Jiang Yuan's reputation was earned through bloodshed; his hands were stained with the blood of millions of people far superior to him. Such a killing god was like a meteorite falling from the sky, a sign that he could destroy an entire city if he wasn't careful.
After all, Jiang Yuan has destroyed quite a lot of things. Since his debut, he has been killing wherever he goes, leaving behind a trail of millions of corpses.
"Damn, I'm too late!"
A large group of men in black arrived at the Bund, but apart from onlookers, there was no trace of Jiang Yuan and his group.
"Go and search quickly. Since they dare not show themselves, it proves that they have no confidence to face our black market forces. Therefore, this is definitely the best opportunity for us to get back at them."
The black market forces quickly dispersed throughout Haicheng, unaware that the person they were desperately searching for would soon come knocking on their door again. Only then would they realize how foolish their provocation had been.
"You're still the same person you always were, always making a big fuss wherever you go!"
After settling the elderly, Jiang Yuan set off again to meet up with Gong Suxin. Gong Suxin was clearly aware of everything that had happened in Haicheng, and she sighed as soon as Jiang Yuan arrived.
"Sister Suxin, you've wronged me!" Jiang Yuan led the two women into the lighthouse, which was far from the city.
"You brought your whole family? What, you don't trust me? You think I'll eat you up?" Gong Suxin glanced at Liu Zhaodi and An Xiaoyu.
Jiang Yuan shrugged and took responsibility, saying, "I'm usually quite busy outside, and I haven't brought my younger siblings over to introduce them to my older sister, so I had to take this opportunity to get acquainted with them."
Gong Suxin remained silent, staring at Liu Zhaodi in silence for a long time before finally saying, "No wonder I suffered a backlash when I divined for you back then. You didn't even explain that you have such a wife."
“Sister Suxin, my name is Liu Zhaodi. Thank you for helping take care of my husband the other day.” Liu Zhaodi asserted her ownership immediately.
"An Xiaoyu, Sister Suxin, just call me Xiaoyu."
An Xiaoyu quickly introduced herself as well.
"Not bad, Jiang Yuan is quite the ladies' man." Gong Suxin sighed inwardly. No wonder Jiang Yuan had always been indifferent to her. It turned out that he not only disliked her for being too old, but also had two beautiful wives at home.
Seeing the three women chatting away, Jiang Yuan asked, "Sister Suxin, you've been in Haicheng for a while now, you should know what's going on here, right?"
“That’s natural.” Gong Suxin nodded, then, after organizing her thoughts, continued, “Since its establishment, the Haicheng Safe Zone has been plagued by invasions from alien races. However, unlike other safe zones, the threats Haicheng faces do not come from land creatures such as the Holy Spirit Clan or the Beast Clan; they come from the sea.”
"Since the cataclysm, Haicheng has experienced a total of eighty-one waves of sea tides. Of these, seventy-three waves were successfully resisted, while the sea race breached the defenses on the remaining eight waves. It was because of these eight waves that the population of Haicheng's safe zone dropped from thirty million to ten million. Although the human birth rate has rebounded significantly since the start of the Apocalypse Era, the total population is still on a downward trend."
"Shipwreck?" Jiang Yuan asked, puzzled.
"Don't you know?" Gong Suxin put down the compass in her hand, then found a few chairs for Jiang Yuan and the others to sit down. "Haicheng has always been plagued by maritime disasters, which are actually sea creatures landing. However, their landings are extremely bloody and cruel. Wherever the sea creatures go, they kill all the land creatures and begin to transform the environment, turning the occupied territories into the ocean."
"The location of Haicheng is now starting to shrink inland because most of the original Haicheng before the disaster has been swallowed by the sea. If this continues, Haicheng will disappear completely within ten years."
When the topic of Haicheng's disappearance came up, Gong Suxin's expression turned solemn. Although she was not from Haicheng, she was still a member of the human race and had an inescapable duty to do anything that concerned the survival of the human race.
"I got this when I came here!" Jiang Yuan took out the Sea Spirit Conch he had obtained. After the Mermaid God was saved, the Sea Spirit Conch was completely unsealed.
"Such a strong causal relationship, but unfortunately, it seems that only you can use it!" Gong Suxin glanced at the sea conch and analyzed it from the perspective of a diviner.
Jiang Yuan's expression changed. Because he left in a hurry, he hadn't actually had a chance to activate the Sea Spirit Conch and give it a try.
"Husband, try to see if you can still hear the sounds inside," An Xiaoyu reminded her. She had already communicated with the Sea Spirit Conch before, but because the Sea Spirit Conch was in a partially unsealed state, it was difficult to communicate with it, so she did not get much information.
"Okay, I'll give it a try!"
Although Jiang Yuan came here for the mission of killing the god, the matter of Haicheng could not be delayed, because it concerned the lives of tens of millions of people in Haicheng.
When Jiang Yuan picked up the Sea Spirit Conch again, it was as if he had returned to the deep sea. He was that creature roaming in the endless sea, watching everything that happened in the deep sea from the perspective of the sea creatures.
After he entered this state, a voice came from inside the sea snail to his ears.
"The eighty-second calamity of Haicheng will descend at midnight on the seventeenth day of the third month of the sixth year of Tianqi. The sea creatures that landed there are mainly Yaksha sea monsters, blue ice claws, and serrated shrimp."
One sentence left Jiang Yuan frozen in place, because the time was too close.
"Zhao Di, what time is it today?" Jiang Yuan immediately asked, sensing that the information from the sea conch would be extremely useful.
"At three-quarters past the hour of Wei (1-3 PM)," Liu Zhaodi replied quickly.
But Jiang Yuan shook his head and asked again, "The specific year, month, and day are all required."
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