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

Even if you think it's too expensive, you'll still have to buy it from your own store now.

The sweet girl turned to the side and pointed to the items on the shelves behind her.

"So what do you want this time, Wang Yao? Weapons, nuclear fusion materials, or food and clothing?"

The young man from Base 66 shook his head.

“I don’t want these things, Ellie. I want to see Chief Lin.”

Director Lin is in charge of this exchange and a high-ranking official at Base No. 3.

The sweet girl's expression changed.

If they were to bring their own director, it would definitely be a big deal.

"Wang Yao, wait a minute..."

The sweet girl walked away, and a few minutes later, she came down from the second floor and reached out her hand to Wang Yao at the top of the stairs.

"Wang Yao, our director is ready. Let me take you up." "⊙々零〈￥五⌒∶"

"Mmm, thank you, Ellie."

Wang Yao, a young man from Base 66, went up the stairs and arrived at an office on the second floor. The sweet girl Ellie opened the door and gestured for him to enter.

The young man, Wang Yao, straightened his clothes and went inside.

The exchange director's office was simply furnished, consisting of just a desk and a few chairs. However, Director Lin was very welcoming, standing up and extending his hand when he saw the young man, Wang Yao.

"Wang Yao, right? Your father, Wang Xiao, and I have a long-standing friendship."

Wang Yao, a young man from Base 66, smiled wryly.

"My dad's health hasn't been good lately, so I had to come instead."

Director Lin sighed.

"In this day and age, even a slight illness can ruin a person's life."

The young man, Wang Yao, went up and shook hands with Director Lin. After letting go, the two sat down.

Director Lin was all smiles.

"Xiao Wang, you came all this way to see me because you want to buy some large shipments?"

Wang Yao shook his head.

"No, Director Lin, I... I came to see you because something big happened over there..."

Wang Yao looked around, then turned back, pretending to be very careful, and said in a very low voice.

"The specific situation is like this..."

Wang Yao recounted his encounter with Zhou Yan and the story of Little Yama at Survivor Base No. 65.

"...The leader of this maid legion seems to be an awakened being who has come from ancient times and knows very little about our current affairs."

Wang Yao's face was full of sincerity.

"They seem to have close ties with the Eastern Xia Federation, so my elders asked me to come and communicate with your base to see if we can..."

Director Lin's eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown.

"An awakened being from ancient times?"

Wang Yao added another sentence.

"To prove her identity, the leader of this maid legion even said, 'Didn't Bixia Yuanjun save the Heavenly Pillar of Mount Tai?'"

4. Director Lin looked completely bewildered.

What's the connection between "two" and "what"?

What Bixia Yuanjun, what Mount Tai Tianzhu?

"Uncle Lin, how about..."

Wang Yao's tone was somewhat weak.

"Why don't you go and discuss it with your other uncles and elders first? See if there are any problems?"

"Oh, right, Xiao Wang, wait here for a moment."

Director Lin got up and left the office, going to the empty room next door.

After finding a chair in an empty room, Director Lin picked up his phone, dialed the closed-circuit phone of the base's head, and recounted what Wang Yao had just said.

……

Office of the base director.

The person in charge held the closed-circuit telephone receiver, listening to his subordinates' reports while making "uh-huh" sounds.

After listening, the person in charge put the microphone back in its place and then squinted his eyes in thought.

He suspected that the leaders of Base 66 and Base 65 had been deceived.

One hundred years have passed since the Eternal Night Calamity, and in those hundred years, everything that was supposed to appear, and everything that wasn't supposed to appear, has already appeared once.

All human resistance has ended in failure, so this guy, whoever he came from, probably just made up a few lies to fool Base 65 and Base 66.

After all, they were just a bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen the world. It wasn't impossible for them to be easily swayed by a few words and think they had found the savior of the Fourth Lord. ↓∥

Fortunately, the leaders of that maid army didn't come to me, otherwise I could have easily torn their lies apart with just a few words.

However, the question, "Didn't Bixia Yuanjun save the Heavenly Pillar of Mount Tai?" is quite interesting.

After hesitating for a while, the base leader decided to send a wireless telegram to his superiors.

Although the base leader always felt that the leaders of Base 66 and Base 65 had been deceived, and although the base leader thought the savior theory was nonsense, his long-standing experience in administrative work told the leader of Base 3 that...

That means you should pass the buck if you can, but never take the blame yourself.

For example, right now, we have to report this group of scammers. As for whether the higher-ups will pay attention to it, that's their business.

If something goes wrong in the future, the person in charge can confidently say that they reported it long ago and that you can't make me take the blame.

The person in charge summoned his assistant, dictated the content of his conversation with his subordinates, and asked the assistant to send a telegram to the Great Xia headquarters.

After listening to the person in charge's retelling, the assistant turned and left to go next door to send a telegram.

Listening to the faint sound of telegrams being tapped next door, the person in charge wondered what expressions his superiors would have upon seeing this telegram. Also, based on his experience, this telegram should receive a reply within a week, or perhaps never at all.

Of course, none of this will concern me anymore after that.

The person in charge picked up the closed-circuit phone, preparing to tell his subordinates that Wang Yao and the others should come back in a week to wait for a reply.

The moment the phone call ended, the manager's office door opened.

The person in charge looked at the assistant who opened the door and smiled.

"You don't need to tell me when you're done playing, just rest on your own."

The assistant shook his head in a panic.

"No, Director Zhang, headquarters... headquarters replied to the telegram, saying that they will send a special envoy later to meet with that savior!"

The base manager was dumbfounded.

……

Phoenix City Library, rooftop.

Little Yama sat in a chair with an oven next to it. On the oven were slices of beef brisket fat and some fatty beef and mutton.

Several maids were carefully placing the fat beef and fat lamb on the plate.

As the oil is heated by the charcoal fire, it drips onto the red-hot coals, releasing a rich aroma.

Zhou Yan, who was sitting to one side reading a book, would occasionally turn his head to look at the barbecue grill.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan closed the book and looked in one direction.

Little Yama asked.

"what happened?"

Zhou Yan frowned.

“I sensed that someone harbored ill intentions towards us from that direction.”

Little Yama said jokingly.

"Ying Qi must be one of those four organizations called the Great Xia. Xiao Yan, your comment, 'Didn't Bixia Yuanjun Qi save the pillar of Mount Tai?' must have provoked some people in the know."

Zhou Yan was somewhat pleased.

"Being able to understand the meaning of this sentence shows that this era is not entirely ignorant of the past."

Zhou Yan was genuinely afraid that everyone who knew about what happened in the Eastern Xia Federation three hundred years ago had died out, and there was no electronic information or paper records left behind. He would only be able to find out what happened in the past after his awakening level reached over 60% and he obtained a divine status.

It seems that things are better than I imagined.

Even after three hundred years, enough information from that time has been preserved, to the point that some of the inheritors of that information have murderous intentions.

A short-haired, energetic young woman walked towards the rooftop tower.

"Owner……"

The girl with long, straight black hair bowed to Zhou Yan and Little Yama.

“Those old men just asked me to pass on a message to our masters. They said they have contacted the people at the Great Xia Main Base through Base No. 3. The Great Xia Main Base has promised to send their representatives to meet with our masters. The meeting is scheduled for three days from now.”

Zhou Yan said with satisfaction.

“Great, Misaka-san, I really like the news you brought.”

Little Yama snapped his fingers.

"Wow, Xiao Yan, your danger perception is truly amazing. It seems that the one who has designs on us is indeed someone from the Great Xia Organization."

Zhou Yan's face was full of smugness.

"Master, the meat is ready."

Several pretty maids brought over a few skewers of beef and mutton to Little Yama's mouth. Little Yama took a few bites and then said to Zhou Yan.

"Want some?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"You just ate, aren't you afraid of gaining weight from eating so much?"

"Fat my foot! The martial arts technique that Wuquxing taught me requires you to eat a lot to have a good figure."

Little Yama started indulging in a gluttonous feast.

Zhou Yan shook his head with a wry smile, but after only a few seconds, his expression changed drastically.

"wrong!"

Zhou Yan practically shouted it out.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's head began to turn in another direction.

"That danger... is... is getting closer to us!"

Zhou Yan felt that the feeling of being at odds with him was becoming increasingly sharp and clear.

This is a characteristic that only appears when you get closer.

Little Yama took a bottle of drink and grinned maliciously.

"Sure, it's like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. No wonder you emphasized that you would meet with us in three days. So you're going to make your move now?"

Zhou Yan remained silent.

I underestimated the rulers of this era. I thought from the diplomatic language that the other party needed three days to prepare before meeting me, and then we would have a cordial and friendly conversation.

In hindsight, this seemingly friendly conversation was merely a rhetoric to numb their own senses.

They said they'd come in three days, but in reality they couldn't hold out any longer and came now. The fact that they came without prior notice made Zhou Yan very suspicious that the people from the Great Xia Organization had come to ambush him.

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