Time flew by.
It was September.
A poorly informed Medium Divine Power barbarian god invaded the Middle East. Millions fell under its rule, and the land was laid waste.
The local government urgently appealed to Great Xia for help.
Chen Shouyi made the trip himself. With plenty of eyes secretly watching, he transformed into a giant and easily killed the barbarian god, taking the God Corpse with him.
The barbarian gods in the surrounding regions were all cowed. From then on, they didn't even dare entertain any secret schemes.
As for Great Xia, the incident was mentioned only briefly in Renren Daily, just enough to boost the people's morale.
But the results?
Less than satisfactory.
At least, there wasn't much growth in the number of believers.
Chief Chen's strength no longer surprised the people much.
You could even say they'd grown "numb" to it.
To ordinary people, barbarian gods didn't seem like much after all. They kept seeing Chief Chen kill them every few days.
No matter how shocking or unbelievable something was, after seeing it often enough, it stopped being anything special.
Even the government felt the same way.
He'd already taken down Lord of Lightning, a Great Divine Power. What was so remarkable about killing a Medium Divine Power barbarian god?
It barely made them blink.
As for Father Chen and Mother Chen, they were even more unfazed.
At dinner.
"When did you go to the Middle East? How come I didn't know?" Chen Dawei asked, puzzled.
"Yesterday afternoon," Chen Shouyi said after swallowing a mouthful of rice. "I was back before dusk."
"You weren't hurt, were you?" Mother Chen asked.
"I'm fine. I didn't even break the skin."
And after that, no one said another word. Chen Shouyi swallowed the things he'd been wanting to say.
He