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

Old Zhao hurriedly said.

"Gentlemen, it's not that I'm ungrateful, but what kind of era are we living in? Humanity is on the verge of extinction. At this point, can't we put aside our past grievances and join forces to fight the enemy?"

Old Zhao pointed his phone screen at Zhou Yan and Little Yan Jun, and the screen displayed a friendly smile.

“You two, I’ve heard about your story from Lao Zhao. I think you are talented people with the ability to save the world. Right now, among the survivor bases, our Great Xia Base has the largest population and the most complete technological chain. I think our cooperation will only bring benefits.”

The wind was strong on the screen. The more Zhou Yan looked at his face, the more familiar it seemed, but he couldn't remember who Zhou Yan was.

Zhou Yan waved his hand at his phone.

"We will save the world, but we also have our own plans."

"The wind is strong on the other end of the phone," Feng Zhengqiang asked curiously.

"Oh, what plan? Can you tell me about it?"

Zhou Yan explained.

"It's not complicated. We'll give you five thousand Yin soldiers as security guards first, and we ourselves plan to go deep into the underworld to find the God of Literature."

The wind was strong, and his expression changed drastically.

"Go deep into the underworld? You're insane..."

Feng Zhengnong swallowed the words "crazy" back into his mouth.

"Aren't you thinking too radically? What kind of place is the underworld? It's a place where even true gods wouldn't be surprised to fall. Both of you have unparalleled talents, why would you want to do something so dangerous?"

Feng Zhengnong felt that Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun were the kind of young people who, once they gained a little ability, lost sight of their own limitations. Feng Zhengnong had seen too many young people like this. They were basically the kind who wouldn't turn back until they hit a wall. Normally, Feng Zhengnong would enjoy watching these young people bang their heads against the wall until they were dizzy and doubted their existence before he would try to reason with them.

But who are Zhou Yan and Little Yama?

They weren't young people who died everywhere. If Feng Zhengnong weren't currently away from Xiao Yanjun and Zhou Yan, he would have tied these two young people up and taken them to the base to be fed and cared for every day.

Little Yama, who was starting to raise his leg high, interjected.

"I don't dare go to other places, but I can wander around the underworld as I please."

Old Zhao quickly pointed his phone at Little Yama.

When Feng Zhengnong saw Xiao Yanjun doing high leg raises while still wearing yoga clothes, his expression became somewhat subtle. However, despite being over three hundred years old, he was still able to maintain a calm demeanor.

“Young lady… I think you might not know what the underworld is.”

Given the importance of Zhou Yan and Little Yanjun, Feng Zhengnong, who was usually impatient, suppressed his temper and spoke kindly.

Little Yama asked in return.

"What kind of place is the underworld? Tell me about it."

Feng Zhengnong smiled bitterly.

"Didn't I just say that the underworld is a place where it's normal for true gods to fall? We humans are already living a miserable life because a few ghosts have escaped from the underworld. The underworld is full of powerful ghosts that can sweep away the ghosts that have turned the human world upside down. Just think of the ghosts in the underworld as a place that is hundreds of times worse than the human world."

As Little Yama got up from the yoga mat, two maids began to hand him milk tea and towels. Little Yama wiped his sweat and said something.

"The King of Scrolls? It's nothing but a tiny ant."

All that can be said is that the wind is strong.

"The other Mr. Zhou, are you still there? I think you should give your, um, sister some advice?"

Feng Zheng Nong felt that Xiao Yan Jun was so arrogant that he couldn't see reality, so he could only ask Zhou Yan, who was a bit older, for help.

Zhou Yan spoke calmly just now, and there was no arrogance on his face. Feng Zhengnong really hoped that Zhou Yan was someone who could understand human speech.

Zhou Yan responded.

"Well, let me ask you a question, Mr. Feng. Do you know which powerful ghost kings are in the underworld?"

The wind in the phone screen fell silent.

Zhou Yan's words made Feng Zhengnong realize that even a single wrong word could lead the brother and sister to make the wrong decision.

However, an elderly man with gray hair walked in next to Feng Zhengnong and spoke to the camera.

"In the past, in order to close the Ghost Gate, we sent many Awakened Ones to carry out missions there. There was a Ghost King called Blood Sea on Peach Blossom Mountain. At that time, he lost three of us demigod Awakened Ones."

The Gate of Hell is the underworld, a place shrouded in deep yin energy. The local ghost king, relying on his geographical advantage, fights against the awakened beings from the human world. As a result, when the human government initially decided to close the Gate of Hell, the awakened beings who rushed there suffered heavy casualties.

Little Yama snapped his fingers.

"The Blood Sea Demon King, is it? Wait a minute..."

Little Yama swaggered out of the palace.

……

The wind is blowing strongly in the study.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired old man who had just spoken.

The old man smiled wryly.

"The Blood Sea Demon King isn't too strong. We can use these children as a reference. Otherwise, if these two saviors really go to the underworld, we'll have to watch our hopes for the future be extinguished again..."

When the human government sent a large number of awakened beings to close the Gates of Hell, many of them died. The ghost kings and evil spirits inside the Gates of Hell were recorded by the awakened beings who participated in the battle. According to the records, the Blood Sea Ghost King was relatively weak and not very murderous. If Zhou Yan and his companion wanted to test their strength, it would be most appropriate for them to meet the Blood Sea Ghost King.

After all, Zhou Yan, the Little Yama King, also had Lin Anru by his side.

These two young people are being shameless; a woman like Lin'an is definitely sensible.

Everyone around nodded in agreement. Indeed, Zhou Yan possessed such abilities; he was practically a necessary figure to save the world. It wasn't that they looked down on Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun, but they were too important to be allowed to fail. Therefore, under no circumstances could they let Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun take any risks.

Feng Zheng Nong gave his butler a look, and the butler knowingly turned the monitor receiver volume down to 0, so that no matter what anyone said in the study, Zhou Yan and the others wouldn't hear it.

Feng Zhengnong spoke while his side was in a state of silence.

"I'll go find Lin Anru later and ask her to find a way to scare these two kids. You all stop pretending to be dead here and send people over to Bao Niu Mountain..."

The wind was strong, and I was halfway through my sentence when a "thump, thump, thump" sound rang out—the sound of someone knocking on the window.

Is someone knocking on the window?

Feng Zhengzhong looked towards his own window, and the others also turned their gazes away in confusion.

The study is on the second floor; knock on the window on the second floor...

What kind of ghost would dare to pull such a stunt in front of a demigod?

Feng Zhengnong gave his butler a look.

The butler walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and outside the curtains was a floating carriage, driven by a beautiful maid, none other than Enma Ai, who had taken Old Zhao to Baodu City before.

When Enma Ai saw that the curtains were open, she grabbed a hideous demon's head from her body and placed it at the window.

"Enma Ai said coldly."

"Blood Sea Demon King".

Everyone in the study: "(°Д°)"

This was less than a minute after they started talking about the Blood Sea Demon King...

Chapter Twenty-Two: They Already Have Children

Outside Baodu City.

Little Yan Jun, Zhou Yanba, and Lin Anru walked out of the mountain where Baodu City was located. ↑^(♀＄＇★§↓♀

Zhou Yan kept his head down. After walking for several kilometers, he pointed to a patch of mud that no normal person, including Xiao Yanjun and Lin Anru, could see was wrong with.

"The footprints of the God of Literature".

Lin'an and Little Yama looked at each other in bewilderment.

Little Yama shook his head.

"Alright, alright, don't tell us what you saw. Just keep it to yourself."

Zhou Yan continued to keep his head down, following the footprints forward.

Little Yama asked Lin Anru.

"After the Heavenly Pillar collapsed, the Eastern Xia Federation survived thanks to the Wenqu Star, right?"

Lin'an seemed powerless to do anything.

"Yes, after the Four Divine Beasts disappeared, there were riots in the country, and various states were in turmoil and division. The federal government was weak and incompetent, and could only watch helplessly as the country was in turmoil and division."

Little Yama shook his head.

"It's not that the federal government is weak and incompetent, it's that people's livelihoods simply can't take it anymore."

When the Vermilion Bird was around, the price of electricity was three cents per kilowatt-hour. When the Vermilion Bird was gone, the price of electricity rose to 50 yuan per kilowatt-hour. When the Azure Dragon was around, the price of rice was a few cents per kilogram, and the price of meat was five yuan per kilogram. When the Azure Dragon was gone, the prices of meat and rice increased several times over.

A little-known fact: underdeveloped areas do not necessarily mean cheap prices. Prices in underdeveloped areas may be similar to those in developed and advanced countries. If prices and development levels were directly proportional, there would be no poor countries.

Poor countries are both poor and have high prices.

Thanks to the assistance of the Four Divine Beasts, the Eastern Xia United Kingdom boasts a relatively high GDP per capita, and the lowest cost of living in the world. Whether it's meat or rice, the price is less than one-third of that in other countries with similar levels of development.

It was in this society, which had become so comfortable with the service of the Four Divine Beasts, that the Four Divine Beasts suddenly disappeared.

In other words, while the income of ordinary people remains unchanged, prices have suddenly increased dozens of times. You used to be able to eat meat for a week by working a day, but now you probably can't even afford a single bite of meat by working a day.

In this situation, what kind of government can withstand it? 4

In fact, even after Wenquxing was resurrected, the federal government of the Eastern Xia Federation was still unable to control domestic prices.

Lin'an sighed with melancholy.

"Ah, the people's livelihood can't hold on any longer. I remember the Great Oil State where I used to live. Every winter, Lord Suzaku provided cheap electricity for heating. On the first day Lord Suzaku disappeared, five hundred people froze to death because they couldn't afford the electricity bills."

"And then there's Daqin Prefecture. That's a major tourist prefecture; most of its cities are for tourists. After Lord Qinglong disappeared, other agricultural prefectures could still hold on, but Daqin Prefecture, after several months of not being able to get the food distributed by the federal government... they've even started cannibalism." Wu

Little Yama sighed. (Slaughter)

The fall of the Four Divine Beasts was sudden; it wasn't a pre-announced threat that we were doomed, or that the government should be prepared.

Therefore, once the Four Divine Beasts are truly gone, the sudden shortage of abundant resources will undoubtedly put the people at the bottom of society under the most pressure to survive.

"During that period, including myself, we all left the Eastern Xia United States."

Lin'an's face turned pale.

"Then I saw our parliament stormed by enraged citizens, and I saw our army, armed with all sorts of weapons, even helicopters and warships, going to other countries to exchange for money, resources, and food..."

“In those days, people in state and federal governments were afraid that if they sold the country too late, they wouldn’t get a good price and they would starve to death.”

Little Yama chuckled through his nostrils.

"And then, things got a little better after Wenquxing appeared?"

Lin'an nodded in agreement.

"Well, when the Wenquxing came out, the Eastern Xia United States had basically been occupied by different countries. At that time, our federal government wanted to sell its rule and governance to other countries. A bunch of politicians didn't care about anything and just enjoyed their management fees every year."

"The God of Literature stopped all of this after he was resurrected."

Zhou Yan, who was walking at the front, turned around and said.

"But the God of Literature could not prevent the country from perishing."

Lin'an is like asking a rhetorical question.

"Who do you think could have prevented the fall of the Eastern Xia Federation at that time?"

The Vermilion Bird controls 70% of the electricity generation in the Eastern Xia United States, the Azure Dragon controls 80% of the food supply for the people of the Eastern Xia United States, and the White Tiger controls the pricing power of minerals throughout the Eastern Xia United States; all the minerals in the country pass through the White Tiger's hands.

With these three gone, the country suddenly lost 70% of its electricity, 80% of its food, and over 70% of its mineral resources.

In this situation, let alone the arrival of Wenquxing (the God of Literature), even if Wuquxing (the God of War), Zhou Yan, and Xiao Yanjun (the Little King of Hell) all joined in, the only solution would be to wage war—yes, war, and a global war—to resolve the issue. IV

If we win the war, I'll take your resources; if we lose and our population decreases, we won't lose out.

War is the best, and also the most heinous, way to resolve conflicts.

Therefore, after Wenquxing was resurrected, he only protected a portion of the remnants of the Eastern Xia Federation, and had no power to interfere with the others.

Zhou Yan reached out his hand forward. (Bell)

“Look…”

Little Yama, Lin'an looked in the direction Zhou Yan was pointing. Eight

There is a mountain in that direction, but to the left of the mountain is a cliff, the cliff face is so straight that it is perpendicular to the ground at a 90-degree angle.