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The girl remained silent for a minute, loosening her tightly clenched fist to reveal a grayish pill resting in her palm. At that moment, Monster Teacher understood; she had traded the clothes he gave her for supplies.
Yohou sighed, his figure swaying in the makeshift shelter. In the blink of an eye, he returned with a piece of clothing, similar to the one he had sewn before. If it weren't for the color being different, the girl would have thought it was the original.
"Koro-sensei... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have exchanged the clothes you gave me for medicine, but my brother is running out of time..." Under Monster Teacher's Tentacle, she put on the new outfit, her voice choked as she recounted what had happened.
—Living in this world is incredibly difficult.
When Chen Fan and Monster Teacher arrived here, all the residents of the Slum gathered around, their curious, confused, and bewildered gazes fixed on the shelter.
Most of them were children; after their parents died, they continued to struggle to survive—
In this apocalyptic world, what was needed were strong young men; anything else was just a burden.
Sensing many eyes upon him, Chen Fan stepped out of the shelter. His gaze fell upon several elderly people, children, and disabled individuals missing limbs.
"Excuse me, sir... may I ask why you are here?" an elderly man stammered as he approached from the crowd, leaning on a wooden stick.
The child before him was strikingly noticeable, dressed in unusual clothing that hinted at an extraordinary identity.
This made those lingering here feel uneasy; in their past memories, many 'adults' from prosperous areas had come here to vent their frustrations, often resulting in violence against the weak.
Chen Fan scanned the area; the people here seemed more genuine than those from the affluent district—at least there were fewer false faces.
—Fear, dread, and disgust were all evident on their faces; it was easy to see.
"You don't need to worry about me; I'll be leaving soon," Chen Fan said calmly before turning his gaze away and returning to the shelter. At that moment, the child lying on the haystack had already been treated by Monster Teacher, and there was now a hint of color returning to his pale face.
“Chen Fan, I have decided to build a school here!” Monster Teacher said earnestly. It had walked through countless smoke-filled cities, and one would think it would be numb to such tragic scenes...
Yet, seeing it once more, it found its own cold blood beginning to boil.
Chen Fan did not interfere with Monster Teacher's decision; he had no reason to do so. Instead, he appreciated this aspect of Monster Teacher’s character, which felt quite heartwarming.
“Since Koro-sensei is preparing to build a school here, as a student, I’ll lend you a hand!” A faint smile appeared on Chen Fan's calm face as he stepped out of the makeshift shelter and began to chant the Spirit Words in front of everyone.
“I provoke the gods above with these words, exercising their divine authority—
The earth responds to my call!”
As the Spirit Words echoed, countless people exchanged glances; the youthful tone carried an air of authority.
While they were still immersed in the atmosphere created by the Spirit Words, the entire land began to emit dazzling rays of light. The crops planted in the open ground shot up rapidly, growing, blooming, and bearing fruit—all within a short time.
“Corn... the corn has sprouted... this...!”
“Look at the wheat! Wasn’t that just planted? How can it be ready already?”
“Could it be that the Divine One has finally answered our prayers? Out of compassion, granting us this miracle?”
“God? Big brother, are you a god?” A clear voice broke the silence, drawing everyone's attention to the figure in front of the shelter. All these changes began after that person uttered those strange words.
Chen Fan smiled but did not explain. However, this silence led everyone to conclude his identity: he was a deity who had descended from above; even if he wasn’t, he was certainly a messenger of the gods. Otherwise, how could he conjure miracles with just a wave of his hand?
Only miracles could transform dying crops into edible food in an instant!
The events occurring in the Slum quickly spread, capturing the attention of the entire Station. Countless individuals armed with weapons rushed in from the bustling areas, their spirits high.
Divine intervention? A miracle? Redemption? Such words echoed throughout the Station, causing a slight change in expression among the ruling elite. Rumors like these often marked the beginning of someone attempting to undermine their authority.
In the Slum, as Chen Fan was mistaken for a deity, Monster Teacher revealed its true form, referring to itself as the Messenger of the Gods. This led the ancient people to conjure up vivid images of a divine being accompanied by a messenger coming to save the world.
Thus, among countless children, a Tentacle Monster waved its Tentacles, yet no one displayed fear. Even some older adults merely smiled with relief upon witnessing it.
The messenger of the gods truly has a kind heart!
While some harbored doubts about Chen Fan and Monster Teacher having ulterior motives, any skepticism was swallowed when they witnessed crops transform from seedlings into edible food with just a wave of their hands.
After all, this was a miracle that could not be ignored. How could an ordinary person possess such power if not for an omnipotent deity?
…
After the Satellite was launched, the base located in Foreign Powers began its operations.
With eyes watching from afar, anything happening within thousands of miles would faithfully be reported back to the AI Brain of Foreign Powers.
"According to current intelligence, there exists a Station one thousand miles to the east. Unmanned reconnaissance drones have already been dispatched to gather information!" said the Young General to his superiors.
In the Temporary Command Center, before the commanders from various nations unfolded a slowly revealing apocalyptic scene depicted in data transmitted by the Satellite.
Suddenly, the image changed, and everyone’s eyes widened in shock—
In the video, a yellow monster was playing with a group of children, while in the corner of the frame, a figure floated in mid-air and cast a glance at the camera.
Those piercing eyes seemed to penetrate through the screen, locking onto the viewers, causing everyone to shudder and break into a cold sweat.
"This is the entity known as 'Yellow Demon' and the 'Thunder Lord' from the Deep Bureau!" someone stated, revealing a well-known fact.
In the command center, Coulson blinked and smiled slightly; he had finally located the whereabouts of his superior!
"Leave the eastern region to S.H.I.E.L.D. for exploration!" Coulson said, raising his hands in a gesture of helplessness as he noticed the gazes directed at him. It seemed no one wanted to come into contact with Chen Fan.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; the Thunder Lord was too daunting. It was best not to engage with him under such uncertain circumstances.
Thus, aside from the eastern territory, other regions fell into intense debate.
Coulson did not linger. Having confirmed the area for exploration, he returned to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s headquarters to relay the next steps.
"Captain... we are preparing to advance eastward, so I’ll need your assistance along the way!" Coulson smiled, knowing that Captain America's strength was indispensable as one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s only combat assets in this interdimensional exploration team.
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