Chapter 92: After the War

Tai Lake lakeside, deathly silence.

Not long ago, that heaven‑destroying, earth‑shattering terrifying scene seemed merely a hallucination collectively produced by everyone.

The lake surface sparkled with gentle ripples, as soft as an uncarved jade.

Apart from the faint fishy smell still lingering in the air, there was not a trace of battle to be found.

That level‑4 mutant beast, the Abyss Terror Crocodile that had made the whole of Suchen tremble, was… dealt with?

Gloop—

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which sounded especially sharp in the deathly silence.

Zhao Weiguo, Qian Wanjin, and Sun Ba, the leaders of Suchen's three major powers, stood like three stone statues weathered for a thousand years at the edge of Xuanwu City, motionless.

Their gazes stared blankly at the lake surface that had regained its calm, their minds completely blank, having lost all ability to think.

The residents of Xuanwu City were also shocked, but compared to the three powers' people, this shock was nothing!

Nowadays, most of the people from the three powers inside Xuanwu City had participated in the battle against the Abyss Terror Crocodile over a year ago.

To put it bluntly, if that battle back then had gone slightly awry, whether those three powers still exist today would be questionable!

Suddenly, a muffled 'thump' sounded.

Qian Wanjin's legs went weak, and he collapsed straight onto the ground.

His face, usually wearing a shrewd, calculating expression, was now filled with shock.

Just a few hours ago, Qian Wanjin had issued his orders with full confidence.

"Deploy the Shadow and the Divine Punishment Unit in full!"

"Once Xuanwu and the Abyss Terror Crocodile clash, have them move and take advantage of this perfect opportunity to seize control of Lin Yue for me!"

Looking back now, this order is how ridiculous, how… foolish!

Control Lin Yue?

Just thinking of that idea, Qian Wanjin's whole body of fat began to tremble uncontrollably, a bone‑chilling cold surged straight to the top of his head, almost making him scream.

Fortunately… fortunately the Shadow hasn't moved yet!

He had no doubt that if the Shadow really followed his orders, then at this moment, what would be erased from this world would likely not be that Abyss Terror Crocodile, but him, Qian Wanjin, and his Heavenly God Group!

Unlike Qian Wanjin's loss of composure, Zhao Weiguo's body remained upright, but his hands gripping the wall's battlements so tightly that his knuckles turned white revealed the turmoil within.

As the Supreme Responsible Person of Suchen Military Region, he knew better than anyone the power of modern weapons.

He had also fantasized that using the most advanced armor‑piercing rounds, or a blanket artillery barrage, might cause some trouble for that Xuanwu.

But only now did he realize how naïve his idea was.

Trouble?

Before that god‑like step, his tens of thousands of elite troops, the tanks and armored vehicles he prided himself on, wouldn't even count as an appetizer!

The two sides are not even on the same level!

Sun Ba's reaction, however, was somewhat peculiar.

He adjusted the gold‑rimmed glasses on his nose; those eyes that usually flashed with reason and arrogance now held a hint of… fervor he himself had not noticed.

As the Chief Scientist of the Deep Blue Matrix, he was accustomed to using data and logic to deconstruct everything in the world.

But everything before him had completely exceeded his cognitive range.

Gravity control?

Matter reconstruction?

This is no longer explicable by technology; it's theology! It's creation!

His brain raced, trying to build a new mathematical model to explain what had just happened, but no matter how he calculated or deduced, the result was always the same—unsolvable.

Just as the three of them were immersed in immense shock and fear, unable to free themselves,

a calm voice sounded slowly from behind them.

"Gentlemen, are you still satisfied?"

The three of them shuddered all over, as if struck by electricity.

They turned to see the young man who had somehow appeared behind them.

Xuanwu City's City Lord—Lin Yue.

He still wore that easygoing expression, even a hint of a gentle smile on his face, as if the world‑shattering battle just now had nothing to do with him.

But this smile, seen in the eyes of Zhao Weiguo, Qian Wanjin, and Sun Ba, was a hundred times more terrifying than the Abyss Terror Crocodile!

Satisfied?

How dare they not be satisfied?!

Zhao Weiguo was the first to react; the muscles on his weather‑worn face twitched violently as he tried to force a smile, but it looked worse than crying.

He instinctively raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead at some point, his body leaning slightly forward,

"Satisfied… satisfied! We are extremely satisfied!"

"City Lord Lin, the power of this divine beast of yours is… is… beyond anyone's expectations! I, Zhao Weiguo, am convinced! Heart and mouth!"

"At the same time, I, representing Suchen, thank you for your intervention! Without you, the whole of Suchen would likely have been destroyed by that Abyss Terror Crocodile!"

While saying this, he bowed deeply to Lin Yue.

This bow was not for the terrifying power displayed by Xuanwu City, but for gratitude toward Lin Yue!

"No mistake! No mistake! City Lord Lin's divine might overwhelms the world! I, Qian Wanjin… no, I'm Little Qian! Little Qian, I have eyes but fail to see Mount Tai; I've offended you many times before, and I hope City Lord Lin, with your great tolerance, won't treat me like a common vulgar person!"

Qian Wanjin also came to his senses, scrambling up from the ground without bothering to dust off his clothes, his bloated face piled with an obsequious grin to the extreme, just short of kneeling to kowtow to Lin Yue.

Sun Ba, although not as exaggerated as the two, also expressed his gratitude to Lin Yue.

At the same time, they were utterly clear in their hearts.

From this moment on, the 'heaven' of Suchen will change.

No, it has already changed.

The previous three-way stalemate has been completely ended by this battle.

Now, Suchen has only one voice: that of Lin Yue.

A single thought can decide Suchen's future.

Lin Yue watched the three Suchen magnates before him, whose attitudes had done a complete 180‑degree turn, and felt not the slightest ripple in his heart.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

Otherwise, how could he have let Black Tortoise heal that Abyss Terror Crocodile? He could have just killed it outright!

Don't tell him this is immoral, or that now that the apocalypse has come, surviving humans should help each other, and such nonsense.

If he actually did that, he'd be truly stupid!

In the apocalypse, might makes right; whoever has the bigger fist is in the right.

As long as you are strong enough, everything you do is right.

Isn't there a saying: 'When I achieve fame and success, scholars will defend my doctrines'? That's exactly this principle!