Dawn of a New Era

Chapter 736 - 709: Mainly Thanks to Hard Work

Hotel Presidential Suite.

A group of high-ranking military officials gathered at the door, pacing back and forth with anxious expressions.

Zhang Huaihe whispered, "Why hasn’t he woken up yet? He’s been sleeping for a whole day and night."

"Perhaps he’s just too exhausted, after all, battling with a Barbarian God of the Powerful Divine Power level like the Lord of Lightning isn’t easy," a European Union general whispered. "By the way, when Chief Advisor Chen returned, didn’t the doctor examine him?"

Everyone exchanged glances and looked at each other in dismay.

When Chief Advisor Chen returned, he was full of energy, looking radiant. Not to mention injuries, his skin wasn’t even scratched. If it weren’t for the confirmed death of the Lord of Lightning, one might suspect he simply went out for a leisurely stroll.

Now, to ask him to undergo a full-body examination?

It’s simply ridiculous.

Besides, Chief Advisor Chen would have to agree to it.

However, come to think of it, just because there’s nothing on the surface doesn’t mean there isn’t anything wrong inside. Just because he seemed fine upon returning doesn’t mean issues won’t arise later. After all, that’s a Barbarian God with Powerful Divine Power. For ordinary people, just getting close would cause their soul to collapse.

Somewhat insidious and treacherous means are entirely normal.

The more Zhang Huaihe thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, his forehead breaking out in cold sweat.

Let nothing happen, please don’t let anything happen here.

He signaled with his eyes to the Deputy Chief of Staff beside him, "Open the door!"

Shan Zefeng’s heart pounded wildly at the words, thinking why me, not right, why me specifically, is it just because I’m the lowest rank?

He couldn’t help swallowing, feebly protesting, "Sir, I don’t have the key."

From the back of the crowd, completely unnoticed and lacking common sense, the hotel manager immediately handed over the key with a smile, "Here you go, Sir, Generals, the key is right here. I’ve prepared it long ago."

Shan Zefeng gestured to the hotel manager to open the door, but found the other party wasn’t getting the hint. Helplessly, he had to take the key, making one last effort, "Or... let’s wait a bit longer, maybe Chief Advisor Chen is just asleep, waking him might not be good!"

"I told you to open it, so open it," Zhang Huaihe snapped impatiently.

A Deputy Chief of Staff, how could he be so timid.

Showing no hint of the fearless spirit of a soldier.

Chief Advisor Chen isn’t some primal beast, and his demeanor is quite agreeable during interactions, without the slightest arrogance and defiance one would expect from someone so powerful. Even if woken up, at most he’d just have a bit of morning grumpiness... right?

Shan Zefeng took deep breaths repeatedly, his hand trembling as he tried to insert the key into the lock hole. Silence fell behind him, except for the rapid sound of heavy breathing. Everyone’s faces were serious, their bodies instinctively leaning back.

As if the door before them wasn’t just a regular door, but instead the Gates of Hell, or that inside there rested a terrifying Fierce Beast ready to awaken anytime.

In fact, it’s not much different.

Shan Zefeng tried several times with the key, but his hand seemed to completely disobey him, trembling uncontrollably, unable to insert the key into the lock smoothly. Time ticked away, and soon his back was soaked through.

Finally, whether it was the ninth or tenth try.

The key finally slid smoothly into the door lock.

Before it could be turned, the door automatically opened.

Chen Shouyi appeared, his eyes sleepy, as he opened the door, wearing only oversized shorts, his upper body bare. Glancing at everyone, finally focusing on Zhang Huaihe, he asked with a puzzled expression, "What do you need from me? Another Barbarian God showed up?"

"No, no, nothing!" Zhang Huaihe quickly waved his hand. "We just came to check on Chief Advisor Chen, you’ve been sleeping for a day and night."

"Yes, yes."

...

Everyone echoed.

"You’re too kind, there’s nothing to check on me for. I was just too tired yesterday. Why don’t you come in and sit for a while?" Chen Shouyi said with a smile, one of polite insincerity.

The death curse from the Lord of Lightning wasn’t easy to endure. Yesterday, as soon as he returned to the hotel, he collapsed into bed, only just waking up.

"No, no, we won’t disturb Chief Advisor Chen’s rest," Zhang Huaihe said awkwardly, then he remembered something, smiling brightly. "Oh, some media want to interview you, is Chief Advisor Chen interested?"

According to the information he had, Chief Advisor Chen always enjoyed accepting media interviews, and never refused any when asked.

After all, he was young.

Indeed.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chief Advisor Chen inquired, "Which media outlets?"

"All of them, all of them, from all countries," Zhang Huaihe tapped into Chief Advisor Chen’s interest, shamelessly saying even though only the European Union Daily had expressed a willingness to interview, getting Chief Advisor Chen interviewed wasn’t difficult.

Where is this place? It’s a war zone.

Except for soldiers, what’s most prevalent are war correspondents from various countries. No need to say a word; just express the desire, and these journalists will swarm like flies drawn to the smell of dung.

Furthermore, maybe a press conference could be organized.

"That many?" Chen Shouyi couldn’t help but show a hint of a smile.

Everyone lowered their gaze, eyes staring at noses, noses to hearts, deeply hiding their thoughts amidst their distracted expressions.

...

In a small conference room.

"Sir God Chen, hello, conducting this interview with you is an honor and a privilege in my life. My name is Catherine," said Catherine, a senior reporter from the European Union Daily, extending her hand, her face flushed.

He’s ten times more handsome in person than in the footage.

The camera quietly recorded everything.

"Oh, hello," Chen Shouyi shook her hand.

"You’ve always been my idol, I even have your wallpaper hanging in my bedroom!"

The European Union is popularizing my wallpaper?

Unsure of how to respond, Chen Shouyi merely offered an awkward smile.

After all, there’s a camera here.

Fortunately, she just mentioned it to lighten the atmosphere, quickly moving on to the main topic:

"You killed the Lord of Lightning, single-handedly saving human civilization. Could you describe the battle at the time?"

"Saving human civilization might be a bit exaggerated. I’m not that capable," Chen Shouyi modestly replied. "Actually, with the power of human civilization, defeating the Lord of Lightning is possible... though it would come at a cost."

Catherine’s gaze, like flowing water, focused on Chen Shouyi’s face. "You’re too modest."

Chen Shouyi continued, "As for the battle, it’s difficult to describe in a few words. Truth be told, my strength and the Lord of Lightning’s were almost equal, and being able to kill Him smoothly was largely due to good luck."

"To us ordinary people, it’s truly unimaginable," Catherine remarked. "There’s a question many are curious about: how is it that your power is so strong?"

"If I were to say my martial arts talent wasn’t innate, that would be dishonest. What I’d like to say is, it mainly comes down to hard work," Chen Shouyi replied earnestly.

"And you’re leaving out the most crucial part, your intelligence comparable to Einstein’s," Catherine said, full of admiration, like a devoted fan. "Your various versions of the Chen Clan cultivation method have pioneered a new era in Martial Arts."

"It’s mainly due to hard work," Chen Shouyi adamantly maintained.

ps: Apologies for being somewhat late.