Chapter 612: Chapter 612

How did gods come into being? Lu Zixun had pondered this question before.

Reasonably speaking, gods are merely cultural constructs of fiction; if they exist, they belong in fantasy stories.

Unfortunately, this world truly leans towards the fantastical.

Lu Zixun once asked Feng Kui Ming about it, and even he was unclear about the emergence of gods.

In his words, gods just suddenly appeared; if there had to be a reason, it was that this world needed divine beings.

As for this response...

Lu Zixun clearly felt that Feng Kui Ming was brushing him off, but Lu Zixun had no evidence.

Yet, when Zeng Haoyang brought up this topic, Lu Zixun expressed great interest and listened quietly on the side.

But as the conversation progressed, Qing Yuanyang nodded, his face full of guilt: "Yes, I understand, Master."

Startled, Lu Zixun stared dumbfounded at Qing Yuanyang.

What kind of twisted love—what a fantasy story—why is Zeng Haoyang your master?

How come I never knew about this.

"Good that you understand."

With a slight sigh, Zeng Haoyang looked at the falling snow outside the window and calmly said, "Winter is indeed coming."

Lu Zixun’s eyes were full of confusion; was this old man Zeng Haoyang not going to discuss why he was Qing Yuanyang’s master or how gods really came to be?

Holding onto this doubt, Lu Zixun walked on the street already covered with a thin layer of snow.

Yes, he had been kicked out.

He was asked to go out and feign serious injuries.

Although it felt like a dismissive reason, Lu Zixun had no other option.

Although they couldn’t beat him, he certainly couldn’t just beat them up, could he?

Actually, he could, but Lu Zixun feared that after doing so, Long Jiuri would severely deal with him.

Though it had been a long time since he had seen Long Jiuri in the Crimson Land, after the connection with the Four-layer World was established, Long Jiuri would definitely return, there was no doubt about it.

Thinking this, Lu Zixun sighed silently, it seems he would just have to find a chance to ask Zeng Haoyang later. Now...

Lu Zixun transformed back to his original form, walking somewhat unsteadily on the street, appearing quite disheveled.

For his own performance, out of ten, Lu Zixun would give himself a hundred points, it was so convincing!

It would have been even better if there was background music playing right now, complementing the scene of falling snowflakes.

"The truth is as vast as the prairie; layers of storm cannot block it~"

Doesn’t it sound quite tragic?

Just as Lu Zixun was adding scenes for himself, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

That familiar aura; Lu Zixun looked up, a beautiful face appeared in his sight.

Just like the first time he saw her.

"Do you want to come home with me? If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as a yes."

Before Lu Zixun could speak, Lin Siyin bent down to embrace him, walking towards the apartment.

Fate is a strange thing.

Lu Zixun laid next to Lin Siyin in a hands-in-pockets pose, watching TV with her.

"Can’t believe it’s been a year since we met, huh?"

Watching TV, Lin Siyin suddenly turned to look at Lu Zixun.

Reflecting on everything that had happened this year, Lu Zixun felt a bit dazed; had a year really just passed by unknowingly?

Nodding, Lu Zixun felt a bit melancholic: "Didn’t realize time could pass so quickly."

"But thankfully, it’s not a scene where the flowers resemble each other year after year, but the people are different each year."

Holding Lu Zixun in his embrace, Lin Siyin’s chin rested on the top of Lu Zixun’s head, "Just like last year, it’s still you by my side."

The next day, the recovered Lu Zixun returned to Zone A.

After receiving the kill record from Shadow, Lu Zixun’s mouth twitched slightly.

Yesterday Shadow and the intelligence department had operated for three hours, and in these three hours, they had killed five J-level Spiritual Ability Users, seventy-eight I-level Spiritual Ability Users, and several S-level Spiritual Ability Users.

These Spiritual Ability Users were more than enough to raid and steal an Insect Nest in the Insect Breeding Ground.

Now they were actually being used against the Order; it seems that Crimson is still proficient in internal strife.

Tossing the record aside, Lu Zixun propped his chin with both hands and began pondering one thing.

From the strength of the Spiritual Ability Users sent out by Crimson, it was clear that Crimson was determined to eliminate the Order this time.

But after the failure of the operation, Crimson showed no abnormalities, as if nothing had happened.

And after suffering such a loss, the Order did not cause any trouble for Crimson.

The only declaration they made was that a certain disruptive riot had been resolved.

Without figuring out what these two forces were actually trying to achieve, Lu Zixun shrugged his shoulders, told Shadow to keep an eye on things, and then lay down comfortably.

Snowflakes were drifting outside the window.

The ground was slowly providing heat with underfloor heating; it seemed almost a pity to use this setting for sleeping rather than pondering these brain-burning issues.

"Have you thoroughly investigated it? Lu Zixun’s location?"

In the sewers under the Insect Slaying Zone, a voice suddenly surged.

"We have cleared it up, he entered the Demon Country and hasn’t come out since, it seems he’s not planning to interfere with external matters anymore."

"Cats become particularly cold and lazy in winter, we must take advantage of this time to complete the task set by our Master."

At this time, Xie Da in Zone 3 was somewhat annoyed; he constantly received reports from the public that voices were heard speaking in the sewers.

At first, Xie Da thought it was Believers gathering in the sewers and even brought a special forces team to check.

However, they found nothing, it might just be auditory hallucinations from the public.

A somewhat headache-ridden Xie Da rubbed his temple; it seemed he had been quite paranoid recently.

Unbeknownst to him, a week had passed, and the Insect Clan had taken advantage of the heavy snow to cover the Crimson Land and launched an attack.

Yet it was detected by Ling and the assault was successfully repelled.

Meanwhile, the bedridden Lu Zixun increasingly felt that something was wrong with his spirit.

He felt unreasonably tired and unable to muster any energy.

After a self-examination, he found no signs of being poisoned or cursed, so Lu Zixun simply ignored it.

This state was quite suitable for being an ignorant bystander for a day.

Outside the Insect Slaying Zone, Spiritual Energy and Blood Energy soared simultaneously, matching the color of the sky.

This war had already lasted for thirty-six hours.

The Insect Clan had no intention of retreating, but the Spiritual Ability Users were barely holding on.

If they lost the battlefield outside, they would be forced near the walls by the Insect Clan.

With this thought, the Spiritual Ability Users took a deep breath, they must not retreat!

"Everyone has worked hard."

Just as the Spiritual Ability Users were fighting valiantly, a young man with a gentle smile appeared above the battlefield.

Yet the direction he came from was the Insect Breeding Ground.