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

"It seems this guy needs some time to adjust to his new home." Xuanyuan Shaoze looked at the octopus thoughtfully. "We need to find a quiet place for him to 'retreat and digest'. He can't just stay at the Naihe Bridge and scare passing ghosts forever, right?"

Qin Yi held the still sleeping Qin Shu in his arms and nodded, "There are special secret places for quiet cultivation in the Heavenly Palace. The spiritual energy... uh, or energy is sufficient, suitable for all kinds of... forms of existence to retreat."

He glanced at the octopus and added, "It's just that the entrance might need to be widened."

Shen Jia'an pulled his phone from his sleeve. Yes, he was using a smartphone! He glanced at it and said, "The Queen Mother of the West just sent a message saying that the Western Heaven has sent the first batch of 'exchange students' here. They're mainly learning the basic theories of Sun Tzu's Art of War and... Sichuan cuisine cooking techniques. The team is led by a six-winged angel, who is said to be extremely resistant to chili peppers."

Qi Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Exchange student? How much is the tuition? Do I have to pay for my own food and accommodation? Is there any project funding?"

Everyone was speechless again. Is this unscrupulous businessman's instinct engraved in their DNA?

"Okay, okay, we'll discuss the details later." Su Mohui struggled to sit up a little, feeling that she had regained some strength. "The most urgent thing is to deal with that 'hot potato' first." She pointed to the singularity of nothingness in the distance that was still wrapped in golden thread and quietly suspended.

"Didn't Zhan Qing just say that we can treat it like garbage and throw it to Pangu God to use as filler in the cosmic barrier?" Yu Wenjin reminded.

"That's the theory..." Su Mohui touched his chin, "But how do we throw it? Who's going to throw it? We can't just kick it directly, right? What if it goes astray and hits the flowers and plants?"

The system prompt sound interrupted at the right time and in a nasty way:

[Ding Dong! Host request detected. 'Hazardous Materials Safe Disposal' express service now available!]

[Plan A: Pangu God remotely performs 'precision throwing' (requires consumption of host's merit points x)]

[Plan B: Daozu Hongjun performs 'Law Decomposition' (requires consumption of x host's Merit Points, and includes a visual report of the decomposition process)]

[Plan C: Launch the 'Random Lucky Draw' emergency plan (free, but at your own risk)]

【请选择——】

Su Mohui: "...I choose A!" Merit points can be earned again if lost, but this broken singularity must be dealt with quickly! Who knows if it will suddenly come back to life!

[Received! Fee deducted! Pangu God's public account 0001 has accepted the order! Estimated throwing time: 3, 2, 1...]

Everyone subconsciously looked up (although they still couldn't see anything).

Suddenly, the golden "zongzi" in the distance was grabbed by an invisible force, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in the sky above the underworld with a "swoosh", as if it was treated as a basketball by an invisible giant and thrown to the thickest part of the barrier of the universe.

Faintly, I seemed to hear a dull "bang" coming from far away, like a stone falling into a deep pool.

Ding! 'Void Singularity' has been successfully delivered to the cosmic barrier reinforcement layer! It is expected to be slowly assimilated and absorbed within 100,000 years! Mission accomplished!

[Warm Tip: During this period, please do not perform large-scale space jumps or blasting operations near the throwing point to avoid damaging the "package". Thank you for your use!]

Okay, now even the “zongzi” is gone hahahahahaha, that’s great!

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Inside and outside Mengpo Pavilion, a true, idle silence fell. Only the waters of the Wangchuan River flowed slowly outside the pavilion, carrying with them the sighs of a few lonely souls.

The war was over, the crisis resolved, and the troubles temporarily dealt with.

A complex emotion of extreme fatigue, a slight sense of emptiness, and relief at surviving the disaster permeated the crowd.

Su Mohui looked at the strange-looking, diverse "comrades" in the pavilion who had just experienced life and death together—there was a profiteer, a foodie, a cool queen, a grumpy old man, a gentle dad, a dog, and an octopus...

She suddenly laughed, her laughter was a little hoarse, but full of sincerity.

"I say..." She cleared her throat, "When...are we going home?"

"At least we have to wait until this matter is done." Qi Mo put away his abacus and shrugged: "When the time comes, everyone can go back to their own homes and find their own mothers! Right now, I have to go back and figure out how to teach those angels. This is a great opportunity to expand into the Western market!"

Yu Wenjin yawned and said, "I need to go back to Dragon Territory and get some sleep for a few years. I suffered a huge loss this time, so I need to recuperate."

Bai Ling stood up gracefully: "Qingqiu still has a lot of affairs to deal with. I will take my leave first, young master."

Qin Yi held Qin Shu in his arms, nodded slightly to everyone, and his figure gradually faded away.

Lingbao Tianzun (Shen Jia'an) waved his hand and said, "I also have to go back to the Heavenly Court to report on my work. I'll contact you via WeChat later!" After saying that, he turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

Soon, the only people left in Mengpo Pavilion were Su Mohui, Xuanyuan Shaoze, Gongyang Zhanqing, the husky drooling in his sleep, and the octopus struggling to digest food.

Xuanyuan Shaoze walked over to Su Mohui's stretcher, squatted down, and fixed his gaze on her still pale face. After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing something: "You...what are your plans for the future?"

Su Mohui met the inexplicable complex emotions in his eyes, and her heart moved slightly, but her face still had that expression of "sister just finished a fight and is tired" -

"What plans can I make? Just lie down and heal your wounds first! I promised Shen Jiaan and the others that we'd go on vacation together after this shit is over. I can't go back on my word, can I?"

She even tried to shrug it off, but it only tugged at the wound, causing her to grimace in pain.

Xuanyuan Shaoze looked at her pretending to be relaxed, a helpless smile flashed in his eyes. He didn't ask any more questions, but just reached out his hand and very gently helped her tidy up the few strands of hair on her forehead that were stuck to her forehead by sweat.

Gongyang Zhanqing stood up, holding the sleeping Erha, who was sprawled out and still snoring. With a gentle smile on her face, she pointed at the mutant octopus next to her, whose breathing was still a little unstable.

"This big guy needs to find a place to settle down. I'll go talk to Fan Wujiu and see if there's a suitable 'single room' deep in the Nether Sea. Once that's settled... I'll go back to the Ninth Heaven with you, back to the Luoshen Empire!"

"Okay, come to think of it, I really miss the candied haws from the Luoshen Empire. I'll treat you to some when the time comes." Su Mohui looked at Zhan Qing's back as he nodded and left. The empty feeling in her heart caused by the end of the war was suddenly filled with a warm and solid feeling.

This ending seems... not bad at all.

Even though it was obvious with just a toe, there would definitely be a lot of trouble ahead—like teaching those Western gods the meaning of "the art of war is deceitful," how to deal with the cosmic debris released by Azathoth, and how to soothe the cosmic consciousness that might be a little grumpy after being woken up...

Plus, my whole body aches like it's been dismantled and rebuilt, and my merit points have been completely deducted by that profiteer of the system...

But at least, at this moment, the (imaginary) sunshine is shining (where is the sunshine in this damn place like the underworld! Damn! She really needs photosynthesis, hahahaha!), her friends are around, and the universe... has not collapsed yet.

This is enough.

After saying a simple goodbye to Xuanyuan Shaoze, Su Mohui took a deep breath of the chilly air unique to the Netherworld, which was faintly scented with the fragrance of the red spider lily, and then...

"System." She called silently in her heart.

[Here I am, my dear, invincible host! (???)] The system's electronic voice jumped with joy as if it had won the lottery.

"Let's put the final task of submitting 'The End of the Universe' on hold for now." Su Mohui looked at the gurgling waters of the Forgotten River outside the pavilion, reflecting the memories of countless dead souls. She then looked down at her skin, which felt like broken glass, and her aching wounds. Her voice softened, "Let me... rest for a while."

[Command received! Host's exclusive VIP Supreme Rest Mode has been activated! Energy replenishment, soul nourishment, and injury repair are in full swing~ Wishing you a sweet dream of candied haws and river snail noodles~]

The grand chapter of Urobuchi's final battle, full of ups and downs and chaos, was temporarily put to a pause with an ellipsis by the Mengpo Pavilion, in an atmosphere mixed with the lingering fragrance of tea, the faint smell of snail noodles and the light vapor of the Forgetful River.