Cosmic-Level Demon God

Fang Butang unscrewed the thermos cup lid, took a sip and said:

"Looking back over the past two millennia of the military department's bigwigs and council court officials, forty percent have come from Dongxia's list of a hundred seeds.

The Four National Universities describe it as 'the Grand Dragon Gate'; crossing it allows one to stand at the pinnacle of power with boundless prospects."

Chen Ruofu sighed:

"In past years, the Nine Surnames controlled the upward mobility space, blocking too many roads in front of them, making it very difficult to cross.

Only the seed quota, from drafting to approval, is judged by the Judicial Court throughout, and the Nine Surnames dare not and cannot extend their hands."

The two were chatting enthusiastically when Fang Butang poured cold water:

"The people in the Judicial Court are indeed troublesome; they are all authoritarian fanatics. In the seventh millennium, that Fei surname judge proposed the saying 'loyalty is not absolute, which means absolutely disloyalty,' which was popular internally.

Unless you're like them, any way you will be found fault with.

The stringent conditions for Dongxia's seeds are primarily due to rigorous background checks.

Which child from the Nine Surnames would dare to accept the deep background check of the Judicial Court?

Drag one hundred people out, and they would all be executed."

Chen Ruofu furrowed his brows, not comprehending Fang Butang's meaning:

"Do you think Xiao Qin can't pass the Judicial Court's background check? He was born on Old Factory Street, from a standard worker's family, tracing back, generations have participated in the Heng Province reclamation, entirely laboring masses.

If Xiao Qin accepts conscription, serves in the battle group, he would be a worker, farmer, soldier, perfectly red roots and upright!

This still can't become a Dongxia seed? I will definitely appeal to the Imperial Capital's central hub! Accuse the Judicial Court of corruption!"

Fang Butang sighed:

"Old Chen, did you forget, your Xiao Qin has another identity.

He has been favored by the Four Pillars, a very rare four-god joint selection."

Chen Ruofu's passionate emotion seemed to hit an iceberg, his gaze turning cold.

He was silent for a long time, acknowledging Fang Butang's reminder.

The factions within the Judicial Court are complex, and due to its long existence, it is no longer monolithic.

One part advocates for the divine pillars, seeing them as the key to Dongxia's generational inheritance, the protectors and sword-bearers of civilization;

Another part is extremely wary, even resistant, more supportive of the Nine Marshals' approach, believing that the newly born Dongxia must brave leaving the cradle and step beyond the galaxy to avoid following the old empire's path.

The Four Pillars merely play the role of 'farm owner,' feeding Dongxia like a turkey.

"On the bright side, Xiao Qin could still win acceptance from another part of the Judicial Court members."

Despite saying so, Chen Ruofu's face was heavy, and the label of four-god joint selection was inerasable, destined to be an obstacle for Qin Shi passing the Dongxia seed review, possibly even a hidden danger.

"When Xiao Qin attracted the simultaneous descent of the Four Pillars, I was happy at first and suppressed this matter for a while, intending to use it as a trump card against Central City.

Alas, benefits come with drawbacks, gains with losses, now it's time to worry."

Sneaking a glance at the troubled Chen Ruofu, Fang Butang put down the thermos cup and smiled:

"I have an idea, Old Chen, do you want to hear?"

"Spit it out!"

Chen Ruofu said irritably.

He was most annoyed by enigmatic people.

Especially Old Fang's "strategist's look," which was particularly punchable.

"The authoritarian fanatics of the Judicial Court are mostly Qin Marshal's fervent admirers. If your Xiao Qin could enter the Fourth Battle Group..."

Chen Ruofu's eyes lit up, quickly catching on, picking up the conversation:

"Right! Xiao Qin's teacher, Liang Zhengxiong, is a retired veteran of the Fourth Battle Group.

However, this person has some serious issues, I'm not really clear on what exactly. I just know he once went through the Judicial Court's military tribunal."

Fang Butang raised an eyebrow, was there such a thing?

He too discovered Liang Zhengxiong's extraordinary resume by flipping through Qin Shi's data, intending to use the Fourth Battle Group's identity as a cover to dilute the evident label of four-god joint selection.

"But on some level, it indicates he doesn't have a fatal issue, at least not treason, leaking secrets, or desertion offenses.

Otherwise, the Judicial Court wouldn't let him walk away unscathed."

Fang Butang thought carefully and added.

"Let's hope so. Today's Dongxia has too many ideologies and thoughts, with undercurrents surging.

I want Xiao Qin to become a Dongxia seed to have a layer of strong protection.

Through Shen Changyuan of the Nanhuang Daoist School, I figured out one thing; heroes and exceptional talents in the world often fall to petty people."

Chen Ruofu spoke earnestly, his eyes full of worry.

"Use the ability for suitable tasks."

Fang Butang viewed things more openly, "comforting" him:

"Think about these when you become the Planet Governor, Old Chen."

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...

"Ninth Senior Sister, Brother Ren... have all the media reporters left?"

Qin Shi, who had been standing like a statue, quietly asked Jian Yuzhu and Ren You who had approached.

"They've all dispersed. Although following those two from the Seventh Battle Group was subject to regulations prohibiting photos or videos, interviewing for verbal content wasn't problematic."

Ren You glanced around, the doorway was already quiet.

Thanks to Chen Yun leading Inspection Department agents to enforce a cordon, the crowd of onlookers dispersed like the tide.

"Then quickly support me, I'm about to fall, Brother Ren."

After maintaining an imposing posture for nearly ten minutes, Qin Shi finally collapsed.

The aftereffect of a tenfold amplification characteristic was that his body was emptied and drained completely.

Upon hearing this, Ren You hurriedly stepped forward to support Little Qin Junior Brother.

"Are you alright?"

Jian Yuzhu asked with concern.

"No problem, just exhausted, need to recover my strength."

Qin Shi, like a patient with muscle weakness, allowed his senior sister and brother to help him into the backyard.

He sat cross-legged, with the perfect core slowly spinning, absorbing free energy factors.

After breaking through to the Specialized Level, his cultivation efficiency was further enhanced.

Due to the permissions of the Nanhuang Daoist School being relaxed, the level of restrictions was lowered, and the overlap between the Netherworld Ocean and the material world was gradually increasing.

The normally thin energy factors suddenly became rich, like streams converging, gradually roaring, almost like a rushing river, surrounding Qin Shi.

Whether it was the "Void Meditation Technique," "Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual," or the main focus "Warfare Strategy."

All belong to the 'Big Eater Level'!

Like an adult Taotie, never full!

Now perfectly integrated and controlled by the core, when operated, it was like a terrifying sea vortex.

Energy factors, like an inverted waterfall, thundered into the Nanhuang Daoist School, giving the appearance of space tearing, and the firmament leaking.

Streams of energy surged, rushing into Qin Shi's mortal frame, filling the deficit from unfolding a tenfold amplification characteristic.

"Phew! Breaking through to the Specialized Level truly feels different."

Qin Shi remarked.

The mortal frame at its output limit received nourishment, like parched land receiving sudden rain.

Billions of cells became active, greedily absorbing energy factors.

"Enjoyable, so enjoyable. If I keep this training speed daily, catching up to Old Liang is just around the corner!"

While immersed, Qin Shi eyed the growing dimensional rift, somewhat worried.

Could this attract any Great Demon of the Netherworld or patron of the Chaos Faction?

After all, Old Factory Street had experienced two major incidents.

The munitions factory explosion and the last Electronic Demon, Qin Shi vividly remembered.

But after waiting a long while, the Inner Realm never sensed any abnormal aura.

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...

In the meditation room of Nanhuang Daoist School, Yu Weiwei sat with her eyes closed, her serene face bathed in a gentle glow.

From a distance, she resembled a statue of a goddess.

Thoughts brushed, spirits collided, strands of flame emerged, illuminating the sea of consciousness, forming several brilliant rings.

"Little Qin Junior Brother's cultivation commotion is really intense."

Yu Weiwei opened her eyes suddenly, stood up, soared, appeared at the rift between the Netherworld Ocean and the material world.

Stepping forward, she entered.

At the moment of entering the Netherworld, the spiritual halo suspended behind her head enveloped her body, dramatically changing her appearance.

Her form expanded like flowing clouds, with her feet vanishing in the surging mist, resembling a celestial being of the clouds.

Yu Weiwei gracefully spread her wide sleeves, the ribbons brushed past the Netherworld Ocean, and clusters of precious lotus flowers bloomed sequentially.

A dark mass, the patron's followers like a ferocious wave were all smashed and shattered.

"He is under my protection."

Yu Weiwei, usually like the girl next door, now revealed a haughty, imposing demeanor.

"Get far away."