“Weak?”
Shang Jun suppressed his anger. They were the cream of the crop in the Hunter Group. In Zhao Tongzhi’s eyes, they were considered weak.
Zhao Tongzhi looked at the three furious individuals and paused. Then, she waved her hand with a smile and said, “Don’t misunderstand. I didn’t mean you are weak, just that, in comparison, you aren’t on the same level yet.”
“Members of the Hunter Group aren’t on the same level?” Shang Jun asked. The Hunter Group was the highest echelon for spiritual warriors and espers worldwide, and also the best proof of their formidable strength.
Zhao Tongzhi shrugged and said,
“The Hunter Group is merely what you perceive it to be. Don’t think that just because you’ve joined the Hunter Group, your strength has reached the required standard.
You are still far from it.
Your Godslayer Plan, in my eyes, is like children playing house. A rudimentary plan, a suicidal battle. Combat isn’t as simple as you imagine, like simply swinging a blade at people.”
As she spoke,
Zhao Tongzhi vanished from her chair and suddenly appeared before Shang Jun. Grinning, she patted Shang Jun’s shoulder.
“I’m not letting you participate in the battle because I care about you and want you to live. Of course, if the ‘Godslayer Nuclear Bomb’ needs to be detonated, I hope you can run a bit faster.”
As Zhao Tongzhi finished speaking, she turned and left the office with her hands behind her back, leaving the three stunned individuals looking at each other.
Shang Jun looked at Susan and Jin Rong and asked, “What does Zhao Tongzhi mean by that?”
Susan shook her head.
Jin Rong, however, said, “She means we aren’t worthy of participating in the Godslayer War. We are only fit to guard weapons, to be administrators.
Another implication is that the Hunter Group possesses even greater power, even stronger individuals.
Compared to them, we are trash.”
Jin Rong then gave a self-deprecating laugh and lowered his head, falling silent.
Shang Jun and Susan exchanged glances. They didn’t doubt Zhao Tongzhi’s words. After all, they knew that if Zhao Tongzhi looked down on them, there was no reason for her to lie.
However, what made the three of them even more displeased was that their strength, which they had always prided themselves on, was considered insufficient by Zhao Tongzhi.
The three of them fell silent. The world was never short of geniuses. In the eyes of others, these three, under forty years old, had achieved such accomplishments. Their gene locks had surpassed the seventh tier, reaching the Esper God tier, and their spiritual power had reached the peak of the Seven Seas realm.
But there were always more brilliant geniuses than them, looking down from higher echelons.
For example, Zhao Tongzhi.
…
In the heart of Tokyo, atop a skyscraper,
Li Qin accompanied He Li, engaging in casual conversation. Then, Xiao Yue appeared.
Xiao Yue stood to He Li’s left and looked at He Li and Li Qin, who were sitting side-by-side. He smiled and said, “You two are quite leisurely, showing no sign of tension before the great battle.”
He Li and Li Qin exchanged glances, then shrugged in unison, and finally spread their hands simultaneously. In unison, they said, “Let them fight.”
Xiao Yue was taken aback, then smiled helplessly. “Show some tension. There’s a new variable. The Hunter Group has new combat power, different from those on Death God Island. These individuals are stronger, both in mental power and spiritual power, and are not on the same level as the members of the Hunter Group on Death God Island.”
He Li pursed his lips. After a moment of thought, he looked at Xiao Yue and asked, “So what?”
Xiao Yue was somewhat confused. So what? What was the big deal? With one of the three forces increasing its combat power, naturally, the plans needed to be revised.
He Li shook his head and smiled, “Just like we said earlier, let them fight. What does it have to do with us?”
Xiao Yue said, “With the Hunter Group's combat power increasing, our plans should change. What Pleiadana said earlier…”
He Li interrupted Xiao Yue, saying, “Who cares about that woman’s damn plan? Let them fight. As long as we ensure we don’t get caught in the blast of the ‘Godslayer Nuclear Bomb,’ that’s all that matters.
As for who dies, which god dies, or Pleiadana’s plan, it’s all bullshit to me.
I only want divinity, any god’s divinity will do. Ricardo, Aresva, Pleiadana, I don’t care.
Of course, the Hunter Group can’t be wiped out entirely. I still need them to help me hunt down other gods.”
Xiao Yue looked at He Li and asked, “What do you mean?”
He Li shrugged and said, “What I mean is, I will be the final victor of the Tokyo God War. Before that, I’m hungry and I’m going to eat.”
Pleiadana wants Ricardo’s divinity?
To He Li, that was unnecessary.
If she hadn’t told him, he wouldn’t have known. But since she did, then I’m sorry, I want it all, including your divinity, Pleiadana.
The Hunter Group gaining stronger combat power was a good thing for He Li.
It would not only make the battle situation more chaotic but also allow him to hunt more gods in the future, serving as He Li’s global living locator. This way, He Li wouldn’t have to passively wait for other gods to find him like a headless fly; he could take the initiative.
One must use their brain to get things done. Merely shouting and killing is useless.
He Li walked on the street. The street was quiet, with few people. In just half a day, the city had taken on a desolate state.
Just last night, it was still brightly lit.
After searching for a long time,
He Li finally found a small tavern that was still open. The owner was an old man, likely over seventy years old, standing alone behind the counter, diligently sharpening his knives.
Seeing He Li enter, the owner was taken aback. He probably wondered why anyone would come to eat at this hour. However, wasn’t he himself not seeking refuge and still staying here?
The owner smiled warmly and bowed slightly to He Li, “Welcome.”
He Li said, “Can you cook?”
“Chinese?” the owner asked He Li in broken Chinese.
“Yes, you don’t welcome me?” He Li nodded.
“No, no, no, you are most welcome. Please sit, please sit.” The owner came out and gestured to the seats in front of the counter.
He Li smiled, thinking to himself, *As long as you welcome me, I won’t tear down your shop.*
“Sir, what would you like to eat?” the owner asked.
He Li asked, “What do you have?”
The owner smiled confidently and said, “Whatever the customer wants to eat, I will make it well.”
He Li nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said, “Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted young chicken, roasted goose, braised salted duck, soy-braised chicken, cured meat, preserved ham, small sausage…”
The owner was stunned, then reacted and, with a charmingly simple smile, preemptively laughed, “Alright, Tamagoyaki and Okonomiyaki, fried tempura, and some sashimi. Please wait, sir.”
He Li’s eyelids drooped. *You want me to eat what I want? What’s this, your menu is thicker than Korea’s?*
…