My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 54 I Raised a God

Under everyone's watchful eyes, that person skillfully knelt down in front of Su Yun!

The movements were fluid and smooth, clearly indicating that he had been practicing a lot in private recently.

The person who arrived was none other than Master Yu Xiaogang, who had just been rejected by Su Yun in the Soul Hunter Forest yesterday.

After Yu Xiaogang knelt down, he first glanced at Teacher Li next to him with an extremely disdainful look, and then snorted coldly.

"Kneeling on one knee?"

"Teacher Li, are you insulting Master Su?! How can you put on airs in front of such a great pioneer who overturned the Douluo Continent?"

"He has the potential for wisdom! You, however, are not sincere!"

After scolding Teacher Li, Yu Xiaogang suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Yun.

That perpetually stiff and expressionless face was instantly filled with a smile that was even more unsightly than a grimace.

"Master Su! Your Majesty Su! It's me! Hehe, I'm here again!"

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he kowtowed frantically, pounding the floor with his fists.

"Yesterday in the Soul Hunter Forest, I, Yu Xiaogang, was blind! I failed to recognize a great man!"

"I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled with excitement, his hands gripping the ground tightly, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

"Yesterday you said I wasn't worthy, and I reflected on it all night!"

"I don't want to be your apprentice anymore! I'm willing to be your lab recorder! Even if I have to shine your shoes, even if I have to be your lackey, I'll do it all willingly!"

"Godfather! Please, in view of my sincere devotion and my second attempt to become your disciple, give me another chance!!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

The students were stunned.

Is this still the same master who usually stands with his hands behind his back and looks at everyone as if they owe him two million gold soul coins?

I was rejected yesterday?

You actually came today?

Are you really that shameless?

Su Yun sat in the chair, looking at the man in front of her who was kowtowing loudly, her eyes behind her sunglasses narrowed slightly.

"Master Yu".

Su Yun spoke calmly, a hint of displeasure in her voice: "You still don't understand."

"I told you that yesterday—"

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses and repeated his words from yesterday, one word at a time.

"There are no useless martial souls, and there are no useless soul masters."

"If you lack talent, you can practice; if you're not smart, you can learn."

"But if a person has bad character, no matter how talented or accomplished they are, they are still trash."

"And I don't accept trash here."

boom!

These words struck like a bolt from the blue.

The fawning smile on his face froze instantly, and he collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been removed, his lips trembling.

"Trash—Am I—trash?"

Su Yun turned her head away, no longer looking at him.

Wang Sheng's eyes darted around, and when he saw the figure on the ground still chattering away, he immediately felt that his chance to shine had come.

As the number one adopted son, I must share my adoptive father's burdens and solve his problems!

"What are you all standing there for?!"

Wang Sheng suddenly jumped out, pointed at Yu Xiaogang who was slumped on the ground, and shouted with spittle flying, "How can you let this kind of trash pollute the air here? If you disturb Godfather, can you take responsibility?"

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These words instantly ignited the group of adopted sons around them, who were just wondering where to express their loyalty.

Everyone was looking for a pledge of loyalty, and here comes the perfect punching bag delivered right to their doorstep.

"Exactly! They were harassing me relentlessly yesterday, and now they dare to try and extort money from me?"

"Brothers! Sons need to be discerning! How can you let your godfather worry about such dirty and tiring work?"

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Wang Sheng rolled up his sleeves, raised his arms, and shouted, "Men! Throw him out of here!!"

"Get lost! Master, my foot! You're just a leech!"

Several people raised their hands and feet, like dragging a dead dog, they lifted up Yu Xiaogang, whose face was full of despair, and ran towards the door.

"No! Master Su! Give me another chance! I have a theory! I have—"

"Get out of here!"

Upon reaching the door, the adopted sons threw it together.

"Thump!"

The legendary master Yu Xiaogang landed face down next to a trash can at the end of the corridor, becoming one with the pile of waste paper.

In the classroom, the students clapped their hands and looked at Su Yun with fawning expressions: "Godfather! It's all cleaned up!"

Su Yun rubbed her temples helplessly.

"Alright, everyone go back now."

Su Yun looked at the room full of filial sons and grandsons, and at Teacher Li, who had a face full of wrinkles and actually wanted to recognize him as his godfather, and his eyes twitched wildly.

This art style is off!

How did it suddenly turn into a large-scale family reunion?

Just then.

"Sizzle"

Suddenly, a static crackled through the tactical headset hanging on his ear.

The signal connected, and Lei Zhan's familiar voice came through, though it sounded somewhat urgent, even carrying a strange panting tone: "Comrade Su Yun—quick—quick—come quickly—"

"We can't hold on here anymore!"

Su Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Can't stand it anymore?

Could it be that the opening of the stargate caused instability in the space structure?

Or was it that although the rat looked weak, it was still a soul beast, and after going berserk, it injured the researchers?

Either way, it's a major incident!

There's no time to lose! If something goes wrong on Earth, everything is over!

Su Yun suddenly stood up.

The moment he stood up, all the noise in the room came to an abrupt halt.

Dozens of eyes stared at him with trepidation.

"Godfather?!" Wang Sheng cautiously raised his head. "What are you doing here?"

Su Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his back to the crowd, his gaze seemingly fixed on the endless void through his sunglasses.

"I have something urgent to attend to."

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Rob, who was lying on the floor foaming at the mouth.

"Wang Sheng," Su Yun said calmly.

"Godfather! I'm here!" Wang Sheng immediately knelt down and took two steps.

Su Yun pointed to Luo Bu on the ground.

"Don't let him get cold. Take him to the infirmary, otherwise we'll have to hang his picture on the wall tomorrow."

Hearing this, the admiration in the eyes of the whole class intensified.

Look at that! That's what vision looks like!

How can someone be provoked by such trash and then asked for medical treatment?

What a magnanimous spirit!

"My godfather is so kind!!"

Amidst a deafening chorus of praise, Su Yun did not linger.

One step, and you enter the star gate.

"Buzz"

As Su Yun's figure completely disappeared inside the gate, the star gate rapidly collapsed inward, eventually turning into countless silver specks of light that vanished into thin air.

The entire room fell silent.

This deathly silence lasted for a full five seconds.

After a brief period of deathly silence came an uncontrollable frenzy that originated from the depths of the soul!

If kneeling just now was to curry favor, then kneeling now is pure pilgrimage!

The boy who had previously called him "Ancestor" was now prostrate on the ground, his face streaked with snot and tears, letting out a heart-wrenching roar: "He ascended—his godfather—ascended!!"

That shout completely ignited the entire audience.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to God Su upon his return!!"

"Godfather is awesome! He shattered the void! He reigned supreme for eternity!!"

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of hundreds of heads slamming into the floor simultaneously created a deafening symphony, causing the entire school building to tremble slightly in this fervent faith.

Teacher Li knelt at the front, muttering to herself, "I actually—taught a lesson to God—"

"I've raised a god?"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's shout came from the trash can outside the door: "What the hell does this have to do with you? You just raised a god!"

Earth, Joint Command Center.

"Swish"

With a flash of eerie blue light, Su Yun's figure appeared out of thin air on the teleportation platform.

The moment Su Yun returned, all the muscles in his body were tense to the extreme, and countless disaster scenarios were rehearsed in his mind.

An out-of-control otherworldly virus outbreak?

A mouse has mutated into a giant monster and is tearing apart a tank with its bare hands?

Or perhaps some kind of pollution from a higher dimension turned everyone into—zombies?

After all, who is Lei Zhan?

That's China's top special forces soldier!

Even he was panting and shouted that he couldn't hold on any longer. How badly would the situation collapse?

"Level One Combat Readiness! Don't be afraid! Support is here!"

Su Yun let out a roar, his soul power surging, and he was even prepared to open the star gate in an instant and transfer everyone away.

however.

There was no sound of gunfire.

There were no monster roars.

There wasn't even the expected screams of pain from the wounded.

He was met with a chilling, deathly silence.

The once vast central command hall was now an empty city.

Dozens of computers were still humming, their screens displaying unmonitored streams of data.

The red alarm lights on the wall were spinning wildly, casting flickering, blood-red shadows.

Where are they?

Su Yun held a pistol, his sharp gaze sweeping across the hall.

An overturned chair, a folder lying on the floor, and a freshly brewed cup of steaming goji berry tea —

All these signs indicate that just minutes ago, this place was full of people.

But they seemed to vanish in an instant!

"What exactly is going on?"

Su Yun's heart sank to the bottom.

What he fears most is this kind of unseen and intangible, eerie attack.

Just as he held his breath to investigate the enemy's situation, an extremely strange smell suddenly entered his nostrils.

It wasn't the smell of blood, nor the stench of decay.

That's a kind of—

It's so domineering and unreasonable, it's as if it can directly grab the hypothalamus through the olfactory nerve and forcibly command the gas that secretes saliva!

"What an intense smell!"

Su Yun took only one sip and felt a violent spasm in her stomach, her throat went dry, and a primal desire instantly overwhelmed her reason.

"It can actually trigger a strong physiological reaction through smell—thus eroding the will to fight? This is serious!"

Su Yun's expression was solemn, but he did not back down.

He pulled out a mask, put it on, and, following the direction from which the gas was most concentrated, moved stealthily along the wall.

Walk through the empty corridor and pass through the deserted security checkpoint.

The concentration of that gas was getting higher and higher, and Su Yun could even hear the sounds coming from his own stomach, which deepened his fear of the enemy.

Finally, he arrived at the deepest part of the base, in front of the gate to the integrated living area.

Those were two heavy explosion-proof alloy doors, which were now slightly ajar.

A series of rapid metallic clanging sounds, along with some kind of collective noise, could be faintly heard coming from inside.

A suppressed growl!

"We've found you."

A cold glint flashed in Su Yun's eyes, and his soul power surged to its peak.

"Bang!"

He kicked the door open and charged in like a cheetah, shouting, "Team Leader Lei, hold on! Reinforcements are here! You monster, prepare to die—uh?"

Su Yun's furious roar, which seemed to shake mountains and rivers, came to an abrupt halt the moment he saw the scene before him.

He was dumbfounded.

I was completely dumbfounded.

Among the hundreds of people, there was the usually dignified and aloof Lei Zhan, the erudite, gray-haired national treasure-level academicians, and even the cleaning lady who always complained about everyone littering—

At this moment, all classes, identities, and statuses vanished.

They were like a group of believers brainwashed by some force, each clutching a container tightly in their hands.

They formed a long, winding line, craning their necks, standing on tiptoe, their eyes wide open, staring intently at the direction of the cafeteria window.

His eyes gleamed with a green light.

"What the hell is going on? Have they all been cursed?"

Su Yun, looking completely bewildered, squeezed through the crowd and grabbed a familiar figure from behind at the front of the line.

"Team Leader Lei! Wake up! It's me!"

Lei Zhan turned around.

This tough, hardened man was now covered in sweat, his eyes were glazed and fanatical, and there was even a trace of suspicious, crystalline liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He was even holding a pair of stainless steel chopsticks in his hand!

Ok?

Chopsticks?

Upon seeing Su Yun, Lei Zhan showed no joy at being rescued; instead, he pointed anxiously ahead.

"Su Yun! Why are you so late! Hurry! Go get a bowl! If you're late, you won't even get any soup! This stuff is too strong, I really can't take it anymore!"

"What's that thing so strong? Where's the enemy?"

Following Lei Zhan's trembling finger, Su Yun finally saw the culprit who had caused all this chaos through the huge transparent explosion-proof glass door in the back kitchen.

In that instant, Su Yun felt his worldview shatter into pieces.

In that spacious, bright steel kitchen.

The stove roared, and waves of heat rolled in.

A small, black, furry figure has become the ruler of this world.

It wore a chef's hat made of sterile gauze.

Its waist —

Although it was hard to tell where the waist was, a mini apron made of napkins was still tied on it, and there were even a few drops of oil on it.

At this moment, it is standing on the handle of an extra-large iron pot with a diameter of one meter!

Using its small body and the amazing strength unique to soul beasts, it jumped, pressed down, and lifted wildly on the smooth pot handle, as if it were playing on a skateboard.

"Squeak—!! (Get out of here!)"

With a powerful scream, it kicked off the end of the pot handle with its hind legs, using the lever principle to lift the heavy iron pot weighing dozens of kilograms!

boom!

The ingredients in the pot traced a golden parabola in the air.

In that instant, the mouse's little paws moved with lightning speed.

It grabbed a handful of salt with its left paw and brandished a spatula that was bigger than itself with its right paw.

Salt is sprinkled in mid-air, stir-fried in mid-air, and then reduced in sauce upon landing.

His movements were fluid and seamless, exuding the composure and domineering presence of a grandmaster.

Su Yun's mouth dropped open, his sunglasses slipped down to his nose, and as he watched the mouse wriggling around on the stove, making a group of human elites drool with envy, his brain completely shut down.