It's like grabbing a handful of rice to see how the harvest is this year, and then letting the rice slip from your palm—the twelve members of the Heavenly Group fall from the palm of the divine body like grains of rice.

Six people died instantly, and three more died from falling from a height of over two thousand meters.

Of the twelve people, only three survived.

With Li Changzhou's current control over his divine body, it would be difficult for him not to kill people. It's like drinking a glass of water and having to leave exactly twelve drops in the glass. Without training, no one can do that; it's all about luck.

As his divine body slowly shrank, Li Changzhou seized the opportunity and took a deep breath.

A dazzling light surged forth, as if guided by his breath, and all the lights of Song City flowed toward him, surging into his body like a raging torrent.

Electricity, wind power, tidal forces, the stars in the sky, and cosmic radiation all transformed into vital energy, becoming nourishment for his body.

Songcheng was plunged into darkness, resembling a dead city. After two seconds, the lights cautiously came back on, as if worried that there might be bad guys outside.

Li Changzhou shrunk to the size of a normal person, his face turning pale.

"Brother?" Li Qianxia walked over, wanting to help him up.

Yang Qinglan looked at his face.

"It's nothing," Li Changzhou shook his head.

The divine body made no attack; Bagua Palm, Nine Turns Linked Mandarin Duck Kick, Spiral Force, the swordsmanship it had just learned, heat vision, and so on—none of these worked.

If any one of these measures were used, Songcheng, I dare not say, but Songjiang District would definitely be razed to the ground.

Just now, Li Changzhou simply clenched his fist.

He didn't expend too much energy, and after taking a deep breath at the speed of 'finishing the last step as soon as the exam bell rings,' his body could still hold on.

His pale complexion was mainly due to the energy expenditure required to maintain his divine body.

Li Changzhou flew to the building's landing pad, where most of the area had become ruins, with the concrete peeling away to reveal the steel frame underneath.

He reached out and helped Zheng Qing up.

"Thank you," he said.

Zheng Qing was stunned, still reeling from the shock, and perhaps didn't even realize that she had already stood up.

“If you go back to the Special Operations Bureau now, you’ll probably be punished. Will you give me a job?” Li Changzhou asked.

Zheng Qing slowly came to understand the meaning of his words.

She shook her head: "...Thank you, but I'm a soldier."

Judging from her expression, it was as if she were in another world.

“Okay—” Li Changzhou thought for a moment, “Give me your ID card.”

Zheng Qing remained in a daze and handed the ID card to Li Changzhou without thinking.

Li Changzhou currently has 15 identity cards, each possessing at least an S-level instinct.

He stripped the Holy Master of his title, replaced his own Hell Path with the Holy Master's special effect, and then gave the Hungry Ghost Path to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing's original instinct was a 10% pain immunity, but this was replaced by the Hungry Ghost Realm.

Immediately afterwards, Li Changzhou activated the black mist again, giving her one of the nine Heavenly Group identity cards, an S-level Instinct Power.

When the skill was given, Zheng Qing was in great pain, curled up on the ground, her clothes soaked with sweat, and the veins on her neck were as thick as loaches, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

Fortunately, she had no intention of fighting against Li Changzhou and managed to get through it.

The overall trend has been downgraded by one level, becoming S-.

【Name: Trend】

[Type: Skill]

[Quality: S-]

[Special Effect: The stronger the faction you belong to, the richer your luck, and the faster your strength grows.]

Minimum requirement for use: Living being

[Introduction: 1. With high luck, you have a greater chance of obtaining a high-level identity, treasures, triggering side quests, and rare skills appearing in the exchange list after entering the dungeon;]

2. Depending on the strength of the faction, the cultivation speed can range from 0% to 500%.

3. The tide is in my hands! (Complete a side quest directly; usable once per month)

[Note: The tide is in my hands. What can I do if I occasionally cause a ripple? (The tide: Losing to the divine body is by no means my fault, hmph! But the divine body is so handsome and big!)]

Could it be Xiaoyue who wrote the note?

Li Changzhou returned the ID card to Zheng Qing.

"If anything happens in the future, just come to me. Also, tell certain people in the Special Operations Bureau that they can come at me for anything. Don't touch Qinglan Store. If I lose a book, I'll destroy a city. I mean what I say."

"Long Day!" Zheng Qing endured the pain brought on by the black mist. "Come with me. With me here and your strength, the Special Operations Bureau will definitely not—"

"I don't care what the Special Operations Bureau's attitude is towards me. My attitude remains the same: cooperate as much as possible in the game, and don't do evil in real life."

Li Changzhou took a step back, and he, Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, ​​and Yaochi transformed into a vortex of oil paint and disappeared from Song City.

Zheng Qing looked at the empty night sky, staggered to her feet, and felt a chill as the cold wind blew by, her sweat making her feel cold all over.

She gasped for breath and glanced at the Hungry Ghost Path and the Great Power on her identity card.

Dozens of golden rays streaked across the sky and landed in Songcheng. Within each ray of light was a national team.

As Zheng Qing put away her ID card, she took a deep breath, regained her composure, and looked at the people.

Maldives, 4:22 PM.

The sea is azure, and the sunset is pink, like a dream.

The sound of crashing waves filled my ears, and the island seemed to be reflected in a mirror of the sky.

"A white, trailing sand beach? Is this Mofushi Island?" Yaochi recognized the exact location at a glance.

"Sister Yao, you've been here before?" Li Qianxia asked curiously.

Winter has come.

In early December, the Maldives experiences daily lows of 25 degrees Celsius and highs of 30 degrees Celsius, making it the peak tourist season.

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