I am a living immortal.

This is much more powerful than any magic or spell.

However, Chen Dong thinks that he is a mortal. Although he has inhuman control over his bottom line, it is not entirely a good thing to use this power that does not belong to him for his own benefit.

Being human means having all sorts of emotions and desires, and your thoughts are sometimes not necessarily under your control. There's a word called "wild thoughts." However, at this moment, Chen Dong deeply realized that even wild thoughts could become reality, which was a completely different concept.

You can't let yourself do whatever you want.

Even though he could control the golden sun at this moment, for him, the unknown was equal to the uncontrollable. The consequences of God's authority falling into the hands of mortals were even more terrifying than falling into the hands of a demon who wanted to destroy the world.

A bad guy's brains are not as good as a stupid guy's sudden inspiration.

That's the truth.

Chen Dong raised his hand, and countless golden chains extended from above his heart lake, enveloping the sun in three layers. Although it was impossible to completely prohibit the use of abilities, this limit would not allow things to become too outrageous and cause irreversible consequences.

Watching the golden sun being obscured bit by bit, Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief, noting that it hadn't been as extreme as he'd imagined. The heart lock had made him feel much more relaxed.

This kind of ability truly shouldn't be controlled by humans. He needed to analyze, piece by piece, why such a dangerous "thing" appeared in his body. And whether he was truly no longer in this world, these unknowns needed to be explored by himself.

Chen Dong turned around and left the heart lake without hesitation.

His departure did not cause any unusual movement in the heart lake. The chains and the sun remained in the same place as before he left.

When thoughts emerge from the lake of the mind, the outside world is only a moment.

Chen Dong slowly descended from the sky and came to the side of the general.

"Still fighting?"

The general quickly shook his head. Hit? How? Hit him with the head? Was the boy before him truly human? Fifteen or sixteen? Not some old monster in a youth's guise? He didn't know, though he could tell at a glance that the boy's bones were only fifteen or sixteen.

But how can one be judged by common sense when he is able to pick stars and grab the moon?

He still finds it outrageous. The meteorite was coming towards him, and the oppressive feeling of world destruction still lingers in his mind.

But now, looking at him again, the boy in front of me has returned to the same appearance as when we first met.

Rather than that inhuman feeling of being above the world during battle.

Now he was not under so much pressure, and felt much more comfortable. He was acting like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, though a little more mature. He was completely different from before. Now he believed that he was a fourteen-year-old boy.

As soon as this thought came to the general's mind, he smacked his lips. It felt even more terrifying.

But the main question now is what to do.

The scene was awkward for a moment. One of them, who had come to show off their might, was beaten like a dead dog and needed help, while the other conceded defeat after three moves, completely losing face. Instead of promoting the strength of the Han people, they only felt more embarrassed.

Beaten again and again.

Nor could they allow this young man to do as he pleased, not before, and even less now that they knew his strength. If such a being were used by the enemy, it could truly overthrow the Han Dynasty, potentially shattering the nation. They were now faced with a dilemma.

The Han Dynasty was very powerful, but it was not the only one that could dominate the world. There were still some rivals around, and while they were not as strong as the Han Dynasty, they were not too weak either.

Like the Xiongnu in the Kuman Land and the Nanyue, those places are not much worse than the Kuman Land. There are poisonous insects everywhere and miasma everywhere. They are all major concerns for the Han Dynasty.

The more you can't win, the more worried you become.

This was very distressing, so the two of them stared at each other.

"Why, what do you mean? Can you please tell me something? What exactly do you want to talk to me about? I'm not sure if I'm an alien, but let's just say I am. Then, what are you going to do?"

In fact, Chen Dong was still very shocked at this moment.

After all, the expressive power of this nation called the Han Dynasty had already surpassed his understanding of a nation. If anything, it was like a combination of an immortal sect and a nation.

Fairyland?

If this is the case, then it is calculated according to the rank, the higher the rank, the stronger the power, and the strongest is the emperor, which is similar to the leader of the immortal sect? No, it is more domineering.

Probably.

Chen Dong also had an idea. He was definitely able to protect himself now. If he could join this country, he might be able to use its power to figure out what happened to him. And if he held a high position, he might be able to achieve something.

Perfect for his needs.

But this was far better than fighting alone. However, I couldn't bring myself to bring this up. If he lost, that was fine; surviving was the most important thing, so why worry about all that? But if I won, I'd have the capital to sell at a good price.

Then it depends on how much you value yourself in the other person's mind.

Not to mention, this general wanted to win over Chen Dong at this moment. If hard tactics didn't work, he would try soft tactics, and a conciliatory policy would also work. A real man can bend and stretch, and everything he does is for the Han Dynasty.

But he couldn't decide what position to offer. As for money, judging by his appearance, he probably didn't care. Beauty... isn't it too early for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy to be looking for beauty? Even in the Han Dynasty, there were some who had their first taste of beauty in their fourteens and fifteens, but not too many. Most were around sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen.

It seems that I have to trick the other party back first.

The general gave the Imperial Observatory a look and asked, "Why are you standing there like a stone? Isn't recruiting talents your area of ​​expertise as civil servants? Quickly lure this man back."

The deputy inspector could understand what the general meant even through the thin gauze.

He walked up with a wry laugh and said with a forced smile, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, please don't damage the harmony."

Chen Dong was still amazed by the stark difference in his demeanor from the beginning. If he had been this way from the beginning, there would have been no chance of anything happening later. However, this assumption was initially disproven. After all, every one of these old-timers in the officialdom was arrogant. If you didn't hurt them enough, they wouldn't even talk to you properly. To be honest, this guy was just a jerk.

Seeing Chen Dong's face full of suspicion.

The deputy supervisor said indifferently, "You know we have to be rigorous in our work. If we don't do it well, we will lose our heads."