Chen Shouyi avoided the patrolling soldiers all the way back.
He climbed through the window and returned to the bedroom.
Sitting on the bed, he felt a heavy gloom lodged in his chest, impossible to dispel.
Though he had acted as if nothing was wrong earlier, his heart was far from as calm as he'd pretended.
He knew that what the mysterious man had said was mostly true.
By now, most of humanity's territory had probably fallen.
A single God of Hunting had put the Great Xia Nation on high alert and dealt a severe blow to Jiangnan Province. What hope did a small nation with a weak military and no nuclear weapons have?
And how many Gods of Hunting were there in the other worlds?
How many beings were even stronger—and more terrifying—than the God of Hunting?
Humanity knew nothing.
They couldn't even determine how large Tam World was.
As the barbarian gods gained a foothold on Earth and gathered vast numbers of followers, what could the Great Xia Nation use to resist them?
How many more people would die?
The cruel reality pressed down on him until he could barely breathe.
He sat there dazed for a while, then forced himself to stop thinking about it.
There was no point dwelling on it.
Faced with the surging tide of events, even he could only go with the flow.
He checked his Status Panel.
He found that the earlier fight had cost him another ten Faith Value.
Without entering his Supergod state, he could still have defeated the man, but he wouldn't have been able to intimidate him.
His opponent was somewhat weaker, but not by much. It would have taken at least a dozen or twenty moves to beat him.
If using Giant Transformation hadn't been such overkill,