Dawn of a New Era

Hotel Presidential Suite.

A group of high-ranking military officers gathered around the door, walking up and down, looking anxious.

Zhang Huaihe whispered: Why haven't you woke up yet? You've been asleep for a day and a night.

Maybe I'm too tired. After all, I'm fighting against a powerful god like the Lord of Lightning. A European Union general whispered, By the way, after Mr. Chen came back, didn't the doctor check him?

Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other.

When Mr. Chen came back, he was alive and well, not to mention his injuries, he didn't even have a cut on his skin, if it wasn't for the fact that the Lord of Lightning was definitely dead, one would suspect that the other party just went out for a stroll.

At this time, you asked him to have a full body check?

It's just sick.

What's more, Mr. Chen had to agree to it.

But then again, just because it’s fine on the surface doesn’t mean it’s really fine, and if it’s fine when you come back, it doesn’t mean it’s fine in the future. After all, it’s a very powerful Mangod. Ordinary people don’t talk about contact, just getting close can make their souls collapse.

A bit insidious, secretive and despicable methods are really too normal.

The more Zhang Huaihe thought about it, the more wrong he became, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, please don't have an accident, don't have an accident here.

He gestured to the deputy chief of staff next to him: Go and open the door!

Shan Zefeng's heart beat wildly when he heard the words, why me, no, why me, is it because I am the lowest rank?

He couldn't help swallowing, and resisted passively and powerlessly: Chief, I don't have a key.

Behind the crowd, the hotel manager, who had no sense of presence or winks at all, immediately handed over the key with a smile on his face: Commanders, generals, the key is here, I have prepared it for a long time. All right.

Shan Zefeng gestured to the hotel manager with his eyes, but found that the other party couldn't get it at all, so he had no choice but to reach out to take the key and continue his last effort: How about...wait a minute, maybe Mr. it's not good!

Tell you to drive, and you will drive. Zhang Huaihe said impatiently.

How dare a deputy chief of staff be so timid.

There is no arrogance of a soldier who is not afraid of death.

Mr. Chen is not a scourge, and his attitude is quite easy-going when in contact with him. He doesn't have the airs and arrogance of being a powerful person at all. Even if he is woken up, he will probably be annoyed at most... right?

Shan Zefeng kept taking deep breaths, holding the key in his hand and shoving it into the keyhole. There was no laughter, and there was silence behind him, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard. Everyone's face was serious, and their bodies subconsciously leaned back slightly.

It seemed that the gate in front was not an ordinary gate, but the gate of hell, or that there was a terrifying beast sleeping inside that would wake up at any moment.

Of course, in fact, it is more or less the case.

Shan Zefeng tried several times with the key, but his hand was shaking non-stop as if he couldn't control it at all, and he couldn't insert it into the keyhole smoothly at all. Time passed by, and his back was soaked soon.

Finally, when I don't know if it is the ninth or tenth attempt.

The key was finally inserted into the door lock smoothly.

However, before turning the key, the door opened automatically.

Chen Shouyi's face was sleepy and his eyes were fluffy. He opened the door. He was only wearing a pair of big underpants and his upper body was naked.

He glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Zhang Huaihe, with a puzzled expression on his face, he asked, What are you looking for, another barbarian?

No, no, nothing! Zhang Huaihe quickly waved his hands: The few of us just came to visit Mr. Chen. You have slept all day and all night.

Yeah yeah.

...

Everyone agreed.

You're too polite. I have nothing to visit here. I was a little too sleepy yesterday, why don't you come in and sit down! Chen Shouyi smiled politely and falsely.

The death curse of the Lord of Lightning is not so easy to bear. As soon as he returned to the hotel yesterday, he fell asleep and just woke up.

No, no, we won't disturb Mr. Chen's rest. Zhang Huaihe chatted awkwardly, then he remembered something, and said with a smile on his face: By the way, some media want to interview you, I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested!

According to the information he has learned, Mr. Chen is still willing to accept interviews from the media, and he never refuses whenever he is approached for an interview.

really.

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Chen said, What kind of media are there?

All of them, all of them, all of them from all over the world. Zhang Huaihe got to Mr. Chen's G-spot, and immediately had no morals. Although the only one who expressed his willingness to be interviewed was the European Union Daily, Mr. Chen wanted to be interviewed It's not easy.

Where is this, this is a war zone.

Apart from soldiers, the most indispensable thing is war reporters from all over the world. There is no need to say hello, as long as they reveal their wishes, these reporters will move on the wind like flies smelling of shit.

By the way, maybe, you can also hold a press conference.

Is that much? Chen Shouyi couldn't help but smile.

Everyone lowered their eyes, looking at their noses and hearts, deeply hiding their thoughts in their scattered eyes.

...

In a small conference room.

Your Excellency God Chen, hello, it is the honor and honor of my life to interview you. My name is Catherine. Catherine, a senior reporter from the European Union Daily, stretched out her hand, blushing.

The real person is ten times more handsome than the image.

The camera quietly recorded everything.

Oh, hello. Chen Shouyi reached out to shake her hand.

You have always been my idol, and I still have your wallpaper in my bedroom?

Is my wallpaper popular in the European Union?

Chen Shouyi didn't know how to reply, so he smiled awkwardly.

After all, there are cameras here.

Fortunately, the other party only mentioned it, enlivened the atmosphere, and soon started the topic:

You killed the Lord of Lightning. It can be said that you saved the entire human civilization by yourself. Can you describe the battle situation at that time?

Saving human civilization is a bit too much, I don't dare to take it. Chen Shouyi said in a low-key manner: Actually, with the power of human civilization, it is still possible to defeat the Lord of Lightning... Of course, there will be a price to pay.

Catherine stared at Chen Shouyi's face with watery eyes and said, You are too modest.

Chen Shouyi continued: As for the battle, it's hard to describe it in a few words. In fact, the Lord of Lightning and I are only about equal in strength. To be able to kill him smoothly is largely due to luck.

For us ordinary people, this is really unimaginable. Catherine said: There is a question that many people want to know, why are you so powerful?

If you say I don't have the talent to practice martial arts, then you must say I'm hypocritical. In fact, what I want to say is that it mainly depends on hard work. Chen Shouyi said without blushing.

You didn't mention the most important thing, and your wisdom is comparable to Einstein. Catherine said with a look of admiration, like a fan girl: Your versions of Chen's cultivation method have created a new era of martial arts.

It's mainly about hard work. Chen Shouyi insisted.

ps: Sorry for being late.