Liu Yun, constrained by politeness, eventually agreed to Grinda's suggestion and remained in the ruins, waiting for the Mid-level War Generals.
He walked slowly over the broken bricks and tiles. It was said that this place was once a prosperous city, with its port bustling with countless sails and its buildings forming a labyrinth of streets. But when disaster struck, simply because it was too close to the sea and couldn't withstand the monsters that crawled out of the deep, it became a dead land overnight. The entire city's population was slaughtered by monsters—to think this place used to bare its fangs and curse at China's cities, only to meet such a pathetic end.
"Prosperity is laughable, ultimately returning to dust." Liu Yun silently recited this phrase, as if it were a summary of the city's fate. This once glorious city was now nothing but ruins, its broken walls and crumbling remains casting long shadows under the setting sun, appearing exceptionally desolate and lonely.
The ground was covered with the corpses of monsters Liu Yun had killed. He had been fighting here for a long time, having upgraded from the Martial Skill Realm of an Elementary War General to the Realm of a Mid-level War General, and his movement technique had also reached the perfect Rank. His current strength had automatically increased by a large margin.
Next to him, the Ghost Fighter Liu Yun had purchased was already packed full of monster Materials. This Ghost Fighter had been modified by his Mechanical Race Clone, and its machine gun could even unleash an attack equivalent to a Mid-level War General's casual strike. Its combat power was quite formidable, and it was currently filled with monster scales, horns, and fur worth hundreds of millions.
The ridiculous place met a ridiculous end. With nothing better to do, Liu Yun urinated in the ruins to show his superiority.
At the same time, a plane quickly flew overhead, and several figures descended from it. These figures fell very quickly, not appearing to use parachutes, and landed just in time to see Liu Yun messing around.
Four-Colored Girls
"Who is this person? Is he a newly promoted God of War?"
A girl with golden hair as brilliant as Grinda's asked. At the same time, she looked around but only saw Liu Yun.
Next to her was a red-haired girl, who looked younger and had a slighter build, but bore the mark of a Psyche Master.
"His appearance matches the data; he should be Liu Yun, War God. We are here to follow him." Her silver eyes still held a hint of un-faded vigilance, and her voice was as soft as if she feared disturbing something, yet her Psychic had already spread out like a spiderweb, instantly scanning all the information on the entire battlefield.
The words of these two people also reached Liu Yun's ears. Liu Yun's Psychic allowed him to perceive everything clearly, which was why he dared to hunt monsters here alone.
"What is Grinda doing? Although this place is an urban ruin, the dangers hidden here are not few. Sending a few young girls here?"
Liu Yun looked up at the figures. Their descent trajectory was like meteors streaking across the sky, yet their posture was astonishingly graceful. A slight roar accompanied their feet touching the ground, and the dust and shattered stones stirred up were instantly smoothed by an invisible Qi, leaving no messy footprints.
"They look good, but their combat power seems quite ordinary?"
Liu Yun was a bit impatient. These people were just putting on a show! With such good movements, why not go dance? Can they really fight?
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. As the dust settled, he finally saw that they were four foreign girls. Besides the two who had just spoken, the other two were also Mid-level War Generals, dressed in brightly colored form-fitting suits, and frowned as they stepped forward.
Apart from the one who spoke first, the other two were both Mid-level War Generals. Dressed in brightly colored form-fitting suits, they stepped forward, frowned, and said,
"What's going on? They're all Elementary War General-level monsters? This person's strength doesn't even seem to be that of a High-level War General!"
One of them held a rapier, and the other held an Izanagi straight sword. The fencer with the rapier frowned and said,
They quickly saw through Liu Yun's true strength. Currently, Liu Yun was merely a War General; his movement technique had just been perfected, and his strength was firmly suppressed by his Mechanical Race Clone, which was supposed to assist him.
"I find it strange, though. I wanted a High-level War General!"
Liu Yun was even more disgusted with the HR Alliance. With his strength as a God of War, bringing a group of Mid-level War Generals would probably mean he'd only be a babysitter for them.
These four were all Mid-level War Generals from the HR Alliance, reportedly having just graduated from a highly rigorous Cultivation academy, and were now assigned to follow a newly promoted God of War.
If he were truly a powerful God of War, they might tolerate it, but this person looked like an old slacker, completely unworthy of their loyalty.
The silver-eyed girl, the youngest and physically weakest in the group, yet the strongest due to her Awakening of Psyche Master talent, also stepped forward with a suspicious look and asked,
These four are new talents from the HR Alliance, fresh out of a rigorous academy, originally assigned to follow a Mid-level God of War. If they truly encountered a strong person, they might endure it, but this person, however you look at him, resembles an old slacker, truly unworthy of loyalty.
The silver-eyed girl was the youngest and physically weakest, yet she became the strongest in the team due to her Awakening of Psyche Master talent. She also stepped forward with suspicion, her voice timid: "Hello, my name is Ruby... Are you Liu Yun, War God? At least... you look a lot like him." Before finishing her sentence, she quickly hid behind the blonde woman.
The blonde woman was at least 1.77 meters tall, standing there like a tall birch, also a War General, but she just stood there coldly, not even bothering to lift an eyelid, as if looking at Liu Yun for an extra second was too much trouble.
"I do look a lot like him. Last time in the Liu Yun imitation contest, I regrettably came in second!" Liu Yun said, playing with Little Red, the firebird that had descended from the sky, with great interest. In fact, before he was injured, he loved striking poses and sharing life experiences with people after a few drinks. Eventually, people started imitating him, even organizing a competition with 5 million.
Amidst a crowd of jeers, Liu Yun regrettably lost in this competition, only achieving second place, with first place taken by a popular Martial Artist.
Mainly, he was worried about Little Red acting recklessly. This firebird was getting stronger and stronger, and if it suddenly attacked these few people, it might just kill them.
"Stop playing games." The blonde woman finally spoke, her eyebrows arched even higher, her tone as if laced with ice. "Are you Liu Yun? I don't feel any power of a God of War."
"If you can't feel it, you can't feel it." Liu Yun couldn't be bothered to argue with them, his mind racing. In a third of a second, he reached a conclusion, "If it were me, I'd quickly see through Grinda's lie and turn back to the academy."
Why would he need any burdens? The path of a God of War is always a solitary one. Bringing a few newly graduated girls would probably make him a full-time babysitter.
All four were stunned. They looked at each other, feeling that leaving like this would indeed be foolish, and decided they needed to confirm with Grinda.
The call connected, and Grinda was also stunned after hearing it, then concluded it was Liu Yun's trick to return the goods.
"Don't overthink it, just follow him." She dropped that sentence and hung up, not having the time to keep an eye on this matter.
Liu Yun had already started packing his things, Little Red spread its wings and landed on his shoulder, and the man and the bird were about to leave.