Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 214 The Rising Sun

In a room in the basement of the office.

Chen Muye lay quietly in a simple room in the base. Military maps and action plans were hung on the walls around him, but his attention was not on these at the moment.

Several hours of rest allowed his body to recover some strength, but the mental exhaustion could not be made up in a short time.

His face still looked pale and weak, and there seemed to be no blood under his skin, showing the price he had just paid.

Although his body was tired, his will drove him to act as soon as possible.

He struggled to pull back the quilt and half sat up on the bed, his movements revealing a hint of difficulty.

He took out a black mobile phone from his pocket. This phone was not ordinary. It was an encryption device specially used for communication between high-level commanders.

Chen Muye was silent for a moment, as if he was organizing his thoughts, and then dialed the number.

"Commander Ye, it's me, Chen Muye! I used that thing!!!" Although his voice was weak, every word revealed a firmness and determination.

After hearing the news, Commander Ye on the other end of the phone fell silent.

"..."

Chen Muye then listened to the words on the other side for a long time.

His body trembled slightly and his expression became more solemn.

After struggling to stand up from the bed, Chen Muye took a deep breath and spoke hoarsely.

"I see."

...

On the highway outside Cangnan City, a distinctive horse-drawn carriage was speeding in the night. Its speed was so fast that it was even comparable to the latest sports car.

The appearance of the carriage is simple and elegant. The wooden body is carved with delicate patterns, and the golden decorations gleam in the moonlight. As the wheels roll, it seems to carry a breath from another time and space.

However, the people sitting in the carriage were not affected at all, as if they were sitting in a quiet living room, enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon.

The carriage did not shake at all and remained stable and smooth, as if it was not driving on a real road, but traveling through a smooth dream.

The servant boy sitting in the carriage swayed his body happily, with a mischievous and proud look in his eyes.

He watched the carriage easily overtake luxury cars, and the power of those modern machines seemed so insignificant in his eyes.

An innocent smile graced the boy's face, and he seemed to be enjoying this unusual race.

This scene should be extremely eye-catching. An ancient carriage speeding on a modern road should attract the attention and admiration of passers-by.

But in fact no one found any trace of the carriage.

The carriage seemed unreal as it passed by one car after another without any hindrance.

The air around the carriage seemed to make way for it, as if its existence transcended the laws of physics.

The surrounding vehicles and pedestrians seemed unable to see it at all. Their sight passed through the carriage as if the carriage was just a ball of transparent air.

At this moment, a sudden cell phone ring broke the silence in the carriage.

The servant quickly took out his cell phone from his waist and answered the call.

His face was originally filled with a relaxed smile, but as the words on the other end of the phone spoke, his expression gradually became serious.

Then the servant turned and spoke into the carriage.

"Master! Commander Ye asked us to go back!" There was a hint of doubt in his voice, and he was obviously surprised by this sudden order.

"Back... back to where?" a slightly surprised voice came from inside the carriage. The voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable authority.

"Go back to Cangnan!!!" the servant boy replied, with a hint of confusion in his voice. He was obviously confused by the order to leave and return.

"Didn't we just come out from there? Why are we going back again?

Give me the phone, I'll talk to him!" The voice in the car seemed more urgent, and a hand stretched out from the car and took the phone.

The master took the phone, his expression changing from surprise at first to seriousness as he listened.

His eyes revealed a deep thought and determination. It was obvious that the news on the other end of the phone made him realize the seriousness of the matter.

He listened for a moment, then his expression became extremely solemn and he remained silent.

After a moment, the Master said in a deep voice, "Go back!!!"

There was a firmness and determination in his voice, and it was obvious that he had made a decision.

There was no hesitation in his tone, showing his quick assessment of the situation and absolute execution of orders.

When the servant heard the master's decision, he immediately adjusted the direction of the carriage, and the carriage began to turn around on the road without slowing down at all.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, he knew that the Master's decision must have a deeper meaning. He only needed to follow orders and ensure that they could return to Cangnan City safely and quickly.

The carriage shuttled quickly in the night, speeding on the road like a ghost, rushing towards Cangnan City.

The master in the carriage had a deep look in his eyes, his heart full of premonition of the coming storm. He knew that what they were about to face might be an unprecedented challenge.

.....

The early morning sunlight shone through the office window onto Lin Qiye. He walked into the office with a hint of laziness.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw everyone sitting in front of the TV, watching the news report intently.

On TV, the news anchor's voice was serious and urgent:

"In the early hours of this morning, a typhoon, codenamed Poseidon, suddenly appeared along the East China Sea coast. The preliminary estimate of the typhoon intensity is 19.

At the same time, the height of the waves along the East China Sea coast has reached 50 meters, and the relevant departments have issued a red alert..." In the picture, the waves are surging and the sky is covered with dark clouds. The scene is very shocking.

Lin Qiye stood in front of the TV, watching with great interest. He was always curious and concerned about news about natural disasters.

But as the scene changed, the news report suddenly switched to a writer interview program: [Drink Nine].

Lin Qiye's interest was immediately diverted. He turned to look at Hongying, who was holding the remote control, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Hongying, transfer back." There was a hint of expectation in his voice, and he was obviously more interested in the news reports.

Wu Xiangnan also looked at Hongying, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"No, this interview is not much more interesting than the news." There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, and it was obvious that she was not interested in the writer interview program.

"What's so interesting about this writer interview? They just write a little bit about that. What's the point of it? It's better to read the news." Lin Qiye added, with a hint of persistence in his voice, and it was obvious that he had a clear understanding of the importance of news.

"No, I want to watch this." There was a hint of playfulness and persistence in Hongying's voice, and her eyes flashed with interest in the talk show.

She knew that this writer interview program was very popular recently and many female colleagues were discussing it, so she naturally didn't want to miss it.

Wu Xiangnan sighed helplessly. He knew that Hongying's decision was difficult to change.

His eyes turned to the TV screen. Although he was not interested in the talk show, he also knew that sometimes, looking at things from a different angle might lead to new discoveries.

There is no way, I can only comfort myself!

Lin Qiye sighed softly. He knew that he could not change Hongying's decision and could only accept reality.

His gaze shifted from the TV screen to Zhang Yun.

At this moment, Zhang Yun was standing next to an exquisite birdcage with Wen Qimo.

Both of their eyes were focused on the crow in the cage, as if they were having some kind of discussion or observation.

Leng Xuan was feeding a bird in a cage with food.

His movements were gentle and focused. He held a small spoon filled with bird food and carefully handed it to the crow's mouth.

The crow is black all over, with smooth and shiny feathers that reflect a faint luster under the light.

What’s special is that this crow’s eyes have only whites and no pupils, which looks very strange and even a little weird.

Its eyes are like two white glass balls, without focus, yet seem to be able to see through everything.

This unusual feature makes the crow particularly striking and even mysterious.

Zhang Yun and Wen Qimo quietly observed Leng Xuan's actions, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

Lin Qiye walked over to them and joined the group observing the crows.

He looked at the crow, then turned to Zhang Yun, hoping to get some explanation or opinion from him.

"What's going on with this crow?" Lin Qiye asked in a low voice, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Zhang Yun smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of depth, as if he could see through the essence of things.

"This crow is no ordinary bird. It's the Crow of Disaster." His voice was low and mysterious, and every word seemed to carry weight.

Lin Qiye's gaze fixed, revealing a hint of surprise and nervousness.

"It's the kind of disaster crow that only exists in big cities and can warn of large-scale disasters!" There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, and he was obviously shocked that this legendary creature appeared in front of them.

Wen Qimo nodded, his expression serious, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

"Yes! It's the Calamity Crow!

Once it senses the approaching disaster, it will emit a sharp cry!" His words revealed his affirmation of the Calamity Crow's ability, as well as his worry about the impending disaster.

Lin Qiye was a little confused, his brows furrowed, and he asked in confusion:

"How could a crow of disaster suddenly come to a small city like ours!" There was a hint of doubt in his voice, and he was obviously confused by this unusual situation.

"I don't know! This was brought by the captain!" Leng Xuan spoke seriously. His voice was calm, but his eyes revealed a hint of trust in the captain.

Even when answering Lin Qiye's questions, Leng Xuan did not stop what he was doing. He was still concentrating on feeding the Crow of Disaster, ensuring that it received proper care.

Leng Xuan's movements were gentle and rhythmic. He shook the small spoon in his hand gently, and sent the food accurately into the mouth of the Crow of Disaster.

His eyes revealed a focus and seriousness, and he obviously felt a great sense of responsibility in taking care of this special crow.

A sense of uneasiness welled up in Lin Qiye's heart, as if a dark cloud was quietly covering his heart.

There was a glimmer of worry in his eyes, and Zhang Yun's previous words kept echoing in his mind.

"Is something going to happen?" He asked himself silently in his heart. The uncertainty made him anxious.

He recalled what Zhang Yun had said to him, the hints about the impending disaster. Every word was like a heavy stone weighing on his heart, making him even more uneasy.

Lin Qiye looked at Zhang Yun, hoping to get some answers from him.

Zhang Yun smiled slightly, with a hint of comfort in his smile, but his eyes revealed a hint of solemnity, as if telling Lin Qiye that things were not simple.

Zhang Yun gently placed a finger in front of his mouth. This action made Lin Qiye understand what he meant - don't ask, keep quiet.

There was a determination in Zhang Yun's eyes. He knew that now was not the time to discuss this issue and they needed to remain calm.

Lin Qiye hesitated to speak, and swallowed the words back when they reached his lips.

At this moment, the door of a room on one side suddenly opened with a slight "creaking" sound, breaking the silence in the room.

Chen Muye walked out from inside. His steps were steady and he looked much more energetic.

Compared with before, his complexion has improved a lot, it is much more rosy, and no longer as pale and weak as before.

There was a smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a hint of relaxation and joy.

He glanced around gently, as if silently telling everyone that he had recovered and could return to the team.

"It seems that everyone is very idle!" There was a hint of ridicule in Chen Muye's voice, and his words made the atmosphere in the room more lively.

"We have nothing to do! Let's go for team building!" He suddenly suggested, and this suggestion surprised everyone.

Hongying immediately jumped up holding the TV remote control. Her reaction was the quickest and most enthusiastic.

"Yeah yeah yeah! Long live the captain!! Let's go! Xiaonan, go and pack up!" She shouted excitedly, pulling up Xiaonan who was still in a daze and started running.

Xiaonan was dragged away in a daze. Her expression was a little confused, as if she had not yet recovered from the surprise. She was dragged away by Hongying like a doll.

Happy smiles appeared on the faces of the others. They were inspired by Chen Muye's proposal and began to discuss the team-building plan.

Some people started discussing where to go, some started preparing the things they needed to bring, and the atmosphere in the entire office became lively and cheerful.

"Captain! Buy more ingredients! I want to see your cooking skills!" Zhang Yun said quickly.

"You are afraid of being greedy!" Lin Qiye said speechlessly.

"This is all Zhang Yun's hobby! Don't expose him! Qiye! Hahaha!!" Wen Qimo laughed unscrupulously.

"It's like you don't want to taste the captain's cooking?" Zhang Yun curled his lips.

Chen Muye looked at the scene in front of him.

A smile on his face.

Watching the sun rise outside.

......

Thanks to Ji Ruxilong for his love.

O(n_n)O~~