Godslayer: Sharingan, wait until I awaken Susanoo to slay the gods!

"By the way, how are you doing with the injuries you sustained in the car?" Shen Qingzhu asked.

"It's alright," Zhang Luochen said, slurping up a mouthful of noodles.

"I'm fine too," Lin Qiye replied.

"Thank you both. If it weren't for you two... we wouldn't be alive." Shen Qingzhu's sudden politeness surprised them.

"Brother Zhai is being so polite," Baili Pangpang said.

"I've always been clear about my debts and grudges," Shen Qingzhu said.

"How about I give you a business opportunity that will make you money?" Zhang Luochen suddenly said.

Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "You thought of that too."

“Of course,” Zhang Luochen continued, “How about you be his bodyguard? It’ll be a thousand yuan a day.”

Shen Qingzhu's body trembled. Upon hearing the price, he turned to look at the three people behind him: "Okay, but it only includes me, not the three of them."

"No problem," Zhang Luochen readily agreed.

"Luo Chen, why did you suddenly become my bodyguard?" Baili Pangpang asked curiously.

Lin Qiye put down his chopsticks: "The three of us are all targets, so it's not suitable for us to stay together all the time. Cao Yuan is indiscriminate when he goes crazy, so you need a normal person by your side, and moreover, a master."

After Shen Qingzhu divided the advance payment among the three of them, she followed them, and the group left the noodle shop together.

Zhang Luochen looked at the group and was momentarily dazed. Weren't the people walking on the street the members of the Nightfall Squad?

Cao Yuan, Shen Qingzhu, Baili Pangpang, and Lin Qiye—half of the Nightfall Squad members—gathered here.

None of them know now that they will achieve great things in the future.

"By the way, we can't go to the hotel now, so where are we going to stay?" Baili Pangpang looked a little dejected.

"Find a temple?"

"What era are we living in? Why are you still looking for temples?"

After thinking for a moment, Lin Qiye said, "I do have a good place in mind."

"No way, Qi Ye, you're thinking..." Zhang Luochen's eyes widened in surprise.

Lin Qiye gave a wicked smile: "That's right, just as you think."

A short while later, on a deserted alley, a neon sign caught the eye. Although the large characters on it were somewhat worn, the pink color made people forget its original dilapidation.

"Lin Qiye, you've gone bad." Zhang Luochen covered his face and couldn't help but complain. He never wanted to come to this place again in his life. He would never forget the look in the eyes of the receptionist.

"This place is remote and doesn't require ID registration, making it the safest place," Lin Qiye said as he walked straight in.

Zhang Luochen was embarrassed. Time really can change a person. Half a year ago, this guy came here and was so embarrassed that he was practically crawling on his toes. Now, he just swaggered in like that.

"Lin Qiye, you've really gone bad."

The group booked a room and went up to the second floor, where they heard different sounds coming from various rooms.

Shen Qingzhu blushed instantly, while Cao Yuan lowered his head and silently uttered "Amitabha." This time, Lin Qiye remained remarkably calm.

After settling them in, Zhang Luochen and Lin Qiye headed towards Hongying's house. This time, they didn't need to rush and strolled around as if taking a leisurely walk.

Unbeknownst to them, snowflakes began to fall, quickly adorning the streets with specks of white. Zhang Luochen and Lin Qiye stretched out their hands, letting the snowflakes fall into their palms.

"This must be the first snow of the year," Zhang Luochen said, watching the snowflakes melt in his palm.

“Yes, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.” Lin Qiye looked at the falling snowflakes: “Ah Jin, we can’t build a snowman together this year.”

"A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest; it's a good omen," Zhang Luochen said, patting Lin Qiye on the shoulder.

The two exchanged a knowing smile and returned to Hongying's house. As soon as they entered, they saw Hongying sitting angrily in the living room.

"Why are you two taking so long to get back? If you hadn't come back soon, I would have gone out to look for you." Hongying sat up abruptly on the sofa when she saw the two of them.

Wen Qimo lay lazily on the sofa: "I can testify that she mentioned Lin Qiye's name 200 times and Zhang Luochen's name 199 times."

"Huh? Why did I miss one?" Zhang Luochen pointed to himself.

"Because you came in when we were preparing for the 200th time," Wen Qimo explained.

"So, it's not the right time yet?"

"maybe."

"Hey, are these important?" Hongying started walking upstairs: "Alright, it's late, go and get some rest. Wen Qimo, protect them."

"Don't worry, I'm in the living room, no one can get in," Wen Qimo assured, patting his chest.

"Good night."

"Good night."

As the lights in the room went out, the entire room turned dark. Zhang Luochen washed up and then lay down on the bed.

Zhang Luochen doesn't like to sleep with the curtains drawn because he likes the feeling of moonlight shining on the floor of his room at night. He feels particularly calm at such times.

Half a year has passed since I came to this world, and most of that time has been spent following the plot.

Actually, he didn't feel any different; it was as if he were just an extra character in the story.

Unexpectedly, he himself became a target of the Ancient God Church. He originally wanted to take on the responsibility of protecting Lin Qiye, but in the end, he became the one who needed to be protected.

Zhang Luochen turned to look out the window. More things would happen in the future, and how many of those regrets that originally belonged to the Godslayer could he handle? These questions became unknowns in Zhang Luochen's mind.

The snowflakes outside the window grew larger and larger, and soon the rooftops, trees, and streets were covered in white snow, with a considerable amount of snow accumulating on the windowsill.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Luochen looked out the window and vaguely saw three figures in the distance—three men standing on the top of a church.

They stood there motionless, letting the snowflakes cover them, and as time went on, the snowflakes grew thicker and thicker.

"Captain," Zhang Luochen murmured to himself. There were always people protecting them in their own ways, and suddenly he was the one being protected; Zhang Luochen was truly unaccustomed to it.

In his original world, Zhang Luochen was an inconspicuous ordinary person with no lofty ambitions, only wishing to live a peaceful life.

"I, Zhang Luochen, will also leave a significant mark on the world of Godslayer!" Zhang Luochen secretly made up his mind.

Turning to look out the window again, in a daze, the three figures in the distance seemed to have turned into three snowmen, protecting Zhang Luochen and Lin Qiye, and also protecting this city.

"Thank you, Captain. Thank you for protecting us and for protecting Cangnan City for the past ten years!"