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

"This guy is indeed the King of the Underworld, one of the Ten Great Underworld Marshals."

Little Yama said with disdain.

"Nonsense, I can see that too."

"The bad news is, this guy's death is imminent."

Zhou Yan sighed.

"It was five hundred years ago."

Little Yama stopped biting into the banana.

The Eternal Night Calamity has only been a little over a hundred years since it began. Or rather, the future we are in now is only a little over three hundred years from the time Zhou Yan and Little Yama arrived. The Ghost King's corpse is from five hundred years ago, which means that the Ghost King's death has nothing to do with the collapse of the Heavenly Pillar.

Are we going in the wrong direction?

A young, fresh-faced investigator stepped forward and looked at Zhou Yan with a troubled expression.

"Excuse me, sir, may I have some chicken?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

"I'll make it for you."

Zhou Yan glanced at the other corpses in the Crimson Base, found nothing, and turned to go to the library's kitchen to cook.

However, as soon as they entered the library, the young man who had previously said he wanted to eat chicken came up to Zhou Yan and stood beside him.

Zhou Yan looked at the young man with displeasure.

"I'll take care of what you want to eat, you don't need to come along."

No matter what he does, Zhou Yan hates having people around him. For example, he hates it when others are standing while he sits, and when he's playing a game, he hates it when others are talking to him.

The young man looked around and whispered.

"That's not how it is, sir. The Great Xia Organization actually has channels of communication with us..."

Zhou Yan shuddered.

The young man winked at Zhou Yan.

"...When we arrived, we had already asked Survivor Base No. 66 to contact the Great Xia Organization's team. However, I doubt they would even respond to our inquiries. Therefore, we hope that you can tell us your identities, so that we can use you as leverage to attract the Great Xia Organization's attention when we contact them."

Zhou Yan looked puzzled.

When Xiao Yanjun was discussing with this group of people, they talked about the Great Xia Organization and various intelligence secrets, but they didn't mention that they had already made contact with the Great Xia Organization through Base No. 66.

While cooking in the kitchen and juicing ○○, Zhou Yan was thinking that he and Xiao Yanjun would wait until they were stronger enough to protect themselves before going to the Great Xia Organization to see how much these remnants of the Eastern Xia Federation knew about their ancestors and whether they could tell him the inside story of the collapse of the Heavenly Pillar.

Not long after, the people at the survivor base suddenly told him that they had intelligence about the Great Xia Organization.

Do you know why I didn't write this earlier?

Do you know why you didn't tell Little Yama, and why you specifically stopped me?

Zhou Yan suddenly laughed.

"You guys... you're treating me like a hidden boss, aren't you?"

The young man looked puzzled.

"Hidden BOSS?"

What is the hidden boss?

Zhou Yan pointed to himself.

"Do you guys think I'm special, that something's off about me, like some important person in the library?"

The young man smiled sheepishly.

Zhou Yan patted the child on the shoulder.

"Young man, don't overthink things, don't play mind games like that. But has Base 66 really made contact with the Great Xia Organization?"

The young man nodded vigorously.

“Yes, the Great Xia Organization often comes out to exchange supplies with our survivor bases. We can’t say we’re very familiar with each other, but we can still communicate with each other without any problems. Chef, if you’re willing, I can take you to Survivor Base No. 66, and then from Survivor Base No. 66 to the Great Xia Organization’s base.”

"If you find it troublesome, you can also provide some intelligence, and we will pass it on to the Great Xia Organization so that they can come to see you from their base."

The young man's face was full of sincerity.

After these survivors at the base figured out that Zhou Yan was the mastermind behind the library, they decided to keep the most important matter a secret from Xiao Yanjun and come to Zhou Yan to claim credit.

This was partly to demonstrate their discerning eye, and partly to curry favor with Zhou Yan and let him see their value.

Zhou Yan was too lazy to care about the petty thoughts of these outsiders. He turned his head, stroked his chin, and began to think about what he should say to get the people from the Great Xia Organization to come to his side.

It's impossible for Wu to go.

Right now, neither I nor Little Yama are strong enough to fight, and neither of us has mastered a godhood. If the Great Xia Organization has any god-level artifacts or powerful demigods, going to their homeland would be suicide.

Therefore, the best approach is to have diplomats from the Great Xia organization come to us for discussions.

Even if Lu were a single demigod, with Little Yama's current combat power, his own sense of danger, and the advantage of the Phoenix City Library, he could escape even if he couldn't win.

Um...

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Yan turned to look at the young man.

"You bring the people from the Great Xia Organization here. The message I want to convey is this: 'Didn't Bixia Yuanjun save the Heavenly Pillar of Mount Tai?'"

The young hunchback muttered in bewilderment.

"Bixia Yuanjun... Mount Tai Tianzhu..."

Zhou Yan walked away from the young heartthrob.

A minute later, watching Zhou Yan's figure disappear into the kitchen, the young man lowered his head and silently walked out of the library.

As soon as he stepped out the door, the young man heard gasps of surprise and exclamations from his elders.

"This is impossible..."

"How did you do that?"

"It actually came back to life..."

The young man glanced around in bewilderment, then, like his elders, stared in disbelief.

The corpse of the Ghost King brought by the maid army created by Little Yama's face-shaping surgery, the remains of the Yin General who could only increase the supply of Yin energy and improve the physical strength of awakened ghosts, has now risen from its lying position and is standing in front of Little Yama.

Then he knelt on one knee and bowed his head before Little Yama.

Little Yama patted the Ghost King's head, as if he were petting a docile house dog.

Chapter Eleven: The Great Xia Organization

Crimson Base, at the entrance.

Five off-road vehicles decorated with human bones drove from the road at the entrance and all the way to the entrance of the Crimson Base.

The Crimson Base was originally a prison. After the Eternal Night Calamity, the prison, with its adequate protective measures and power generation system, easily attracted a group of people to settle there, making it a base where they could develop in peace.

But as the century passed, various natural disasters struck one after another, and with the deaths of highly educated talents within the base, the rulers, who possessed the status of Awakened Ones, gradually abandoned their humanity and principles in despair.

They started eating people.

After the SUV drove to the gate, the gate opened automatically.

A strong man with his upper body bare stepped out, and the investigators in the SUV got out with cruel smiles, bringing with them several survivors who were either dead or tortured to the point of being unable to resist.

The shirtless man looked at the people getting off and swallowed hard.

"I'm having a lucky day."

The investigator who came down laughed.

"Of course, these are investigators from several neighboring bases. They're all very well-fed. Come on, let's eat our fill today."

The other investigators laughed and carried the food they had caught into the base.

There weren't many people in the base. The survivor base that Zhou Yan and the others found still had 50,000 people, but this blood-red base had less than 100 people. With such a small population, it was impossible to train technicians who could understand nuclear fusion facilities, let alone build a large industrial factory.

As a result, the Crimson Base has now completely lost its human heritage. Literacy, mathematics, and history have all been thrown into the dustbin of history.

The people in this base have only one lesson every day: how to find food. Fortunately, it's not difficult, especially considering there are several other survivor bases nearby with tens of thousands of inhabitants.

The team of investigators who brought food were warmly received upon their return. The limited amount of wine, canned fruit that could only be eaten during the Lunar New Year, and candies that could only be obtained through trade with the neighboring survivor base were all laid out.

While the investigators who seemed to be out hunting enjoyed the offerings at the base, the wives and daughters of other investigators began to clean, kill, and boil the captured people one by one.

It was a scene of warm and cozy warmth.

However, halfway through cooking the meat, the soldiers patrolling the outer wall of the base suddenly rang the alarm bell and shouted at their own people who were preparing to eat and drink in the base square.

"Enemy attack! Someone's coming!"

The investigators, who were eating candy and drinking alcohol, all turned pale.

The Qi people knew that they were hated by other survivor bases because they ate people and plundered everywhere, but because they possessed divine bodies and were very powerful, the other survivor bases had never been able to bring themselves to deal with them.

8. Have these people finally made up their minds?

The investigators from the Bloodstained Base put down their food and went to the top of their base's perimeter wall to look out.

About three kilometers outside the Crimson Base, three off-road vehicles bearing the markings of the neighboring survivor base drove up.

The shirtless, burly man leading the Crimson Base stared at the markings on the off-road vehicle for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, only one base came."

Another bald investigator, whose eyes gleamed red, asked.

"What's he doing here if he's just someone from a base?"

The reason why the Crimson Base can plunder everywhere without being retaliated against is mainly because they are strong enough that it takes the combined efforts of several nearby bases to deal with them.

Only one person from the base has come so far; surely they can't be here to offer New Year's greetings?

An elderly investigator with some wrinkles on his face asked in confusion.

"Could it be that one of the people we captured is a relative of a high-ranking official at this base?"

Many investigators looked back at the bubbling meat soup that was already cooking behind the wall.

It seems it's too late.

"What's there to be afraid of!"

The shirtless Awakened grinned.

"If these guys are nice to me, that's fine, but if they dare to bare their teeth in front of me, we'll have extra food tonight."

The other awakened investigators all started laughing.

The off-road vehicles below the hedgehog slowed down after reaching within 100 meters of the Crimson Base, and stopped completely five meters from the base's gate. Then, twelve beautiful young maids of varying shapes and sizes stepped out of the vehicles.

The investigators on the wall paled in shock.

They swore they had never seen such beautiful girls, let alone more than a dozen.

In an instant, human instincts kicked in, and the people above began to think about which woman below they wanted to be their wife.

From the group of beautiful maids below, a girl with fiery red hair, sparks flying around her head, a monocle on one eye, and a white lace glove stepped out.

"The beautiful girl asked in a cold voice."

"Is this the Crimson Base?"

The group on the wall burst into laughter. After a while, a shirtless man leaned against the wall and joked.

"Where did you come from? The meat is quite tender. I don't see any of you have men. Did you come here to find husbands?"

The shirtless man was stunned, as were the other men.

Fourthly, the maids below jumped up from the ground one after another, flew into the air, and then fell down in front of them like cannonballs.

……

Half a day later.

At the entrance of the city library in Phoenix, Canada.

The twelve clean-cut maids stood in the square outside the door. In front of them were the corpses of more than ten Awakened Investigators from the Crimson Base, as well as the most important corpse of the Ghost King, one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals.