24: Chapter 24 We're home! This is the safest place!

Both Sakura Country and Korea were eliminated.

Shen Mo naturally secured the final two-star Kalista. At this point, there was no longer any suspense in the match.

The iron wall of the Four Heavy Armor was like paper before the three-star Kassadin, its barrier easily torn apart by the Void Blade. The two-star Kalista was ambushed as the 5-cost 2-star Camille leapt into the backline on her blade-legs, snapping the three-star Hwei's paintbrush with a single kick!

The Dark Bear roared, but before a guinsoos rageblade with over 50 stacks, it was no different from meat on a chopping block!

At stage 5-7, the match ended!

Shen Mo took first place with an overwhelming advantage!

The three-star Hwei of the Eagle Country took second place, while third place went to Persia's Karin.

As for fourth place, it went to Sakura Country, who was the last to be eliminated.

[Gods Arena Third District, Match 130, match ended!]

[Champion: Dragon Country, Shen Mo!]

[Lineup recorded...]

[Calculating points... Super Multiplier! Congratulations to Dragon Country's player, Shen Mo, for gaining +48 points!]

[Gold Duel Card activated!]

[Result determining... Determined! Congratulations to Dragon Country's player, Shen Mo, for gaining +100 points!]

A familiar light blue screen appeared.

A line of metallic text was displayed on the screen!

[Name: Shen Mo (Dragon Country)]

[National Fortune Points: 0!]

[Personal Points: 25!]

[Would you like to cash out your Personal Points?]

[Please note! Once cashed out, Personal Points will be reset to zero!]

"No," Shen Mo said calmly.

Dragon Country's points had already been paid off. Since there was no debt, he didn't mind keeping some points as a safety net. After all, he was the only remaining contestant from Dragon Country.

Whether he cashed out now or not didn't make much of a difference.

Taking a step forward, Shen Mo's figure vanished from the Gods Arena!

...

Outside the arena.

The Dragon Country representative in military uniform was already waiting for him. The slightly plump middle-aged man had a very respectful attitude: "Comrade Shen Mo, please follow me."

"Okay."

Shen Mo nodded and entered the black security vehicle that had been arranged beforehand. This was Dragon Country's highest-grade armored vehicle, identical in safety specifications to the one used by Chief No. 1!

Once inside the car, Shen Mo relaxed completely and smiled. "Uncle Geng, are we going back to the apartment?"

Shen Mo recognized the man in front of him.

He was Geng Yang, the on-site representative for Dragon Country at the Gods Arena!

Geng Yang waved his hand, unable to suppress the smile on his face. "We're not going back there. Someone has already been sent to retrieve your things. There are orders from above. For the time being, you will be stationed at the Beiyuan Military Base."

"It features the most advanced jamming technology. No long-range attacks or electronic devices can precisely locate it, ensuring your personal safety to the greatest extent!"

Seeing Shen Mo lost in thought,

Geng Yang continued, "Additionally, the secret command post established by Chief No. 1 is also located at the Beiyuan Military Base. Comrade Shen Mo, if you have any requests, you can make them directly. As long as they don't violate Dragon Country's principles, we can make them happen."

"Doesn't that make me a hot commodity?" Shen Mo smiled.

Geng Yang burst into laughter. "More than that! You are the national treasure of our Dragon Country!"

...

The vehicle drove for a full seven hours!

Beiyuan was in the northern region of Dragon Country. The terrain was flat, surrounded by mountains on all sides. At the same time, because it was close to the Shuzhong region, the climate was humid and very livable.

After getting off the highway and driving on the national highway for about two hours, the surroundings began to grow desolate, with virtually no signs of human habitation. Another hour later, the vehicle slowly pulled up in front of a secret base enclosed by barbed wire.

After verifying their identities, the guards standing watch with live ammunition slowly opened the gate.

Their eyes were filled with reverence as they snapped to attention and saluted Shen Mo!

Shen Mo returned the salute.

The seven-hour drive had left him exhausted, but now that he had actually arrived, Shen Mo felt a surge of excitement. Looking at the familiar yellow skin and black hair, the familiar loaded weapons, and the familiar camouflage gear,

Shen Mo had only one thought... He was home!

Foreigners couldn't understand why the citizens of Dragon Country didn't fear their own military. On the contrary, when they saw the uniform worn by the soldiers, a sense of security deeply rooted in their bloodlines would naturally arise.

Put it this way:

If a Dragon Country soldier ever pointed a gun in your direction, the citizens of Dragon Country would only assume it was because there was an enemy behind you!

"Comrade Shen Mo, thank you for your hard work!"

A man with insignia on his shoulders walked over and said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself. I am Fang Xu. Comrade Geng Yang has to rush back to the Gods Arena, so I will be taking over from here."

"If you have any requests, Comrade Shen Mo, you can bring them directly to me."

"Lieutenant Colonel Fang..."

"I'm not much older than you. If you don't mind, you can just call me Old Fang."

Shen Mo smiled. "Brother Fang, may I ask where I'll be staying? I don't mind if you laugh, but right now, I don't have any grand requests—I just want to take a hot shower, get something to eat, and have a good, long sleep!"

"Hahaha!"

Fang Xu clapped his hands and laughed. "It's already been arranged for you. Come on! I'll take you there!"

The place where Shen Mo was staying was in the military zone.

Not only was it heavily guarded, but entering and leaving also required passing through three security checkpoints. Shen Mo took all of this in, but he said nothing, not even asking a single question.

His face was as calm as if he had just returned to his own home.

"We're here. I won't go in. Someone will help you register your iris and fingerprints later. For now, just settle in and relax. The chiefs are still in a meeting, so I have to head over there."

Fang Xu paused, seeming to want to say something, but held back.

He patted Shen Mo on the shoulder.

Then he turned and left.

Watching Fang Xu's retreating figure, Shen Mo stood still for a long moment before turning to enter the specially prepared room.

The room wasn't large—an open-plan studio of about eighty square meters—but it was fully equipped with a bathroom, a shower, a wardrobe, a bed, and communication equipment. Everything was provided.

It was simple and neat.

On the bed, the military-green blanket was folded into a sharp, perfectly square "tofu block."

"I'm finally home..."

Shen Mo let out a deep sigh of relief and lay down on the bed. Since transmigrating, he had fought two consecutive matchmaking battles. To say there was no pressure would be a lie! Especially the second match; although it looked like an overwhelming victory, in reality, Shen Mo felt thoroughly exhausted.

He had to win the match while also staying on guard against counterattacks from Sakura Country and Korea.

The immense pressure even made him feel like throwing up, but he forced it down.

Some people were destined to shoulder certain burdens.

Shen Mo had no choice.

But just as Shen Mo had said before... he had no choice, and he didn't want to run away. After five thousand years, it was finally his turn to step onto the stage. How could he possibly back down?

Even if the path ahead was filled with obstacles and dangers, he would flatten them all by himself!

...

Inside the secret base in Beiyuan, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Fang Xu, who had just pushed open the door and entered, and asked calmly, "Has he been picked up?"

Fang Xu nodded with a smile. "Yes."

"How did the kid behave?" This time, it was Old Man Li who spoke. He held his tea mug, spat slightly, but his eyes were as sharp as a god of slaughter on a battlefield, giving off a chilling, piercing sensation.

"Very well. At least, I couldn't find any issues..."

The scene of their meeting just now flashed through Fang Xu's mind, and he smiled. "He didn't ask any questions, nor did he show any signs of unease. In fact, I felt... he was very relaxed, as if he had just come home."

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is that so? It seems this kid is not simple..."

Old Man Li, however, was delighted. He slammed his tea mug onto the table with a thud and laughed heartily. "He's got some guts. He's cut out for big things... We didn't misjudge him!"

"Alright, let the kid get some rest first. Let's continue the meeting!"