What Chen Jing felt was one routine after another, but it was not a big problem. He was not the one being calculated by everyone, he was just one of those being calculated by them.
Whether it is Lih, the Crisis Committee, Asha, Azathoth, Odin, or the unknown forces that have appeared now, everyone is calculating something and making plans. This is a chessboard called the world.
However, because of his identity as the God of Creation, Chen Jing couldn't really stay out of it, at least not now. So, he was unwilling to be a pawn, even a protected pawn.
Now he felt a great sense of crisis. Before, he was playing with Cthulhu, Norse gods and the two Chinese gods, but Chen Jing always thought that this was cooperation. Now seeing the landing capsule on this day, combined with Anna and Asha's previous reminders, Chen Jing looked back and his scalp tingled.
In the past, he had sought help and support from those gods, but he would eventually have to repay them. Was there anything about him that was worthy of their attention? It was nothing more than his status as the Creator God, so what they wanted was probably this world.
Many things that seemed vague before suddenly became clear. The gods in Odin's world were destined to be destroyed, and the goal was obvious. Ji Xuanyuan and Jiang Lieshan were summoned by Chen Jing and could be ignored. Azathoth might really be here to play, but the behavior of Yoge and the others was a bit ambiguous.
It wasn't that Chen Jing didn't want to accept them, nor was the issue their obvious leverage. The issue was that Chen Jing realized the fragility of his own power. He had too little real, reliable power, and borrowing power from everywhere would only lead to more and more losses.
Chen Jing frowned. This was not the first time he had felt this problem, but never so strongly. The gods who came to this alien world would one day pursue their own interests. Chen Jing had to work on his future. He could trust Asha and Anna first and use them to help him train the reincarnation army, but in the final analysis, at the beginning he, Chen Jing, was just an admiral with a small fleet.
Fenrir nudged Chen Jing: "What should we do now?"
Chen Jing nodded: "Let's first let the gods who are on the same line with us knock down these stupid things, then clean up and start infrastructure construction." This was the decision made by Chen Jing after careful consideration. Li He's plan was very ambitious. Chen Jing saw some clues in the information. In the next few years, there will be major changes.
But Chen Jing's current hard power does not support him to stir up trouble everywhere, he needs to stabilize himself first.
"Humanity's technological level is too low. We need to search for relics, find the remains of second- or third-generation civilizations. Those are powerful. Then, on the magical side, we should go to the secondary world to take a look. Our short-term goal is to increase our strength." Chen Jing planned for the future. "Then I need to investigate what is going to happen in my own world. I am very panicked."
Fenrir nodded: "I'll go with you. I don't want to go back and be tied up."
Chen Jing patted her head and said, "Sure, but I have to limit the other gods. If they keep going in and out of this world, I feel there will be sequelae."
It wasn't that Chen Jing suddenly transformed into a dio, engaging in a battle of wits and courage with the air; it was simply his utterly terrifying reflection that affected the entire multiverse, a super-calamity that Li He had been planning for hundreds of millions of years. Who could withstand this?!
However, among humans, his resources should be very rich. The God of Time and Space opens a backdoor, and he has several mythological worlds as allies. The only problem is that he himself is not good enough.
This time, sacrifice Joel to Cheng Mulin in exchange for support from their organization. Chen Jing nodded.
Now, he wants to pull the humans in this laboratory onto his chariot.
"Miss Valissa is outside." Fenrir pushed him.
"I know." Chen Jing ruffled Fenrir's silver hair. It always felt so good. I wonder what kind of brush he used?
"Chen Jing, you have a brain today."
Chen Jing was stunned: "What about before?"
"Like a fool."
"Well, I just don't like to care so much. Now I can't do that anymore. I have a dream."
"What is it?" Fenrir tilted his head.
Chen Jing pressed his hand against the door. "I want to bring happiness to those who have suffered under my writing." Shamils appeared on his body, covering his entire body with cold metal. "This is the last stubbornness of the Pigeon Writer."
Valissa stood at the door in heavy armor: "I hope you can give me an explanation of what is going on." Behind her, a group of people who were supposed to fight the Demon King and several leading generals were there.
Chen Jing drew out the sword given to him by Vilas. He named it "Zhanxing", which means cutting off the stars. He hoped that one day this little broken sword could do it.
He held his head high and said, "Isn't it obvious? The evil demons from outside the domain are invading, and we just need to hold our ground and wait for help."
"Where are the reinforcements coming from?"
"The Demon King's Army." Shocking words.
Irelia was not surprised.
A female general with short light blue hair asked, "Why do you think the Demon King's army will save us? Aren't these demons summoned by them?"
"Because I am the Demon King, I not only believe, but I am certain that this was not summoned by me."
"You are the Demon King?" Valisa's eyes widened. "Then this has been a farce from the beginning?"
Chen Jing blushed: "No, all of this is to fight against the real evil demon from outside the domain."
"I see." Everyone nodded, feeling that the Demon King was truly shrewd and calculating.
Valissa posed one final question: "So, why should we trust you? Why go to battle an enemy we don't know if we can win? Maybe they're just out to get you?"
"Hahaha, interesting. Then let me ask you, are you going to bow down to the evil demon or fight alongside the devil?"
Valissa was silent for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and said, "Remember, one day I will settle accounts with you. Now let's go and drive out those evil demons who dare to have fun at our doorstep." She turned around and several generals followed.
Irelia nodded to him, and the expressions of the others were even more subtle.
"They only have a few tens of thousands of people, yet they boast of defeating nearly ten million enemies, and those enemies are all space armies." Fenrir looked at Varissa's back and said with a lowered head, "Aren't we being too deceitful?"
"It doesn't matter. No one realizes their own weakness unless they get humiliated in the end, whether it's him or me." Chen Jing turned around and said, "Contact RT5. What's the current situation in outer space?"
"There are as many small warships as ants. It's very troublesome to clean them up. Lih's army blocked the big ones, but there must still be some that slipped through the net. Now be careful." RT5 finished speaking, and the voice of the armed assault ship interrupted the channel: "I'm going to blow them all up!"
"We are very poor here, so spend less money," Chen Jing reminded.
RT5 replied wearily, "It's because you want to do so many fancy things."
"The same to you."
"Hahaha." They smiled at each other.
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