25: Chapter 25 The Stairway to God: Long Chen's Outrageous Battle Record!

Shen Mo had slept for a very long time!

He felt as if he had a dream, dreaming that he had transmigrated to a parallel world, participated in a battle called 'Gods Arena,' shouldered the hopes of his entire country, and ultimately achieved victory!

The lingering sleepiness gradually faded away.

Shen Mo stared blankly at the ceiling. "So it wasn't a dream..."

"Dream my ass! You didn't sleep yourself stupid, did you?" An indifferent voice rang in his ears. Shen Mo turned his head and happened to see Old Man Li cracking melon seeds while tossing the shells aside.

Ptooey!

The old guy had no decorum whatsoever!

Shen Mo's eye twitched. "Uncle Li, are you going to sweep the floor later?"

Old Man Li: "Not sweeping!"

Shen Mo was covered in black lines. "Then, Uncle Li, look at those melon seed shells on the floor..."

Old Man Li said with disdain, "Nonsense! Once you enter here, you are a soldier! Of course you do it yourself. Do you expect me to find a nanny for you?"

What the f—!

Shen Mo's fists instantly clenched. If it weren't for the fact that the old guy was elderly, he would have definitely punched him!

Isn't he just an old hooligan?

Of course, even if he really tried to fight, he might not necessarily be able to beat the old guy.

"Alright, I know you must have a lot of questions. Ask away!" Old Man Li clapped his hands and said casually, "After you're done asking, I still have to take you to a meeting."

"You kid, you've really played a big game this time. The outside world is already in an uproar, and the upcoming matches won't be easy..."

Shen Mo didn't really react to this.

He had long anticipated this situation. Winning 148 National Destiny points in a single match was something that rarely happened. Plus, with the team composition he used... it would be hell if it didn't generate high engagement!

Just looking at how they escorted him to the Northern Plains, one could tell how much the country valued his safety!

Shen Mo didn't hesitate; he indeed had many questions!

In the memories he gained after transmigrating, many common-sense questions seemed very abnormal to him!

For example... what exactly is the Gods Arena?

How were they, the chosen ones, selected?

And why is the Dragon Country so weak? Even Persia can maintain a steady rise with 0 points, yet the Dragon Country has lost twelve times in a row!

Is this reasonable?

Obviously, it's not!

"Uncle Li, can you tell me about the origin of the Gods Arena..."

Old Man Li was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Shen Mo's first question to be this!

He smiled, shook his head, and sighed, "You kid... alright, since there's plenty of time anyway, I'll tell you from the beginning..."

"Twelve years ago..."

Shen Mo interrupted, "Why twelve years ago?"

Veins bulged on Old Man Li's forehead. "Are you listening or not?"

"Listening, listening, Uncle Li, please continue."

Shen Mo gave a dry laugh. He had almost forgotten that this old man still had a fiery temper...

"Twelve years ago... the Gods Arena descended. No one knew how it appeared. In short, it just appeared abruptly, hovering above our heads. At that time, the heads of state around the world were all shocked."

"We tried various methods to probe this guy that had suddenly appeared, but... we failed. The technology they possessed was simply not something Blue Star could contend with. Electronic networks were as good as non-existent before it, and even our prized nuclear weapons couldn't even complete basic startup procedures."

"And so... humanity surrendered."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it? But it was the only way. Maybe it's not an enemy, or maybe it is, but that doesn't matter. The other side is too powerful, so powerful that we can only follow their rules."

"Fortunately, they didn't directly enslave Blue Star, but instead opened an arena, allowing people on Blue Star to compete... That was the beginning of the Gods Arena."

Shen Mo frowned. "So, the Gods Arena matches have been going on for twelve years?"

"Yes, and no."

Old Man Li picked up his tea mug and took a leisurely sip. "The Gods Arena matches are held once every year, with each lasting about three months. There have been eleven such matches in total, and this year is the twelfth."

Twelve times?

S12?

Shen Mo's heart jumped violently. He subconsciously spoke, "The chess pieces are different for each match, right?"

"There are some changes, but generally they are the same characters, it's just that sometimes their abilities deviate, and the purchase costs differ..."

Old Man Li thought about it and didn't feel there was any problem, but to Shen Mo, these words were like a thunderclap!

Sure enough... just as he thought, this Gods Arena is exactly the golden spatula from his previous life!

Shen Mo took a deep breath. "Second question, Uncle Li. Since the matches have a time limit, after the three months are up, how is victory determined? With all the countries taking it so seriously, there must be something I don't know about, right?"

"You aren't stupid, at least."

Old Man Li chuckled, "Indeed. According to the rules, after three months, the countries ranked in the top ten in points, in addition to being able to exchange points for resources, can also obtain an extra opportunity..."

"What opportunity?" Shen Mo asked, puzzled.

Old Man Li's tone became serious. "The Gods Ladder! Only by ascending the Gods Ladder can you truly make the national destiny soar and gain immense benefits. Whether it's individuals or the country, everyone will benefit from it!"

"So... what's on the Gods Ladder?"

"I don't know."

Shen Mo: ???

Old Man Li sighed. "I really don't know... The prerequisite for participating in the trial of the Gods Ladder is to achieve a top ten ranking in the three-month points matchmaking matches. But for so many years... the Dragon Country hasn't made it into the top ten, except for the first one..."

"The first one?"

"Yes... When the Gods Arena first descended, the Dragon Country naturally sent participants. In that session, the Dragon Country's total points ranked first, leading the second place by a gap of over 300 points! A well-deserved hegemon!"

Old Man Li had a look of pride on his face!

Shen Mo's expression, however, was very plain... Is leading by over 300 points a lot?

If it weren't for the Dragon Country losing so miserably before, I got 148 points in this one match alone! I could definitely look down upon all the heroes!

When the time comes, I'll buy a few more Duel Cards. Forget 300 points, I could even create a gap of 1000 points for you!

Old Man Li seemed to see through his thoughts and scoffed, "Kid, I know what you're thinking. Are you thinking that leading by over 300 points might be because of multipliers, or because some kind of prop was used?"

"No... there weren't that many props in the first Gods Arena."

"The first-place result was entirely due to individual strength! That 300-point lead was fought for match by match! 3 months, 130 battles! 1260 points! The Dragon Country didn't lose a single match!"

"And from beginning to end, the Dragon Country only sent one participant!"

Shen Mo was stunned, his pupils slightly dilated... No, one person, 130 battles, not a single loss? Is that possible?

Although according to the rules, the top four counts as 'not losing,' you have to look at the base number. In his previous life, even if you were playing in Bronze tier, could you guarantee gaining points in every single one of 130 consecutive matches?

Not to mention, this is a national war! Twelve years ago, when everyone didn't understand the rules and everyone was still fumbling around, to achieve such a result... it's simply outrageous, okay!

Shen Mo couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Li, who... is that person?"

Old Man Li gave Shen Mo a meaningful look. "Didn't you just use his item card? He is our Dragon Country's first-generation God of War, and the only person to have entered the 'Temple.' His name is... Long Chen!"