391: The great wish of demolition has finally come true!

Bai Wei's mouth twitched, and she silently gave Shen Bei a new title: "Money-Grabbing Cultivator."

"I do have a question."

Shen Bei, putting away his joking expression, continued, "Why must we go down into the Changtu Grotto? Aren't other Dungeons in the country suitable?"

Shen Bei was a bit puzzled by this.

There were quite a few Permanent Dungeons in the country.

Any one of them would be much better than this new Changtu Grotto.

Wasn't this just making things harder for themselves?

Bai Wei replied, "Precisely because the Changtu Grotto is a new Dungeon, and the outward advancement and exploration are still in a state of Chaos, we can seize this opportunity, and a few of us Martial Gods can expand the map."

"The situation in the domestic Dungeons is relatively stable; our going down would merely be adding flowers to brocade. But descending into the Changtu Grotto would be like sending charcoal in the snow."

"It's not easy for us Martial Gods to enter a Dungeon; it will inevitably attract the attention and interception of Great Cultivators."

"And now that we have Gu Jiu, he serves as an excellent excuse and a shield, which can allow the map of the Changtu Grotto to directly advance into the Central Continent."

Shen Bei said "Oh" upon hearing this.

He roughly understood.

Since they were going into a Dungeon anyway, other Dungeons had several camps.

However, the Changtu Grotto only had one. With Gu Jiu, a Royal Bloodline, present, they could use the opportunity to greatly expand the map area.

Of course, it was absolutely impossible to say that Bai Wei had no selfish motives.

After all, the Changtu Grotto was within the jurisdiction of the Northeast Military Region.

If this were to become the only Dungeon in the entire country with a map extending into the Imperial City...

Tsk tsk...

Wouldn't all the Martial Artists in the country go crazy?

Shen Bei didn't believe for a second that Bai Wei hadn't argued with others about the choice of Dungeon for descent, given her shrewd calculations.

Perhaps this was also why Zhuang Bifan insisted on bringing Gu Jiu back to the Northeast?

In fact, according to the rules, captured Stranger should be handed over to the local military region and not transported across regions.

This was mainly to prevent accidents.

Presumably, Bai Wei had a huge argument with the Middle Military Region last night, and thankfully, she won.

If Gu Jiu had fallen into the Middle Military Region, then their descent into a Dungeon would inevitably have started from the Xing Sha Dungeon.

Shen Bei was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "What are your thoughts on the other side of the ocean?"

Bai Wei brushed her hair back: "Don't think about running before you've even learned to crawl."

Shen Bei was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath: "You're right."

"Of course, after we return, we will hold a meeting to first formulate a long-term plan, to see which Dungeon is closest to the ocean to cut into. Opening up a route will naturally be discussed, as for when it will be implemented..."

Bai Wei paused, "That can only be left to fate."

Shen Bei nodded.

Actually, from the Luan County Earth Cave, entering the mountains, there was an underground river that could be crossed to reach the ocean.

This was also the route Shen Bei took with his four 'living fathers' back then.

But this route wasn't very safe; there were simply too many Vicious Beasts within the mountains.

They were all at least seven or eight-tiered, and there was no end to them.

A small number of humans might be lucky enough to pass through, but if the numbers increased, they would inevitably be targeted by various Vicious Beasts.

But what was the use of a small number of people passing through?

They couldn't even build a port, let alone cross the ocean.

Therefore, opening up a safe passage was still necessary.

However, the process of formulating and selecting this would take a lot of time.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's left to fate.

Just then.

The convoy had arrived at Changtu County and slowly stopped.

At this point, there was nothing left for Shen Bei to do.

The remaining tasks involved Bai Wei, Eight Grandmothers, and others escorting Gu Jiu into the Dungeon, expanding the map as they advanced, to exchange him for General.

The threat posed by the four Martial Gods was undeniable.

Even if they were targeted by the Great Cultivators of the Dungeon's Stranger, with Gu Jiu and a legitimate reason,

Bai Wei and the others could advance openly and without any scruples.

Shen Bei got out of the car.

Bai Wei poked her head out of the car and said earnestly, "Cultivate well. In the future, the head of the Northeast Military Region will be you."

"Are you repaying kindness with enmity?"

Shen Bei rolled his eyes.

"Why are you so ungrateful?" Bai Wei was a bit annoyed.

Every time this topic came up, Shen Bei would act completely indifferent.

What, you don't want such high power and official position? What the hell do you want to be, a big boss?

Shen Bei waved his hand: "Don't say it again, or I'll just give up."

"I'm really fed up with you."

Bai Wei shouted to the driver in front: "Let's go."

Thud.

Bai Wei slammed the car door shut, leaving only a trail of exhaust fumes that made Shen Bei cough.

At this moment, the rear car door opened.

Shi Gandang rolled down the window, smiling with three parts kindness and seven parts casualness: "Bei, sometimes silence is golden. Showing off isn't a good thing."

Shen Bei naturally understood Shi Gandang's warning.

It was simply to not blab to others about him and Zhuang Bifan having killed Heaven-Shaking Slave.

Otherwise, it would invite trouble.

Shen Bei smacked his lips, rolled his eyes, and ignored him.

What was the point of him painstakingly killing Heaven-Shaking Slave?

Reputation!

Who could keep that a secret?

He was just a small person with all the seven emotions and six desires.

Shen Bei waved his hand, said nothing, and turned to leave.

...

Changtu County was still the same.

It was just that there were more Martial Artists coming and going.

The streets were even livelier.

The entertainment and service industries that arose with it were thriving.

However, rectangular signs were visible everywhere on the roadside, inscribed with bold, elegant characters:

"No flying in the entire city. Lightness Skill limited to five meters."

"No looking down from high places, no peeking into private residences."

"No scaling walls or rooftops, no stepping on civilian houses."

"Heavenly Eye surveillance, do not take chances. Violators will be severely punished. National law is merciless."

Shen Bei's mouth twitched. Good heavens, the county magistrate was quite concerned about the privacy of the common people...

However, Shen Bei didn't feel any apprehension about being close to home.

He walked towards his community with his usual steady pace.

Not long after.

Shen Bei stood at the entrance of the community, completely dumbfounded.

The once dilapidated but lively community had turned into a demolition site.

Many low-rise buildings had already been torn down.

Dump trucks constantly moved in and out, transporting construction waste away.

Shen Bei cursed, "My home is just gone like that?"

No... what the hell is going on?!

Who signed the compensation agreement for me?

Where's the demolition money?

Shen Bei was dumbfounded.

He pulled out his phone, wanting to contact someone, but found that the battery was already dead.

Damn it.

Shen Bei was about to enter the construction site to ask someone or demand an explanation.

Just then.

An old woman passing by exclaimed, "Xiao Bei?"

Shen Bei turned to look and replied with a smile, "Aunt Li!"

Aunt Li was also an old resident of this community and a community's red-armbanded civilization inspector.

She had often caught Shen Bei littering.

Back then, Aunt Li's movements were still agile; she would chase Shen Bei around the community with a broom to hit him.

However, with the passage of time, Aunt Li had grown somewhat old.

The wrinkles on her face had also increased.

"Xiao Bei, where have you been all this time? I couldn't find you."

"I went out of town for business." Shen Bei pointed at the community: "This is..."

"You're the only one who hasn't signed the agreement yet." Aunt Li said with a smile, "After so many years of waiting, the demolition finally happened as wished. Just go to the community center and sign the agreement; your demolition money is being kept for you."

Shen Bei coughed and said stubbornly, "Who said I want to demolish? I still want to live here."

Aunt Li's face darkened: "You used to be the loudest one shouting for demolition. Don't cause trouble now."

Shen Bei chuckled: "Just kidding."

Shen Bei bid farewell to Aunt Li and headed straight for the community center.

As long as there was money, Shen Bei was proactive in everything.

He practically sprinted, arriving at the community center in the blink of an eye.

Shen Bei burst into the community hall and shouted:

"I, Shen Bei, want my money!"