Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 660: The Border Will Be in Chaos and the Disaster (For Eghver. Peace +2)

"Alas, Moyu,"

Zuo Qing'er rubbed her brows, a rare look of fatigue appearing on her delicate face.

"I know the situation at the border is dire, and every Night Watchman is precious."

"But the matter of Shenlong Pass is like a thorn in my side. I can't sleep or eat unless I remove it."

Chen Moyu certainly understood Zuo Qing'er's concerns.

On the border, monsters are ready to move, and war is on the verge of breaking out. Any disturbance may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Shenlong Pass, as the gateway to the border, is of paramount importance.

"But, Mr. Guan..." Chen Moyu hesitated for a moment.

"Isn't he researching a new type of psychic weapon? Will transferring him away at this time affect the research progress?"

"Research is important, but people are more important." Zuo Qing'er's eyes were firm.

"You and I are both aware of Mr. Guan's strength. With him around, even if there is any problem at Shenlong Pass, it can be suppressed in time."

"What's more, he has a sharp mind and might be able to spot details that we overlooked."

Chen Moyu nodded and said nothing more.

She knew that Zuo Qing'er's decision was right, but she was still a little worried.

After all, Mr. Guan is the Night Watch's trump card and cannot be used easily.

"I'll go and invite Mr. Guan." Chen Moyu took a deep breath and turned around to leave.

There was a hint of tension in the air, like the calm before the storm, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

"and many more,"

Zuo Qing'er suddenly called her, "Moyu, how is the recruitment of new soldiers going?"

Chen Moyu stopped and reported, "The recruitment of new soldiers is going smoothly. The number of applicants has exceeded expectations."

"But... we're a bit short on instructors."

"Not enough instructors?"

Zuo Qing'er frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

"We were already short on instructors, and with the recent tense situation at the border, many instructors have been transferred to support the front lines."

Chen Moyu explained helplessly,

"The only instructors available now are a few veterans and some recent graduates, and it's hard to guarantee their quality."

Zuo Qing'er pondered for a moment, "

Chen Moyu was shocked: "The [Masked] team? But, they are not..."

"I know what you are worried about," Zuo Qing'er interrupted her.

"The members of the Masked Team have special identities, so having them serve as instructors is a bit risky."

"But these are extraordinary times, and we need all the strength we can muster."

"Furthermore, the strength and experience of the [Masked] team is unmatched by other instructors."

"I believe they can do the job and train more outstanding warriors for the Night's Watch."

"But..." Chen Moyu was still a little hesitant.

"The personalities of the [Masked] team members are... rather odd. I'm worried they might corrupt the new recruits."

"Strange personality?"

Zuo Qing'er's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Moyu, you underestimate these new recruits. The fact that they can pass the selection of the Night's Watch proves that they have extraordinary qualities."

"I believe they will be able to adapt to the [Masked] team's teaching methods and even benefit from them."

"And..." Zuo Qing'er paused, her tone becoming serious.

"The Masked Squad is a sharp weapon for the Night's Watch, but also a double-edged sword."

“We have to get the best out of them, but also be vigilant about them.”

"Allowing them to serve as instructors is also a disguised form of supervision."

Chen Moyu was silent.

She knew that Zuo Qing'er's decision was well-considered, and she had no reason to object.

"I understand, Sister Qing'er." Chen Moyu nodded.

"I'll arrange for the [Masked] team to return as soon as possible."

Zuo Qing'er smiled with satisfaction: "Go, Moyu. Remember, the future of the Night's Watch lies in the hands of young people like you."

Chen Moyu straightened his back, turned around and left the office.

Her heart was filled with a sense of responsibility, but she also felt a bit of pressure.

She knew that she was responsible for the future of the Night's Watch and could not slack off in the slightest.

At the same time, Shenlong Pass.

As the sun sets, the entire pass is dyed blood red.

The towering city walls are covered with traces of time, as if an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life is silently guarding this land.

In a corner of the pass, a figure hid in the shadows, silently observing everything around him.

He was a man wearing a silver robe of divine oracle. The robe was embroidered with intricate patterns and shone with a strange light under the setting sun.

He wore a white mask on his face, hiding his true features and revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

He is none other than Mirror Disaster.

"Shenlong Pass... Night Watchman..." The corner of Jingzai's mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

“It’s a really nice place.”

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the cold city wall.

His fingers were long and pale, as if they had no warmth at all.

"It's not difficult to destroy this place." Jingzai muttered to himself.

"First, cut off communications and seize control... Then, we can begin the massacre."

There was a crazy light in Jingzai's eyes, as if he saw countless blood and death.

He took a deep breath, as if savoring the smell of blood in the air.

"It's really exciting..."

Suddenly, Jingzai's gaze stopped at an inconspicuous corner on the city wall.

There, there is a small camera, silently recording his every move.

Jingzai's smile became even brighter.

"So what if I find out?" He smiled contemptuously. "Soon, everything here will belong to me."

He slowly raised his hand and stretched it towards the camera.

His finger is getting closer and closer to the camera...

At this moment, a voice suddenly came:

"Hey, Old Shen, you're on patrol so early today?"

A slightly greasy voice came from behind, breaking Jingzai's "beautiful plan".

Jingzai paused for a moment, what a bummer!

But years of experience allowed him to quickly regain his composure, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth hidden under the silver mask.

He wanted to see who was so blind.

The owner of the voice is Shen Changqing, an apprentice demon hunter from the Demon Suppression Division.

He was wearing a slightly loose uniform, holding a tattered "Demon Extermination Compendium" in his hand, and walking on patrol with an expressionless face.

The Demon Suppression Division never sees the sun all year round, and the air is filled with a faint smell of blood and rust, making people feel depressed and uncomfortable.

But he seemed to be accustomed to it, his expression as indifferent as an emotionless robot.

"Yeah." Shen Changqing was very frugal with words and just responded lightly as a greeting.

He looked around calmly, as if searching for something.

The man chuckled and came close to Shen Changqing.

He said, "Old Shen, I heard that there's going to be some big news recently. Things are not peaceful over there on the border, and the monsters are starting to get restless again."

Shen Changqing didn't stop, still moving forward at a steady pace. "It has nothing to do with me."

"Hey, don't say that," the man continued, unwilling to give up.

"We are all members of the Demon Suppression Division, and we should stick together."

"Besides, if the higher-ups really want to allocate more manpower, we apprentices will definitely not be able to escape."

Shen Changqing finally stopped. He turned his head and looked at the man calmly, which made him feel uneasy.

"so?"

"So... hey, Old Shen, you see, we're all brothers in the same boat. How about you teach me a few tricks? That way I can save my life when the time comes."

The man rubbed his hands and said in a flattering manner.

Shen Changqing was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered two words: "May you be blessed."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the man and continued walking forward.

The man looked at Shen Changqing's departing back and curled his lips.

He muttered quietly, "Why are you pretending to be so cool? Isn't it just luck that the director took a fancy to you? What's so great about that?"

Of course Shen Changqing heard the man's muttering, but he didn't take it to heart.

He knew that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, strength is the only way to succeed.

Everything else is empty.

"Hey, isn't this Shen Changqing, the cool and aloof girl from our Demon Suppression Division? What's going on, patrol?"

A sarcastic voice interrupted Shen Changqing's thoughts.

Shen Changqing raised his head and saw a young man in a gorgeous uniform walking towards him with several followers.

The man had a mocking smile on his face.

Shen Changqing's eyes were slightly cold, and he said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to see what the genius of our Demon Suppression Division is capable of."

The man sneered and took a few steps towards Shen Changqing.

"I heard that you've been very popular recently. Even the director looks at you differently."

"However, I advise you to keep a low profile, so as not to be..."

Before the man could finish his words, suddenly, a cold light flashed.

"careful!"