waste his time on trivial things."

The other girls let out a long "Eh."

"It's a blonde punk girl," she said disdainfully.

"How come all these tough guys are limp? Even if you, Sister An, a beautiful girl, invited them out, they would all refuse."

"No, no, no, I heard that Zhou Yan's eccentricities are different from normal, and he's not interested in normal women."

"Sister An, let me tell you, you should increase your awakening level quickly. Once you reach the Mythical state, Zhou Yan might start chasing after you to curry favor."

Zhou Yan, hanging behind, had a complicated expression.

It seems that in the eyes of the other students at Suzaku Academy, he is a die-hard fan of Fu Rui.

Twenty seconds are up.

Zhou Yan, who was still outside the mall, opened his eyes and saw Lin Anru leading her gang of delinquents into the mall. Zhou Yan was about to follow them with his eyes, but before he could even open them, he saw thousands of people holding signs and marching across a road outside the mall.

These people were holding signs that read "I want a job" and "I want a house".

Han Yun, who was next to Zhou Yan, also looked over.

"Ha... Now that the federal government is starting to abandon martial law, these guys have indeed emerged."

Zhou Yan sighed.

"Everyone just wants to live a better life."

These protesters were disaster victims who had traveled from all over the country to Central City during the epidemic. Previously, the federal government had implemented a strict military control system, and these disaster victims were all strictly confined to tents and model homes on the city's outskirts to prevent them from disturbing the peaceful lives of the citizens of Central City.

Now that military control is being relaxed, these disaster victims have begun to participate in large-scale marches.

As their signs said, they wanted jobs, houses, and for the government to solve their livelihood problems. Some citizens even demanded that the government go to states that were still experiencing riots to rescue their families.

In response, Zhou Yan could only say that he could understand their thoughts. Occasionally, Zhou Yan would ask Su Xiaowan to go to the disaster area to treat the victims and he would go to the disaster camp to deliver some food. However, when it came to solving deeper problems related to living conditions and work, Zhou Yan was helpless.

The reconstruction after such a major disaster can only be accomplished by time and the federal government.

The procession of a thousand people walked from one end of the street to the other before disappearing.

Zhou Yan and Han Yun then turned their attention to Lin Anru, who was out shopping.

The two spent the morning in the car, then noon, and finally, at four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Anru returned to the Wutong Hotel.

Zhou Yan and Han Yun waited for an hour after leaving the shopping plaza in Lin'an before returning to the Wutong Hotel.

……

the next day.

Zhou Yan got up early, washed up, and wondered what to have for breakfast.

While Zhou Yan was washing up, Su Xiaowan walked in from outside the bathroom. The little fox went to Zhou Yan's side and scratched at his trouser leg with its two paws.

Zhou Yan lowered his head and asked indistinctly with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"what happened?"

Su Xiaowan said softly.

"Brother, yesterday I went to treat the sick among the disaster victims..."

Yesterday, Zhou Yan saw the disaster victims marching to demand their rights and was deeply moved. So he asked Su Xiaowan to go to the nearby disaster area for medical treatment.

"...When I was receiving treatment, some people came to the disaster area and brought me canned food and hot water."

Zhou Yan took a sip of water, spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Is he one of the wealthy people in Zhongzhou City?"

Such acts of charity are common among the wealthy.

Su Xiaowan shook her head.

"No, when those people delivered hot water and food, they also told other disaster victims stories, saying that the disasters we are suffering now are caused by the wrath of the gods."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes. This wasn't the first time he'd asked Su Xiaowan to go to the disaster area to treat patients. He himself would occasionally go out to deliver food, and in doing so, he had witnessed many cults spreading among the disaster victims.

As disaster victims who have no hope of tomorrow and whose families are not around, their faith in religion has reached a fanatical level, and Zhou Yan is helpless about it.

Religion became the only spiritual solace for the disaster victims.

"Then those who delivered water and food said that if they wanted to avoid disasters in the future, they had to believe in the Celestial Venerable Mi Luo."

Zhou Yan was somewhat amused.

Are they from the Su family?

Zhou Yan remembered that the Su family had only been here for three days, and they were already proselytizing?

"I see."

Zhou Yan grabbed Su Xiaowan.

"Xiao Wan, you're tired. Get some rest. I'll take you out for a big meal later."

Zhou Yan carried Su Xiaowan to his bed, then went out, went downstairs to have breakfast, and then followed Han Yun, who had changed clothes, in a different car than yesterday, to a nearby amusement park to ambush assassins.

Half an hour later, Lin Anru, dressed rather conservatively, reappeared with her delinquent friend, and the group swaggered into the amusement park.

Zhou Yan stared at the giant Ferris wheel in the amusement park and spoke to Han Yun in the driver's seat.

"I've never ridden a Ferris wheel in my life."

Han Yun understood Zhou Yan's meaning.

"Then after this matter is over, I'll take you to do it once, no, to ride the whole amusement park."