Chapter 33: Almost Sent Back

Xu Qinghuan waited for a while, but when her name was still not called, she began looking around. Unless something unexpected happened, this would be where she lived for the next three or four years.

According to her memories, the national college entrance examination would not be restored until 1977.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the young man who had saved her life. He was leaning against a battered tractor, a cigarette caught between his fingers. Wisps of smoke curled languidly around his long, clearly jointed fingers. His slender legs were crossed, and with his eyes lowered, he seemed lost in thought.

On that very same day, two letters were sent out, one south and one north, and the various forces began stirring restlessly. Everyone was putting on a show, human or ghost—only Beiyun was sleeping.

As it turned out, according to Maoichi Tanaoka, the legend of Tsubasa Amami had already circulated throughout the Black Sea Region and Asahi Island for a thousand years. It was not only his family; many kindhearted islanders living near the Black Sea had once been rescued by Tsubasa Amami in times of crisis. In their hearts, they had long since revered him as a deity.

“Thirteen thousand.” If that was the number, then Cito would naturally have nothing to fear. His preparations were quite thorough as well.

The python realized that Mu Zicheng was about to strike at its vital spot and immediately whipped its tail around like a divine dragon, intending to send him flying.

“Yes.” Liao Qingxin clasped his hands, suppressing the questions in his heart. Then he suddenly felt a squeeze at his buttocks. His heart gave a jolt, and his ears instantly flushed red.

Sun Yan found it rather strange. In such a large courtyard, Gongsun Ce had not hired a single servant, choosing to handle everything himself. Did he not feel lonely?

Ji Wu was in no hurry. She casually cast several strands of spiritual power, scattering the “clear smoke” overhead. This provoked Lu Hua into letting out an exaggerated series of cries, though in truth it did not injure him in the slightest.

“Hah… Are you the only ones allowed to gang up on people? We do not welcome behavior like yours here. Go away!” Pear shot back, unwilling to be outdone.

Although this section of the canyon lay beyond the national border, because it involved territorial security, troops from both countries had always been stationed there to keep watch.

“Class A missions are usually completed by senior brothers and sisters in the late or peak stages of Tribulation Transcendence. Class C missions, on the other hand, are the ones that disciples like us, who have only just reached the Deity Transformation stage, are qualified to choose…” Du Xian explained as he and Sun Yan entered the mission hall.

“It is inconvenient to reveal too much detail. Generals, please hand me your armbands first, then go over to the directing department and rest for a while. You have traveled such a long way and must be exhausted. This is a good opportunity to recover your strength.” Zhou Bingran spoke.

Lin Chong raised his snake-spear and suddenly swept up a shower of stones, sending them toward the arrows flying at him. The rain of arrows struck the stones he had flung into the air, producing a sharp clattering sound. After colliding with the stones, the arrows and pebbles fell to the ground one after another, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Zhou Bingran’s movements were rather violent. When he pulled Fengqin up, he inevitably tugged at his wound. But at that moment, there was no time to worry about such things.

The five-story building, painted blue and white, bore numerous plaques with different titles. A good number of slogans were pasted along the walls as well, giving the whole place an atmosphere of tense industry. The flagpole on the roof rattled loudly in the wind, but there was no national flag hanging from it—it had probably been taken down for the night.

Since the God’s Domain had spent a great deal of money recruiting gifted individuals as new employees, it naturally could not treat its veteran employees harshly.

The Demon Spider’s long legs were about to stab down at Ye Yu when a sudden mutation occurred. The Demon Spider let out a thunderous roar, and a series of explosions erupted from within its body. After several hundred such blasts, its enormous body crashed to the ground. Yet its shell bore not the slightest injury.

Tiger and Amy followed Quentin’s footsteps, slowly returning to the first stone chamber they had entered in the ruins—the very place where they had just fought Bakar.

“No need. I’ll do it myself!” I thrust out my chest and declared righteously. You should handle your own affairs, and every person should bear responsibility for their own actions! I was already in my twenties; if I could not even manage this, how was I supposed to get by in the future? What would happen after Old Qin and the others left? Was I supposed to find another “parent” to look after me?