I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 245 The Deal Failed
Having lived for so many years, the deity was quite adaptable and understood the principle that as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

Without Lin Xiaohe needing to ask any further questions, the deity revealed everything he knew: "I first entered this place during an out-of-body experience, drawn in by the Daoist energy."

"At that time, my soul was intact, but I was almost shaken to the point of losing my soul by a mournful song. It took me thousands of years of recuperation here to barely recover 80%."

The God sighed inwardly. It was precisely because he knew that the Land of Fallen Gods possessed such powerful offensive capabilities that he devised a plan to lure Lin Xiaohe here, intending to use her as a tool to kill her.

I never imagined that after hunting geese all day, I would be the one whose eyes were pecked by a goose.

Lin Xiaohe not only withstood that wave of attacks, but her body was also so strange that it could actually trap her own soul.

Lin Xiaohe dared not let her guard down. She absolutely could not be careless in the face of this old monster who had lived for countless years and even managed to escape the cataclysmic crisis.

"You almost died the first time you came here, and you dare to come a second time?"

The deity gave a polite smile: "Isn't this a last resort? If there were any other way, I wouldn't have come here."

He seemed to be reminiscing, and sang a song in a strange tone.

"O soul, return to this ruined palace!"

The Xuan Gui sank into the sea, and the Nine Tripods shattered.

A grave mistake has been made; what's done is done.

The star-shaped raft has fallen and decayed, and the spiritual altar is covered in dust.

"O soul, return! Behold this profound calamity..."

As the song was sung, Lin Xiaohe felt a deep sorrow and regret welling up in her heart, so similar to the tune she had heard when she approached the altar.

Seeing that she was only slightly dazed and had not suffered any harm, a trace of regret flashed deep in the eyes of the deity.

Lin Xiaohe pretended not to see through the God's little scheme and pressed on, "How do we get out?"

The deity shook his head: "I really don't know. I was ejected from this space."

Lin Xiaohe cursed the God in her heart.

He was desperate; he had no choice but to come here to survive.

I'm not like that!
If I don't go out, what will happen to everything on Kyushu? What will happen to the Stardust humans who follow me, the Weasleys?

We were really screwed over by that dog god!
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On Vitara Star, Chen Kuan upgraded his equipment, not only buying a spacious new house but also getting a new car.

"Oh, our Boss Chen is here. Which floor did you book this time?" the lobby manager of the Outlet Hotel said with a smile.

Chen Kuan swiped his card and sighed, "There are few Protestants; we only need the smallest meeting room."

The lobby manager raised an eyebrow, surprised, and said, "That shouldn't be the case. After that group left, the Vitara Star Cult is leaderless, and everyone is fighting for territory. Aren't you the one with the best momentum?"

Chen Kuan draped his arm over the front desk, his eyebrows and eyes drooping.

He was one of the major clients of the outlet hotel and had a good relationship with the lobby manager.

Perhaps because the recent expansion of the sect was really unsatisfactory, Chen Kuan said a few more words: "Isn't it all the Federation's fault?"

"Ok?"

"The Anidam religion from the First Star Ring came to our planet to preach. The treatment they offered was really too good," Chen Kuan said sourly.

The lobby manager scoffed, "How good can it be? The federal government is so stingy. Forget about repairing the main road, they've only repaired three ship berths at the spaceport. Those merchants are screaming in desperation because their goods can't get in. The Chamber of Commerce has complained to the Planetary Government Office many times, but it's no use at all. Every time we urge them, they say they have no money."

Because of the declining population of Vitara, the business of the Outlet Hotel is getting worse day by day. Almost all the guests who regularly book rooms here are familiar with the lobby manager.

A customer who had just renewed his subscription chimed in, "You wouldn't believe it, the Anidam Cult is really going all out! This time they're offering 2 star coins a day! If you pass their test, they'll not only take you away from Vitara to the First Star Ring, but they also promise to find you jobs and give you a resettlement allowance."

The lobby manager's eyes widened.

2 Star Coins isn't much, but the temptation of taking the whole family to the First Star Ring is too great.

The current residents remain on Vitara. Is it because they don't want to leave? No, it's because they can't leave!
In peacetime, tickets for cross-star rings cost millions of star coins.

The Zerg's devastation, coupled with their occupation of the second and third rings, has devastated transportation between the rings.

Now, going to the First Star Ring isn't a matter of how much money you have; it's simply that there's no reliable spaceship that can get you there!

Even if a spaceship dared to go, no one would dare to ride it.

But the Yanidam Cult is different; they started from the First Star Ring. Their successful arrival at Vitara proves their capabilities were sufficient to sustain this interstellar journey.

By joining the Yanidam Cult, one can have the opportunity to leave with them. For the residents of Vitara who are eager to leave the planet, this is the path to the divine realm!
Chen Kuan curled his lip and said disdainfully, "I don't even go to the Nine Provinces Star, let alone the First Star Ring."

The surrounding guests burst into laughter.

"How can Kyushu Star compare to the First Star Ring? Leaving aside resources, population, military strength, technological level, and living standards, just the flow of time alone is enough to give ordinary people a hard time!"

"Of course, we're not some kind of Stardust Humans, so of course we wouldn't dare go to the Dark Domain."

"Speaking of which, I wonder how the group that went to Kyushu Star is doing? My childhood friend is like he's possessed, insisting on going to Kyushu Star no matter what."

"Is that your childhood friend who joined the Xinghe Cult? He's really gone?"

"Yes, they moved with their whole family."

"Tsk tsk." A guest shook his head. "He's really out of his mind. No matter how bad the Federation is, its strength is still there, so it won't fall too far. Kyushu Star... sigh."

A group of guests huddled together in the lobby, chatting about a wide range of topics, from religious sects to the Nine Provinces Star, and then to how business had been slow lately.

Chen Kuan listened for a while, then decided that these people wouldn't be easy targets, so he stopped listening.

The lobby manager waited with him for the congregation, but half an hour had passed and no one had come.

Chen Kuan looked very uneasy. He made a video call and asked, "Where is the person? Did you give the wrong hotel name?"

The man opposite him gave a sheepish smile, his lips moved, but he didn't know where to begin.

Chen Kuan, with his sharp eyes, noticed the emblem of the Anidam sect on the man's back. He narrowed his eyes and asked in an unfriendly tone, "Where are you?"

The man swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and declared in a defiant tone, "Boss Chen, I'm not working for you anymore. I'm joining the Adaniim Cult. Most of the brothers and new followers are like me. I've sent the green beans to your house."

After saying that, the man hung up the video call immediately.

The lobby manager didn't dare look at Chen Kuan's expression; he knew without a doubt it couldn't be good.

Chen Kuan was so angry that he was trembling all over. He told the lobby manager to tell him to drive home.

His mind raced the whole way.

This business is on the verge of collapse, what should I do next?
Before he could come up with a solution, he arrived home.

The house was empty except for a bag of mung beans on the table.

Ok?
Where have all my family members gone? My big home, my many family members?
(End of this chapter)