"These seven days are the last lessons I will teach you as an instructor."

“I hope you can gain something from it.”

After Lin Qiye finished his last sentence, he turned and left.

The silent cabin suddenly became noisy. The recruits were talking to each other, their eyes full of worry and confusion.

"Eliminated means leaving... this is too cruel!"

"We've worked so hard for so long, who would be willing to just give up like this?"

"I left my hometown just to come to the capital and become a night watchman. I will never give up just like that!"

"This is truly a devilish training, pushing us all to death!"

"You think Instructor Lin is lying to us?"

“…”

Soon, several instructors came out of the cabin and distributed winter clothes, dry food, fresh water, and maps to them one by one.

When they saw the route depicted on the map, they couldn't help but gasp!

"Snowfields, frozen lakes, cliffs, rift valleys... this route is really tough." Ding Chongfeng, who had military experience, turned pale when he saw this route. "Is this really a journey that can be completed in six days?"

"I don't know." Fang Mo sighed, "But we have no choice but to move forward."

Lu Baoyou sat alone, took the map, and without even looking at it, put it directly into the interlayer of his winter clothes and closed his eyes to rest.

…

When Lin Qiye returned to the cabin where the instructors were, a bitter smile appeared on Yuan Gang's lips.

"Qiye, how are you going to end this?"

"I already have an idea." Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "I just need some cooperation from the authorities..."

Lin Qiye briefly explained his plan. Yuan Gang was silent for a moment, then nodded. "No problem, but are you sure this will work?"

"Seven days is not enough to improve the physical strength or the Forbidden Ruins. In this case, we can only start from the aspect of mentality..."

Lin Qiye turned his head and glanced at the direction of the cabin where the recruits were. "Whether it will be effective depends on their own understanding."

…

Daxia, the western border.

Pamir Plateau.

On the desolate plateau, a figure mysteriously emerged from the earth like a ghost.

He was a burly man nearly two meters tall, wearing a dark yellow classical Western-style suit. The muscles on his arms bulged like hills, and in his narrow and deep eye sockets, a pair of deep eyes looked calmly behind him.

Not far from him was a surging wall of fog.

This is the westernmost part of the entire Daxia, and it is also the boundary separating the Daxia territory from the outside world.

"Finally got in..." the burly man slowly uttered a sentence in English.

He turned around, looked at the snow-covered plateau in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then took a step forward.

He had just walked for a while when he slowly stopped as if he had discovered something.

His eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

Rumble——!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently, and "Klein" level aura fluctuations were released from his body without reservation!

"Don't be nervous." A voice came from a distance. Although it was also in English, it sounded a little awkward, as if it had an Indian accent. "If you make too much noise, it will attract the Great Xia God."

The burly man in a yellow suit turned and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

At some point, a figure dressed in black had been standing behind him like a ghost, with a pair of pale, eerie eyes without pupils staring straight at the burly man, and a cold bloody energy oozing out of his body.

The burly man frowned and stared at him for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out something.

"Are you an agent sent by the Indian God?" The burly man frowned slightly. "How did you pass through the border of Daxia without being discovered?"

"Is it difficult?" The man in black said calmly, "Daxia's current monitoring of the foggy border can only work on gods. It's like a fishing net that specifically catches big fish. God agents like us who have not yet reached the realm of gods are just small shrimps. We can sneak in with a little trickery.

You, Olympus, sent your agent, the God of Earth, to investigate the true and false of the God of Daxia, isn't it because you know this?"

The burly man didn't expect that he would reveal his identity in just one sentence, and his brows frowned even more tightly.

"We are all agents of God who have been trained by our respective kingdoms and sent here to gather intelligence, so our goals are the same." The man in black spoke calmly, and took the initiative to extend his hand, "We can work together to gather intelligence.

You can call me Singh, the agent of the demon god Asura."

The burly man sneered, "Teaming up with a bunch of Indians like you? I'm not interested."

He turned and walked away.

Black-clad Singh frowned and said in a cold voice: "Don't forget, now, you Olympus and our Temple of the Gods are allies."

"Alliance? That sounds good." The burly man sneered, "If we were really allies, the two of us wouldn't be standing here like this."

Singh's eyes turned cold.

He understood what the burly man meant.

After the Great Summer Court was born, it destroyed Takama-ga-hara with an extremely domineering attitude, shocking many overseas divine kingdoms. However, there has been no movement since then.

This made the overseas divine kingdom a little confused about what the Great Xia God wanted to do, or in other words... what were they planning?

Asgard in Northern Europe received the war letter from the Heavenly Lord, which could be regarded as a declaration of war against the Nordic gods. But why did the date have to be set ten days later? Does this mean that during these ten days, the Great Xia God was in a weak state?

If you say that after destroying Takama-ga-hara, the Great Xia God was unharmed, most of the other gods would not believe it.

If the Great Xia God's vitality is really damaged, then now is the best time to launch a surprise attack on Great Xia, so they secretly sent their own agents to sneak into Great Xia to gather information and look for opportunities...

Except for Asgard, which was worried because of receiving the challenge from the Celestial Lord, other divine kingdoms basically wanted to test the strength of Daxia. After all, if they could be the first to launch a sneak attack on Daxia and succeed, they could monopolize a lot of benefits and resources.

Singh and the burly man standing here are themselves the embodiment of the four great divine kingdoms, each with their own ulterior motives.

They all want to secretly take the lead! M..

"Forget it, since you are unwilling to join forces, I will go find the people from Asgard." Singer shook his head and turned to leave.

Hearing this, the burly man was stunned.

"Asgard has sent agents here too? Aren't they preparing for war?"

"Don't you understand the suspicious character of the God of Trickery? He must have thought of the possibility that Daxia was bluffing. Even if Odin didn't give the order, he would take measures on his own." Singer spoke calmly, his pale eyes looking towards the other side of the plateau.

"My eyes tell me... He sent a woman and a man into Daxia."