I would rather betray the gods

Someone who can transport a car from L City to their hometown is obviously not a friend, but they are definitely connected to the Half-Heavens.

Sending a car is just an excuse; who could it be, and what is their intention?

Yuzu arrived in the living room with a series of questions and sat down on the sofa opposite the two "guests".

During the exchange, both sides sized each other up.

Yuzu discovered that the person who came was quite different from what she had imagined.

That Chinese man had a square face and a pair of sharp eyes, making him look more like a shrewd and capable businessman.

The blond, blue-eyed foreign man was dressed simply, and had the air of a foreign scholar from a television program.

Fortunately, the whole story is outside the realm of science, otherwise Yuzu would really think they went to the wrong place.

The newcomer then introduced himself.

The Chinese call him Dai Tianhe, while foreigners call him Aresen.

They come from a newly formed global group called "White Galaxy," a secretive organization.

Their duty was to communicate with the King of God's special envoys.

"Mr. Chang is the first mortal envoy we've met on our mission. As the divine envoy of the Pisces Palace, Mr. Chang must possess top-tier supernatural abilities!"

As he spoke, Dai Tianhe's eyes shone with admiration.

Special Envoy of the God-King?

Yuzu immediately understood that this world had been secretly in contact with Half Heaven, but Half Heaven had withheld some key information.

Otherwise, why would the other party think that he, the God-King, is a special envoy?

I don't know how things were arranged on the other side of Half Heaven, and no one told him.

So much so that he seemed somewhat 'surprised', "Ah~ right, I am the new messenger of the Pisces Palace. My special abilities are not particularly outstanding, it's just that I was lucky enough to have interacted with the God King Pisces and gained his appreciation."

It wasn't just something she said offhand; when Yuzu spoke, she was thinking about her encounter with Zifeiyu.

In his heart, Zifeiyu was the true god-king of the Pisces Palace, while he himself was merely a lucky reincarnation.

"In the end, Mr. Chang has some extraordinary abilities. Would you do us the honor of witnessing them?"

Dai Tianhe was full of anticipation.

Yuzu had anticipated his words, so she looked around her living room and said, "Oh dear, how should I show it off? I don't want to smash my house with my fists! Even if I wanted to, my parents wouldn't approve!"

"Oh, so you're a strength-type ability user. No rush, no rush, you can show it when you have the chance later, hehe."

Dai Tianhe's expectant gaze vanished instantly, impossible to conceal.

It is evident that the superpowered individuals he encountered possessed a wide variety of abilities, while the one Yuzu lied about was quite ordinary.

However, this is the first time Yuzu has been convinced of the term "superpowered person" before, as she had only heard about it in publications and online forums.

While the two were talking, Aresen was looking through the Yuzu resume that [White Galaxy] had given him.

Suddenly, as he put away his resume, he said, "Mr. Chang is a literary artist, but he's also a rich second-generation."

Ok?

His sudden remark left Youzi and Dai Tianhe bewildered, and they both looked at him.

"According to the resume, Mr. Chang's father donated hundreds of thousands of yuan to your studio. If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Chang became a writer through this means."

Aresen adjusted the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

These words left Dai Tianhe speechless.

He's reached a position where he can now interact with those at the half-heaven level; what kind of situation hasn't he encountered?

Today he actually encountered something he had never encountered before.

He tried to signal to Aresen with his eyes, hoping Aresen would stop talking about this topic. After all, one should be mindful of one's words in public, especially since the other party was the God King's special envoy.

However, Aresson persisted in his own way, continuing to press Yuzu to confirm whether his guess was correct.

As the saying goes, one shouldn't expose someone's shortcomings when meeting them. Yuzi, speechless, covered half her face with her hand to hide her flushed expression and asked, "Mr. Aresson's Chinese is quite good. Where did you learn it?"

Chinese people understand each other best. Seeing the way Youzi was acting, Dai Tianhe secretly bet that if Aresen didn't know his place, this special envoy of the God King would definitely turn on him immediately.

So he quickly took out another document, placed it on the coffee table, and got down to business.

From Dai Tianhe's vivid explanation, Youzi learned that:

Almost all countries have participated in the "Planetary Project," an operation known as the Defender of the Galaxy.

The plan is roughly divided into three phases.

The first phase, a highly confidential phase, aims to avoid unnecessary trouble such as panic and unrest on Earth. It involves secretly gathering ability users from various regions, who will then be managed and trained under the unified management of the [White Galaxy].

The second phase, the preparation phase, involves gradually increasing the visibility of those with superpowers and revealing the secrets to the public at the appropriate time, so that more potential superpowered individuals can join the [White Galaxy].

The third stage, the counterattack stage, involves handing over the trained superhumans to the Half-Heavens, who, together with superhumans from other planets in the galaxy, form a mortal legion to assist the gods in resisting the Andromeda system.

Goodness, the intergalactic war isn't a movie, it's reality. Judging from the situation, Half-Heavens has already made a lot of preparations.

Yuzu was secretly amazed, but on the surface he had to pretend that he had heard something about it, after all, he was a special envoy, how could he not know anything?

At that time, as one of the god-kings, he will certainly be a member of the battlefield.

His mind was racing, and his heart was filled with excitement!

"Mr. Chang?" Dai Tianhe gently interrupted Youzi, whose face was filled with absent-mindedness.

"Hmm? I'm listening." Yuzu snapped out of her reverie, her expression seamlessly transitioning from absent-minded to serious.

"In half a month, the White Galaxy will be selecting a leader at its headquarters. We hope you will participate and witness Earth's efforts as our special envoy."

As he spoke, Dai Tianhe solemnly handed over an invitation.

"As a human being, it is my responsibility to care about the safety of our planet."

Having ascertained their purpose, Yuzu accepted the invitation without hesitation. Looking at the address on it, she realized that the headquarters of [White Galaxy] was in Antarctica...

After seeing the guests off, Yuzu went straight to her parents' room.

Because it was a rural area, the bed in my parents' room was a large heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

Yuzi lay down at one end of the kang (a heated brick bed) and said to her mother, who was doing needlework at the other end, "Oh dear, what era are we living in? Who still wears handmade sweaters? Besides, the weather is getting warmer and we won't be able to wear them anymore. What a waste of effort!"

Yuzu's mother smiled without saying anything, then asked Yuzu, "Who was that just now? I've never seen them before."

"Oh, two new colleagues."

Yuzu really wanted to tell the truth, but she held back when she saw her simple and unpretentious mother.

Yuzu's mother smiled without looking up after hearing this, "Your lousy studio would have disbanded long ago if you hadn't begged your dad to donate money. I didn't expect you to hire new people."

"What industry doesn't encounter difficulties? Besides, we're profitable now, and I get some dividends every month," Yuzi said, fiddling with a fly swatter on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

"At your age, that monthly salary is really not much. If you work hard with your dad in his business, he'll give you ten or twenty thousand yuan a month for spending money whenever he's in a good mood."

Yuzi's mother didn't dare to go into too much detail because her family was poor and she didn't have time to take care of her child. Yuzi was raised by his maternal grandmother, so their relationship was slightly distant.

Yuzu didn't respond.

He understood what his mother meant: all the people his age in the village had made a fortune in business, driving BMWs and building villas.

He has persisted in his dream all these years not because he is particularly aloof, but because he truly loves literature and is simply not cut out for business. He firmly believes that if he were to go into business, he would not only suffer but also lose money everywhere.

He has self-awareness.

He has always believed that just as the nine sons of the dragon are all different, you shouldn't follow what others do just because they are successful. Instead, you should strive to succeed in a career that suits you.

"I asked your sister to go get some meat; we'll make meat dumplings for lunch."

A mother and child are connected at heart. Yuzi's mother sensed the changes in Yuzi's heart, so she changed the subject.

"Hehe, I can eat at least two bowls."

Having eaten too many delicacies lately, Yuzu still thinks her mother's dumplings have a more down-to-earth, homely feel.

There's no place like home, and the food in a doghouse is just as good.

He was filled with emotion at that moment.