Various Countries' Actions

The night in Hancheng remained brightly lit, with brilliant yet dim lights dotting the small city.

Viewed from above, it was a region that resembled a starry sky.

In the old district of Hancheng, a dilapidated noodle shop had become devoid of foot traffic, its dim lights flickering incessantly as if they might extinguish at any moment.

Above the shop's entrance, several large characters were engraved.

"Liu's Noodle Shop!"

An old man slowly walked out of the shop, his back turned to the street. He looked around and realized that the people had already dispersed.

"Time to close up!"

The old man turned around unsteadily, then headed back into the shop, preparing to close the doors and sleep.

Just at that moment, a crisp voice rang out.

"Boss, do you still have noodles?"

The old man's body stiffened slightly, then he turned his head, only to find a young man carrying an archaic-looking box, looking at him with a smile.

The old man seemed to have forgotten that he hadn't seen a soul around just a moment ago, and greeted him with a chuckle.

"Still have some, still have some. How much would you like, traveler?"

"Two liang, and go easy on the chili!"

The young man pondered for a moment, then smiled.

"Coming right up!"

The old man's face beamed with a smile, and he nimbly walked toward the large pot that had yet to be extinguished.

He skillfully flipped the switch for the burner, and instantly, the water in the large pot began to boil once more, wisps of steam rising from it.

The young man found a random seat in the noodle shop, not minding in the slightest that the place was somewhat unhygienic.

With his back to the young man, the old man skillfully fished out two liang of noodles, dropped them into the boiling pot, and began to prepare the seasonings.

Garlic water, light soy sauce, vinegar, and bird's eye chili.

He added the various seasonings in precise proportions, then ladled a scoop of hot water from the pot. The seasonings fused together instantly, and a fragrant aroma permeated the air.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his nostrils twitching.

He caught a scent that made his appetite soar.

After a while, the old man finished the noodles and topped them with a ladle of beef sauce, a vibrant red oil instantly surfacing.

The young man took one look, and his appetite was fully whetted.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat in large mouthfuls, while the old man slowly sat down on a stool, watching the young man eat the noodles he had cooked.

"Hehe, eat slowly!"

The old man's aged face wrinkled, a brilliant smile appearing on it, as if he were looking at his own son.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the young man finally finished the noodles before him. He leaned back on the chair in satisfaction, rubbed his belly, and laughed, "It's been so many years, Uncle Liu, your craft is still as good as ever!"

"You brat!"

Old Liu looked at the young man before him, a hint of nostalgia in his cloudy eyes.

"Speak up, what brings you here? You wouldn't visit without a reason!"

Old Liu teased the young man.

The young man chuckled, "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you! I came to Hancheng this time for two things!"

"And what are those two things?"

Old Liu pulled out a pipe from somewhere and began to smoke.

Rings of smoke were exhaled from Old Liu's mouth.

The young man frowned slightly, as if he couldn't stand the smell of the smoke. He waved his hand and said, "A ruin has appeared!"

"A ruin?"

Old Liu was somewhat surprised, then pondered for a moment before looking up at the young man. "In Hancheng?"

The young man nodded with a grave expression.

"That's right. If the detection from the second team is correct, it should be in the vicinity of Hancheng!"

Old Liu was lost in thought, then slowly said, "If it's in Hancheng, then let it be in Hancheng. Since you've stepped in, is there anything you can't handle?"

Old Liu knew the young man's strength very well; he was already one of the top figures in this era!

If even he couldn't handle it, then no one in this era could.

"It's not that I'm afraid I can't handle it, it's those people from Northern Europe and North America..." The young man gave a bitter smile.

Old Liu chuckled, "What, are the people from Northern Europe and North America blocking you?"

"Not exactly. It's just that ruins have always appeared in Huaxia, and Northern Europe occasionally gets one or two. But North America—to this day, not a single ruin has ever appeared there. They always come to sponge off our ruins, and it really ticks me off!"

The young man said gloomily, a trace of resentment in his eyes.

"What, if you're unhappy, what are you going to do about it? Beat that old immortal Pope to death? Or beat that false god to death?"

Old Liu rolled his eyes at Liu Feng.

The two people he mentioned were the absolute peak figures of this era!

Liu Feng might not even be able to defeat either of them!

"That's why I came to find you! Uncle Liu, your cultivation..." The young man glanced at Old Liu, then hesitated.

"I knew you brat didn't come here for anything good. So you're here to use me!"

Old Liu glared at the young man and said irritably.

He then sat back down and said softly, "Rest assured, it will be within these next few days!"

"That's good!"

The young man smiled.

Somewhere on Earth, atop a mountain peak completely covered in snow, stood a dilapidated temple.

Inside the temple was a burly middle-aged man, though his appearance was not like those of Huaxia; his skin was light, his hair soft, wavy, and golden, his eyes azure, his body hair thick, his cheekbones not prominent, his jawline relatively flat, his nose narrow and high, and his lips thin.

His upper body was completely bare.

In front of the middle-aged man sat a blue stone, flickering with a faint light.

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged man's gaze was drawn to the blue stone, and he looked over.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body trembled, and then he burst into laughter.

"Come here!"

His voice rang out, and several figures instantly appeared within the temple, hiding in the shadows, their faces obscured.

The middle-aged man looked at them and said, "Go to Huaxia; a ruin has appeared!"

A few of them exchanged glances, showing a trace of reluctance.

But under the middle-aged man's gaze, they had no choice but to answer.

"Yes!"

On the other side of the Earth, in a magnificent cathedral, a cardinal was flipping through a book when he suddenly looked up, as if sensing something in his heart.

"A ruin!"

To be continued!