A trench at the front line.

The intense gunfire crackles like beans frying, occasionally accompanied by the muffled sounds of cannons.

Since dawn, the battle has suddenly become fierce.

The pseudo-army on the other side is manageable. Despite their numbers, their poor military quality and low morale render them nothing more than a bunch of civilians with guns, posing little threat to the frontline soldiers.

The greatest danger comes from those Barbarians.

These Barbarians today seem to have gone mad, attacking frantically.

"Dada Dada…" A machine gunner operates a high-angle dual-purpose machine gun, furiously firing at a fast-moving figure.

The dense bullets whip past like lashes, quickly piercing through the dilapidated buildings on both sides.

The rapidly moving Barbarian explodes into a sudden cloud of blood mist, his body split into two.

A low cheer arises in the trench.

"Damn, finally took one down!"

"Quick, quick, change the ammo belt."

In fact, the ammo belt of the high-angle dual-purpose machine gun still had a little less than half remaining, but in the battlefield, this little amount of bullets is undoubtedly dangerous, especially when facing the attacking Barbarians, the snipers stationed nearby are useless, leaving no better choice than sweeping in large ranges.

At this time, once the bullets run out, it almost means death.

Despite this, the Barbarians frequently break through, resulting in massive soldier massacres.

The loader hurriedly attaches the already prepared ammo belt to the machine gun.

However, for a whole minute afterwards, there is no movement from the opposite side.

A gust of wind brings a strong bloody scent from afar.

"What happened, could it be that they fled?" A soldier with a face covered in ash hoped.

"Don't relax your vigilance, maybe preparing for the next wave of attack."

At this moment, a piece of wavering white cloth appears on the distant street.

"Look, someone wants to surrender!"

"Don't be careless, be wary of a deceptive surrender."

Under a lot of firearm aiming, soon a blood-covered figure is seen slowly walking towards here step by step.

…

"This is your identification!" A soldier quickly salutes, filled with respect.

Chen Shouyi takes back his identification, followed by an anti-cult investigation.

Following his request, the frontline quickly assigned a team of soldiers to accompany him away from the battlefield.

The trenches here are intertwined, heavily guarded, and without soldier accompaniment, one has to be prepared for endless inspections when walking alone.

Behaving like before, holding up a white cloth, was an act of shame he really didn't wish to repeat.

"Mr. Chen, you're a Martial Artist performing a special mission, right?" A young soldier, smelling the intense bloody scent on him, asked with awe and curiosity.

Chen Shouyi nodded wearily.

He was exhausted, hungry, and sleepy, not really wanting to talk.

"What mission are you executing?" With the topic opened, another soldier soon asked.

"Don't probe into everything." The squad leader instructs.

Chen Shouyi chuckled and said, "Actually, it's nothing much, just recon on cult intelligence. By the way, is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, I only have some compressed biscuits!"

"I have an Energy Bar."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately took out the food they had, Chen Shouyi hurriedly expressed gratitude and accepted them one by one.

"Want some water?" The squad leader asked while preparing to unscrew the water bottle.

"No, no!" Chen Shouyi quickly refused upon seeing, he really wasn't used to drinking beverages shared with strangers.

After swallowing some compressed biscuits and Energy Bars, he felt like his condition finally somewhat improved.

Self-Healing consumes one's energy tremendously, ever since becoming one of the Divine Creatures, he had rarely felt this hungry.

…

Chen Shouyi walked into the command center to carry out a task handover.

As the battle results were yet to be confirmed, he couldn't leave for a while, staying in the rest area of the command center.

He took a shower and caught some sleep.

Upon awakening, he heard cheers coming from outside.

Chen Shouyi opened the door.

A female orderly, carrying a thermos with a cheerful face, immediately tidied her hair when seeing Chen Shouyi, boldly sizing him up without hiding her curiosity: "General Manager Chen, you're awake. Would you like something to eat? I brought you something."

"I'm not hungry now, don't bother, what's going on outside?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"The front line has triumphed greatly, we're about to win." The female orderly spoke with excitement.

After thorough understanding, Chen Shouyi learned that the pseudo-army's morale suddenly collapsed, leading to mass surrenders, and according to various intelligence, Ningzhou is now in chaos, leaderless.

"Seems like the cult's lair has truly been eradicated!" Chen Shouyi felt a subtle excitement rising within his heart.

…

In the evening.

A helicopter lands on the rooftop of a building in the Safe Zone.

Chen Shouyi exits the helicopter, leaving the building.

He watches the bustling crowd on the streets, feeling a surreal sense of disorientation.

A moment ago, it was a war-torn battlefield with smoke and death everywhere, but now it is peaceful, lively, and prosperous.

He shakes his head and briskly walks towards his home.

…

After dinner, Chen Shouyi hurriedly returned to his room, shut the door, and put down his sword.

The bed was covered with Barbie Doll's clothes and gems, the cup of honey still was halfway full.

But the Shell Lady was nowhere to be found.

"Little one, can you come out now?" Chen Shouyi called.

Soon, the Shell Lady crawled out from under the covers. She quickly jumped off the bed, and swiftly climbed up Chen Shouyi's leg, finally reaching his shoulder, saying excitedly: "Good Giant, why did you come back so late?"

"Little one was so scared!"

"Alright, alright, don't be scared, don't be scared, didn't I come back!" Chen Shouyi hurriedly comforted.

Looking at the Shell Lady, even his fatigue faded away.

Chen Shouyi took out two Crystal Balls from the drawer, smiling and asked: "Guess what's this?"

"A big gem, are they all for me?" The Shell Lady widened her eyes, full of surprise.

"All yours!" Chen Shouyi generously said.

"Muah, muah, muah!"

The Shell Lady excitedly kissed him several times on the face:

"You're really a good Giant!"

Chen Shouyi smiled, placing the Crystal Balls into her pile of gems.

The Shell Lady immediately abandoned him, jumped off his shoulder, and onto the bed, starting to excitedly count her gems.

Chen Shouyi watched with a smile for a while, then withdrew his gaze, his smile gradually fading.

His mind recalled last night's battle.

"Totem Warriors, or perhaps more accurately Beast Soul Warriors!" He thought, this fearsome enemy encountered made a lasting impression, particularly the massive beast shadow that emerged in battle, twice nearly leading to his death:

"The Barbarians who fought against me were stronger than ordinary Beast Soul Warriors, of higher rank, even able to manifest as shadows on Earth.

If in a different world…"

Chen Shouyi's expression became serious.

Ordinary Beast Soul Warriors, he could now easily slay, but this is on Earth.

The more extraordinary a creature is, the more their power diminishes on Earth, whereas those who rely on physical strength are scarcely affected.

If every Barbarian Beast Soul Warrior in another world can exhibit similar and even stronger prowess, whether he can overcome them is uncertain.

"Could it be that these Beast Soul Warriors really seal a Beast Soul?"

ps: Today's writing was slow, I'll definitely write two chapters tomorrow.

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