The length of fifteen centimeters already possesses considerable combat power.

This power, intangible and colorless, is purely a power of the mind, almost undetectable on a physical level. Even when slicing through the air, it makes no sound at all.

The stronger the enemy, the more confident they become in battle, often dodging within inches, sometimes even by a millimeter. This not only reduces physical exertion but also makes it easier to seize opportunities for timely counterattacks.

When others think your sword is only one meter and one centimeter long, but it's actually a full meter and twenty-five, what effect does that have?

If you seize the opportunity, one strike could cut through internal organs.

Moreover, even if the opponent is extremely alert and doesn't fall for it, the aura attached to the sword will still make them wary.

Of course, fifteen centimeters is still a bit too short!

If it were fifteen meters!

No, if it were one hundred and fifty meters!

He would dare to slay gods!

The battle scene alone is captivating just thinking about it.

Chen Shouyi experimented for a while, reducing the poor chair to shreds and a pile of wooden strips before finally stopping his destruction.

He gathered the wooden strips into a pile with telekinesis, placed them in a corner, and silently walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

After changing clothes and stepping out of the bathroom, he found that the Shell Lady had already woken up.

In recent days, Chen Shouyi had been so focused that he hadn't actively woken her up, so she remained in a dormant state, having only briefly awakened in a daze the night before last, attracted by the scent of Divine Blood. She'd now been asleep for a full fifty to sixty hours.

"Good Giant, Little One is very hungry!" the Shell Lady said, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

She had been awakened by hunger.

"Wait, I'll get you some honey!" Chen Shouyi said hastily.

He walked to the desk, opened the lid, scooped out a large spoonful of honey, and diluted it with warm water.

After the Shell Lady finished eating, he bathed her and changed her into clean clothes.

She immediately became lively, asking for jewels one moment, a mirror the next, and then wanting to change clothes.

Chen Shouyi placed all her small things on the bed and left her alone.

He zipped up the suitcase, locked it, and placed it in the top cabinet. The packet of Divine Blood Soil inside still had quite a bit of Divine Blood on it, but he didn't plan to use it this afternoon.

First, to adapt to newly gained attributes, and second, to find Bai Xiaoling to process a library card for Jiangnan University.

Using Divine Blood is ultimately just a trick; once it's used up, it's gone.

Cultivating the mind is the proper path.

"Little One, stay home. I'm going out for a while!"

"Okay!" The Shell Lady, playing with a glass bead, responded nonchalantly.

So obedient?

Chen Shouyi was surprised.

"Don't run around!" he said, as the garbage he had collected silently moved with his will towards the corner, and he stepped out of the door.

The Shell Lady listened as Chen Shouyi's footsteps gradually faded away, and with a hum of compliance, she immediately put down the glass bead, sniffed with her nose, and jumped off the bed. Her short legs ran all the way to the bathroom.

This is the place!

She gazed up at the tall washstand.

Then she leaped, her body bouncing like a flea, jumping seventy-eight centimeters high, grabbing the edge and flipping herself up. In the next moment, her eyes were fixed on the test tube.

Unfortunately, just in case, the test tube had been scrubbed clean by Chen Shouyi, leaving nothing inside.

This Divine Blood is too dangerous. Even without considering genetic invasion, just the lingering impact of will is not something such a naive creature could endure.

The Shell Lady hugged the cork, pushed against the edge of the test tube with her feet, her face flushed as she strained to pull it open, and after sniffing it for a while, jumped down from the washstand with a puzzled look.

...

Bai Xiaoling's office was in the police station nearby.

After arranging the library card, Chen Shouyi stepped out.

Roar...

Six combat aircraft loaded with ammunition flew overhead, emitting a tremendous roar.

"Could Dongning be at war again?" He glanced up and speculated.

In recent days, Hedong had been rather unsettled, combat aircraft mobilized quite frequently, reaching a wartime state. As mentioned in his parents' evening conversations, even the Pingzhou City had experienced barbarian invasions, and the situation was reportedly serious, with many Pingzhou City residents migrating to Hedong City.

"A turbulent time!" He sighed softly.

...

Pingzhou City's Huangjiang District.

Here is a newly built district in recent years, lined with high-rise buildings, bustling with activity.

However, at this moment, the once flourishing city had become desolate and ruined, engulfed in smoke, with remnants and broken walls everywhere, and numerous corpses lying in the streets, exuding a strong stench under the scorching sun.

On a sixty-story building, half-shattered, a gigantic being with a human body and snake tail wrapped around it, coiling the entire building into deep spiral grooves.

Countless glass and concrete fell from above.

This fearsome giant was the true form of the God of Fury.

Holding a grey stick intricately carved with patterns, he glared at the sky where several combat aircraft were rapidly retreating, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Damn ants, damn Tal!" He cursed thunderously.

The repetitive bombing day and night filled him with burning rage, with nowhere to vent.

He felt deceived by the cunning God of Hunting, as Earth was far from an easy conquest or a haven for gathering faith. Since arriving, the ants' attacks on him never ceased.

Attacks from the ground were manageable, but airborne assaults kept him enraged but helpless.

He found that in this world, his flying speed couldn't match these iron beasts.

In the meantime, he dispatched followers to take over the huge city, only to draw a bombardment as soon as they emerged, suffering significant losses.

Now, with his remaining Divine Power nearly exhausted, logically, such a state was extremely dangerous, posing a risk of his Divine Position further falling, necessitating a prompt return to the Tam World.

But he was unwilling to leave without achieving anything substantial and enduring heavy losses among his followers!

Being a deity of the Tam World, a dignified god, it was intolerable to be humiliated by ants.

His snake tail suddenly tensed, causing the entire building to be crushed into segments, with tens of thousands of tons of debris crashing down from above.

Causing a loud crash.

He descended upon the ruins, eyes blazing amidst the dust and smoke, fixated on the distant warplanes, and then flung his massive tail, unleashing fierce winds, swiftly pursuing forward.

A god of the Tam World sometimes revealed its character through its Divine Position.

The Divine Position is not just a tag for a deity; it is an expression of the logical thinking and power domain.

A deity's character and actions influence the Divine Position, and conversely, the Divine Position also shapes a deity's character, making it purer and more extreme than humans.

Like the God of Courage, who would never be cowardly or timid.

And the God of Fury, likewise, would not be a good-tempered deity.

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