National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

The perspective switches back to Su Mohui.

She and Shen Jiaan had just adjusted the time flow rate of the first and second continents with this broken watch, and before they could even catch their breath, they were caught by a mysterious Taoist named Zi Ling who followed the scent.

The Taoist priest strangely asked them to leave a breath puppet as a cover on the second continent, picked them up and started a cross-dimensional "firefighting" marathon.

That half-dead sacred tree in the Magic Continent? It was revived by injecting some of the Heavenly Luck of the Cultivation World into it!

In the Douqi Continent, those sect leaders who only know how to swing their fists and shout, can't even figure out what nine times nine equals? Stuffed into the Ziling Taoist's portable time chamber, using the "Five Years of Simulation, Three Years of Ascension" test-taking strategy, they forcibly reached the level of a key high school senior class!

In the world of orcs, is medical care comparable to idols in white coats performing miracles? Throw over a few copies of "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook (Hardcover Edition)" and the medical level will skyrocket!

And those unfortunate souls who were abducted and sold into another world like pigs by an unscrupulous interstellar time-travel company? One by one, they were located, packed up, and tucked back into their respective homes, back to their mothers!

...World lines like these, which were so broken that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them, were finally forced back on track by them.

Su Mohui and Shen Jiaan had just stepped back into the Netherworld, ready to have a drink before returning to the Second Continent. Before her butt even touched her air-conditioned Netherworld Dragon Chair, a system prompt suddenly popped up:

[Ding Dong: Congratulations, host! Su Yue's divine general's golden body has been completed. Please proceed to the ice crystal coffin to view it.]

She rushed to the ice coffin without stopping. Before she had time to chat with the old king of hell and her father, the Taoist Zi Ling appeared again like a ghost.

It was said that all the Zi Ling Dao people were like people who had been injected with chicken blood, and collectively broke through the threshold of the main god, and picked up the godhood for free, so she must go to Xinhua Realm.

Su Mohui had no choice but to accept her fate and hurriedly told her father to "take good care of herself and don't run around." Then she grabbed Shen Jiaan, who was eating compressed biscuits next to her, and rushed into the entrance of Xinhua Realm.

Within the Xinhua community.

The system issued the small thatched hut where Suiren drilled wood to make fire, the projection of Qin Shihuang's Afang Palace, and the phantom of Wu Zetian's Wanxiang Palace, the "palaces" of the three ancestors of the country's destiny, at this moment, are like faded old photos, and their outlines are becoming gradually illusory.

Just as Su Mohui noticed the strange fading phenomenon, the system prompt sound that had been silent for a long time finally sounded -

[Ding Dong: Congratulations to the host, you have successfully cleared the National Destiny dungeon. The final settlement begins:]

The first holder of national destiny (god): Emperor Suiren

[Status: The host has fulfilled all of their wishes and gained the full power of national destiny. This NPC's supreme godhood has been restored and they will soon leave the dungeon...]

The Second Holder of National Destiny (God): Qin Shi Huang - Ying Zheng

[Status: The host has fulfilled all of their wishes and gained the full power of national destiny. This NPC's supreme godhood has been restored and they will soon leave the dungeon...]

The Third Holder of National Destiny (God): Holy Emperor Wu Zetian

[Status: The host has fulfilled all of their wishes and gained the full power of national destiny. This NPC's supreme godhood has been restored and they will soon leave the dungeon...]

"What's going on?" Shen Jia'an, recognizing the three elders, tugged at Su Mohui's sleeve in confusion. He had just finished chewing a biscuit and was wiping his mouth as he asked.

Su Mohui suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and said softly, "They are leaving."

After the word "go" was spoken, Shen Jia'an was silent for a few seconds. He glanced at the three ancestors who were joking with a few foreign gods not far away. After a pause, he nodded in understanding.

Su Mohui tried to put on a smile and walked over to the ancestors: "Are you leaving?"

Wu Zetian raised her hand, removed the armor on it, and gently stroked the girl's cheek. "Don't worry, your wish has been fulfilled, and your godhood has returned to its place. If you refuse to leave any longer, this small world won't be able to support the three of us."

At this moment, she was the only one who still had the energy to tease. "This is a good opportunity to raise the level of the Ziling Taoists and help them obtain the godhood. This can also be regarded as repaying the agreement between the system and us."

Suirenshi seemed the calmest at this moment—if you ignored his slightly red eyes and the tears he was trying to hold back: "Xiaohui, you must eat on time now that Grandpa is gone! It's been so long since we last met, and your chin has become pointed!"

He was the first ancestor of national destiny that Su Mohui awakened using the system. They had been together for three or four years, not to mention the days when he was worried outside while Su Mohui was struggling in those reincarnations.

"How can it be pointed?" Su Mohui subconsciously looked down at her soft belly. "I have a standard body shape! You can rest assured!"

Qin Shi Huang had just finished chatting with Shen Jia'an in the cloud... perhaps imparting some imperial health secrets? Upon hearing this, he floated over with a smile: "Alright, alright, ancestor, young people these days value freedom, so stop nagging—"

Suiren glared at him, and with a whoosh of air, an invisible wave of air blew Qin Shi Huang away two meters high! However, Qin Shi Huang was still a supreme god who had regained his godhood. With a graceful somersault in mid-air, he landed steadily in the clouds, his dragon robes not even ruffled.

"Alright, we've met and talked—" Qin Shi Huang's voice, with a hint of laughter, but now back to seriousness, came from the clouds, "It's time for us to get going."

Wu Zetian gave Qin Shi Huang a look that said, "You're the only one who talks too much!" At the same time, the system notification chime rang in Su Mo Hui's head again. Suddenly, she smiled and took Su Mo Hui's hand. "Mo Hui, before I leave, I have a small gift for you."

Before Su Mohui could even agree, the divine power of the three ancestors instantly enveloped her, and she only felt the scene in front of her suddenly blur!

When she opened her eyes again, a biting cold and a terrifying squeezing sensation assaulted her from all directions! Su Mohui groaned, feeling as if every bone in her body was groaning. If it weren't for the divine barrier of her three ancestors, she would have been crushed into a two-dimensional sticker on the spot!

The Netherworld inheritance, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly appeared and poured information into the depths of her mind.

This is the absolute desolate land between the dimensional walls of the universe - the Ash Layer! Filled with high-dimensional turbulence that can crush even gods!

"Mo Hui, look there." Wu Zetian's cold voice sounded in her ears, pointing to the depths of the swirling gray fog.

There, a young man in a black robe stood alone in the boiling gray fog, his eyes closed, as if waiting for a promise that would never come.

"Xuanyuan Shaoze?!" Su Mohui recognized him instantly, her heart skipping a beat. "How could he..."

"Don't worry, he's fine." Suiren quickly calmed her excited emotions, "His soul has leaped to a higher level and jumped out of this world. This body is an empty shell trapped by the turbulent flow of the ash layer. You couldn't sense him before because of this layer."

"Oh right," Qin Shi Huang's figure suddenly appeared on her right side, and pointed in another direction: "Look over there—"

There, a wrinkled, indescribable "thing" was floating, exuding a salty smell of despair, slowly swaying on the edge of the gray layer and the darker abyss.

It twitched nervously from time to time, and strange light and shadows shone from inside. It looked like... someone was passionately destroying the house inside?

Su Mohui frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy, "What is that?"