Dawn of a New Era

Chapter 749 - 722: Awkwardness

Alternate world, Icefield.

Chen Shouyi was steaming all over, the high temperature pervasive. The ice and snow beneath his feet had melted into a shallow puddle.

He practiced the Thirty-Six Styles of Horizontal Training over and over.

Suddenly, his whole body froze.

The movement was interrupted and came to a stop.

Just now, he felt another space fluctuation sweeping across.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see the aurora dancing on the horizon, like strands of silk, dazzling and enchanting, almost like a dream.

Chen Shouyi watched, feeling a heaviness in his heart.

In recent days, space fluctuations have become more frequent, even the Original Force of heaven and earth has started to become restless, faintly giving a sense of impending doom.

Of course, he knew what was going on.

But for this reason, he felt a sense of irritability in his heart.

He checked the time and found it was almost Earth’s evening, so he stopped practicing, his body shook slightly, and sweat flew off him. Then he lifted his leg and walked towards the nearby cabin.

Inside the cabin, two little ones were huddled together in the corner, trembling with fear. As soon as they saw Chen Shouyi, they flew to perch on his shoulders like fledgling swallows returning to the nest.

"Good Giant, when are we going back? This place is so scary," the Shell Lady said, tugging at his ear tightly.

"Yeah, yeah!" the Red Little One said.

Chen Shouyi glanced at the Red Little One.

Aside from ’yeah, yeah,’ what else can you say?

"Let’s go back now." Chen Shouyi said, "Why don’t you stay at the other house tomorrow, don’t come with me again."

"But Little One is worried about the Good Giant." The Shell Lady gestured with her small fist, saying earnestly, "If there’s danger, Little One will help the Good Giant."

"Yeah! Yeah!" the Red Little One said.

"You two are my good little ones." Chen Shouyi felt immensely comforted upon hearing this, and even felt the gloom in his heart disperse considerably.

These two little ones are truly considerate.

It’s really not in vain to have raised them.

...

Evening, in the bedroom.

Chen Shouyi lazily flipped through the newspaper.

The two little ones were intently watching cartoons.

The two didn’t disturb each other.

After a while, he tossed the stack of newspapers aside.

At that moment, he sensed something, his body floated up, at the same time, the window’s screen opened automatically, and he drifted out like a ghost, flying into the distance.

...

On a rooftop of a skyscraper.

"Honorable human strongman, your intuition is getting sharper." The Destiny Thief praised.

Unlike gods who possess Divine Power, evil entities rely primarily on terrifying innate abilities and physical strength. With Chen Shouyi’s sense and will, he’s nearly a top-notch evil entity.

"Say what you have to say quickly." Chen Shouyi said impatiently.

"It’s been so many days; you should have made a decision by now, right?" The Destiny Thief asked.

"That’s your business, nothing to do with me." Chen Shouyi frowned, it was the collective decision at the last multilateral summit.

Not to get involved.

For humans, compared to Tamu, the Ancestor God is the most dangerous and risky.

Tamu devouring Earth is not a short-term thing, there’s no visible danger for now.

But after the Ancestor God breaks free, who knows whether he will be good or evil to humans?

The other party’s promise is just empty words, with no binding force whatsoever.

Humans simply can not gamble,

Not even qualified to be on the betting table.

Just like a lion won’t reason with a rabbit, at that time, humans would be at the mercy of others, only to be slaughtered.

Although slightly negative,

it was the only countermeasure humans could think of.

Humans need time.

"Hahaha ..." The Destiny Thief laughed loudly.

"What’s so funny?" Chen Shouyi’s expression turned cold, feeling displeased. "Is what I said so funny to you?"

"This is a great tribulation, you’re still trying to stay out of it even though you’re an evil entity abandoned by Tamu. You have no choice, a new era is coming, the future will be the era of evil entities. Come, join us, this is the decision of fate." The Destiny Thief said with a face full of fervor.

"Is that so? Sorry, I’m human, and this isn’t Tamu." Chen Shouyi said coldly, turning to leave. He paused his steps and turned back: "By the way, don’t let me see you again, or don’t blame me for having no mercy."

"You ..." The Destiny Thief’s face changed, but ultimately didn’t dare to say any harsh words.

...

By July, the heat had continued for half a month, and the streets were filled with citizens strolling around to cool off.

Chen Shouyi squatted by the street, watching the men and women coming and going, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

"The Ancestor God being imprisoned by Tamu for millions of years suggests he’s still weaker than Tamu, this time he’s probably just struggling powerlessly." Chen Shouyi thought silently, "Of course, it would be best if they could perish together."

He could only hope in his heart, after all, their power was too weak.

Take one step at a time.

He took two puffs and extinguished the cigarette, recently his craving for smoking had increased, it’s not the addiction to cigarettes, rather the omnipresent pressure makes him habitually want to smoke a cigarette.

He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, just as he was about to get up and go home.

"Senior!"

"Song Tingting." Chen Shouyi looked up in surprise, finding it was Song Tingting’s family.

He stood up, and politely said, "Uncle Song, Aunt Zhang, are you guys shopping?"

"Ah, yes, Chen... President Chen!" Song Qiran said with a face of disbelief, stuttering, "I heard... there’s a night market nearby, so I wanted to check it out."

Who is Chen Shouyi?

The God of Martial Arts for humanity, the strongest in the universe, yet still so nostalgic, calling him Uncle Song. He felt as if he was floating a little.

"Uncle Song, you’re the elder, just call me Xiao Chen." Chen Shouyi smiled.

Song Qiran wouldn’t dare call him that: "President Chen, please, you’re too polite, just call me Old Song."

At this point, Zhang Jingyi pinched his soft flesh discreetly, smiled, and said, "President Chen, you and Ting Ting haven’t seen each other for a long time, you must have a lot to talk about, you two chat now."

Then she said to Song Tingting, "Tingting, remember to come back in the evening."

Song Tingting’s face turned bright red on the side, like it was dyed with a rosy cloud.

...

"Why did you pinch me?" Song Qiran said with a face full of frustration.

The pinch was too hard.

It felt bruised.

"I feel awkward watching this." Zhang Jingyi said with a straight face.

Song Qiran inwardly disagreed: "What’s so awkward about it? How many people don’t even get the chance to curry favor with President Chen. You probably don’t know, President Chen is also a large personal shareholder of the Steam Turbine Group."

"Didn’t you see your daughter’s embarrassed face?" Zhang Jingyi said.

Song Qiran was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you think President Chen and Tingting can make it?"

"It’d be good if they do, if not, it doesn’t matter. My daughter can’t possibly not get married, everything should go with the flow." Zhang Jingyi said.

"I’m just worried about my daughter’s one-sided crush. With President Chen’s status, what woman can’t he find? Even if he found an alternate world Barbarian God, it would probably be easy." Song Qiran said with concern.

After all, he only has this precious daughter.