Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

Yang Jin narrowed his eyes slightly as he observed Su Ming. Su Ming's face was free of fuzzy hair, and he appeared to have a rather calm demeanor.

A warm smile graced his face, without any of the monkey-like gestures of scratching his ears or cheeks.

It's completely different from the monkeys I remember. It can't be that the monkeys have changed their personalities over the years.

Yang Jin asked, "What is your relationship with Sun Wukong?"

"I guess you could call him an apprentice. By a stroke of luck, I received his teachings." Su Ming pulled out the golden cudgel from his ear and showed it off.

Although Su Ming's words were rather vague, Yang Jin believed him when he saw the familiar golden cudgel.

Although the monkey was arrogant and lawless, he was equally discerning in choosing his disciples, refusing to accept anyone who didn't meet his standards, no matter how valuable they were.

"How did you know my identity?"

"That's what Sun Wukong said."

Since the person in question was not present, it would be easy to pass this confidential question to their master, Sun Wukong.

"Ah Jin, if a friend comes over, invite him in. Don't just stand outside like an idiot, it's so cold." Aunt's voice came from inside the house.

"You've come at just the right time, dinner's almost ready," Yang Jin said casually before walking into the room.

Su Ming followed behind. In the old residential area, the houses were not very big. There was a dining table on the side of the hall with five or six dishes on it. The TV was playing, but no one was watching it.

Auntie came out of the kitchen and was somewhat surprised to see Su Ming's young and handsome appearance. Yang Jin quickly introduced him, "This is my brother's friend. He's here to visit you."

Upon hearing Lin Qiye's message, his aunt was startled and quickly asked, "How is Qiye doing in the army? Will he be able to come back this year?"

"Nichiya performed very well. As for this year, it depends on the arrangements. I can't make the decision."

Seeing that Su Ming was about to run out of steam, Yang Jin quickly interjected, "Mom, the rice is almost burnt."

"Yang Jin, you guys eat first, take good care of your friend." Auntie quickly turned around and went into the kitchen.

Su Ming and Yang Jin sat facing each other at the dining table.

"You came all this way during the New Year, didn't you bring anything?" Yang Jin picked up a piece of fish from the table.

"There's nothing I can do. Your brother was terrified when he heard you were in trouble. He didn't have time to bring you gifts," Su Ming said, leaning back in his chair as there were no bowls or chopsticks on the table.

"Your brother is fighting Scorpion One outside, aren't you going down to help?" Su Ming said with a smile.

Yang Jin said nonchalantly, "My brother needs to grow on his own, and most importantly, if he can't solve this with his current strength, wouldn't that make you look bad too?"

Listening to Su Ming's rambling conversation, and with the food almost ready in the kitchen, Yang Jin lost his patience and asked, "What do you want to see me about?"

Su Ming's expression instantly turned serious: "To what extent have the gods of Heaven recovered?"

The reason for asking this question is that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Battle of Cangnan is about to begin in a few days.

He had to confirm whether the story would unfold as originally written; otherwise, he would have to use his foresight to make advance arrangements with high-ranking officials.

Otherwise, losing this battle would have too great an impact on the plot, causing their only advantage to disappear.

Yang Jin: "Don't worry, everything is normal. Where did Sun Wukong go?"

"He taught me and then disappeared. I don't know what happened." Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as things returned to normal, that was good.

Yang Jin suddenly asked, "You've come to inquire about the Heavenly Court's recovery progress. Is something about to happen?"

Seeing this, Su Ming also planned to leak a little information in advance so that Yang Jin could prepare accordingly.

"Cangnan is about to face a calamity, an invasion by an alien god."

Yang Jin had no doubts; it was understandable that Su Ming, as a divine geomancer, would know some confidential information.

"An invasion by an outer god? I wonder if my restored divine power is enough," Yang Jin said, frowning.

Su Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

"What use are you, a mere agent of a god, who has only just reached the peak of the Pool Realm?" Yang Jin said indifferently.

"At that time, those outer gods will know that the Great Xia Dynasty still has the Great Sage Equaling Heaven."

Seeing that the food in the kitchen was almost ready, Su Ming quickly picked up his clothes to avoid disturbing the family reunion and said, "Auntie, I have something to do, I'll be going now. Happy New Year."

Without waiting for a response, he left.

Outside the building, Lin Qiye glanced at the dead Scorpion One, who was lying on his back on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Oh, so cute..."

The phone rang. Lin Qiye glanced at the phone, used the knife to prop himself up with difficulty, picked up the still-ringing phone that had fallen to the side, and answered: "Hello, Auntie."

"You kid, did you just finish training? Why are you breathing so loudly? Did you get injured in the army? You didn't even call your aunt..." A series of familiar and warm words came from the phone.

Lin Qiye responded to each of them, and gave Su Ming, who had just come downstairs, a grateful look.

"Auntie, Happy New Year. The captain has already prepared dinner. I'll be going now."

Lin Qiye hung up the phone and got into the car that Su Ming had just started.

"Why don't we go upstairs to eat? I see there's fish and shrimp. If I wasn't worried about you, I would have eaten." Su Ming placed his hands on the steering wheel.

"No, ten years is ten years. I'm afraid if I go up there, I won't be able to come back." Lin Qiye leaned back in his chair, his voice somewhat listless.

Su Ming glanced at his expression and said with a smile, "Don't look so dead. I just got you some food from upstairs. Eat it while it's hot. It's in the back row."

Lin Qiye's eyes lit up instantly. He quickly turned around, grabbed the bag from the back seat, and stared blankly at the familiar food.

Su Ming shook his head and began to think about his own problem.

The reason he was confident enough to participate in the Cangnan Divine War was because of the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

He could sense the nine national guardian steles connected to the Nine Provinces Cauldron, which contained profound divine power.

He could enhance himself by releasing the divine power of the Nine Provinces Cauldron, but the Nine Provinces Cauldron itself was currently lacking in divine power and needed to kill mysterious beings to increase its energy.

Secondly, his body couldn't withstand it, and he needed to further unlock the divine ruins of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven.

The car was parked outside the Peace Office, where Hongying and Si Xiaonan were putting up couplets on the door.

Even the Peace Funeral Parlor on the right has red couplets pasted on it.

"You're back. What happened just now? Why the rush?" Hongying stood on the stool, pasting the horizontal scroll.

"Sister Hongying, move a little more to the right."

"A little further to the left."

"Alright. Now it's time for the two of us to decorate our store. You two, move aside."

Su Ming and Lin Qiye smiled and stepped into the Peace Agency.

Ding Dong...

welcome!

As soon as you open the door to the Peace Agency, a rich aroma of food wafts out, and the sounds of stir-frying and lively music create a unique rhythm.

"Good luck is coming, it's just good luck coming..."

"Zizzizi..."