"You want to thank me?" Qin Chuan repeated evenly. "I'll accept your thanks. Now let's get down to business. Take me to the Commander-in-Chief."
The middle-aged man froze. He hadn't expected Qin Chuan to say that.
"Apocalypse Descent is a global crisis. No country can escape it alone," Qin Chuan interrupted. "When the nest falls, can any egg remain intact?"
The middle-aged man considered this, then nodded. "I understand."
In fact, word of Qin Chuan's arrival had already been sent up the chain of command. Soon, a group of soldiers came to escort him.
In the underground air-raid shelter's Command Center, Qin Chuan met several elders who held the authority to make key decisions.
"My name is Qin Chuan. I'm also Night Roaming God," Qin Chuan said without preamble. "I came here to discuss a partnership."
"A partnership?" The elders did not seem surprised. "Night... Mister Qin, aren't we already working together?"
Qin Chuan nodded.
They were, indeed, already working together.
Qin Chuan continued, "I plan to establish a base in Magic City. We can share intelligence and resources. Your official channels can gather more comprehensive information. And I have strength and... experience that you lack."
"Strength and experience..." A gleam appeared in the elder's eyes.
They had long wondered how Night Roaming God always seemed to know what would happen before it did.
Now it seemed he possessed some unimaginable ability.
Could he really be a prophet?
But the elders knew better than to press him. If they angered Night Roaming God, they would be finished.
With Night Roaming God around, Yan Country had an anchor even in the midst of this disaster.
What was more, the Apex Guild he had founded had few members, but every one of them was a top player capable of taking on