Looking at the Future of Great Xia with Eyes Closed

Mi Chuan immediately curled his lips.

He retorted on the spot:

"What woman doesn't want to stay young forever? Who doesn't want immortality?"

"When you are old and faded, I'd like to see if you can still say that."

Su Yan didn't explain much.

She had very little attachment to this world.

As long as she could watch her daughter grow up healthy, she would be completely satisfied.

As for immortality, she really had no interest in it.

She only wanted to turn this filthy world into a paradise for her daughter before her life ended.

And make all those damned people be buried along with her parents and Chen Feng.

Mi Chuan continued:

"Old Feng wants me to find a way to deliver the Ageless Ever-Spring Art to that old monster of the Wei family."

"You know that the Wei family's ancestral home is right next to the Wei Group."

"If I go over there, I'll easily be discovered by the Ancient Clan."

"Send someone you can trust to deliver the letter for me."

"Let me tell you, if we can cling to Wei Qianqiu's thigh, we'll be soaring to success!"

...

At the same time.

In the prison of the Martial Arts Guild Headquarters.

The despairing Ye Xing was released.

He stared blankly at the people letting him out, his face full of bewilderment.

"Are they going to execute me?"

"Do they even take off the shackles for an execution?"

Unfortunately, his mouth had now been completely destroyed by chemical potions.

His lips were entirely ulcerated, revealing two rows of hideous teeth.

His tongue and vocal cords had also been burned away.

He had lost the ability to speak.

He could only wait in terror for the final moment of his miserable life.

Soon, he was brought before Ye Wujiang.

Smelling the foul stench on Ye Xing.

Ye Wujiang covered his nose in disgust.

"Ye Xing, thanks to your grandfather's maneuvering, you are about to be released."

"Moreover, you will become the new hero of Great Xia."

"You've suffered during this time, but our Ye family will absolutely never abandon anyone who has served us well."

Ye Xing looked completely dumbfounded, wondering if he was hallucinating.

He was pale and as thin as a rake, having no idea what was going on.

During this period, he had been locked in a dark room every day.

No one even brought him prison food.

If he hadn't been a top-tier martial artist, he probably would have starved to death long ago.

As for what was happening in the outside world, he knew absolutely nothing.

Ye Wujiang said to a staff member:

"Hurry up and wash him clean. I'm taking him to see the General President later."

Ye Xing was stunned.

See the General President?

Aren't you the General President?

As if in a dream, he was taken away to change into clean clothes.

Then, led by Ye Wujiang, he met Gu Changqing.

"An enemy of Chen Feng is a friend of the Ancient Clan."

Gu Changqing patted Ye Xing on the shoulder.

Pointing at the comments on the computer defending Chen Feng, he said:

"There are still many people who are Chen Feng's cronies."

"I don't have many people I can trust right now."

"How about I leave this matter for you to handle?"

"Find these people, capture them all to be slaves, and if anyone dares to resist, kill them without mercy!"

Ye Xing nodded in bewilderment.

However, he was still wondering in his heart: was his death sentence really pardoned?

What on earth was going on in this world?

Listening to Gu Changqing's blind arrangements.

Ye Wujiang smiled apologetically on the surface.

But in his heart, he was scoffing.

"This young barbarian from the Ancient Clan is far too impulsive."

"Toss and turn however you like!"

"Just don't drag me into it."

...

On the other side.

As the Chief President, Gu Yang crushed the phone on his desk with a single squeeze.

It was all because the thing had been ringing non-stop from morning till night.

Whenever he answered, it was always reports about various flood disasters.

Those local branch presidents kept badmouthing the flood dragon every time they opened their mouths.

If Gu Yang didn't have such a good temper and a kind heart, he would have sent men to execute these foolish branch presidents long ago.

However, he also knew that Great Xia seemed to be in a bit of chaos right now.

He could only suppress his emotions and curse,

These people on the outside are truly a bunch of useless trash.

They can't even handle this minor issue, yet they dare to blaspheme the divine beast of the Ancient Clan.

With the Chief President's phone destroyed and unreachable, the bombardment of calls naturally fell onto the Vice President's head.

However, Gu Changqing was not nearly as irritable.

He simply handed the matter directly to Ye Wujiang to handle.

At this moment, he was busy with far more important matters.

Learning how to use a computer.

Gu Changqing had recently become completely obsessed with computers.

Although his typing was clumsy, his mouse clicked endlessly all day long.

From time to time, he would even let out a cheer.

Hahaha! I finally cleared the level!

By now, Gu Changqing had not closed his eyes for several days and nights.

Ye Wujiang glanced at the Match-3 game on the computer screen.

His eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

He could not help but think back to his childhood era.

There seemed to be a disease back then called internet addiction.

However, at this moment, Ye Wujiang, acting in his capacity as an assistant, once again wielded the supreme authority of the Martial Arts Guild.

Yet, faced with the disaster reports pouring in from all over, he found himself somewhat at a loss.

Headquarters, quickly send people to rescue us, we can't hold on much longer!

A tsunami suddenly appeared on the sea, and in an instant, half of Tianhai City was swallowed by the ocean!

Linhai City was hit by a sudden tsunami last night, and someone saw that flood dragon roaring on the surface of the sea!

The entire Fusang Administrative Region has been swallowed by a tsunami, and someone saw the flood dragon entering the city to hunt and eat people!

The coastal cities of the Western Continent Administrative Region have also been hit by tsunamis, who will save us!

...

Ye Wujiang was annoyed to death listening to all of this.

Was the flood dragon's foraging something he could control?

That was the divine beast of the Ancient Clan!

On one side were the people of Great Xia, and on the other was the divine beast of the Ancient Clan.

Ye Wujiang pondered for a long time and finally came up with a brilliant idea.

He turned to his own assistant and said,

Go hire a few professional customer service representatives to answer the phones.

Do it quickly, starting salary of one hundred thousand a month.

Kunlun City.

Yang Honghui had not been back for long.

Another major incident had occurred in the Kunlun Mountains.

The disasters caused by the earlier flooding of the Tongtian River had not yet been resolved.

Now, Kunlun City was facing a beast horde.

Countless dinosaurs were leaving the Kunlun Mountains.

They were beginning to set foot into human-inhabited territories.

Yang Honghui reported the matter immediately.

But the Chief President's phone could not be reached.

Emails went completely unanswered.

Ye Wujiang's phone was turned off.

The most absurd part was that when he called the Vice President's number, it was answered by a female voice putting on a sickly-sweet, forced cute tone.

Yang Honghui asked in confusion,

I am looking for the Vice President, or Assistant Ye Wujiang.

Customer Service:

Alright, dear, may I ask how I should address you?

Yang Honghui:

I am Yang Honghui, the branch president of Kunlun City. I need the Vice President or Assistant Ye. Hurry up, the situation is extremely urgent! Something huge has happened in Kunlun City!

Customer Service:

I completely understand how you are feeling. Please give me a detailed description of what has happened.

Yang Honghui:

Cut the nonsense and transfer the call immediately. I do not have time to waste words with you.

Customer Service:

Dear, you need to describe the specific situation to me first so that we know how to report it for you.

Yang Honghui was left speechless.

He had absolutely no idea what the hell headquarters was playing at.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to recount the incident of the dinosaur coming out of the mountains.

After listening, the customer service representative replied in a very professional tone:

"We have received your feedback, and our side will process it as soon as possible."

Yang Honghui:

"It's just transferring a call, when exactly will you get it done?"

Customer Service:

"Dear, please rest assured, it will be done when it is done."

Yang Honghui was a bit dumbfounded at this moment.

This person's way of speaking had an inexplicably familiar flavor to it.

He couldn't shake the feeling that the person answering the phone sounded exactly like those customer service reps on certain shopping platforms who specifically existed to humiliate buyers and trample on their intelligence.

He looked at his phone, suspecting that he might have dialed the wrong number.

Unfortunately, the result was disappointing.

He hadn't dialed wrong.

Yang Honghui:

"Are you a professional customer service representative hired by the Martial Arts Guild?"

Customer Service:

"Yes, dear. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Yang Honghui said anxiously:

"I need you to transfer the call! What exactly is going on at the Martial Arts Guild headquarters?"

Customer Service:

"Dear, please don't be anxious. I completely understand how you are feeling right now. The current situation at the Martial Arts Guild headquarters is what it is. As for the specific situation, we will still have to look at the specific situation."

The veins on Yang Honghui's forehead throbbed violently. He was utterly speechless.

He could vividly feel his own intelligence being pressed against the floor and rubbed fiercely by someone else.

A dignified grandmaster of his generation was almost infuriated into getting high blood pressure and a heart attack.

He had to admire them; the combat power of a customer service rep's mouth was truly formidable.

"Dear, are you still there?"

"Hello? Your voice is a bit low, I can't quite hear you on my end."

"Hello? Alright, it was a pleasure serving you. We look forward to your next call."

Yang Honghui stared at his phone, listening to the voice talking to itself on the other end of the line.

Absolute disbelief was written all over his face.

"What is the Martial Arts Guild trying to do?"

"Are they just going to lie flat and let things rot?"

At this moment, he felt that the future of Great Xia was pitch black.